The Magic Empire for 20,000 years

Chapter 226 The Frost Giant Tribe and the Sun Elf Captives

"Based on our reconnaissance over the past few weeks, there are currently three demon legions near the Abyss Rift."

"These three parties all seem to want to seize control of the Abyss Rift."

"The demon lords to whom these three legions serve are all high-level legendary figures. Even among the hundreds of demon lords in the Abyss, they are among the most renowned!"

"Fortunately, there has been no indication of the arrival of these three demon lords themselves so far..."

In Eldoron's palace, high in the sky above the floating city.

The near-legendary archmage Cassandra was reporting the results of her investigation to a group of Eldoran high-ranking officials and elven envoys.

One after another, illusionary projections were projected into the air.

"First, the legion of Yenogu, the King of the Gnolls."

"This legion also includes a large number of gnolls from the material plane."

"Many gnoll tribes scattered in various places have joined the Yenogu Legion."

"This legion contains several legendary Balor Flame Demon Generals. There are an estimated 300 or more demons and abyssal gnolls who have reached at least the high-level, as well as countless ordinary gnoll cannon fodder. Its overall strength far surpasses that of any elven family except for the two royal families."

"Secondly, the legion of Buffett, the King of the Minos."

"Similarly, this legion also includes some minotaurs who originally lived in various caves on the continent."

"This legion is about the same strength as Yenogu's legion, and they are evenly matched."

Listening to Cassandra's explanation and learning about the enemy's strength, both humans and elves wore solemn expressions.

Only Elian was thinking about something else entirely—

Others may not know the secrets of those abysses, but he knows them quite well:
The two demon lords, Yenogu, the King of the Gnolls, and Buffyment, the King of the Tauren, have been at war for a long time.

These legions, belonging to two different demon lords, are bound to be fraught with conflict, and there is plenty of room for maneuver within them!
Cassandra continued her explanation:
"Thirdly, the legion of [Frost Giant King] Koschitchelch."

"This legion surpasses the two legions mentioned above in both size and overall strength, and it also incorporates the already formidable Northern Frost Giant tribe. It is the most powerful of the three Abyss Legions!"

"It seems that in order to attack the material plane, the Frost Giant King Koschitch has gone all out, even mobilizing his main force."

"Not long ago, it was this very Abyss Legion that captured the Sun Elf's capital city, Sunrise City."

"Recently, they have redeployed their main forces to the Abyss Rift, for reasons unknown."

"Moreover, Koschutch's legion also brought..."

Halfway through her sentence, Cassandra paused, glancing at the dozen or so elven envoys before her, and continued:
"They brought a large group of Sun Elf captives."

The illusionary projection in the air suddenly changed.

Thousands of sun elves, dressed in yellow or gold, their hands bound by ropes and chains, were strung together in groups and driven by demons and frost giants, struggling to move across the land toward the blood-red rift.

These sun elves, men and women, old and young, were all emaciated, their clothes torn, and their faces stained.

Some demons and frost giants stayed at the back of this long procession, wielding their claws and giant clubs to kill those who were too slow, urging the procession forward toward the abyssal rift.

Every now and then, sun elves would fall in this death march and become corpses on the road.

Occasionally, one could see some elves, so thirsty, bending down to drink from the puddles after the rain, completely unconcerned that the slightly greenish puddles contained the corpses of their kind.

In fact, even if these water spirits manage to survive briefly, diarrhea and serious illness will likely cause them to die in Avanto within a few days.

—Perhaps this is the best ending they could have wanted.

Seeing this scene projected on the screen, Leah clenched her fists, her fingertips almost digging into her flesh, wishing she could rush over immediately to rescue her kin. Beside Elian, Grete, still appearing as a boy, looked slightly surprised.

"So, the demon legion also captures enemies?"

In his mind, demons were basically mindless war maniacs who only thought about tearing all the enemies in front of them to shreds!
El-Erian tapped the tabletop with his fingertip and explained:
"Don't forget, when Sunrise City fell, the elven envoys mentioned that the Frost Giant tribe had performed a blood sacrifice, which summoned the projection of the demon lord Koschitch."

"This shows that this primitive and savage frost giant tribe has mastered the evil and brutal ritual of human sacrifice."

"The Frost Giants captured these elves and took them to the Abyss Rift, possibly to perform some kind of cruel blood sacrifice."

In this fantasy world, living intelligent beings are valuable in themselves, and when they are cruelly killed and deprived of their lives, they release powerful magical energy due to pain and death.

This is also why many evil cults always like to hold human sacrifices.

Hearing this, Leah's anger intensified.

The other Sun Elves present also clenched their fists in unison.

Leah pleaded:
"Your Majesty Elion, if possible, I hope that in addition to conquering the Abyssal Rift, our operation will also be able to rescue these elven prisoners!"

These captured sun elves were all residents of the royal city, including palace maids and servants—elves who had once lived alongside her in the same world.

As the princess revered by these sun elves, Lia didn't want to see them suffer for another second!

El-Erian nodded, his expression solemn:
"of course."

"This is also one of the goals of this operation."

This is an opportunity to establish Eldoron's heroic image in the minds of many elves!
This lays the necessary groundwork for future integration and absorption of the Elf Royal Court.

"Your Majesty El-Erian, when is it possible for us to begin our operation?"

Princess Leah asked anxiously:

"It is not yet known when or what ritual the Frost Giants brought these elves to the vicinity of the Abyss Rift."

"With each passing day, my people are in greater danger!"

Seeing the Sun Elf princess's anxiety, the dragon vein sorcerer Gretel maintained his composure and politeness, answering on behalf of his teacher:
"Your Highness, I understand your concerns."

"However, just to be on the safe side, we still need to wait for reinforcements from the Southern Dwarf Kingdom and other forces on the continent to arrive before we can begin our operation."

"..." Leah lowered her head.

Just then, two of the elven envoys trembled, as if they had received some news. Their previously tense and gloomy faces instantly relaxed, and they beamed with joy, saying with delight:

"Great."

"We received a message from [SMS]."

"His Majesty Elf has successfully won over three forces on the continent that are willing to support our operation."

"Including the Southern Dwarf Kingdom, a Silver Dragon Lord, and a Dwarf City-State."

"Each of these three forces has dispatched an elite reinforcement, and they are currently setting up a long-distance teleportation ceremony. They will arrive in the western war zone of Eldoron soon, as planned."

El-Erian smiled faintly:
"it is good."

"We are preparing to head to the Western Theater Command to welcome our friends from other countries who will fight alongside us and conquer the Abyss Rift!"

(End of this chapter)