Lin looked at the fat elf who revealed information so cleanly and neatly, with a surprised look. Wildwalk Fu Teng certainly knew what this look meant, and shrugged nonchalantly and said: "Since the person is dead, there is no point in speaking out.
It doesn't matter. It's better to at least leave a name in your heart than to die as an unknown person. Besides, the characteristics of that bow are so obvious that nine out of ten people here will recognize it. Even if I don't say it, there will be others.
Just say it. So nothing matters."
Hearing that the elves emphasized the bow so much, Lin couldn't help but become curious. He flashed twice in a row, and when he appeared in front of the elves again, he already had a crystal clear amber long bow in his hand. Look.
It looks like a gem, shining brightly. However, the shape of the bow is very simple, like a long stick that has been bent and then stringed.
When this bow appeared in Lin's hand, the attitude of the surrounding elves was not so much surprise, but full of desire. Just like the eyes of humans when they see a treasure and want to possess it. After all, it is a
It is a precious treasure passed down from the empire, so it is not surprising that the elves have ideas. They are not creatures without desires.
Ignoring the scorching eyes around him, Lin holding the bow felt the mana and power overflowing from it, almost to the point of scalding people. Although the hand holding the bow did not burn, it did not even leave any traces.
Burns, but Lin could feel the damage to his hands happening slowly.
Although I have heard that some powerful magic weapons, even artifacts, will choose their users. This is not like Hagakiri, where the weapon itself has consciousness and will find a suitable owner. It is like the bow in your hand, which itself
The power contained in it is so concentrated that it can be called 'poison', and ordinary people cannot use it at all, and only those who are strong enough can use it.
Lin was seeing such a weapon for the first time, so he would naturally be curious about the secret of this bow. Without saying anything, he lightly threw the Elf Emperor's bow upwards. The weapon that was frozen in mid-air moved forward, backward, up and down, all over his body.
They are all covered by or penetrated by magic formations. All formations are turning like gears and beginning to analyze the mysteries contained within them.
If only one person is doing such an action, not to mention the issue of the wrong occasion, it will take at least seven days and seven nights to get preliminary results. But what are the things around you? Twenty-one World Trees! Lin!
Directly call on the computing power of the trees to thoroughly analyze the inside and outside of the Elf Emperor's Bow.
During the process, the calculations of a certain tree improved by leaps and bounds, as if there were no obstacles at all. Lin looked at the elves surrounding him, holding the ancient Yggdrasil, and asked about the water bottle in his hand.
Zhi: "Your Majesty, you seem to be very familiar with this weapon? The analysis progress is much faster than everyone else."
Without communicating through others, the dead branch in the water bottle directly said: "Of course it is familiar. That little guy came to me and asked me to provide easy-to-shape materials to make a weapon. I asked someone to give it to him.
A bucket of resin, and some ideas for use. It was the first time I saw the finished product."
When he heard it was an 'acquaintance', there must be some gossip. Lin asked smoothly: "Oh, Your Majesty Youke knows that, um, the eighth emperor of the Elf Empire?"
"Yes, he was a good young man. He relied on his own efforts and a few opportunities to become a god. It's a pity that he died in the end." The ancient man said with nostalgia.
"Dead? What happened?" Lin Bai asked intently.
"Killed by the Demon King in the Dark Ages."
... Only then did someone realize what a stupid question he had asked. Considering that the Demon King was now living in the same place as him, someone changed the subject before getting burned and asked: "Since His Majesty Youke is willing to give away his own materials."
, I think I have a very good relationship with His Majesty the Emperor."
"That's right. So when he lit the divine fire, I helped him by the way. However, his successors were not very good at it. They directly used their ancestors to become gods and asked all things in the world to surrender to the Elf Emperor. I refused, so he
Sent a legion to look for trouble. After being annihilated by me, I temporarily cut off the tribe's contact with the outside world and fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up, the Golden Dynasty no longer existed. The young man also hid in his own
There was no contact with me in the Kingdom of God. When I heard news about him again, it was the news that he was killed by the Demon King, the Kingdom of God was destroyed, and his godhead was shattered."
"Haha." Mentioning this incident again, someone could only pass it off with a smile. But for Wilder Walker Fu Teng, a kingdom official who was familiar with the history of elves, he seemed to have heard something puzzling in the history of the empire.
Mysterious, he asked tremblingly: "Your Majesty Yggdrasil, which legion was it that you annihilated at that time?"
Although many elves seemed to be interested in this question, I asked it but received no answer.
Feeling angry, Wildwalk Fu Teng suddenly realized one thing. The other party was not a common people or a foreign visitor who needed to kowtow to him. Instead, he could be on an equal footing with his own king... no, even the wise monarch Lian He.
They don't even have the qualifications to be equals.
The fat elf couldn't help but turn his eyes for help to the human being who could talk to the world trees. Of course the person being looked at knew his intention. This level of small help was just a small effort, not a big deal.
It's a favor; but if you don't do it, you may be remembered for the rest of your life. So Lin still opened his mouth to help and asked:
"By the way, His Majesty Youke, did the legion you destroyed back then have any special symbols or flags?" Lin considered that one of the possible reasons why the fat elf's question was not answered was because the question was not clear.
.From the perspective of the World Tree, if an enemy invades and is killed, who will care about the enemy's background. But if you ask about the characteristics, you should be able to tell four or five or six.
"If we really want to talk about special signs, there is a flag that is very special. It is made of special gold. The additional magic is a constant and gives various powerful auxiliary effects to the marked creatures within a certain range. At least including divine speed, giant
Magical effects such as strength, stone skin, sharp eyes, etc. The flag is about two people high, with an eagle spreading its wings at the top. Things are thrown into the treasure house of the tribe. If arranged according to time, it should be very deep. It is estimated to be a thousand years old.
No one has touched it, and I don’t know if the magic effect has turned into scrap metal due to exhaustion of power."
One of the top ten unsolved mysteries of the Golden Dynasty of the Elf Empire is the collective disappearance of the Golden Eagle Legion, the powerful empire. This legion gathered all the strong men in the empire and could be said to be the most powerful group force in the land at that time, but it was at the forefront.
Zhengjian's heyday disappeared without a trace.
There are different opinions on the reasons. Some say that they rebelled, some say that the expedition to another dimension failed and they were exiled to a foreign land. Some even say that they were involved in the disputes among the kings at that time, which laid hidden dangers for future brotherly feuds and the division of the empire. In order to silence them, the whole clan
The elite regiment was buried.
But if the attack on World Tree failed and the entire legion was annihilated, it is indeed necessary to conceal the truth. Because for the Elf Empire, the ancient Yggdrasil of World Tree is the guardian of the empire. It is its strongest legion.
How could such a scandal be made public to the world when he was killed by his own guardian?
And this can also explain why in the history of the elves, with the disappearance of the Golden Eagle Legion as a turning point, the empire's national fortunes turned from prosperity to decline and began to decline.
Losing a strong man of a legion is not just a matter of this legion. Behind all soldiers there is a family, or even a family. These elves lost their trust in the empire because they could not get the truth about the disappearance of their relatives. Because there was no
Trust, so the lack of cooperation with national policies almost delayed the political affairs of a small half of the empire, and also laid hidden dangers for subsequent divisions.
On the other hand, of course, it is the separation from the guardian, the World Tree Yggdrasil. Even if the empire does not need the protection of the World Tree, the various materials prefixed with the World Tree are all top-notch magic materials in the land.
.When the sources are reduced or even eliminated, the impact on a country is not insignificant. At least some top props or equipment will be cut off.
When Wildwalk Futeng realized that what he heard might be the hidden history of the Elf Empire, he only felt a toothache. For a moment, he didn't know whether to tell it; even if he did, it was necessary.
Should it be reported through formal channels, or should it be treated as a joke in the pub?
But even if this is the undesirable truth of the Elf Empire, it happened thousands of years ago. Even if the elves are a long-lived species, the lifespan of extraordinary beings is longer than that of ordinary elves, and there is no trace of that era left today.
For people, the problem of face does not exist at all.
Compared with the face of the empire in the past, another urgent task is in the hands of that human magician. The national treasure of the Elf Emperor's Bow has become that magician's trophy. How to speak and how to redeem the things have become the issues in front of us.
Problem. No matter what, I couldn't let the magician take away the kingdom's treasure.
But under the watchful eye of a group of wood elves, Wildwalk Fu Teng had no confidence at all that he could leave behind this treasured bow inherited from the former empire.
Compared with the inner activities of the fat elf, someone who is not very familiar with the history of elves does not have so many and complicated thoughts. Lin just listened to World Tree's statements about past history as ancient stories, and his whole energy was still focused on
Analyze the bow in front of you.
With the help of the twenty-one World Trees, the analysis work was completed in a short time. The treasure bow floating in the air also slowly fell into Lin's hand. However, the hot Shanyu in his hand, someone thought...
I didn't want to, so I just threw it to the fat elf aside. "Come on, put your things away yourself."
Wilder Walker Fu Teng, who was unprepared for the sudden fall of happiness, quickly and urgently, hugged the bow directly to his chest, and then bared his teeth and cracked his mouth. Oh my god, this hurts too much. But even if it happens again
It hurt, and he didn't dare to throw things on the ground.
Whether you throw it away or not is a secondary matter. If someone is disrespectful and is reported by colleagues or juniors who covet their position, they will have to go to the mine. So even if the power emanating from the Bow of the Elf King is no longer
Vicious, Wild Walker Fu Teng could only grit his teeth, carefully hold it in different hands, and try his best to resist the strong and devouring energy.