"Why do you think I want to get close to you?" Hewen, who was at the center of the storm, asked.

When Desiree opened his eyes, he preconceived that the Frostblood replacement was good at close combat, so when Hevin took a step, he naturally felt that Hevin wanted to get close to him and fight with him in close combat.

When Hevin showed his ability to control ice, he still kept moving forward. Desiré subconsciously felt that the opponent's ability was only able to create ice on the body surface, ignoring that he could remotely control elements.

possible.

But if that was the case, then why did Hevin move towards him? He had never heard of charging being helpful in casting spells.

A giant frost snake about two meters in diameter with a very rough appearance broke through the bricks and rushed out of the ground behind Hevin, easily dispersing the wind elements around him.

Hewen kindly explained:

"On the one hand, it is to make you ignore my little moves and focus on hindering my progress. Otherwise, if you find out, it will be easy to interrupt.

"On the other hand, it is to allow the power of frost to penetrate into the ground in a larger area, so that the water in the sewer can be better extracted from the pipes and gathered behind me."

While Hevin was speaking, the giant frost snake surged flexibly, opened its bloody mouth, and rushed towards Desire.

In front of this swift behemoth, Desiré had no time to swing his sword, so he could only close his eyes.

A few seconds later, Desiré felt a chill coming and opened his eyes again.

Except for his head, his body was buried under solid ice. The sharp ice thorn was less than a centimeter in front of his throat and could take away his life at any time.

Desire closed his eyes and smiled:

"I didn't expect that I lost to you in tactics. It seems that young people should not be underestimated."

In fact, Hevin didn't have any tactics, and anything about expanding the penetration area was just a lie to him.

Hevin could have easily defeated Desire in the first moment of their meeting, but he couldn't do that.

He needs to let Desiree tell Tyr that he is a suitable successor to the power of the frost giant, not a powerful wizard who can control the cold winter.

Desire showed a mocking smile:

"You're not going to kill me yet, do you want me to repent? What I've done to you humans is much more merciful than what you've done to me."

The power of the shapeshifter serum faded, revealing a young male face.

The man's right ear is pointed and its delicate shape exudes elegance.

There was nothing on his left ear, only a circular scar, and obscene patterns were painted on his handsome face.

Desiree sneered and said:

"I just want to take revenge on you humans. You won't make me regret even if you kill me. When we were strong, humans came to our country and we taught you elven magic. But when we were weak, you will

We are treated as playthings and slaves.

"Humans burned my home, plundered my people, trampled on our dignity, and killed our children and elderly people. This is my revenge on you."

Although Desiré was misleading Hevin's judgment, making Hewen think that the kidnapping of civilians was an act of hatred on his part, not Tire's instruction.

But he does have a strong hatred for human slave traders.

Hewen asked:

"What's the difference between you and them? You've become the perpetrator you hate."

Desiree grinned sarcastically:

"Hahahahaha, this is not the difference between good and evil, but the hatred between humans and elves. People like you who have never experienced anything can't understand it."

Hewen shook his head:

"Evil is evil. Besides, the ancient Elf Empire invaded countless peace-loving countries and enslaved a large number of prisoners of war, including humans."

Desire asked in disbelief:

"What did you say?"

Hewen said:

"Didn't the sages of your tribe tell you? Although only a few people in human society know the history of the ancient Elf Empire, it should not have been extinguished among the Elf tribes."

Desire lowered his head:

"Our sage left the tribe a long time ago, and how did you know about this?"

Hewen said:

"As long as you have money, you can hire the best history teacher."

Desire gritted his teeth.

All along, when he was awakened by nightmares and when he felt guilty, he told himself that all his actions were to avenge his own people.

But if it is true as Hevin said, he is really not much different from those slave traders and the nobles who played tricks on them.

Desiree took a deep breath and strengthened his faith again.,

But even if he has fallen, he still has to repay Lord Tyr for saving him from hell.

If it were Lord Tyr, what would you want yourself to do now?

Compared to Hevin, who was able to defeat himself and promote Lord Tyr's great cause, he seemed to be even more useless to Lord Tyr's plan.

Desiree said:

"You can kill me, but I have a request."

Hewen asked:

"What request?"

Desire said:

"Please don't let the adults know about my kidnapping of civilians."

"What are you doing!" came a voice full of anger.

Desiree's eyes widened:

"Lord Tyr! Why are you here?"

Hewen said:

"I was the one who informed him."

Tyr looked at Desir who was unable to move and said in a low voice:

"Light, I need an explanation."

Hewen said:

"In order to take revenge on mankind, Desire secretly kidnapped civilians behind the back of the White Lion Society and used them as blood exchange targets."

Tire glanced at Desire calmly. Of course he had ordered the kidnapping of civilians, but now it seemed that he had to sacrifice a valuable member.

Till asked:

"What's with all this frost?"

Hevin replied:

"After replacing the blood of frost, I have the ability to control ice and snow."

Tyr nodded, the other party had no reason to deceive him, and as far as he knew, the so-called frost blood came from the frost giant species from the old era.

This powerful species is the master of storms and ice. Even Ural, the god of winter of the Asa protoss, cannot compare to Skadi, the god of winter of the frost giants.

If there is a meager bloodline of a frost giant in the body, it is not impossible for the phenomenon of atavism to occur.

And if Hevin really has the talent to control the power of the frost giant, with the fighting talent he has shown now, maybe he can do more than Tyr initially expected.

Desire is his most loyal subordinate, but besides loyalty...

Tyr said:

"I'm very disappointed in you, Desire. I rescued you just because I hope you can walk on a path that leads to the light."

Desire lowered his head and said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking.

Tire raised his hand and waved it gently, the ice melted instantly, and Desire immediately knelt on the ground.

He walked up to Desire, pulled out a translucent sword blade from the void, and handed it to him.

Desiré took the blade with trembling hands.

Tire lowered his head and whispered to Desire:

"For glory, for me."

Desire nodded firmly and said in an imperceptible voice:

"For glory, for Lord Tyr."
Chapter completed!