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Without the Tree of Life to provide them with a lifespan of more than 6000 years, they had not been able to successfully break through to the realm of SemiGod, which caused their lives to be on the verge of being extinguished.

Ten years after the appearance of the Six Kingdoms, the first High Elf Lord died! The death of this High Elf Lord had caused the other High Elf Lords to feel a sense of danger. In the past, when they had eternal life, they wouldn't have felt much, but now, when they were facing death, they were afraid!

They had lived for thousands of years, so naturally, they were unwilling to die. They believed that they still had many things to enjoy, so they needed to break through to the Demigod level to increase their life. Now, they regretted coming out of Mount Hyjal, regretted giving up their Night Elf status, and regretted not believing in the Moon God Elune.

The High Elf Lords were in the midst of training, so they naturally couldn't pay too much attention to Dalaran. This meant that the opportunity for the humans had come. Humans had a large population base, and there were also many kinds of conflicts. In addition, they did not have much affection for the same race as the Elves, so there were a lot of disputes within them, which also tempered the human ability to fight for politics. Therefore, humans could not let go of this opportunity. Although mages were not very interested in politics, they were very interested in power, they were originally respected in their lives, so when they gained power, the respect they received would become even greater, and they could even become revered or worshipped!

There were four requirements for one to become a hero: First, one had to have the ability of a great mage, great druid, ranger, knight, holy knight, beast king, and other means to advance for the first time. Second, one had to have one or several skills that one could acquire at will.

What did it mean to be a hero? He might not die! Immortality was extremely tempting to humans who only had short lifespans. Of course, there was also the increase in power. The desire to become strong was unavoidable for all living beings. Even gods had a thirst for power, so how could mortals be immune to it?

Thus, in order to become a hero, the human mages began a political fight for authority and prestige. The Night Elves had already been excluded from the core of the power, so the humans now had to exclude the High Elves as well.

If they wanted to be the first to do something, the human politicians would first push out these kids of the High Elves. Although it seemed like there were a lot of benefits, it was impossible to accomplish something, such as making the High Elves be the Minister of Revenue, then letting them raise taxes, and finally causing trouble below. When the High Elves really couldn't take it, they would stand up and settle things. And so, the Minister of Revenue got it!

Humans had great experience with this method. Although the high-level elves knew that humans were playing tricks behind the scenes, they had no choice but to get it back. However, they did not have as many people as the humans. The humans made up 90% of the population of Dalaran. Humans were naturally related to humans. If they voted, the other races would not be able to get any seats at all.

"How is it? What's the reaction from the high elves side? " a human politician asked his men.

"There isn't much of a reaction. Those lords are all trying their best to improve their abilities and still want to break through to the SemiGod realm. However, I think they should just think about it. If it was that easy to break through to the SemiGod Realm, all of the Night Elves would have already been demigods!" This subordinate was specifically monitoring the High Elves, so he knew a lot about the High Elf Lord.

"Hng hng!" The politician coldly snorted, "These elves have lived for so many years. If we could have lived for more than a thousand years, any human could have become a demigod. Especially those high level elves, they are extremely proud and arrogant, just like Boss Tian, Second Elder Earth and Third Elder. Compared to their own kind, they are not even worth a penny. "

"Yes, my lord. Based on my observations over the years, high elves aren't really anything to worry about. As long as we get rid of these powerful leaders, we don't have to worry about them anymore. On the other hand, Night Elves are very easy to deal with, but are actually not easy to deal with at all. They walk the lower levels and often let priests treat the civilians. Almost all of the humans have a good impression of the Night Elves, and some humans have even started to believe in the Night Elves' gods! " His subordinate said worriedly.

"Oh? "There's such a thing?" Politicians are curious. This is not a good sign.

As far as I know, there is the goddess of the night elves, Oresa, the goddess of the Holy Light, who worships her more. She is the daughter of Emperor Hildano, and the second is the God of Rangers, Hawkes, the daughter of the night elves. There are also some hunters who believe in them, and almost everyone who uses bows and arrows also believes in him, so he is also called the God of Bows and Bows; and our dear General Hattie, she is the great warrior of our Great God! Speaking of Hattie, this subordinate was a bit sarcastic, because he was also a warrior, so naturally, he wouldn't have any favorable impression towards a warrior god of another race.

"It seems that the power of the night elves has reached a point where we have no choice but to be nervous. Go and tell the others that we need to quickly finish off the high elves, turn Dalaran into the seventh kingdom of humanity, and then dispatch people to the Tornado City, the Tornado City, to the Torrent Castle, Ottlank, Lordaeron, Kyrgyzstan, Curtilas, and the Tempest City to send people to participate in the magical offering of our Dalaran."

"Yes, my lord!"

In less than half a month, all of the high-ranked elves were rushed to the unremarkable side posts by the humans. The authority of Dalaran had been occupied by the humans, and if it weren't for the powerful martial power of the Night Elves and high-ranked elves, his council seat might have been snatched by the humans.

"Master, do we still need to endure?" A tall elf asked the Assembly Lord anxiously.

"Endure!" "As long as none of us become SemiGods, we can only endure it. The Night Elves can no longer be counted on, and we don't even know what Hilda Nuo is up to. She's already a god, and she's still keeping a low profile like before. Why can't she keep a low profile?" The High Elf Lord said, flustered.

"Could there be something that he's afraid of?" The High Elf was unable to reply, but he still blurted it out. In his heart, he didn't really care much about what Hildano had done. However, there was nothing he could do about it. Hildano was a god. Who knew that he would speak ill of him behind his back? What if he knew?