227 Storm Hall, The New King’s Inheritance.

"Are you saying that someone in that city forced the Third Elder to use a forbidden spell, but he still didn't escape death in the end?" the Sixth Elder asked in a deep voice.

The surrounding elves all fell silent. Only they knew how terrifying the power of that forbidden spell was. Once it was used, a giant dragon would descend, and the sky would be filled with ice and frost. That kind of power was definitely not something that ordinary people could contend against.

The First Elder took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "In other words, we miscalculated. The barbarians are not as simple as we thought. They have lived in this land for far longer than we have. Their foundation is probably also unimaginable."

The surrounding people fell silent once again.

At this moment, the heavy door was knocked on. An elf guard hurriedly walked in and said, "Respected Elders! Our scouts from the South have sent the latest news from the barbarians!"