In the central area of the Whispering Forest, the huge tree crown blocks out the sky and the sun, and the dots are like stars, decorating the thickest ancient tree.
It is hundreds of meters high, and its interior is composed of large tree houses. As for the top floor, it is the palace of the Dark Elf Queen.
The breeze sent a leaf into it, and after circling for a while, it fell in front of the throne. A pair of beautiful eyes opened slightly, and the cold murderous intention instantly filled the entire palace.
Donna, Queen of the Dark Elf, four-winged killer, master of the arcane blade (dagger), a peak powerhouse who has lived for nearly a thousand years.
Time seemed to go back quickly with the halo. It was a sunny afternoon when Donna was born. A continuous drizzle fell in the desolate highland, but the rain could not cover up the bloody feeling.
Qi.
The handsome dark elf man had no time to pay attention to his daughter, because he had lost an arm at this moment, and his whole body was shaky and his face was pale.
The gentle pure-blood elf woman smiled miserably. She wanted to strangle her daughter to death with her own hands, but she couldn't bring herself to do so. Kissing her forehead deeply, the woman crawled towards her husband, her only lover.
Both are peak powerhouses, but because they belong to different camps, they are always tit for tat. But due to a certain opportunity, feelings developed between the two, and they got out of hand.
From a simple conversation, to confirming the relationship, and finally leaving hand in hand. The bright future seems to be at dawn tomorrow, and the formation of the Golden Ling Archer and the Grand Magister is almost invincible.
But they didn't have any chance to escape, and they couldn't even get out of the desolate highlands. Time passed day by day, and the two of them joined hands to fight against the enemy. For a time, both the Whispering Forest and the Shimmering Forest were suffering from headaches.
But as the woman's belly swelled day by day, all the fighting fell on her husband's shoulders. The bow and arrows were exhausted, the sword broke, and the last magic crystal turned into powder.
The wife looked at the familiar or unfamiliar faces, and a sad smile appeared on her face. She was seen holding her husband's hand with one hand, and the other hand was gently touching her daughter's eyebrow.
"In my name, I will protect your soul, and your life will last for eternity, and the stars will hang high for thousands of years, guarding your soul!" The wife's wand seemed to sense the despair of its owner, and then it broke on its own.
That day, the desolate highland was wrapped in green, all the rotten trees sprouted new shoots, and all the pain disappeared. The little baby opened his eyes, which were a pair of bright red eyes, without any ripples in them.
"Bring her back to the Whispering Forest. Since this is the will of the gods, we can't go against it." The previous generation of Dark Elf Queen said softly.
From that day on, Donna became a dark elf, and as time passed, her talents gradually emerged.
The terrifying speed of Dou Qi cultivation, the almost sleepless days and nights, and the cruelty with a heart as solid as stone. Donna became a peak powerhouse in less than a hundred years, and after another hundred years, she transformed into a four-winged person.
Killer.
That night, the Dark Elf Queen informed her of her identity as a mixed elf. Donna didn't react at all, but turned her sights to the Shimmering Forest.
Hate! Boundless hate! In Donna's heart, instead of being affected by her parents' actions before they died, she found them extremely ridiculous.
"If you don't have the ability, don't try to do something beyond your ability. That's not courage, but stupidity!" This is what Donna said most often, and now it seems very appropriate here.
After being given the arcane blade and stationed in the Dark Elf King Tree, Donna only relied on her own strength and could hardly meet an opponent at the age of five hundred.
However, this simple mechanical life was suddenly broken. The Shimmer Forest gathered allies, and the war between the two elven races was about to break out.
The smell of blood spread in the air, the screams of her kin were endless, and the clamor of pure-blood elves was still in my ears. In the end, almost all the strong men fell, and even the Queen of Dark Elf was not spared. From that day on, Donna became
She became the new queen and became the face of the bright moon who leads the dark elves
"I don't like useless people, and I don't like those pure-blood elves." This was the first sentence she said on the throne, and it was only one more sentence.
Perhaps in Donna's heart, she doesn't like either the Whispering Forest to which her father belongs, or the Shimmering Forest to which her mother belongs.
That kind of hatred is the light after falling into despair. It is only when you get closer that you realize that it is just another disappointment for the fireflies. The Whispering Forest has become colder since then. All professionals are proud to be able to enter the King Tree, and they are also afraid of being blocked from the door.
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Because these so-called "useless people" may be killed by Donna immediately, and the reason is just "there is no value in living".
Under this high-pressure rule, although the Whispering Forest was able to quickly escape from the shadow of the war's defeat, it was also covered with a gauze, making it difficult to see the future.
She had no friends, no relatives, no need to listen to the opinions of her subordinates, and no one dared to speak out to stop her. Donna's character became increasingly weird, and eventually even reached the point of casually killing her own people.
However, she also has enough capital, because except for the battle with the "Twelve Demonic Beasts" giant wolf Fennir, she has never been defeated in her life.
"All authority is based on absolute force, any rebellion must be quelled, and all obstacles must be eradicated!" Under this almost extreme order, the Whispering Forest has gradually become able to compete with the Shimmering Forest, and it can even be said that it has even suppressed the opponent by half.
Head.
Nowadays, the major principalities on the ancient continent are in constant dispute, which gives Donna absolute hope. It is her craziest dream. Move away from the Elf Continent, and then completely destroy it after a thousand years of dormancy.
A flash of black light flashed, and the arcane blade quietly left his hand, finally nailing the leaf in front of his eyes.
"She's back, the mixed-blood elf I value most, a loser who has lost her faith." Donna's voice sounded in the palace, still looking so cold and ruthless.
"How should we deal with it? Bring it here or kill it directly." A white-haired old man stepped out of the shadows, his bright red pupils full of banter.
"Do you still need me to deal with these little things? If you can't do it well, you can just die." Donna always looked down at the leaf, looking completely indifferent.
This is also the scariest thing about her. She is indifferent to all living things, has no fear of death, and does not care about her own lifespan. After hearing this, the old man bowed and saluted, and then she disappeared out of thin air again. If Christine were present, she would definitely be able to explain this.
This is a strange phenomenon, because this is the manifestation of practicing shadowing to the extreme.
"It smells very pungent. It seems that she has really changed. But unfortunately, she failed to rise from the ashes and chose to perish." Donna gently raised her right index finger, and saw the arcane blade in the air.
It circled twice and finally quickly retracted into Donna's leather sleeve.
A little sunlight filtered through the gaps in the vines, lighting up half of the palace and reflecting the double sword clan emblem of the dark elves, but it still could not melt away the coldness on Queen Donna's face.