488: Curse of the Elf King
The God Emperor reclined languidly on the Dragon Throne, his expression without a ripple.
He seemed to be watching a War of ants; the lives lost on the battlefield were worthless to him.
In fact, there was a hint of anticipation in his gaze, a desire to see a certain scene.
For example, the Elven Prince dying in battle.
“No… it can’t be… God Emperor…”
Yekaterina shook her head repeatedly, her words incoherent.
She knew Qin Yang’s coldness.
If the God Emperor didn’t need the Elven Prince alive, he would certainly watch him die.
Even if this Prince was the younger brother of his concubine.
At this thought, Yekaterina trembled all over, so anxious she could barely speak.
At this moment, the God Emperor reached out and placed his hand on Yekaterina’s thigh, comforting her: “Don’t worry, I wouldn’t go so far as to watch my brother-in-law die, it’s just…”
He paused, his hand sliding under Yekaterina’s gown, and said: “I would prefer the King of the Elf World to be my concubine.”
Yekaterina understood the God Emperor’s meaning.
If she became the King of the Elf World, it would be more beneficial for the God Emperor to rule the Elf World.
The most important point was that her child with the God Emperor could rightfully become the future King.
This way, humans could completely control the legal system of the Elf World.
It’s just that…
A female ruler was a taboo in the Elf World, related to a curse.
For 500 years, this taboo had never been broken.
But the God Emperor was different… he was a born conqueror; there was no taboo he couldn’t break.
Just like his hand reaching inside her Snow Queen’s robes.
“God Emperor…”
Yekaterina gently pressed the God Emperor’s hand, which was wandering under her skirt, and said: “A female King will fulfill a curse.”
“What curse?”
Qin Yang asked, not stopping the movement of his hand.
Yekaterina’s breathing became erratic.
With a soft nasal sound, she briefly recounted the past of the Elf World.
In the earliest times, the Elf World was indeed a matriarchal society, with all Kings and leaders being female.
This tradition continued for a thousand years until the Dark Elves were defeated in a racial War and retreated into the underground world.
The Mother of Darkness at that time cast a curse upon all Elves: any female King or leader would eventually fall into darkness.
Initially, the various races did not take this curse to heart, still led by Queens.
But soon, the Dark Elves’ curse came true.
Whether it was the King of the High Elves, or the King of the Night Elves, even the Saintess of the Crescent Moon Elves, they were all swayed by the Dark Elves in their later years.
They would furiously wage War, defile faith, and commit various crimes against their race.
Now, except for the Crescent Moon Elves who still continue the tradition of a Saintess leading the race, the High Elves and Night Elves no longer have female Kings, and even female Elder leaders are rare.
“So that’s it, I thought you had gender discrimination?”
Qin Yang chuckled, teasing: “Don’t worry about any curse; I will resolve the source of the curse.”
As he spoke, his movements became increasingly aggressive, causing Yekaterina to let out continuous soft moans; a reddish flush gradually appeared on her pale white skin, and tiny beads of sweat formed on the tip of her nose.
At this moment, a subtle sense of excitement surged within Yekaterina.
After she was declared a concubine of the God Emperor, there had always been a hurdle in her heart.
After all, in the Elf World, humans were monsters that could provide experience points.
This notion was deeply ingrained in the heart of every Elf.
Whenever Yekaterina thought that her most important thing would be taken by a human, she couldn’t help but feel humiliated, even though she had done a lot of mental preparation.
Before, seeing that the God Emperor hadn’t sought her out, she even felt a little secret joy.
But one can dodge the first day, but not the fifteenth; this day had to come eventually.
However, at this moment, Yekaterina did not feel uncomfortable; instead, she became increasingly intoxicated by the God Emperor’s aura.
Elves are naturally endowed with extremely keen perception.
Yekaterina could sense a pure and rich energy from the God Emperor’s aura.
Just inhaling those wisps of warm Qi made Yekaterina feel completely at ease, as if she were a tree that had suddenly absorbed ample nutrients, allowing its photosynthesis to become even more efficient.
Just as the Snow Queen felt herself melting in the God Emperor’s arms, a earth-shattering roar came from within the kunlun mirror.
Yekaterina suddenly jolted awake; she looked through the God Emperor’s shoulder at the kunlun mirror.
In the kunlun mirror, the Orcs were still surging towards Platinum City like a tide.
The difference was that her brother Legolas’s movements had become sluggish, as if he was running out of stamina.
The most elite Royal Guards had also begun to suffer casualties.
Even worse… amidst the dense Orc formations, gigantic figures, like mountains, slowly emerged.
Those were the terrifying Behemoth!
Their massive size was simply beyond imagination!
Each one was like a moving small hill, with thick limbs that seemed capable of easily crushing the earth, exuding a primitive and wild aura.
These Behemoth possessed four-star potential, meaning their attribute growth was 10 times the base value!
Their appearance, compared to the already ferocious Orcs, was even more exceptionally ugly.
Their rough skin was covered with wrinkles and scars, and their blood-red eyes gleamed with cruelty.
Admittedly, their intelligence was low, with a clear gap compared to other Wisdom races.
However, in the face of their formidable combat power, intelligence became less important.
Their bodies, forged like steel, contained endless power; merely swinging their iron clubs haphazardly could generate immense wind pressure.
Once struck, it would certainly result in being smashed to pieces.
“The situation is very bad…”
“My brother and sister are still fighting to the death with the Orcs.”
“But I am…”
At this thought, Yekaterina felt deeply ashamed.
She frantically grasped the hand that had reached into her collar, shook her head slightly at the God Emperor, and pleaded somewhat: “God Emperor… my brother and sister are still…”
Qin Yang glanced at the kunlun mirror and said in a relaxed tone: “Don’t worry, my people have already arrived.”
Yekaterina was slightly startled and looked at the kunlun mirror again.
On the battlefield in the mirror, there were only countless Orcs and Elves who were increasingly at a disadvantage; where were the God Emperor’s people?
Yekaterina wanted to look more closely, but the God Emperor pressed her down onto the Dragon Throne.
Elf World, Platinum City.
“Suneika! The Behemoth have appeared, quickly retreat into the city and organize the evacuation of civilians!”
On the battlefield, the Elven Prince Legolas knocked down an Orc, turned around, and shouted at his sister in the distance.
The appearance of the Behemoth signified that Platinum City would inevitably fall.
All he could do now was to delay as much time as possible to allow the civilians in the city to evacuate.
However, Suneika at this moment seemed to have seen something strange; she stood dazedly on the chaotic battlefield, looking up at the sky.
Legolas followed his sister’s gaze and saw a cold, gleaming sword hanging upside down in the sky.
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