After looking at Caesar and Savid, Jiang Li should be sure that the conservatives and explorations of the elves are indeed re -integrated.
"Elder ... Go and call them all the patriarchs. For details, I can explain it to you."
Jiang Li gave Nami a credible look.
"good!"
Nicholas Caesar glanced deeply at Jiang Li, and then a strange sound wave came out. Within a long time, Don Quixote Saint Mary, Najun Duo and Naji have arrived.
When they saw Nami and Don Quixote Lawrence here, they suddenly showed joy and quickly stepped forward to talk to their daughters and sons.
"Everyone ... the situation is urgent, and about what happened in the mist, I briefly say a few words, this is the case ..."
What Jiang Li will happen in the realm of fog, try to streamline it as much as possible, told all the high -level high -levels of the elves.
After listening to Jiangli's description, the senior management of the elves such as Nicholas Caesar, Don Quixote St. Mary, Blatt and Molton, all sighed.
"Hehe ... I'm right? Is it true that things are derived from you.
Nicholas Savich said slightly.
"Shut up, don't speak, no one treats you dumb."
Caesar scolded, this time he was really a little angry, is it a time to disaster?
If one is not handled, the entire elves are likely to be completely buried.
"Nami is located in the spatial barriers of the overlap of the fog and the overlapping space of the fog world. Using the principle of hedging, the power of everyone has opened up a passage to the outside world. Now everyone immediately takes a long -distance large transmission array."
Jiang Li has a joy on his face. This time, as long as the elves do not have an accident, everything else can be said in the future.
But after listening to his words, none of the senior executives of the elves present showed their joy. They were all sad, and they kept silent.
"Daddy, Mom ... Grandpa ... Several elders, what's wrong with you? Now there is a way to escape from successful, shouldn't you be happy? Why do you seem to be unhappy at all?"
Nami watched her mother St. Mary and her father Na.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Li had some bad thoughts in his heart.
If you can really leave this place through opening the space channel, the elf clan is blocked in this endless light and yin, and it is impossible to try it. It must be a failure.
Sure enough, only listening to Don Quixote St. Mary touched her daughter's head, and her voice said with a somewhat desperate: "Daughter ... you are really amazing, and I have thoughts."
"However, our elves, the past generations were cursed. This misty world is a prison cage, a locking of our prison cage."
"We can leave the oasis and wander in this misty world. Although we will be suppressed by the fog, there will be no problems in a short time."
"But once you leave the world, we will die immediately."
"Our ancestors of the elves have also appeared to have an extraordinary peerless genius. In the same way as you, he gathered all the power of the elves, and also united the Hachi snake, which successfully opened the channel to the outside world."
"At that moment, our ancestors thought that the elves were about to be liberated, and they would never be restrained and bond."
"However, when our ancestors embarked on the passage, they were quickly strangled and died. Since then, leaving the misty world, it has become the taboo of our elves."
"So, when the fog world is facing the doomsday, we can only be destroyed."
After the words, Saint Mary has burst into tears.
There is no hope, the elves have no hope. The daughter brought back, just the hope of a daughter's self -righteousness.
"Is this like this? Why ... why ... Our elf family, even if you leave the misty world, are you wiped out?"
Nami's decadence fell to the ground, and tears couldn't control the slide again.
Jiang Li on the side is also speechless for a long time.
He did not expect that there was such a stubble.
What kind of mistakes did the elves have made such a big mistake?
"No ... I don't believe it ... I don't believe that we really can't leave! I want to try it, that is the only hope!"
Nami fluttered red wings and flew up again.
"Nami! Don't do stupid things, we can continue to find a way."
Jiang Li stopped Nami.
"How can there be any way ... the disaster is at hand, we have no chance, and now we can only fight hard."
Nami's voice was miserable.
"Fighting to death, it's not to send to death!"
Jiang Li shouted quickly. He could feel Nami's deep despair at this moment, but in the face of despair, he was not stupid or messy, but to think calmly.
"We, no hope!"
Don Quixote St. Mary, it is already desperate at this moment.
She looked at the distance, the five -way energy storm column, and the oasis of the elves have been less than thousands of miles.
Nicholas Caesar held the hand of the staff slightly trembling. He turned his head back, and asked Blatt a little uncomfortable: "The temple ... still there is still no new deities now?"
Blatt's complexion is also very ugly. How much he wants to have a new deity, but in fact, he can only shake his head.
"Whether or not ... you immediately go to the deities to take a look, maybe, maybe your perception is wrong. Our god has dropped the new god."
Nicholas Caesar trembled.
"yes."
Even if it is known that it is impossible to perceive the error, Blatt nodded. In this end of the world, doing everything itself is futile, but it can at least make yourself feel at ease.
For a period of suffocation, until the death came.
"Everyone ... what's the matter with the towering tower of the sky?"
Looking at the most conspicuous tower in the elves villages, Jiang Li asked some doubts, and he clearly remembered that when he left the elves tribe, he was clearly not such a high tower.
"This is not a tower, but the" Make -ups Big Array "created by the Elf clan based on the" God ".
This time, even the oracle has deceived us. "
Nicholas Caesar's staff was stamped on the ground, but it was extremely hopeless.
Old men like them will die when they die, but the inheritance of the elven civilization will be cut off here. This is what saddens him the most.
Will the torch of civilization that has been passed down from generation to generation really come to an end here?