The night elf tribe led by Yumia began to become stronger and stronger.
She united the three major elf tribes of water, light, and wind. The four major elf tribes were called the "Dark Night Alliance" and added various strange potions. The remaining seven tribes were in danger.
One hundred and thirty-five years of the Age of Creation.
Omega, the leader of the feather elves, united with the remaining elves to form the "Natural Alliance" of the seven elves to jointly resist the invasion!
At this point, we enter the alliance era.
Although the ancient war trees on both sides are sixth-level creatures with terrifying power, capable of uprooting huge ancient trees and using them as clubs to swing across, they are as slow as snails, difficult to move, and cannot outrun the elves, so they can only be used as long-range shooters.
The Night Alliance has the fifth-level night elf hero Yumia.
The natural alliance has the green dragon fifth-level unit.
Both sides have the only dexterity level five troops.
Logically speaking, the combat power of the Natural Alliance united seven tribes and crushed the Dark Night Alliance of four tribes, but under the guidance of Yumia, it created various tactical miracles.
Ambushes, outflanks, roundabout tactics, and all kinds of amazing sword moves made both sides evenly matched.
One hundred and seventy-six years of the Age of Creation.
The two sides had a fierce confrontation with the Fenduoze Mountains.
Huge ancient war trees on both sides were moved to the front line and turned into terrifying pitchers throwing boulders.
The ground rumbled and shook, and huge pits flickered.
As for the elves of the Natural Alliance, there is not a single close combatant. They are all archers hiding in distant trees and barriers, using bows and arrows. Now even Yumia cannot pass through the defense line to release pressure, and will be beaten alive.
into a sieve.
Whoosh whoosh!
Bows and arrows were shot at each other from a distance.
"Yumia..." Omega, the leader of the feathers, is a man of great talent and talent. There is no doubt about his talent and talent. He has already led the elf troops to conquer an ancient tree, but at this time, he encountered a powerful enemy.
"Yumia, she seems to be omniscient and omnipotent. She has endless wisdom and can fight back everywhere. She is obviously a person, but she gives me the feeling of facing endless wise men."
A leader's style of command and wisdom is always the same, either steady, or likes to take risks, or likes to take risks, but Yumia is ever-changing, and it is really hard to imagine her next move.
boom!
Suddenly, the ancient war trees on the side of the night elves threw strange wooden barrels one after another.
"what is that?"
The elves on the Natural Alliance side were holding bows and arrows, looking up in confusion.
"not good!"
Omega, the leader of the feather elves, was stunned for a few seconds, his expression changed, and he roared suddenly, "I'm afraid what they are throwing... is Yumia's pressure!"
"The Ancient Tree of War! Crush it with stones! Don't let it get close to our sky!" Omega roared.
Boom boom!
The ancient war trees slowly lifted up the boulders and threw them fiercely, shattering the wooden cans in the air from a distance.
Boom boom boom!
The wooden barrels were shattered in mid-air in the distance.
But after all, the reaction was a little slow. A wooden jar was quickly shattered as it approached the sky of the Natural Alliance. In an instant, a large amount of terrifying aura came overwhelmingly.
Wow——
The breath formed a pressure like ripples, spreading one after another. In an instant, a large group of elves came to the fore, covering their eyes and noses and screaming.
The green dragon Jackson had a complicated look on his face, and kept flying outwards, choking and crying, with deep fear, "This pressure can actually be stored, such a terrifying aura, far beyond the dragon's power, even if it's me
As a giant dragon, it is difficult to resist."
"Retreat!" Omega put on his mask and roared hysterically.
the other side.
Yumia wore a green cloak and took a deep breath. "The leader of the feather elves, Omega, reacts so quickly. I relied on a lot of knowledge and was almost spotted by her. She is indeed a tycoon. If he reacts just one minute slower."
, they were basically wiped out..."
"The feather elves are actually elves with white wings. They attack in the sky with bows and arrows. They feel like angels. It's incredible..."
What's even more exaggerated is that unlike other elves, they actually live in an ancient elven tree!
How tall is the ancient elf tree?
Straight up into the sky!
The trunk is very straight, like a column, and branches begin to branch out thousands of meters away, allowing a tree house to be built.
Therefore, no other elves can climb up and live on it.
"Easy to defend but difficult to attack, the feather elves live high in the sky with thousands of ancient trees. No one can attack them. Only they fly down to attack others. And they call their eternal life the ancient elves...
.Tree of Paradise.”
Mumu was in a daze.
She suddenly felt like she was living in a distant prehistoric mythical era.
Maybe in the future, the feather elves will be called angels?
I'm actually at war with angels from ancient times!?
In this war, the weak night elves once again created a miracle and turned defeat into victory.
Three days later, the night elf tribe.
"Now, their vitality is severely damaged. Even if they are much stronger than us, they will not dare to launch a war against us in a short time." Yumia stood next to the moon well and said to the elves of the tribes.
After all, their seven elf tribes have too many people and it is really difficult to resist them.
"To solve this problem, we can only study the cultivation method! We can't match our numbers, so we can only make qualitative changes." She raised her eyebrows, "And now we are almost ready to figure it out."
Two hundred and thirty-six years of the Age of Creation.
Several decades later, small-scale wars continued between the two elven alliances, and they began to fall into peace.
In the eyes of the Natural Alliance, their seven tribes united, and Yumia had nothing to do with them, so they gradually began to fall into peace and began to feel comfortable.
Little did he know that the crisis had already arrived.
"Finally it worked!"
In Mu Mu's room, he studied a lot of handwriting, as if he had turned into an elf scholar, "The wizarding world is about cultivating one's own spiritual power, and the ancient world is about sensing the incense of heaven and earth. I combined it to cultivate my own spiritual strength and sense the sky."
The energy on!”
However, most of the energy has already been monopolized by the Ancient Tree of Life, and less than one percent of the energy can leak into this world.
She also discovered that if this kind of energy poison is too high, it will cause the death of weak creatures, but the practice at such a low concentration is too slow.
"However, we don't need to absorb it. There is a ready-made moon well and an ancient tree to provide us with filtered cultivation energy." On this day, Yumia announced, "Enter the era of cultivation!"
The cultivation system was opened up, which is a day worthy of being recorded in the history of the world.
Countless fourth-level adult elves have already had enough energy and have been stuck in the realm for hundreds of years. After practicing at this time, in less than a month, they all broke through and reached the fifth level.
A new war breaks out again!
This was a one-sided war. Countless fifth-level elves rushed out, and with the help of various medicines, the elves from other tribes were no match at all.
Elf tribes fell one after another, and the ancient trees of life guarded by their tribes were controlled and enslaved.
In the end, the feather elf Omega led a group of remaining elves of various races. The feather elves held them one-on-one and flew, hiding high in the sky and entering the tree of heaven.
"It's too high, no one can get there."
At this time, Xilin has grown up and has become Mumu's confidant. She said from the side: "Otherwise, let's cut down this ancient elf tree? Then these remnants will have no place to hide."
"cannot!"
Yumia refused flatly.
After studying the energy leaking from the leaves and sky, she understood that the energy concentration was too high and could poison all weak creatures.
They are eleven ancient trees of life that use their crowns to isolate and protect the entire land of life.
Although the Ancient Tree of Life also has selfish motives, this is undoubtedly mutual benefit.
If this ancient tree of life is cut down, it will be equivalent to the collapse of a building that supports the sky and the earth. A big hole leaks out of the sky. The endless creatures in that land begin to become extinct. Who will mend the sky?
"The ancient tree of life is the foundation of this world. It cannot fall down, it can only be enslaved. Now we can only let the remnants of them go for a short period of time." She had no choice now.
But you can only reach the sixth level before you can soar into the sky and fly to the tribe of feather elves. As soon as you take off your shoes, you can solve the final trouble!
"Eleven ancient elven trees, ten tribes have been unified by us!" On this day, the night elf hero Yumia spoke to the night elf tribe, "Let's start building a country."
The whole tribe is excited!
"Jianguo!"
Countless night elves and elves from various tribes cried with joy and hugged each other. They heard Yumia talk about the benefits of establishing a country countless times, and they were full of yearning for that civilized world.
Symbolizing the end of the barbarian tribal era of ancient tree wars, a new city-state epic begins.
"The Chronicles of the High Elves of Yumia" records:
[Yumia, open up the star system, conquer the ten ancient elven tree tribes, and establish the high elven empire of Yumia]
...
Time keeps moving backwards.
The night elf tribe, invincible in the entire land, began to devote itself to the development of civilization, and sent elf warriors to explore the borders of the world, and finally discovered a terrifying fact:
The exploration team sent from the opposite direction unexpectedly gathered together.
"This world is actually round, and we are on a planet?"
Wearing a cloak and a golden crown, she sat on the throne, heroic and charming. Listening to the minister's words, she fell into inner shock, "The third world is actually the environment of a planet? It's similar to our earth.
Environment? So the eleven ancient trees of life, and the dome of leaves blocked by the tree crowns, do they function as the ozone layer? To resist radiation and various harmful substances in the universe? "
In the end, she decided to develop civilization on this planet first.
The Great Elf of Yumia began to create a complete currency system, unify the languages of various tribes, forge iron tools, weave clothes, farm and plant, herd animals, and breed mounts.
Each of these fields requires a lifetime of research, but Yumia, like an omniscient and omnipotent god, has easily developed them.
She gradually became omnipotent and was worshiped, admired, respected and deified by all major tribes.
Some elven tribes even began to build a black stone statue in the central pool of the town: a woman wearing a dark green cloak, black high boots, striped exquisite gloves, and holding a poisonous wheel weapon.
.
Yumia has been regarded as a living god and has been given many titles: God of Elves, Watcher, and Song of Shadows.
As for the entire night elf tribe, the renovated capital of the elf empire, Silvermoon City, usually has Siren and Gilna handling political affairs, and Emperor Yumia has been in seclusion, opening up new roads, and advancing all kinds of new things every time he appears.
field of civilization.
March, Year 7 of the Yumia Empire.
Emperor Yumia ran among ten ancient elven trees, and finally reached an agreement. The ancient elven eternal life trees controlled the leaves to cover the sky, forming a "magic network".
"The three layers of energy that your tribe usually donates to the Elf Empire do not need to be handed over anymore. Use these three layers of energy to form a magic network. This will not cause any loss to you, but will allow the elves of your tribe to fall in love with cultivation.
"
The birth of the Magic Network perfected the rules for this world.
Previously, only the night elves were able to practice. They used the energy paid by the ancient elves' trees and had the conditions to build the moon well. Although other elves had obtained the training system, they had made little progress in absorbing the thin power of the stars that leaked down.
At this time, the formation of the magic network means that all the major elves on the entire earth can sense it, and even the giant dragons, the Hydra in the swamp, and various advanced beings can start to cultivate their special abilities.
"It turns out that Emperor Yumia has been designing the magic network for other elven tribes for these years, and he actually gave up a lot of energy to provide training for elves from various major tribes like us!"
"Aren't you afraid that we will rebel after practicing?"
"She is already the god of elves, no one will rebel."
Elves from countless tribes were praising him.
Yumia may have never had selfish motives. The war she launched before was not to enslave them and plunder the energy of the ancient elven trees, but to bring civilization to them.
However, what Yumia did has gradually aroused the dissatisfaction of the Dark Night Ancient Tree.
Its night elf tribe enslaved nine ancient elven trees, which should provide it with energy, but now, that energy has been taken away privately.
However, she finally came to terms with it.
Because Yumia has opened up a training system, their ancient elven trees can also start to practice and improve their strength. Their ancient life tree is a seventh-level life, and the ancient war tree is a sixth-level life. Now they are only three levels released.
That's all, and they are absorbing more!
July, the twenty-first year of the Yumia Empire.
The quiet and elegant Elf King's Palace.
The dome-shaped roof is inlaid with dense green vine carvings, and the pale snow-white sunlight shines from the silhouette of the windows, making it peaceful and quiet.
A beautiful elf wearing a golden crown sat calmly on the throne, closing his eyes slightly, as if he was asleep.
"The Great Elf Emperor! The Almighty Elf God! Your Majesty Yumia!!"
The elf minister Minnie walked into the royal palace and stood on the carpet, her eyes filled with enthusiasm.
"This is the Elf Code, which brings us power beyond the primitive, no longer relying on the body." On the throne, Yumia opened her eyes, her figure was elegant and slender, and said lightly, "I have perfected it over the years. Today,
It can be promulgated."
"Yes, Your Majesty Yumia!"
Minnie stood up, took the Elf Codex, and left slowly.
Magic is a training system that the Yumian Elf Great has been developing and researching in recent years. It is said that it can use one's own power and no longer rely on physical strikes. It is a supernatural power that surpasses bows and arrows.
But now, it seems that it has been thoroughly studied.
Minnie suddenly paused, turned her head and glanced longingly at the Elf King Yumia. This great Elf God led the night elf tribe out of trouble, created miracles, continued to fight, and established order and civilization for the elves.
She is leading a new era of the future.
More than a hundred years ago, when she was the only remaining leader of the night elf tribe, she was being attacked by two tribes and fighting for the survival of the tribe. Today, time flies. Although she is close to old age and death, she has witnessed a myth with her own eyes.
The birth and growth of the epic hero, standing on top of the world.
"What a great god he is who created a cultivation system, built a magic network, and formulated a code of laws!"
Minnie trembled and walked away in small steps.
It's just a pity that he is about to die of old age and can no longer follow this great being.
"I have left. Your immortal Majesty Yumia is still taking our night elf tribe, no... the entire elf race, to the next glorious civilization," she walked in small steps, gently stroking the elf code.
Suddenly, she couldn't bear it anymore.
Under the bright sunshine outside the corridor window, her breathing quickened, and she slowly opened the first page of the "Elven Codex" like a treasure. Golden light fell on the ink on the page. The first paragraph of the prologue clearly read: "We
Elves belong to nature, protect nature, and transcend nature!"
