Chapter 2203 Wei Que has a nest, and Wei Jiu lives in it
The rugged mountains are no longer peaceful, at least not on the side adjacent to the Shimmer Elves. The nearly a thousand cavalry stationed there all have their heads missing, and there is blue-black mucus attached to the surface of their bodies.
The Killing Wetlands flowed with blood, and the wild beasts that originally thrived here provoked terrifying beings that must not be provoked, and eventually became prey.
The Dawn Mountain is littered with corpses, because that guy overestimates his capabilities and dares to challenge an absolute powerhouse from another dimension.
Hymns in praise of the goddess of nature no longer sounded in the plains of the elements. There were very few Druids left in the already sparse population, and those who survived were all prostrate on the ground.
Along the way, any creature that dares to block the footsteps of the Green Abyss Familia has no chance of living anymore. This is just because he is now more and more interested in prey, which is a wonderful taste that he has never tasted before.
Looking at the direction it was traveling, it turned out to be the hinterland of the Shimmering Forest, or to be precise, the World Tree that the pure-blood elves had guarded for millions of years.
At dawn, the Green Abyss Familia finally stopped and saw that his eyes were already fixed on the towering ancient tree. As for the pure-blood elves with ferocious expressions around them, he completely ignored them.
"Where did the madman come from? He was stained with the blood of the descendant of the goddess of nature, and he was immediately captured without mercy!"
"If you take another half step forward, you will be strangled by us!"
Salaman, financial officer of Shimmer Forest, peak powerhouse, transformed into Chimera. Although Salaman has never left the Elf Continent, he is a well-known master.
It can be said that it was his decision in his early years that allowed the Chimera tribe to thrive to this day. Otherwise, with the slow pace of a dozen cubs per year, the Chimera tribe would have been extinct long ago.
Therefore, Salaman's heart is more grateful to the elves, whether they are pure-blood elves or the dark elves who migrated to the ancient continent. However, when the elf continent was in danger, he never backed down in the face of danger.
But as soon as he said that, his body was cut in half as soon as he took a step forward. Compared with his previous words, they seemed a bit ridiculous.
"I have no intention of taking action, but if anyone comes to disturb my eating again, then all of them will die."
"But a group of ants dare to scream in front of me. Are ants in this dimension so arrogant?"
The Green Abyss Familia commented like this, showing a tyrannical attitude. The pure-blooded elves gathered around were very angry when they heard this, but no one really dared to refute. After all, even Salaman died suddenly, so how could he
How should we deal with goods?
However, a handsome young man suddenly stood up. He gracefully bowed to the Green Abyss Familia and then chanted a magic spell in the ancient Elf language.
"Restrictions are lifted, thousands of blades are scattered, blood rain dyes the sky red, the last carnival of broken limbs, in my name, the hurricane field!"
"The sound waves are buzzing, the thin wings are trembling slightly, the giant yellow and green cocoon, the hard horns of the tentacles covered with barbs, in my name, summon the swarm of insects!"
Elinora, a pure-blooded elf prince, a peak powerhouse, a great natural mage, and the holder of the Fragrant Stem (two-handed staff).
It is worthy of being synonymous with elegance. Even when facing extremely vicious madmen, it shows the unique temperament of the pure-blood elves.
However, his smile froze in an instant, and the pure-blood elf prince Elinora, who was so proud of herself just a second ago, flew backwards dozens of meters away and passed out.
However, the two natural spells he cast did not cause any harm to the Green Abyss Familia. On the contrary, they were all devoured in the end.
The touch of the world tree (one-handed staff) in the hand of pure-blood elf queen Nydia fell aside, and she was seen lying on the grass with a disgraced face, no longer showing her usual majesty, let alone any elegance.
A mouthful of blood spurted out again. Pure-blood Elf Queen Nidia sighed, and then raised her hand to signal the cavalry to retreat.
She has had close contact with Boom Yishin and the seven others, so she naturally understands best that no matter the peak powerhouse or the ancient ferocious beast, it is not the end, and even the legendary gods may fall.
But as the monarch of this continent, Nidia naturally would not sit idly by and ignore it, even if such a situation had been anticipated.
In a daze, cracks appeared in the totem of faith that had been firm for thousands of years, and there were strong signs of collapse at any time. If Boom and his seven people are the enlighteners, then the Green Abyss Familia are the murderers who add fuel to the fire.
Originally, in the hearts of every pure-blood elf, as long as the World Tree was protected, this continent would never be invaded by anyone and would never have any disputes with the world.
But in fact, whether it was Boom and his group of seven, or the Green Abyss Familia who suddenly invaded, they were able to do whatever they wanted, killing the pure-blood elves under the witness of the World Tree.
Where are the legendary miracles, and when will the ability of the self-proclaimed goddess of nature's back garden be realized, and the rewards of guarding it for thousands of years? Is it possible that there is only such a tragic result, and is everything a deception?
A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the pure-blood elf queen Nydia, or perhaps more of a reluctance. She watched countless people die tragically, her financial officer was cut in half, and her only son was already unconscious.
"This will be my territory from now on. Anyone who dares to come close will become my food."
"I'm not interested in knowing the dogma of this dimensional space, or ants like you can't convince me."
After speaking, the Green Abyss Familia waved their hands. A cyclone fused with the power of chaos swept the pure-blood elf Queen Nidia and Prince Elinora more than ten meters away.
Looking at the Green Abyss Familia, they were standing alone in front of the World Tree. From the beginning to the end, his eyes never left the World Tree, as if the other party was not a holy object of the pure-blood elves at all, but a delicious lunch.
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Some pure-blood elves who were still hesitating had no idea of ​​resistance after seeing those dense space cracks. After all, they were strange signs that even the top experts could not induce, and it also proved from the side that at least what the other party said was true.
, there is no doubt about its strength.
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Pure-blood Elf Queen Nydia ordered softly, and then ordered people to properly resettle Prince Elinora. Her idea was simple, rather than continue to consume the power of the entire ethnic group, it was better to stop here.
In other words, she has already questioned the World Tree and the ideas that the elves have inherited for millions of years.
In her opinion, faith should be something that everyone gets what they need. Those who serve have contributed decisively, and they should naturally receive some kind of protection.
However, in reality, no matter it was the offense committed by Boom and his seven people, or the invasion of the Green Abyss Familia, it seemed that only the clansmen tried their best to resist, but the world showed no response and was vulnerable.
Reaching out and touching the grass soaked in blood, the pure-blood elf queen Nidia sighed, no longer nostalgic for the World Tree behind her, and only hoped that her tribe could survive by chance.
She has read poetry and books since she was a child, and it can be said that she is no worse than any scholar from the Principality of Moroniel. But at this moment, she suddenly felt that she was the most ignorant person, so ignorant that she wasted the lives of many people in her tribe.
Protect a plant.
"There is no distinction between high and low for any ethnic group, only strength..."
Nidia murmured to herself. In her eyes, the pure-blooded elven cavalry around them were no longer like mere scraps that she could squander, but more like flesh-and-blood handicrafts.
The Touch of the World Tree (one-handed staff) in his hand was squeezed and creaked, and the surging power of life soared into the sky, saving all the tribesmen who had not yet had a breath of life.
But even so, she never sensed a response from the World Tree. This made her completely heartbroken and completely overturned the thinking pattern of thousands of years.