Chapter 616
Chapter 616 Secret History of the Elves
In the end, the one that managed to stand nervously before Greem was the male half-elf that he had first spotted.
Tymo was his name.
According to Tymo, he was born in Garan.
His father was a high elf, while his mother was an ordinary human maid.
In the Great Fantasy Forest of Garan where the elven court resided, the high elves led a life much like human nobles, indulging in wine and luxuries. Tymo’s birth was no more than an accident; one caused by a high elf toying with a human maid while drunk.
Racial chauvinism for pure-blooded elves was the norm in the elven court.
Thus, Tymo’s father, the high elf, had been cold-hearted enough to plan Tymo’s murder right after his birth, all for the sake of keeping the family bloodline pure. However, Tymo’s mother, the human maid, was unwilling to let her son die like that. She had escaped the Great Fantasy Forest under cover of night.
Seven days quickly passed.
After sufficient recuperation and replenishment of supplies, the expedition ships hoisted their sails and made for the two distant continents according to plan.
This time, Alice’s Witches of Fate became the center of attention once again!
The flying ships, filled with resources, goods, and magical machines quickly rose into the skies in front of everyone’s eyes. It silently hid in the dense layer of clouds.
The Dark Witches, whose relationship with the Fate Witches wasn’t all that harmonious, had no choice but to take the ships provided by Shadow Island. They hurried toward Garan along with the Pale Witches.
Tremendous magical energy surged and coursed through the insides of the flying ship before being converted into intense wind power to levitate the ten-thousand-ton metal ship and allow it to glide across the air soundlessly. Powerful elementium currents shredded the nearby clouds, leaving behind them a strange path of torn up clouds.
One could see the pristine blue seas zoom past beneath their feet through the gaps in the clouds. The passengers atop the ship could also occasionally see green islands, along with merry seagulls circling the landmasses.
Sadly, such scenes were quickly left behind before anyone could get a better look.
Grem closed his eyes to feel the magical elementium aura of this mysterious world, as well as the strange planar laws of this different plane. He had never felt as calm and relaxed before this moment.
They had stepped upon a dangerous path of plane conquest. What awaited them would be bloody battle after bloody battle. Yet, for some reason, Greem had overwhelming confidence and assurance of their victory on this trip!
It wasn’t arrogance or some sort of prediction. Instead, it was his faith and confidence in himself and this group of people he was with.
The magical machine army had shaped up now after the events and training in Lance. The golem army he had painstakingly created was also ready to break into action at any time. Moreover, he also held several mysterious trump cards in his hand. The trip to Garan this time might be dangerous, but Greem had confidence he could fulfill Alice’s wish.
Isn’t it just a Staff of Divination artifact. Isn’t it just a Second Grade green dragon. Isn’t it just a bunch of frail elves protected by powerful deities. What could these things count for?
At this moment, all enemies were no more than paper tigers in Greem’s mind!
All he needed to do was find that one crucial weakness of the enemy.
Greem was confident in himself!