Supreme Lord: I can extract everything!

Chapter 1105: Rise of the Forest Elven Tribe II

The legends of the Forest Elven Tribe spread far. They reached the outskirts of the Elven Union’s borders and reached even further. Every Elf knew about the Forest Elves’ actions and the record-breaking speed with which dozens of Forest Elves advanced to Divine Lifeforms.

Some were already powerful Forest Elves before encountering Michael, but everything changed once they received Artifacts, Soultrait Symbols, and resources of higher quality. They started progressing rapidly while their combat prowess increased exponentially. The higher their Tier, the higher the potency of their Soultrait Symbols.

That being said, gaining better technique, more resources, and Artifacts – boosting the combat prowess drastically instantly –and Soultrait Symbols boosted the Forest Elves considerably. They quickly bypassed other lower sub-races of the Elves and attained the same standing as the Common Elves. Their numbers were still much lower than the average elven race, but the average Tier and prowess of the Forest Elven was exceptional.

Many elven races ever wondered how long it would take before the Forest Elves would replace the High Elves. Nobody questioned IF the Forest Elves had the means to replace the High Elves’ position at the top of the Elven Union. No. They wondered WHEN that would be the case.

The High Elves didn’t like this. What used to be rumors about their beauty and unparalleled power among all elven races transformed into gossip about the High Elves’ replacement.

The High Elves could not accept this.

That was how an embassy of the High Elves ended up in Yggdrasil.

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"The production of your Mangunias, Lilituthyn, and Bloodwelk is not up to standard. I know you are struggling because your neighbors are being a hassle, but we deployed a force of Super Awakened to help you with that. The Super Awakened reported to me that the neighbors aren’t as powerful as you described them to be and that they are also not violent. They were more than willing to talk to the Super Awakened even before they released their energy," Lilica commented in displeasure. Continue your saga on novelhall.Côm@@@@

Her expression was filled with frustration while the Forest Elven Lord pressed his lips together. The young Lord didn’t even dare to look into Lilica’s face. He stared at the ground as if the weed before him could cover his shame.

"There is no need to be afraid of me or anyone here. But you shouldn’t lie to me. Nobody likes liars. In the first place, lying to us even after I told you that I would deploy the Super Awakened is not the smartest move." She sighed deeply. You will have to cover the cost of the Teleportation Tokens. Our treasury won’t cover the cost of wasted resources, and you know that."

The young Lord paled and was about to say something when someone appeared before her. Another forest elf, a young woman, emerged from a small portal, her face covered in thick beads of sweat.

"What is wrong, Elenia?" Lilica turned away from the young Elven Lord, who breathed in relief. It might be bad to be forced to pay back the cost of the Teleportation Tokens, but Lilica’s judgmental gaze was several times worse, "Did something happen?"

However, nobody stepped forward to say anything. A young-looking woman put her foot on Fineon’s chest and pressed her heel deep into it.

"Are you giving up?" The woman asked coldly, but Fineon didn’t utter a word. His lips parted, but no word escaped his lips.

The others couldn’t see much, but Lilica frowned deeply when she discovered threads of lifeforce getting pulled out of Fineon. Michael had done something similar in the past. He extracted the lifeforce of his enemies and absorbed it. The woman did the same.

She had flawless skin, was as fair as a fairy, and had familiar silky, silver hair, vibrant emerald-colored eyes, and long, pointed ears. She looked like the perfect example of a High Elf—after all, the woman was a High Elf.

Fineon was on the verge of dying, but nobody seemed to notice that. All the spectators could tell was that Fineon struggled to stay in the arena, trying to fight for his people.

"He’s surrendering. You can stop now," Lilica intervened. The Elven Elders said something, but Lilica’s deadly glare was enough to seal their lips.

The woman looked at her momentarily and nodded, "That was a good decision. It would have been a shame to kill one of your few Divine Lifeforms."

Lilica ignored the High Elf and gestured to the Forest Elven healer to tend to Fineon and bring him back to the infirmary.

"Will you be my next opponent?" The High Elf asked Lilica.

"You can fight again?" Lilica asked? "Don’t tell me you want to fight three times in a row?"

The High Elf smiled lightly.

"I don’t know. Do I want to fight that often? No. Do I think I’m strong enough to beat the shit out of the Forest Elves who have been too full of themselves for a while now? Definitely."

The other High Elves – Lilica hadn’t noticed them until now – laughed and made a few more jokes, but Lilica merely nodded.

"That’s good then," She stepped into the arena, "There is no need to waste more time than necessary. Taking out trash like you shouldn’t take long."