Their heads nearly touched as they all stared intently at what Xiluo held.
They were cards bearing exquisite illustrations.
The first one.
Its illustration showed the Elf Queen beneath the World Tree, her long hair flowing, looking like a god.
In the upper left corner of the illustration was the number 8.
On either side were the numbers 5 and 12.
Below them were an orange gemstone and a line of text in the continent's common tongue.
[The queen of the Nature Elves Clan is a symbol of beauty, wisdom, nobility, and elegance, possessing power considered formidable even among the Legendary.]
Beneath that line of text was another passage.
[At the end of your turn, randomly cast two of the following spells on enemies. Fireball Spell, Ice Knife Spell, Lightning Storm, Shapechange.]
"It really does look good... Just what you'd expect of Her Majesty the Empress."
Cuixin gazed at the illustration, her breathing somewhat quickened, and reached out to take the card from Xiluo.
But Xiluo did not let her succeed.
He gently slapped her hand away.
"This really does look like those Hearthstone cards."
Abel could not help remarking as he examined the card.
"We made them based on those cards! Even the rules are almost identical," Zhao Si said smugly.
"The upper left shows the crystals required to play it, the lower left is attack, and the lower right is health."
"Hmm, are you sure it's all right to do that?
"Those people won't come after us, will they?"
Another elf looked somewhat worried.
"Come after us? Them?"
Zhao Si curled his lip in disdain.
"Those people made up that bullshit backstory and actually dared to say that beautiful, noble elves evolved from trolls?
"And they dared to say Titans were the masters of