My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

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Chapter 631: The King Of The United Three Kingdoms
“Where am I? Did I die?”

An elf who had fallen to the ground scratched his brow and gazed blankly at the damaged Mount Creation and the massive craters and fissures in the earth.

Touching his body, the Elven King found that the elf chess was not on him, which made his expression change. What made his expression change even more was that the girl suspected to be King Landhar III was lying in the arms of a woman he was very familiar with.

“Avril! You are Avril!”

The Elven King’s eyes widened as he saw the familiar face he had not seen in almost ten years. He strolled over, unconcerned about the elven race chess piece.

Unlike the Elven King, the other elves were at a loss for a time until recollections of what had just occurred flashed through their brains. That was what Watson had sent to them via the elven chess piece. At the same time, they felt enslaved, which caused their faces to turn ugly.

“The humans took our chess piece, and now we are their slaves.” The wrinkles on the elven Elder’s face were all pressed together, and her tone was one of skepticism.

“I would rather die than be a slave to the humans!” The more irritable Elder Landon snorted coldly.

In his heart, the elves had always been a stronger race than humans. So what right did humans have to be served by the noble elves?

“Elder Landon, even if you kill yourself today, it will make no difference. We would have died if it had not been for Watson’s assistance!” Pagani pressed the lens on his face, and he looked helpless. “To be a slave or to let the elves perish, I believe the former is preferable. Now that Watson has stolen the elven chess piece, we may be able to reclaim it in the future.”

His words caused the elves to fall silent. Regardless of whether they agreed with Pagani’s words or not, they could not deny one thing. There was hope if they were alive.

In the direction of the Winter Nation.

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“Frigga, the fact that I can be revived indicates that you have lost.”

Empress Gustav was among the many soldiers who did not understand what was going on after being resurrected. Then, they cheered in surprise. She stared at the black figure in Avril’s arms not far away with a mournful expression.

She had abandoned her, but Frigga still lost in the end. That made her feel very uncomfortable.

Biting her lips, Empress Gustav also walked toward Frigga. She was not the former queen or someone who would remain by her side. It seemed like they were destined to stay apart in that lifetime. At the very least, she would be able to accompany Frigga to the end.

…

“Watson, I’m sorry we’re late.”

A massive teleportation array emerged in the sky beside Watson. Sylvan exited the array. He groaned and closed his eyes as he stared at the severely injured King Landhar III and Avril, who was cradling him. It should be a very joyous thing to put an end to the quarrel that had been going on for many years. Unfortunately, he was unable to laugh.

A group of white-haired ministers followed him. Those ministers were holding a couple of firmly bound princes in their hands. The first and third princes were deafeningly silent, while the second prince stared fiercely at Watson. “Let go of me! Are you going to defy me?” he shrieked.

“Greetings, Young Master Watson. My name is Macrotov. I am the current representative of all the Holy Dragon Kingdom’s civil officials! This time, His Majesty had allied with the Elven Kingdom and the Winter Nation to invade our land for his own selfish interests. Fortunately, Young Master Watson, your strength is superior to others, so you managed to settle everything and save the people. King Landhar III can no longer continue to be our king. I want to support you as the new king, bringing new life to the Holy Dragon Kingdom.”