"I can only go back for now... I am a Gold Professional, I still have at least a century of life ahead, one failure isn't a big deal, I still have a chance!"
Imsh, while fleeing deeper into the Dark Mountain Range with his trusted aide, was encouraging himself in his heart.
*However... even he doubted whether this thought was just self-comfort.*
In less than two years, such a significant change had taken place in the Elf Forest.
In less than two years, the Elf Clan had become so powerful and frenzied...
So, what would happen in decades to come?
*Imsh could hardly imagine it.*
Moreover, he still hadn't figured out how so many elves had gathered together.
Nearly ten thousand elves, that's not a small number!
The Elf Clan was already difficult to reproduce, so this many elves... were probably all the remaining wild elves from the southwest of the Segis Continent gathered together?
"No... it couldn't possibly be more, the Elf Clan isn't human."
Imsh shook his head.
