"Excellent magic. I never knew the level of magic in the human world, and it had developed to this point. It seems that the high elves have been closed for too long." Dasrema's words made Lin Xuan have a much better impression of him. At least he had realized the real problem of the clan.

At the exchange meeting, a high-elf magician also came on stage to showcase the various unique magics of the elves. Many of them were considered to be the unique skills of the high-elf in Lin Xuan's opinion. But now, they were presented one by one in front of Lin Xuan.

The concept that the magic cannot be passed on easily is suitable for almost all races. However, the display of the high elf this time surprised Lin Xuan a little. Some core magic that had never been thought of was even displayed in this way.

"The magic of the elves is not bad," said Dasrema.

"To be honest, it's beyond my imagination." Lin Xuan said a pun.

"Haha, I know you're surprised, but believe me, I don't mean anything else. I just want to release a signal. The high elves want to go out. Many years ago, we were exiled to this point. We once vowed to build a civilization of the elves that are more brilliant than the night elves. We want to overwhelm the guys who exiled us in all aspects. But then we found out that there is no meaning at all. Thousands of years have passed, and they may have forgotten us long ago. We have always wanted to surpass the night elves, but every move in our bones always carries the shadow of the night elves. We call ourselves high elves, but we are still night elves after all."

"You want to return to the Night Elf?"

"No, I just want them to know that our existence."

"Why don't you tell them directly...well, I understand. I can represent the Storm Kingdom to a certain extent and establish a preliminary cooperative relationship with Quel'thalas, including magical exchanges and business exchanges. But if you go further, you need a formal diplomat. But I believe there is no problem. But before that, we still have to discuss another thing first. If you can't solve that matter, no idea will have a future."

"I knew it wouldn't be an ordinary magic exchange meeting. Come with me, let's talk about it in a different place."

In a secret reception room, Dasrema Ping retreated all the guards, leaving only Lin Xuan.

"Tell me, I have a premonition that you will say something unhappy."

"It's not just that you are unhappy, but any creature in this world will be unhappy if it sees it."

A transparent crystal appeared in Lin Xuan's hand. The crystal was engraved with countless runes. The light flashed from time to time, proving that all runes were in operation. Because, inside the crystal, a ball of green energy was sealed, which was a ball of evil energy.

Dasrema's face changed. He was born into a night elf. He even experienced the ancient war. Although countless years have passed, the dazzling green will still appear in his nightmare. It is the symbol of the Burning Legion.

"Are they back?"

"Not yet, but it's right in front of you. They bewitched the race called orcs in another world and used the Dark Gate to come to this world. The Storm Kingdom had already fought with them not long ago."

"I know that battle. The orc race has completely defected to the Burning Legion? If that's the case, we need to completely destroy them."

"Not that serious. Their chief was bewitched and launched this invasion. But I have killed that guy. The newly promoted chief is more rational. The hatred with humans may not be eased. But I am sure he hates demons more. So in a sense, the orcs now can be said to be potential allies."

"We need to warn the whole world that the Burning Legion is coming. All races must be prepared for war."

"Why?"

"Why? That's the Burning Legion. In the Battle of the Ancients, we sacrificed the Well of Eternity to defeat them. No country or race can fight against the Burning Legion alone. We need all our strength."

"Then do you know why I came to you first? Because the elves are immortal species, your history has almost no fault. You clearly remember the horror of the Burning Legion. But not all races are like you. In fact, most races have forgotten what the Burning Legion is. Some races have even disappeared into the long river of time. This is not the ancient times. People have long forgotten the pain they once did."

"Then tell them?"

"Why do you make all countries unite in one sentence? Every race and every country is not a real whole. Instead, it is made up of countless small groups. Even if they recognize this as a fel, even if they confirm the authenticity of the Burning Legion, it does not mean that they will respond correctly. During this period, countless political disputes will be involved. Politics, in a blunt way, can be summarized from two words, compromise, and opposition. Compromise for the sake of interests, whether facing enemies or friends, opposing for opposition, whether facing race or country. Even if you catch a living demon and throw it in front of them, there will be a lot of reasons to shirk them."

"Can you only watch the invasion of the Burning Legion? They will destroy this world."

"This world is not as fragile as you think. What's more, we can't do anything. At least we can make them more vigilant."

"But how do we convince them?"

"There are some things that they can guess for themselves, much better than telling them directly. So we don't need to convince anyone, understand, Das Rema. You need to calm down and see what you look like, you have lost the demeanor of a leader."

Dasrema was suddenly shocked and calmed down. The moment he saw the evil energy, he was indeed a little panicked. As Lin Xuan said, he had experienced the ancient war. Although he was just an unknown man at that time, the fire of destruction of the Burning Legion still left indelible traces in his heart. When he saw the familiar evil energy again, he lost the calm he deserved.
Chapter completed!