Chapter 423 - Episode Sixty-Nine - The Ear Chief's Troops that Controls the Sky (5)

After Olviga stopped his magic, he stiffened and stopped moving.

He was just looking up at the wooden dragon I was riding.

I thought that he might have realized that the Arrow of the Fairy King was not efficient enough to break through the wards, but he didnt make any next move.

By the way This story is the level of a myth, but I read in a book that there was once an old Norks man in the sky country Alfheim who was accepted because of his magic skills.

High Elves generally look down on other races, but I was surprised to learn that some High Elves do not judge others by their race, but respect them based on their abilities.

I was surprised when I saw the book, especially since Olviga, the King of the High Elves who lived for 10,000 years, might have a broader sense of values than other High Elves.

Im only here to get Mea back, and I have no reason to engage in a war with the High Elves.

If they are willing to listen to me, so much the better.

Im glad that Olviga is an intelligent High Elf.

Did he perhaps admit it

A line of blood flowed from Olvigas mouth.

It was as if he had bitten off his lip. The bloodshot face of Olviga looked up at me.

How dare you How dare you humiliate me in front of my people, Marren!

Olvigas angry voice comes through the thought waves of Pegasus.

I thought he was an intelligent and mild-mannered High Elf, but he was not.

All of them are full of pride and dont listen to others.

Im sure Ebelheid hated the High Elves too.

Very well! Im sure you are very confident in the protective wards of your strange wooden fortress, but let me tell you that they are meaningless in front of me, who is no less than a god! Youll rot away with an indelible mark of despair! Know the difference in rank!

When Olviga holds up the magic circle, the magic circle floats around him.

That technique is, gravity manipulation ?

Ive never seen it before. Its quite large scale.

What the hell is that ?

Im sure theres no better magic than the Fairy Kings arrows

The other high elves seemed to be seeing it for the first time, and they seemed confused.

Y, You cant, Lord Olviga! You cant do that! Not that magic!

A wrinkled old High Elf approached Olviga in dismay.

Olvigas large staff shot the old man in the face.

The old mans back hit the ground hard and his body convulsed.

Shut up, Wise Goguru. The High Elves, the kings of the world, will not be underestimated by the people of the earth. We must carve into their lowly souls the lofty fears of an absolute ruler on behalf of Lord Silfheim. Thats what the High Elves are for.

You cant if you use that magic here, many will die! Youre the one who changed the shape of the earth 5,000 years ago, so you must know more about the horrors of this magic than I do!

Goguru, an old high elf, crawled on the ground, desperately appealing to Olviga.

No. They doubted my power, even though I was a High Elf. They need to know by a great death that it was a mistake. Its also to make sure that no one ever doubts me again. It is also the duty of the King of the High Elves.

Olviga said, raising the power of his thought waves.

The High Elves around him froze.

Olviga had dared to make his words sound louder in order to warn the High Elves.

Lord Olviga ?

Y-Youre lying, arent you? We would never suspect you of such a thing, Lord Olviga. !

Orviga raises his wand.

Know the power of the sky god, who can control even the stars at will! Stars, come to me!

The magic circle expanded at once, and I felt a wave of magic power flying through the air.

At the same time, Olvigas large staff crumbled into ashes.

Its my favorite staff, but it cant be helped. Farewell, my other half, Sky Gods Imperial Wrath, Silfheim Staff

Perhaps the magical power that Olviga himself couldnt prepare was covered by the magical stones and magical trees used in the wand.

He paid a heavy price for having only been observing the situation.

If the name suggests that the item is related to the Silfheim, then it should be a treasure worth more than hundreds of billions of gold.

but, this is a strange flow.

No way, this magic is !

I look up at the sky.

I can see a huge meteorite falling from far off in the distance.

Are you surprised! This is the magic of Lord Silfheim, who made the Moon Din float into the sky! It was with this magic that I once changed the shape of the continent on earth!

I-Impossible ?

The meteorite was so large that it could have covered a city.

The meteorite is about a fifth of the size of the entire sky country Alfheim.

If something like that were to fall, this place would not be safe.

Olviga himself may be planning to escape with teleportation magic, but the country will definitely be ruined.

W-What are you thinking!

Honestly speaking, even the wooden dragons warding cant stop that thing.

With the speed of the wooden dragon, it would not be impossible for me to escape, but if a ranged attack like that comes, Meas safety will be in doubt.

The sky country Alfheim itself would be ruined.

If you can defend that, then do it! But theres no way you can do that! This was supposed to be a blow to one of the major cities on Earth, but be thankful, Marren! Ive used this great magic just to destroy that toys of yours! You should know the difference in power between the people of the earth and the High Elves is something that can never be overturned!!

You foolish king! It seems youve lived too long and your brain has rotted!

I manipulate the wooden dragon and switch from stasis to flight.

I turned from Olviga to the meteorite in the sky and flew vertically into the sky.

Youve lost your mind! Go on and be consumed by the overwhelming mass and crumble away, you lowlife.

Aim!

I shouted while waving my wand.

The dragons head on the tip of the Quetzalcoatl moves and opens its mouth wide.

A magic circle automatically appeared around the dragons mouth.

Whatever you do, its useless! Be swallowed by hell and disappear!!

Sacred Flame, fire!

From the dragons mouth, a series of glowing white balls are shot out.

More than ten balls of light are flying as if they are being sucked into the meteorite.

At the same time as the collision, the entire sky country Alfheim is engulfed in a white glow.

When the glow subsided, the meteorite was gone without a trace.

The high elves on the ground all stared up at me in amazement and froze.

Im glad it worked out.

This is the trump card of the wooden dragon Quetzalcoatl, the Sacred Flame.

It has the same principle as the Abel ball, and can prepare a mass of heat energy, compressed to the extreme, at high speed and expel it continuously.

This is one of the weapons that Quetzalcoatl has prepared to defeat Kudor when the time comes.

If it cant obliterate a meteorite, its not worth talking about.