Volume 7 Mortals and Gods Chapter 781 Destruction (5)
“In the daytime, the Lady of the Lake led their way among pillars of cloud.
He gave them light in the pillar of fire at night, so that they could walk day and night.
The pillar of cloud by day and the pillar of fire by night never depart from the sight of the people.
The fairies in the lake went ahead of them, setting them on pillars of cloud during the day to guide them, and setting candles on pillars of fire at night to help them move forward, both day and night. The pillars of clouds by day and the pillars of fire by night should never leave the front of the people."
Dranoche didn't answer. Instead, it recited the fairy tale of the Lake Lady.
It looked at the ever-burning holy fire on the Great Temple of the Lake Fairy on the top of Storm Fortress, and continued to recite:
"The Lady of the Lake is my strength, my song, my support, my god, I praise her, my goddess' power, I honor her.
The Lake Fairy is a warrior, and her name is Lilith, the god of elves.
Your right hand honors the power of the elves, the god of elves, but your right hand corrupts and brings hatred."
“Guide the redeemed people with kindness and exert great power, and lead them into the sanctuary. You will lead them into the holy place and plant them in the holy mountain of your eternal destiny, which is the residence prepared for mankind by the fairy in the lake.
The sanctuary established by your hands, the Church of the Lady of the Lake, the holy mountain of the Lady of the Lake, the holy city of Batoria.”
Bilak narrowed his eyes, this was an extremely ancient story.
This story tells the story of the human beings who once faced corruption and the slaughter of nomadic tribes on the other side of the Roof of the World. After receiving the revelation from the true God, they crossed the Roof of the World to the continent of Toril, and established the Continent under the guidance of the Fairy in the Lake.
Homeland, they call themselves Batorians.
Although I don't know how many years have passed, Dranosh still remembers this ancient epic, and its understanding of human history even exceeds human understanding of itself.
"Turiel is a lie, Charlemagne is a lie, and so is the Lady of the Lake."
Delanoche said calmly: "I will prove it all."
Bilak agreed on his face, but he was sneering in his heart.
There must be something in the human world that deserves Dranosh's attention. Unfortunately, Dranosh is only willing to share its most core secrets with the people it trusts most, and that certainly does not include Bilak.
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Billak believed that he would figure everything out.
"Your Majesty, the coalition forces of the three tribes are approaching!" Members of the Kor'kron Chapter came in to report.
"It doesn't matter, let him do it." Delanosh paused for a second: "Where is Chuanquero? Why doesn't its Skaven army take action?"
"The messenger has..."
"Send someone to urge you!"
Dranosh said coldly, looking out from the orc camp, Dranosh said with a ferocious smile:
"Look, the elf can't hold on any longer."
The elves' army was indeed unable to support it at first. This was really because the number of elves was too scarce.
The powerful warriors among the high elves can still rely on Lilith's blessing for support, but the ordinary elven warriors really can't hold on.
At this time, Elrond, the consort of the High Elf Queen, had only a few thousand people left. The Night Knights, who originally had a formation of a thousand people, only had dozens of them alive after a series of disasters, and there were not many druids left.
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After losing its maker, this artifact cannot be maintained, and Durthu doesn't know how long it can last.
The ancient tree people used to be the embodiment of love, integrity, and friendliness during the Elf Empire. Later, due to the influence of evil corruption and the anger of the forest being cut down, Durtsu fell into a rage. This primitive anger lasted for thousands of years.
, until it met Galadriel and Elrond.
The contact with the High Elf Queen and Prince purged Durthu's anger forever, and the Excalibur Tree King began to see the world with clarity.
The world is about to be destroyed, and Dursu knows very well that there is almost no chance of winning this war.
The power of the Sword of Dais was still strong, and the flames from the Starlight Forge burst out from the blade and tore through the space, burning Lucius's entire body.
The chief demon of death screamed incessantly, and I couldn't tell whether it was pleasurable or painful.
But Lucius did not slow down. Its sharp claws tore open Dursu's steel-hard skin, and blood-like sap flowed out.
There was no sign of pain on Dursu's ferocious face, and roots stretched out from its arms, binding Lucius tightly.
The Chief Demon of Death tried to break free, but failed.
Durthu seemed to have made up his mind, and the ancient tree man completely liberated all the sword of Dais. The sword exploded into pieces, and starlight fire enveloped Lucius's body.
At this time, the chief demon of death finally howled in pain, and it smelled the sweet smell of his own burning body!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dursu pushed Lucius away, and the ancient tree man elder knew what else he could do.
It came to Elrond's side. Looking at Elrond who was corrupted and exhausted by his strength, Durthu, like a kind elder, stretched out one of his fingers and touched the high elf queen's consort and elf prince.
on the forehead.
All the evil corruption was absorbed into Durthu's body. It took Elrond's place to bear the evil erosion, and at the same time, it injected all the essence of itself as the ancient tree man's soul into Elrond's body.
Elrond bloomed like a flower again, his wounds healed, wrinkles faded from his skin, and light shone on his body again.
Elrond looked at Durthu, and two lines of clear tears fell from the Elf Prince's face.
A long, long time ago, Adanhu, one of the three ancient tree people, sacrificed himself to save the high elf queen Alaire. Now history has repeated itself. After all, the elves owe the tree people too much.
The twigs on Dursu's fingers swept across Elrond's face, and the ancient tree man showed an expression like a smile to indicate to Elrond that he didn't need to worry about it. It took less power to save Elrond than he imagined.
Durthu was dying, but the tree elder felt there was still something he could do.
At this time, Lucius finally got rid of the flames of the Sword of Dais. The chief demon of death was burned black all over and his eyes were temporarily blinded.
Durthu immediately hugged Lucius tightly with both arms, and the ancient tree man and the chief demon of death were entangled together, motionless.