The Green Moon Empress cried out in fury, "This is a provocation against our elf race—an outrageous provocation against our noble elf race! We must give the strongest possible answer. We must show our enemies what we are made of. Therefore, carry out my orders, General Ente Malte. If you can capture the Holy Mountain within half a month, I will make you a god!"
Lin Qi crooked his mouth and strode out of the Green Moon Empress's carriage. He swiftly gathered a group of elite soldiers and fierce generals, mounted a flock of pureblood fire dragons, and flew westward at an unhurried pace. Eruhis's army was in the west, but Lin Qi was in no rush to save her—let those metal lumps wipe out a few more elves. Lin Qi was hardly warmhearted enough to help the elves solve their troubles.
"Those metal lumps suddenly landed from the western coastline!" Mr. Mo stood beside Lin Qi, lightly grinding the sole of his boot against the dragon's scales. "And the golden elves were slaughtered to the last in their nest. I am seventy percent certain that these metal lumps were responsible. They nearly exterminated the golden elves."
Lin Qi laughed mockingly and disdainfully exhaled a thick cloud of smoke. "The golden aristocrats among the elves? No wonder the Green Moon Empress flew into a rage as if someone had stabbed her in the ass! She has to give the elf race an explanation, even if she is their spiritual leader. Or rather, she has to give the elf gods an explanation, even if she herself is one of the elf deities."
Standing behind Lin Qi with a dark face, Ais Te let out a sinister, cold laugh. "No wonder she is in such a hurry to attack the Holy Mountain!