Chapter 78 Can I have one? (First update on the shelves)
World Tree is the scientific name. Among the elves, it has another title - the God of Life. It is it that gives life to the elves and protects them to thrive.
Galadel said: "I don't know. The distance is too far and the God of Life cannot detect it, but I am sure it is not within the range of the elves."
The Elf Empire is covered by the divine power of the World Tree. If it is within this range, the specific location will definitely be sensed.
"Look for it, send someone to find it, no matter where it is, even in the abyss, we must find it." The sadness on Gaillard's face disappeared, replaced by excitement and excitement.
In the past, no buds could sprout. It was like infertility. No matter how much emotion and strength you put in, there was nowhere to release it.
It's different now. Now that it has sprouted, the remaining goal is to find it. That is not the responsibility of you alone, but the mission of everyone in the entire Elf Empire.
"What if it's within the human sphere of influence?" Galadel said worriedly.
Gaillard said without hesitation: "If he is willing to return the seedlings of the World Tree, the Elf Empire is willing to pay any price, including me."
"What? Your Majesty!" Galadel exclaimed.
Galadelia is known as the most beautiful queen in the history of the Elf Empire. Her beauty is the kind of otherworldly beauty. Her eyes are as deep as the stars, and her facial features are in perfect proportion. She has a different beauty from every angle. Just this picture
The face can make people look at it all the time.
Since she ascended the throne as king, in the past few years, countless humans have been obsessed with her. Of course, none dare to show it officially. It is just that on the black market, there are many products about the Elf Queen, peripherals, and original flavors, almost all of them.
It is a fake and pirated version, but it is very popular among humans.
A spiritual painting of the Elf Queen can be sold for more than 5,000 magic crystals, and the price is unparalleled.
The so-called spiritual paintings are works that spiritual magicians use magic to depict on canvas. When you look at such paintings, you can feel that the people in the paintings are coming off the canvas as if they are alive and lifelike.
But even such paintings can hardly express the beauty of Gaillard, and many of them are even fake, because many painters have never even seen the Elf Queen herself. How can they draw spiritual paintings? They can just find an elf and use their imagination to draw it.
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There was once a powerful man who was so bold that he offered a reward for the Elf Queen on the black market. However, before the bounty could be posted, the home of the powerful man was confiscated. The royal family was so angry that they deprived him of his title.
The Tiwan Empire has learned from the past. This is still a battle between two human empires. If something happens to the Elf Queen, then humans and elves will really fight to the death.
The Queen of Elf is so beautiful that people covet her to destroy her country, but now she says that she is "willing to pay any price" including her.
Galadel asked hesitantly: "What if I am disabled or an old man? Is that okay?"
Gaillard had a dark look on his face: "I mean, even if it involves the sacrifice of me, it's fine. Where are you thinking about it?"
"Oh oh oh, this is the price..."
But when it comes to the World Tree, sacrificing the Elf Queen may not be easy. Galadel had to ask: "What if humans are determined not to surrender?"
Gaillard smiled: "Lauder, do you know how the Church of Light, which has the largest number of believers in the human world, harvests faith?"
Lauder is the nickname of Galadel. Only people who are close to her will call her this. If it is not between relatives, calling her this way means that they want to have a heart-to-heart talk.
Galadel looked solemn and a little more serious. She knew Drad and knew that her next words must be treated with caution.
"The Church of Light will launch holy wars to continue to harvest faith. The elimination of heretics is just an excuse for them. The real purpose is faith. The God of Life is our God. It is related to the rise and fall of the entire elves and is worthy of any representation we make.
Come and protect it. If humans are unwilling to surrender, then launch a holy war, a holy war for the elves."
A huge crossbow arrow was placed on the Eagle siege crossbow machine. Four tall elves worked hard to wind it up and adjust it to the highest shooting position. The crossbow arrow did not have a sharp metal arrow, but instead had a huge buzzing sound.
The bowstring made of twisted World Tree fibers suddenly contracted and tightened, and the crossbow arrow was shot out, making a long and sharp sound that spread far away.
In the shade of the woods, an elf heard the sound of chirping, and his expression perked up. He nimbly climbed up the treetop, and caught the crossbow arrow that pierced the sky with his sharp eyes. He immediately took out the chirping arrow from the quiver behind him and shot it into the sky.
Shoot up.
As the sound spread, every tens or hundreds of meters, a dingdi shot up from the treetops, spreading the sound like a relay. Even if the crossbow arrow lost its kinetic energy and fell, the dingdi shot by the elves did not.
Stopped, they seemed to spread like ripples, until they spread to the entire Elf Empire.
Deep in the dark forest, in the empty shadow at the root of the tree, a hand suddenly opened his hood, revealing a face with exquisite magic patterns. The shadow was distorted, and the figure of an elf was in the shadow.
was revealed.
"Is it the wail of the elves? What happened?" The magic pattern elf looked up at the sky.
Hands constantly stretched out from the shadows around them, lifting their hoods to reveal their figures. In the empty shadows, dozens of magic pattern elves gathered, and they all raised their heads to the sky in unison.
After being at a loss for a while, the magic pattern elf suddenly remembered what this meant. He put his fingers in his mouth and blew, and a whistle sounded.
Black panthers jumped down from the trees, carrying the magic pattern elves and disappeared in the direction of the beeping sound.
In the elf village next to the stream deep in the forest, the elf family was eating dinner and looked confused when they heard the sound of chirping.
After a while, the guards of the village shot a relay of beeps into the sky, and then the older elf came out to explain the meaning of the beeps, causing an uproar.
That night, the female elf put on her leather armor, packed dry food and weapons, said goodbye to her husband and children, and set off on her journey.
Groups of elves came out of the depths of the forest, like trickles that merged into small streams, small creeks merged into large rivers, and large rivers turned into torrents.
A giant tree rose from the ground, shook the soil carried by the roots on its feet, and slowly took steps. In the forest, countless such giant trees moved slowly, and the war treemen of the elves moved.
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All the power converged on the edge of the forest, the Elf City Greenleaf City, which bordered the human territory. When a steady stream of Elf warriors, archers, magicians, giant war trees, eagle-style crossbows, double-headed flying dragons, etc., poured into Greenleaf City
At that time, the entire human world was shaken.
The Elf Empire moved. They were like a world tree with tangled roots. The moment they moved, the whole world was shaken.
The top leaders of all human countries held a high-level remote meeting through the magic circle. The highly respected Emperor Frederick the Great lost his temper and roared:
"Who is it! Who is it! Who captured the Elf Queen?! Why did the entire Elf Empire move! Although Gaillard is beautiful, he is already over two hundred years old, older than your grandmother's grandmother! You are
are you crazy!"
Frederick squirted, and the attendant came over and whispered something. Frederick was stunned: "What!? Nothing happened to the Elf Queen? So, those elves are crazy?"
All countries received a diplomatic note from the Elf Empire at almost the same time: "Hand over the saplings of the World Tree, and you will gain the friendship of the elves. Destroy the saplings of the World Tree, and we will launch a holy war until death."
Ah? World tree? Seedling? Holy war? What the hell? All human countries are confused.
Anthony, who also attended the meeting, secretly wondered: "World Tree? Why have I heard this name recently? Where did I hear it?"
"Oh, by the way, the God of Knowledge said that he is studying how to plant the World Tree. Haha, what a big tone. The God of Knowledge is studying how to plant the God of Life of elves. Can that thing be planted?"
Back in the secret room, two black warriors floated out dejectedly, including Polk. Anthony used an element converter and 200,000 magic crystals to replace both the holy skeleton and Polk.
return.
"How do you feel?" Anthony asked. After changing back, he rushed to the meeting and did not have time to ask about the situation.
Polk shook his head: "I feel very bad. A lot of my memories have been erased. I can't remember many things. Now my soul is dizzy."
Anthony nodded with a genuine expression: "As expected of the God of Knowledge, he has considered everything comprehensively. Even old friends are on guard. Forget it, you go down and have a good rest."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Polk saluted and retreated. Suddenly, Polk stopped, turned around and asked, "Your Majesty, have you also erased some of our memories?"
Anthony nodded calmly: "Of course, you know how critical my current position is. I must erase some things from my memory for you. Otherwise, I will be very passive if such a situation occurs. I hope you understand."
His Majesty spoke so frankly, and the two Polks felt relieved. Yes, if we don't erase some memories, if they are captured again like this time, wouldn't everything be leaked?
Saluting again, the two black warriors retreated.
Anthony sat there with a sullen face for a while, then suddenly exhaled uncontrollably, scratched the sparse hair on his forehead, and murmured: "These children are getting harder and harder to fool."
First, use a group purification technique to clean up the remaining weak aura of the Black Warrior, then move out the holy body and shine the holy light on it.
Under normal circumstances, the holy corpse can be resurrected by the priest, but this time the angel went to do private work, so Anthony had to do it himself, and the holy light flourished for a while.
According to the standard of the Holy Light used by Ange to resurrect the Angel Skeleton, the Angel Skeleton required 7,000 Holy Light, but this Holy Skeleton only used 3,000 Holy Light. It is not known whether Anthony's Holy Light was too strong or the Holy Skeleton was too weak.
It took seven days to resurrect the holy body in stages. Before the angel woke up, Anthony leaned into the angel's ear and murmured a strange sound.
When the angel woke up and saw Anthony, he reported: "All the heretics have been eliminated."
Anthony smiled kindly: "Well done, kid, the Holy Light is with you."
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Resting in the abyss, they had no idea that it would cause such a big shock. Ange, Negris and Lightning were discussing around the dozen seedlings.
Lightning asked eagerly: "Can I eat one?"
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