Chapter 508 Do not provoke, do not provoke, do not talk about the taboo
The huge square was filled with dead silence.
The elf leader Doris, the elf elder Carol, and dozens of senior elf tribe leaders all had dull expressions on their faces, looking at the light and shadow that appeared in front of them.
That's their mother!
The tribe's most sacred dark elf mother tree.
When they first met, they were pleasantly surprised.
I thought the Elf Mother Tree was finally going to transform and save the tribe.
But the result made them even more desperate.
The expression of surprise was frozen on the delicate and beautiful cheeks.
All the dark elves looked at the wisdom of the Elf Mother Tree in disbelief.
When they were firmly guarding the tribe, their most trusted mother actually surrendered first?
And he chose to surrender without any resistance.
This makes them feel incredible.
And it’s hard to accept.
"Mother, we have not lost yet!"
"There is still hope for the tribe!"
A tribal leader holding an elf sword shouted angrily: "Why did you choose to surrender? You are the elf mother tree, the most powerful war weapon of our elf family. You can transform into an ancient tree man to save the tribe!"
"Mother, you cannot surrender!"
Other high-ranking elves also cried out sadly.
In their opinion, the tribe's Elf Mother Tree possesses a powerful combat power comparable to that of extraordinary professionals.
Even if there is no way to repel all the angels, you can still take some of the tribe members to escape from the battlefield, so that the entire tribe will not be wiped out.
But the Elf Mother Tree surrendered without a fight.
…
The light and shadow of the elf mother tree is an illusory female figure.
She has a beautiful face like an elf.
At this time, her expression was very complicated.
For her, surrender was also a very difficult decision.
Since the end of the Dark Ages, no elf mother tree has ever bowed its head to the aliens. She is the first.
She didn't know whether her choice was right.
Perhaps, she will become a shame in the history of the dark elves!
But, she had to do it!
She is not afraid of fighting, nor is she afraid of death.
She just didn't want to make a pointless resistance.
Because resistance means that elves will die at the hands of those angels, and may even lead to the destruction of the tribe.
That terrifying existence was not a very patient person. Her eyes always showed indifference and arrogance, as if all living things were ants in her eyes.
Including her, the spirit of the Elf Mother Tree.
…
"You made a smart decision!"
Angelia, the seraphim standing high in the sky, looked down at the wisdom of the Elf Mother Tree and said with admiration: "You have opened a door to a new world for the humble dark elves!"
"Behind this door, there is infinite glory and hope!"
Angelia slowly walked down, and the angels behind her all lowered their heads. She said to the wisdom of the Elf Mother Tree: "The future dark elves will be happy because of your decision!"
"All I ask is that you forgive my children!"
The spirit of the Elf Mother Tree said with a wry smile.
What will happen in the future, she doesn't know.
She only knew that her children should not die like this.
"certainly!"
Angelia said in a calm tone: "They are my Lord's believers. As long as they serve the Lord of Holy Light faithfully, no one can harm them, including the Elf God."
Regarding Angelia’s words~
The wisdom of the Elf Mother Tree is non-committal.
The founder of the elves, the goddess of nature and elves, is the supreme deity.
Legend has it that it is powerful in all directions on the battlefields of all realms, and has made countless gods bow their heads.
But the person in front of her is now only at the king level.
Whether it can truly protect them is hard to say.
As for the Lord of Holy Light, she has never seen it and dare not make any guesses. After all, this is disrespectful to the "gods", even if the Lord of Holy Light has not yet become a god.
…
The spirit of the Elf Mother Tree turned around.
Look at Doris, Carol and other senior leaders of the dark elf tribe.
She sighed slightly and said: "Put down your weapons, my children, this is not an order, but my request to you!"
All the high-level dark elves looked at each other.
However, no one was the first to put down their weapons.
At this time, Doris stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and asked the wisdom of the elf mother tree: "Mother, are you afraid of dying on the battlefield?"
"In the dark ages, how many elven mother trees turned into withered bones on the battlefield."
"How many dark elves are there fighting for the survival of the tribe?"
"Have you forgotten all of this?"
The wisdom of the Elf Mother Tree shook its head and said: "I dare not forget the glory of my ancestors! The blood of the ancient tree people is still flowing in my body. I can always hear the call of war!"
Upon hearing this, Doris fell silent immediately.
After a long time, she raised her dark red eyes and looked deeply into the spirit of the elf mother tree.
After noticing the complex emotions in the eyes of the Elf Mother Tree...
She seemed to realize something.
Finally, Doris put away the dagger.
Seeing this, other high-level elves also put down their weapons, including the great elf elder Carol, who is a king-level dark elemental master.
After that, there was no resistance.
A group of high-ranking elves let the bright light envelope them.
At this moment, they walked out of the darkness and became creatures of the holy and light camp.
It can be clearly felt that the aura of holy light is exuding from their bodies, and even the staff of the elf elder Carol also overflows with sacred brilliance.
This is an elemental mutation!
As for what it will become in the end, no one knows.
…
The wisdom of the Elf Mother Tree looked at Angelia and said: "There is no way for my body to leave the tribe and go to the surface world unless I transform into an ancient tree man."
"But at that time, I will also lose the ability to reproduce elves."
Angelia said lightly: "It depends on your luck. If you are lucky, you will be reborn. If you are not lucky, you will still die!"
The elf mother tree was stunned for a moment.
He sighed slightly and said, "Everything is subject to your wishes!"
At this time, Angelia suddenly saluted in the direction of the territory, as if she had received some instruction.
Then, she issued the order to destroy the core building of the Dark Elf tribe [Conference Hall].
Under the wisdom of the Elf Mother Tree and the gaze of thousands of dark elves...
A group of beautiful and holy angels swarmed up.
Two rounds of attacks destroyed the tribe's meeting hall.
At the same time, other buildings in the elven tribe, including walls, seemed to be shrouded by some kind of destructive force, and collapsed one after another, turning into ruins.
Of course, there is also the Elf Mother Tree.
The elf mother tree, which is hundreds of meters high, withers and decays at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a few seconds, it turned into a rotten wooden pile.
The light and shadow standing in the square also disappeared.
"Mother!"
Almost all the dark elves cried in grief at this moment.
Faith does not allow them to look at the death of the Elf Mother Tree calmly.
Their souls have not been distorted by faith in nature. Except for their faith and loyalty to Lin Yu, they still retain all their previous emotions.
Just at this time.
A drawing with a faint golden light floated out from the remains of the Elf Mother Tree.
Seeing this scene, Angelia raised her eyebrows slightly.