Hilver looked up, gazing at Xu Mu who was stepping on the tsunami with unwavering momentum. The expression on his face shifted repeatedly, before he finally sighed meaningfully,
"The sacred relic, it truly is there."
"You mean, the sacred relic?" asked the strongest Wind Elf among the guards.
"Are you willing to risk life and death with me to seize the sacred relic?" Hilver's wings unfurled, and he floated into the air. He turned to ask his guards.
The twelve personal guards behind him exchanged glances, then without hesitation, they too suspended themselves in the air, "We swear to follow our King to the death!"
"Good, then let's go." Hilver wasted no words. He took out a route map from his chest. After aligning it with the position of the Boundary Sea, he led his team along the path Xu Mu had taken.
Witnessing the King of the Wind Elves directly step into the Boundary Sea.
"What!" All the elves present, including Dorgel of the Wind Tribe, looked on in disbelief.
He couldn't understand why the Wind King would lead his guards into the Boundary Sea. Didn't he know the dangers of the Boundary Sea!
In the sky, Hilver, who was gradually approaching the Boundary Sea, had a resolute gaze.
He of course knew the dangers of the Boundary Sea, because Hilver's brother and father had both gone missing, or rather, died there.
At this moment, Dorgel seemed to recall some secrets. The secret stated that after Hilver's father died in the Boundary Sea, the throne should have rightfully gone to his brother. However, the latter insisted on going to the Boundary Sea to search for their father, and ultimately died as well, only then did the throne pass to Hilver.
Such a significant event was known to the entire elf race. They might have mocked the foolishness of this father and son, but only a few high-ranking officials of the Wind Elf tribe knew that the two who were lost in the Boundary Sea were undoubtedly the most intelligent and powerful elves in the entire elf race.
Those two were far superior to the current Hilver, and even the kings of the various races could not compare. Their strength was comparable to that of the Dark Elves.
Thus, the Wind Elf tribe had been questioning what exactly was in the Boundary Sea, why such powerful and peerless individuals would risk danger and rush in one after another.
There was only one answer, but even if they guessed it, they dared not be sure, for no one could confirm it.
Now, many years had passed, and that secret had long been forgotten. Yet, an outsider, a human, had now rushed into the Boundary Sea without hesitation, without pause, as if it had been planned.
And immediately after, Hilver followed suit and flew in.
"The sacred relic, it might truly be inside!" Dorgel said with a complex expression, shocked.
"Are you sure?" Veigar's eyes flashed with brilliance. Standing on the ice mountain, he asked greedily.
In truth, he had long harbored such a suspicion, but had never found an opportunity to enter. Now, the opportunity seemed to have arrived.
Both Hilver and Xu Mu held secrets he did not know. By acquiring their secrets, he could find the sacred relic, and then, he would still be the greatest black mage!
"Whether there is a sacred relic or not, it has nothing to do with you, a dead man." From the sides of the ice mountain, in front and behind, two wisps of dark mist suddenly appeared. Two nearly identical female voices emanated from them.
"Nona, Haiman." Veigar's expression turned grim, even fearful, as he spoke their names.
These two elves were renowned throughout the entire elf race, for they were the two great guardians of the Dark Elf King. United, they could hunt down almost anyone, and naturally, this included himself.
"There is a sacred relic in there. If you delay your competition by killing me, you will regret it." Veigar's expression was unsightly. Gripping his staff tightly, he cautiously maneuvered.
He was surrounded by these two. If they were truly determined to kill him, then no matter what, he would not be able to escape today. Therefore, he could only seek peace.
"Killing you is a simple matter and will not cause delays." Haiman and Nona spoke simultaneously, and simultaneously attacked. Their movements and expressions were identical, almost like replicas.
Boom!
Two balls of pure darkness, one engulfing the southeast and northwest skies respectively, then slowly merged, intending to kill Veigar in the center.
His Dharma Idol, wielding a ten-thousand-meter cursed staff, tried to break through from the middle, but the combined strike of the two was too powerful, executed without any flaws.
In less than three seconds, his Dharma Idol was swallowed by those two pure darknesses.
"The King of Black Magic will seek revenge!" With his Dharma Idol destroyed, Veigar screamed in agony. He sacrificed his physical body and Dharma Idol, escaping the dark sky with only his soul, and then fled towards the distant forest.
"If he comes, we will have a way to kill him." Nona and Haiman said indifferently. They watched Veigar flee, hesitated for a moment, and then finally did not pursue him.
He had escaped their encirclement. While it would not be difficult to catch and kill him, 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, both seem to believe there is a sacred relic inside." Dorgel replied with a tremor. Is this the strength of the Dark Elves? A powerful black mage was defeated in an instant and almost died.
If the guards were like this, how strong must the King who had never made a move, and the strongest elf from the same era as Hilver's father, Michel, be?
"Let's go." Nona and Haiman exchanged glances, then instantly merged together, almost touching, and rushed into the vortex 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 joined forces, no matter which path they took, it would be the safest.
"Look, what is that!" On the beach of the Boundary Sea, an elf cried out in surprise. All the elves followed the sound and saw that the horizon was slowly lighting up, as if the sun had descended. But the problem was, it was clearly night, so where did the sun come from?
"Welcome, our King." The old domain lord of the Fire Elf tribe, who had argued with the Frost Elf earlier, knelt on the ground respectfully and said, prostrate.
Thus, all the elves understood that within the fireball as bright as the sun, was the King of the Fire Elf tribe. He emerged, with giant horns like a bull demon atop his head, his breath scorching.
"Dogo, how dare you! Our Fire Elf tribe remains neutral, yet you dare to try and kill a human. Do you not wish to live?!" the Fire Elf King roared.
"Please forgive me, my King. I am willing to bear all the blame, but please, first, do something more important." The old man of the Fire Elf tribe replied tremblingly, and then continued without pause, "My King, within the vortex of the Boundary Sea, there seems to be a sacred relic."
"That human, the King of the Wind Elves, and the two guardians of the Dark Elves, are all rushing inside. Don't you want to compete for it?!"
Kangriv, the King of the Fire Elves, frowned. He could naturally see the figures rushing across the Boundary Sea, and knew who they were, but should he go?
"I think you wish for me to die, and then seize the throne," Kangriv snorted coldly, holding his flaming bow and arrow, as if he would kill the old man on the ground at any moment.
"It's been a hundred years, and you're still so timid," At this moment, a frost descended from the sky, slightly suppressing the scorching flames.
"My King!" the domain lord of the Frost Elf tribe, relatively young, exclaimed with surprise. Their King had also arrived!
"Traitor, I will give you a chance to atone," King Ovisis of the Frost Elves looked down at the elf on the ground, his voice indifferent. "If I fall this time, you must heed my sacred decree and lead the younger generation to fully resist the rebellion of the elder council. Can you do it?"
"As you command!" The Frost Elf knelt and wept, thanking the King for sparing his life.
"Kangriv, if you're scared, go home early. Why are you still competing for the sacred relic!"
Ovisis laughed loudly and, with his guards, soared into the sky, also flying towards the center of the Boundary Sea.
Kangriv had been somewhat hesitant, but faced with the mockery of his arch-rival, he immediately transformed into a bright fireball like the sun and roared towards the center of the Boundary Sea.
Before the Boundary Sea, more and more elves followed, summoned by the kings of their respective tribes. They were slower.
The powerful elves of each tribe, looking up at the even more powerful beings within the Boundary Sea, felt their hearts tremble.
"The Elf race is about to undergo a change." Some elves whispered softly, their faces 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!