In the world of Moe King, I became the ruler of ice.

Gulansta was right; this puppet was incredibly crude in both its appearance and its internal operating technology.

"Hmph, I knew you'd say that. If you're so capable, then help me improve it."

Ramiris was used to Granstas's criticisms of her, but such an evaluation of her work was simply outrageous.

"Lady Ramiris, why did you place a puppet here?"

Torene stroked the puppet with some curiosity; aside from being rather rough, it seemed to possess some combat capabilities.

Upon hearing Torene's question, Ramiris immediately became interested.

"Torene, you don't know this, do you? I not only use this puppet to pass the time, but it also drives away some adventurers who come here. After all, this place isn't closed off."

"I just did it for fun out of boredom..."

Long Xueqing and the others were speechless, but they understood when they thought about Ramiris's personality.

Granstas was somewhat tempted by the wooden puppet, but just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly remembered something and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Ramillies, set this puppet to battle mode and place it here in the passageway you came in from."

Why?

She didn't quite understand what Gransta was doing.

"Don't worry, a bastard will fix it for you, I won't need to lift a finger."

Ramiris was confused, but when she heard that she would get a better puppet, she did as she was told.

She made some simple adjustments to the puppet's settings, setting it to prevent anyone from entering the maze, and placed it in place. It would automatically attack as soon as someone entered.

...

Finally, after passing through a large area, we arrived at the most central hall.

Gulansta's gaze was immediately drawn to something: a throne made of six different colored crystals placed in the center of the hall.

Many different colored dots of light appeared around the throne, wandering freely around it.

And above it lies the immense elven power that particularly attracts Gransta.

"Ramilis, is this the source of the elven power you spoke of? How do I absorb it?"

Ramiris's expression was a little strange, and her eyes held a sorrowful look as she looked at the throne in front of her.

However, she concealed it well, smiling as she called Gransta over.

"Gransta, it's actually very simple. You just need to sit on it, and then the accumulated elven power will automatically flow into your body."

"Hmm, is this okay?"

Gransta looked at the grinning Ramiris with some uncertainty.

"Of course, hurry up and get in."

Gulansta approached the throne with some skepticism and gave it a brief, light touch.

The surrounding colorful lights seemed to be alive, floating up and down around Gransta.

"Are these all elves?"

"Yes, but they are all low-level elves without form. The closer they are to the source of elven power, the higher their success rate in evolving."

Seeing that Gransta had not yet responded, Ramiris urged anxiously:

"Look, these low-level elves seem to like you quite a bit. Why don't you hurry up and sit on one and try out their power?"

At Ramiris's urging, Gransta sat down.

He immediately sensed something was wrong; the five-colored throne seemed to be firmly attached to him, forcibly establishing a connection with him.

Upon seeing this, Ramiris immediately smiled with relief.

call out--

"Lord Gransta!" Long Xueqing and the Ice Guard rushed out immediately, shouting anxiously to protect their master.

They grew anxious seeing their master trapped on the throne. The mark on Long Xueqing's forehead lit up, and the demonic energy within her reached its maximum, her white hair turning golden...

The Ice Guard raised his greatsword, and a wave-like halo rippled out, his special locking ability being used directly on him.

The sudden action startled Ramiris, who cried out in alarm:

"What...what are you going to do...?"

Gransta raised her hand at Long Xueqing, who was rushing towards her, signaling her to stop.

"Long Xueqing, I'm fine."

Upon hearing Lord Gransta's order, Long Xueqing also stopped converting magic elements.

Gransta slowly closed his eyes, carefully sensing the changes around him. What concerned him most was the voice echoing in his mind.

"Lord Gransta, an energy is forcibly attempting to establish a connection, but the attempt has failed..."

"The energy source has been determined to be the Throne of Elves... Forced execution, cannot be stopped..."

At this moment, the Elven Throne seemed to be waiting for someone to sit on it, forcibly establishing a connection.

A colorful mark appeared on Gransta's forehead, then disappeared into his mind.

"Title obtained: Elf King"

"Grant the EX skill of Blessing the Spirit, granting elemental buffs of Wind, Fire, Earth, Water, Light, and Darkness..."

"The skill tree is being updated and expanded, unlocking the Elf-type branch skill template..."

.....

A barrage of information bombarded Gransta's mind, but fortunately, the Overlord reminded him that there was no harm in it; he had only gained the title of Elf King.

Gransta was a bit bewildered to have suddenly received the title of Elf King. Ramiris was definitely doing it on purpose, luring him here just to dump the title on him.

Outside, Gransta's figure was already surrounded by the light spots of the low-level elves, who seemed to be cheering and welcoming their new king.

Ramiris was very pleased to see this, as she had not been recognized by the Elf Throne since she fell into darkness and became the Demon Queen.

The Elf Throne has never had an elven heir. There were originally a few high-ranking elves in the elven race, but they seemed uninterested in the title of Elf King, yearning for freedom.

"Lady Ramiris, what did you do to Lord Gransta? Please explain."

Long Xueqing looked at Ramiris with a frosty expression. She was the one who put the master on that throne, and this sudden change almost made her lose her temper.

"Long Xueqing, calm down. Lady Ramiris would never harm Lady Gransta."

Torene quickly stepped forward, her kind nature compelled her to speak up and explain.

"Don't worry, Gransta will be absolutely fine. I guarantee it as the Elf Queen... oh no, now as the Demon King."

Ramiris straightened her little fierce servant and made a promise, while her eyes occasionally glanced cautiously at Long Xueqing, who was on the verge of going berserk.

Gulansta was temporarily unaware of the outside world. He had now sunk into a mysterious space where the elements were very rich, and his whole body felt as if it were being nourished and enveloped by warm spring water.

"This is the elven power that Ramiris spoke of; it's indeed changing my body... as if it's being rebuilt..."