Silfer looked up, gazing at Xu Mu who stepped on the tsunami underfoot and advanced relentlessly. His expression shifted repeatedly, and finally, he let out a profound sigh.
"The sacred relic, it's truly there."
"You speak of the sacred relic?" asked the strongest among the royal guards, a wind spirit.
"Are you willing to risk life and death with this king to seize the sacred relic?" Silfer's wings unfurled behind him, and he floated into the air, turning to ask his guards.
The twelve royal guards behind him exchanged glances, then, without hesitation, also suspended themselves in the air. "We shall follow our king to the death!"
"Good, then let us go." Silfer wasted no words. He took out a route map from his怀, matched it with the location of the Boundary Sea, and then led his team along the course Xu Mu had taken.
The sight of the Wind Spirit tribe's king directly stepping into the Boundary Sea shocked everyone.
"What!" All the elves present, including Doger of the Wind tribe, were filled with disbelief.
He couldn't understand why the Wind King would lead his guards into the Boundary Sea. Didn't he know its dangers?
In the sky, as Silfer gradually approached the Boundary Sea, his gaze was firm.
Of course, he knew the dangers of the Boundary Sea. His elder brother and father had both disappeared, or rather, died here.
At this moment, Doger seemed to recall certain secrets. The secret spoke of how, after Silfer's father died in the Boundary Sea, the throne should have rightfully gone to his elder brother. However, the elder brother insisted on searching for their father in the Boundary Sea and ultimately died as well, only then did the throne fall to Silfer.
Such a significant event was known to the entire elven race. They might have mocked the foolishness of this father and son, but only a few high-ranking officials of the Wind Spirit tribe knew that the two who were lost in the Boundary Sea were undoubtedly the smartest and most powerful elves in the entire race.
Both of them far surpassed the current Silfer, and even the kings of other tribes could not compare. Their strength was comparable to that of the Dark Night Elves.
Therefore, at that time, the Wind Spirit tribe was filled with questions: what exactly was in the Boundary Sea that drove two such peerlessly powerful individuals to throw themselves in, disregarding the danger?
There was only one answer, but even if they guessed it, they dared not be sure, for no one could confirm it.
Now, countless years have passed, and that secret has long been forgotten. Yet, an outsider human has now plunged into the Boundary Sea without hesitation, as if pre-planned.
And immediately after, Silfer followed.
"The sacred relic, it might truly be inside!" Doger exclaimed, his expression complex and shocked.
"Are you certain?" Veigar's eyes blazed with greed as he asked from atop an ice mountain.
He had harbored such a suspicion for a long time but had never found an opportunity to enter. Now, the opportunity seemed to have arrived.
Both Silfer and Xu Mu held secrets he didn't know, and by obtaining their secrets, he could find the sacred relic, making him the number one dark magician once more!
"Whether there is a sacred relic or not is no longer of concern to a dead man like you." From both sides of the ice mountain, two dark mists suddenly appeared, and two nearly identical female voices emanated from within.
"Nona, Hyman." Veigar's face turned grim, even fearful, as he uttered their names.
These two elves commanded respect throughout the elven race. They were the two great guardians of the Dark Night Elf King. United, they could hunt down almost anyone, and that naturally included himself.
"There is a sacred relic within. If you waste time killing me, you will regret delaying the competition." Veigar's face was grim, his scepter clutched tightly as he cautiously engaged them.
He was surrounded by these two. If they were truly determined to kill him, he would undoubtedly not escape today, so his only option was to negotiate.
"Killing you is a simple matter and will not cause delay." Hyman and Nona spoke simultaneously and attacked simultaneously, their movements and expressions identical, almost like a perfect copy.
Rumble!
Two pure blacknesses, one engulfing the southeast sky and the other the northwest, slowly merged, intending to kill Veigar in the center.
His heavenly manifested form, wielding a ten-thousand-meter curse scepter, attempted to carve out a path of survival, but the combined attack of the two was too powerful, their coordination seamless.
In less than three seconds, his manifested form was swallowed by those two expanses of pure darkness.
"The king of dark magic will avenge us!" With his manifested form destroyed, Veigar shrieked in agony. He sacrificed his physical body and manifested form, his soul alone escaping the dark sky and fleeing towards the distant forest.
"If he comes, we will deal with him." Nona and Hyman said indifferently. They gazed at the fleeing Veigar, hesitated for a second, and then finally did not pursue.
He had escaped their encirclement. While recapturing and killing him would not be difficult, it would indeed waste a lot of time.
"Is the matter of the sacred relic true?" Nona turned her head and asked the surviving elves on the beach.
"It should be. Our king and that human seem to believe there is a sacred relic inside," Doger replied, trembling slightly. Was this the strength of the Dark Elves? A powerful dark magician defeated in an instant and nearly killed.
If the guardians were this formidable, how powerful must the never-before-seen king, the strongest elf of Mitchel's era, Silfer's father, be?
"Let's go." Nona and Hyman exchanged glances and then instantly merged into one, moving almost body-to-body, rushing towards the vortex in the center of the Boundary Sea.
They did not know if the path within the Boundary Sea was safe, but they believed that as long as the two of them acted together, any path they took would be the safest.
"Look, what is that!" On the beach of the Boundary Sea, an elf cried out in astonishment. All the elves followed the sound and saw the horizon slowly lighting up, as if the sun had descended. But the problem was, it was clearly nighttime. Where did the sun come from?
"We welcome our king." The elder of the Fire Spirit tribe, who had previously quarreled with the Frost Elves, knelt on the ground and said respectfully.
The elves then understood that within the sun-like fireball was the King of the Fire Spirit tribe. He emerged, with giant horns like a bull demon growing from his head, and his breath was scorching hot.
"Doge, how dare you! Our Fire Spirit tribe maintains neutrality, yet you dare to attempt to kill a human. Do you not wish to live?!" the Fire Spirit King roared.
"Please, Your Majesty, forgive my sins. I am willing to bear all blame, but please, Your Majesty, first attend to a more important matter." The elder of the Fire Spirit tribe replied tremblingly, then continued without pause, "Your Majesty, it seems there is a sacred relic within the vortex of the Boundary Sea."
"That human, the King of the Wind Spirit tribe, and the two guardians of the Dark Night Elf tribe are all rushing inside. Do you not wish to compete for it?!"
Kangriv, the King of the Fire Spirit tribe, frowned. He could indeed see the figures rushing across the Boundary Sea and knew who they were, but did he want to go?
"I see you wish for my death so you can seize the throne," Kangriv sneered, his flaming bow held ready as if he would kill the elder on the ground at any moment.
"It's been a hundred years, and you're still so timid." At this moment, a chill descended from the sky, suppressing the scorching flames slightly.
"Your Majesty!" The relatively young Domain Lord of the Frost Spirit tribe exclaimed in surprise. Their king had also arrived!
"Traitor, I grant you one chance to atone," King Ovisis of the Frost Elves looked down at the elf on the ground, his voice indifferent. "If I face any difficulty, you must obey my sacred decree and lead the younger generation to prevent the rebellion of the Elder Council. Can you do it?"
"I obey!" The Frost Elf knelt and wept, thanking his king for sparing his life.
"Kangriv, if you're scared, go home early. Why are you still trying to claim the sacred relic!"
Ovisis laughed heartily and, with his guards, ascended into the sky, also flying towards the center of the Boundary Sea.
Kangriv had been hesitating slightly, but faced with such taunts from his mortal enemy, he immediately transformed into a bright, sun-like fireball and charged towards the center of the Boundary Sea.
Before the Boundary Sea, more and more members of the elven race arrived, summoned by their respective kings. They were slower.
The powerful elves of each tribe, gazing up at the even more powerful beings within the Boundary Sea, trembled with their hearts.
"The elven race is about to undergo a change." Someone whispered, their face filled with complex emotions, for at this moment, a single person had already flown into the absolute forbidden zone within the Boundary Sea.
Xu Mu, riding Qiongqi, had, at this very moment, entered the vortex!