In the shrine of the elf goddess Saya, the dusty altar has been opened again after nearly two centuries——
When Brando saw the tall elves with indifferent faces, long silver hair tied behind their heads, silver pointed helmets with wing-shaped face guards on their heads, double-headed swords in their hands, and pure white silver-plated armor
Wearing a mail shirt, he strode down from the altar made of a whole piece of obsidian. He was so shocked that he only had one thought left: heavy infantry! Silver elves are known as the strongest heavy infantry in the mainland!
Elven Guards——
Twenty Silver Elf Guards appeared from the altar one after another. Without exception, they all nodded to Brando, and then stood neatly along both sides of the altar. Finally, a faint shadow appeared in the center of the temple.
It was like a ghost was slowly taking shape. There was a sound of swords clashing, and the mercenaries behind Brando unsheathed their swords. But Brando was not nervous. He probably guessed what happened.
He bowed his head slightly.
Under the nervous gazes of everyone, the blurry figure gradually became clear, and facial features gradually emerged from the white shadow. Finally, an adult elf wearing a silver robe, silver hair, silver eyes, and even light silver skin appeared in front of everyone.
In front of him, he raised his chin and looked at everyone with indifferent eyes. He was taller than everyone in Brando's group. Even among the silver elves, he was considered a burly person.
This silver elf glanced at everyone present with his majestic gaze - even the tiger and bird subconsciously bowed their heads with guilt in the face of the substantial gaze. Although it was just a shadow, everyone held their breath.
Sensing the power of the man in front of them, the first and only possibility they thought of was that this was one of the ancient kings of the Silver Elves.
The Silver Elf thought for a moment and asked, "Are you humans?"
Everyone, including Brando, nodded.
"Who is he?" Antitina couldn't help but whispered behind Brando.
"It seems to be the ancestor of the Silver Elf, the first-generation Silver Elf King Aisotan. I have seen his appearance in prints." Brando said casually. The holographic portrait of the eleventh-generation Silver Elf King can be found on the forum.
Found it, Brando naturally confirmed it, but he couldn't say that, otherwise his identity as a magic stick would be confirmed.
But as soon as he finished speaking, the giant-like elf lowered his head and looked at Brando: "Do you know me?"
Brando could only nod. Otherwise, what else could he do? The ancient kings of the Silver Elf all experienced the War of the Saints and came from the terrible chaos of the Age of Chaos. You must know that in that era, the earth was
They still have the blood of gold, all races are descendants of silver, and powerful people emerge in endlessly. It is a bit unbelievable today that a minor like Medisa has the strength of gold level, but at that time it was
It's a big handful.
The Dan Pain people who had been idle on the forum estimated the levels of a series of powerful people in that era and concluded that the levels of the Four Saints were at least 180 and above. The leaders of the dwarves, humans, and elves at that time were probably also
It will not be lower than level 150. As for the elements of civilization, which are the basic requirements for warriors, everyone below the gold level is cannon fodder. In short, it was a mythical era.
Of course, these estimates are based on scattered information and may have certain errors, but Brando thought that even if there were, they would not be too far off. Just like the Aisotan in front of him, he was just a shadow standing here.
, the pressure given to him almost made him unable to breathe. You must know that his knowledge is that of a 130th level warrior, and he cannot compare with little guys like Roman and Antitina.
The soul of Silver Elf King Aisotan pondered for a moment, and then said: "Thank you for the matter of Metissa's child."
"But on the other hand, you came here to ask for something, right?"
Brando nodded again, thinking, didn't Medisa just say that she agreed? Why did another Aisotan appear? Could it be that the little girl was lying? But Medisa has now become his summoning card.
, it seems that even if we raise an army to investigate, we can’t find anyone, right? But Aisotan paused for a moment, but continued: "So, what kind of help do you want, your former allies?"
The Elf King's voice was very deep, as if he was not used to the modern Cruz language, so he spoke very slowly.
However, everyone understood the meaning of his words and were also stunned. He is so easy to talk to?
But Brando understood that the problem might not be that simple. However, he still answered frankly: "I am going to deal with the lizard bandits in the forest. On the one hand, it is also to fulfill Medisa's wish, and I hope to get your help."
"This is a fight between the living, how can the dead interfere." Aisotan asked.
Damn it! So cunning! Brando cursed in his heart, but still replied: "No, this has something to do with you."
"what relationship?"
Brando raised his head and for the first time had the courage to look directly into the other person's eyes: "Those lizard men are probably related to the tree shepherds."
"Treeman?" Aisotan asked in a low tone.
"After the War of the Saints, the Dark Dragon was imprisoned forever. The Min'er people were also driven to the tundra in the north by our ancestor, the King of Fire, Gilt. The world said that no one has seen them again since then.
, but in fact they have always existed." Brando talked eloquently: "They dispersed and integrated into the human world, calling themselves tree shepherds and silver serpents, secretly engaged in activities that subvert civilization. In order to seek the dark side
Prepare for the return of the dragon."
Antitina suddenly let out an "ah" sound. She looked at Brando in surprise. Of course she knew about the Min'er people, but she didn't expect that the tree shepherds turned out to be the legendary people of darkness - she didn't even expect that Bu
Lando actually knows this. And he seems to have known it for a long time, but aren't these very dangerous things? If Brando knew it, then there is no reason why the high-ranking nobles wouldn't know it. Why didn't they completely expel these organizations?
mean?
Of course she wouldn't think that Brando was lying. People who dared to lie in front of the elves have probably not been born yet. But since the Miner people still exist, what about the Dragon of Darkness? Is it really what Brando said?
Said, is also ushering in another advent?
The last dark age was the War of Saints that lasted for nearly seven centuries. It was a hellish chaos. She could not imagine that the world would return to such chaos again. Not to mention the golden bloodline against the Dragon of Darkness.
All have disappeared, and the Silver clan is also declining day by day. How can they, the people of bronze and black iron, save the world again?
The noble daughter's face couldn't help but turn a little pale.
After listening to Brando's words, Aisotan raised his silver eyebrows: "Are those dark remnants still moving around?" He sighed: "Girt is too soft-hearted, I warned you when I was alive.
He... It's a pity that this young man didn't seem to listen to my words in the end, but maybe it's just like this that he can be called the king by you..."
Brando was silent, but Roman, Huque, Antitina and others were so shocked that they could hardly speak. In the end, the younger sister of the elementalist sisters stammered and asked: "Ai... Lord Aisotan
, you said that Lord of Fire Gilt is soft-hearted?”
Brando glanced at them and knew why they were so surprised. Because Gilt, the King of Fire, was famous for his iron-bloodedness and indifference in history. This emperor who single-handedly established human civilization was the last saint in the era of saints.
, is also one of the Four Saints. Most of the rumors about him are about how he established his own dynasty in cold blood and how he drove the Min'er people to the harsh north.
But Brando knows that the real history known to players is not like this, but it is not convenient for him to say more.
In order to avoid the topic being led to other aspects, he had to interrupt the question and said: "The lizardmen here are actually spying on the king's tomb. Judging from Medissa's words, they have been near the temple more than once.
.Your Majesty, you have been sleeping here for generations, so you must not be unaware of everything around you."
Aisotan finally nodded. He glanced at the two little wild elf girls. Although he could tell their identities as elves, the silver bloodline was spread too widely back then, and he couldn't tell where the two little girls came from.
Tie.
"so--"
Brando replied, and a confident smile quickly appeared on the young man's face.
Aisotan also showed a gentle smile for the first time, but this smile quickly faded and became indifferent again: "Although it is almost impossible for dark creatures to break through Lord Martha's sanctuary, the sacred vows of the past remain the same.
Effective. In the fight against darkness, we always stand together, allies of humanity."
"Sincerely thank you." Brando put his hand on his chest and bowed. He has learned how to deal with these high-level NPCs in the game.
"Then what should we do?" At this time, Antitina finally plucked up the courage to interject.
She looked at Brando and saw encouragement in his eyes.
"My guards, I will lend them to you." Aisotan replied: "They were the most heroic warriors of the Silver Elves during their lifetime, and they also swore to be enemies of darkness forever after their death. They go with you to help you sweep away
Clear away all enemies in the darkness, but the altar is getting weaker and weaker. They cannot leave this area, nor can they project for too long, and finally..." He paused.
"Treat Medisa well, she is a poor child." The elf emperor whispered.
Antitina, Brando, and Roman nodded together.
However, the noble daughter quickly turned around and asked Brando in a low voice: "Does he believe in us so much?" She thought there was at least a test or something, but she didn't expect Aisotan to be so easy to talk to.
"Of course," Brando looked solemn and whispered: "You don't understand the circumstances under which the covenants between humans and various races were signed in the era when they lived. That article is called a sacred article.
The agreement almost did not involve any interests, and was purely an alliance made for survival. In that era, the various tribes that resisted the rule of the Dark Dragon were as close as brothers, otherwise there would be no need to continue the war...
…”
"Are you talking about the Battle of Saints?" Antitina asked in a low voice.
Brando nodded.
But his heart suddenly moved, his brows were the same, and he immediately turned his head in one direction. He immediately saw Huque's eyes with the same expression. The mercenary captain said nothing, but whispered to him in his heart: "The card echoes -
