Chapter 715: The Enclave
Elsa sat on the ground, pouring a life potion into her mouth. Jeremy, still unconscious, was barely hanging on—used as a sacrifice for the Elven Dirge array, he was lucky to have even a breath left.
After a brief rest, Elsa couldn't help but glance at Lin Yun. The sacrifice of Jeremy had left her troubled, unsure how to handle the situation.
After all, Jeremy was the Grand Elder's son—a figure of high status within the Dark Elf Clan. By human standards, he was nobility among Dark Elves, and the Grand Elder himself was the most powerful and influential member of the clan, a Title Archmage at the peak of the ninth level, possibly on the verge of breaking into the Sky Rank.
If the Grand Elder learned what happened to Jeremy, he would surely mobilize the entire Dark Elf Clan for revenge.
Merlin's strength was overwhelming—even as a ninth-level mage, he wielded the power of an eighth-level Title Archmage. His companions were equally formidable: a thirty-eighth-level Frost Dragon, an alchemical golem capable of instant-casting sixth-level spells, a Dragonblood Orc Sword Saint with unbelievable physical prowess, a bizarre magical avatar who could unleash spell torrents with a true spirit artifact, and, most peculiarly, an eccentric old man who had leveled up in just a few days.
With such power, if war broke out with the Dark Elf Clan, the elves would stand no chance. More likely, both sides would suffer terribly. But in the God-Demon Dominion, the Dark Elf Clan wasn't the only force to worry about...
If the Dark Elf Clan was devastated, it was almost certain that the other races would seize the opportunity to wipe them out.
But now, things had changed—Merlin actually possessed that scepter!
A strange light flickered in Elsa's eyes as she looked at Lin Yun. All her worries melted away, replaced by thoughts of a prophecy that had long circulated within her clan.