"Hurry, if we go there, we can still catch up with the military parade."
Fagram urged, he had already heard the announcement from the host elves in the main city, and all the annual outstanding elves encouraged by the awards had been awarded.
After a while, it will be time for the direct legions that belong to the Elf Kingdom to show up.
Most of these formal druids don't appear in public, and those who do appear are mostly professionals of subspecies of druids.
These sub-species professionals have a large audience, quick results, and can form large teams to fight, and are deeply favored by the Elf King.
However, the reason why the subspecies is called a subspecies is because it is not perfect enough. The focus of professionals is mainly on improving combat effectiveness and secondary on improving the essence of life.
For example, elf warriors, elf knights, and elf shooters. These professions were originally just professions in the literal sense and did not have extraordinary means.
Later, a great druid developed something called a magic potion, which could enhance the essence of these sub-species professionals to extraordinary levels in large quantities.
The essence of this potion is to imitate the magic circuit of the woodland druid, implanting a foreign magic seed into the bodies of these sub-species professionals, allowing it to take root and sprout, and passively enhance their essence.
The reason why the word elf is mentioned is because every potion always has one function, and that is the body of an elf.
"Ugh...I'm fine."
Bai bulged his eyes, waved his hands, adjusted his breathing and stood up.
His face was still a little ugly, the speed was so fast that he couldn't react at all.
After the magic power circulated in his body for several times, the body's abnormal reactions were blocked.
He rubbed his hands, mobilizing the natural magic power, and a layer of floating soil rolled in, submerging the sour water he had just vomited.
By the time the two of them squeezed into the parade area, there was already a commotion inside.
"What is passing through the Elf Square now is our formation of Elf warriors."
"Soldiers guard the borders and maintain peace. They use their superhuman bodies to maintain the stability of the elven kingdom."
"They are equipped with the sharpest spears, the strongest armor, and always have the strongest bodies and minds."
In the middle of a large square surrounded by tens of thousands of tribesmen, there was a group of long-legged elf warriors lined up neatly, holding sharp spears at an angle, and marching in neat steps under the spell of psychic communication.
Seven of their elves lined up in a row, separated by a spear's distance, wearing exquisite silver metal armor, and their footsteps were sonorous and powerful.
They looked solemn as they passed by the altar. They could feel that the eyes of the gods and kingdoms were on them.
This feeling that makes people's blood boil is glory, the supreme glory.
The elven warrior formation marched with sonorous steps, the soft gold alloy boots under their feet stepped on the stone surface, feeling the cheers of the tribesmen on both sides.
"It's so wonderful." Some tribesmen were excited and looked at these tall and mighty elf warriors with red eyes, with unconcealable envy in their eyes.
"That's my dad, that's my dad..." Some children were exclaiming, pointing to an elf striding in the team.
Time cannot smooth everything, but it can smooth many things.
Most of the captured tribesmen have been integrated into the Elf Kingdom and become part of it.
No tribesman would think about the past, because the past was too cruel and cold. They had no guarantee of survival, no food to eat, no clothes to wear, and they could die at any time on the way to find food.
So much so that the prolific cubs in the tribe can only pick out the strong ones to feed, and the weak ones can only be eliminated.
This was their way of life, the weak were eliminated and the strong survived.
The Elf Kingdom gave them a brand new path.
There is no need to worry about evil evil gods killing and threatening them, and there is no need to worry about wild animals sneaking into the tribe to gnaw on them.
There is no need to worry about not having food and clothing to keep out the cold on winter snowy days, and there is no need to worry about the strong men of the tribe leaving early and not coming back late.
They admire the strong and obey the strong.
Therefore, they also respect elves and gods, and obey elves and gods.
In their hearts, it was the elves, the elven king, and the elven gods who gave them all this.
When they also become elves, it means that they are carrying the glory of the elves, and it is also the glory of the elves that they need to protect.
Carrying glory and safeguarding glory is a kind of honor in itself for them.
"Long live!"
"Long live!!"
"Long live!!!"
People from different tribes cheered and truly regarded themselves as members of this country.
They reveled, they shouted wildly, they dawned wildly, and the violent sound waves impacted the branches of the legendary giant forest crown.
The crown of the forest gently shook its branches and leaves. Instead of opening the branches and leaves as usual, it drooped slightly, making the branches particularly empty.
The dazzling sun's rays fell down, speckled on the parade avenue of the Elf Kingdom.
"The next person to appear is our elf archer formation."
"They are strong and strong, like the wind and like a shadow, and can travel thousands of miles without hitting a single blow. They are the largest long-range attack force in our elven kingdom."
"They are equipped with the first-generation special bow weapons developed with the support of the Elf Kingdom, which have the advantages of extremely long range, high accuracy, and moderate quality."
"At the same time, it is equipped with the latest generation of Elf Magic Hand Cannon, which has many advantages such as wide strike range, large coverage area, and short response cycle."
"In the true sense, it is suitable for both near and far, and is perfect for both long and short."
During the introduction by the host elf, a uniform formation stepped out from around the corner.
They have cold and handsome expressions and heroic postures. The proportion of male and female elves is equal to half. They carry exquisite long bows from their shoulders to their waists. There are rows of arrow baskets hanging on their backs, and their colorful arrow feathers tower over the sky.
Ever since the Elf Warrior appeared on the scene, the cheers on the scene have not stopped, and the atmosphere has reached a climax.
"Long live!"
Elf King Haoyue was dressed in ceremonial clothes, with an exquisite golden crown behind the antlers on her forehead.
He is holding a golden staff that symbolizes the highest royal power, and his face is majestic and handsome.
He stood on the military parade platform and looked at the most elite warriors of the Elf Kingdom with a salute.
Whether it was the elf warrior, elf archer or the elf knight behind, he was the one who made it happen.
Including the development and inspiration of potions, clothing and armor, there is his shadow in it.
It's like playing a game called Homeland, reshaping civilization and science in a foreign wilderness.
It can be said that with his leadership, those elves who can be called the children of the times have made many fewer detours.
It's just that the time is too short. If it comes another fifty years, he can put down his grandiose words, and he can say that the level of civilization in the elven kingdom has been raised to the standards of the previous life.