Game of the World Tree

The Chosen One will never die!

When the young elves who had witnessed the death of the battle appeared in front of them again, the expressions of the elves of the flame tribe were particularly wonderful.

However, they were more relieved than the anger of being deceived.

As Alice said, even if these Chosen Ones have some bad habits, they might as well be grateful to them by the elves of the Flame Tribe.

Perhaps, it was the first impression the players left with the elves.

But even so, those players who have staged a tragic drama still received different degrees of drop in favorability.

Especially Demacia, who died in front of her face...

Seeing Al, whose affection dropped from close to liking, his face turned green, and he hurriedly followed behind Mrs. Xiaozheng, constantly courting and apologizing...

And then, the elves came to the square of the elves town through the teleportation circle.

When the vision changed and the surrounding green and exotic elf towns were clearly seen, all the indigenous elves could not help but exclaim.

"What a beautiful town! The style of these buildings... I have never seen it before!"

"It's a bit human-like, but it feels more refined and more natural than human's!"

"Those wooden attics and benches are so beautiful! And those gardens of stones and pools have an indescribable smell..."

Every elf is a born artist.

And the elf town carefully built by the players will undoubtedly open their eyes.

Especially after Eve got out of the dying state, the wooden buildings in the town were rejuvenated and rejuvenated, making the buildings look like the plant houses in fairy tales, but well preserved the original. The style and charm of the building.

This is very in line with the aesthetics of elves.

Listening to the admiration of the elves, Alice explained:

"This is an elf town, or... the chosen city! It was built by all the chosen ones. This is also the home of the chosen ones."

After speaking, she pointed to the stone tablet in the center of the square:

"Have you seen it? The engraving on the stone tablet is the names of all the Chosen Ones who participated in the construction of the town, but... it was carved in mysterious words that only the Chosen Ones can understand."

Is the town built by the Chosen?

When the elves heard this, they all looked surprised.

They looked at the players who were moving around in the town and constantly gathering towards them, and their eyes changed again.

Philosopher drew a symbol of the mother of nature on his chest and exclaimed:

"It seems... they are not only brave warriors, but also noble artists!"

And Samir pondered for a moment, and his expression suddenly became astonished:

"Wait...Alice, you said that the town was built by the Chosen Ones, which means...it took them a few months to build a town of this size?"

Alice glanced at the players and nodded:

"Is such that."

After being confirmed, the elves of the flame tribe exclaimed again.

With the existence of magic, it is not difficult for elves to build a city.

But if you want to build such a small town that looks like a work of art and has many styles, it will be very difficult.

At the same time, they were once again shocked by the wisdom of the mother goddess.

Only the true god... can get the allegiance of such a warrior, right?

"Holy land! This...is the new holy land of the Mother Goddess!"

An old elf said excitedly.

And when the elves raised their heads and saw the mighty World Tree, their expressions became even more excited.

Especially the elderly.

Unlike young elves who have never seen the World Tree with their own eyes, these elders have seen the true appearance of the World Tree, but the World Tree at that time was already withered.

But the current World Tree is full of vitality!

The green leaves dotted the branches and were full of vitality.

Even standing on the square, the elves can feel the vitality and the faint divine aura from the World Tree.

Their faces were pious and fanatical, and they all knelt down:

"Praise nature! Praise life! Praise the great elf master!"

"Mother, we... are back!"

And along with their pilgrimage, the World Tree also exudes a faint halo.

Green photons flew out, once again decorating the square into a green ocean.

At the same time, the ethereal chant came faintly, and all the elves felt that their hearts were calmed down in an instant, and the whole body and mind were relaxed like never before.

"Welcome home."

In their consciousness, a majestic yet cordial female voice appeared.

For a time, all the elves bowed their heads again, looking pious and excited.

Then, the voice of the goddess resounded in their hearts again:

"The Flame Tribe... settled in Emerald, and rebuild the city with the Chosen One."

Hearing the divine and majestic oracle, all the elves of the Flame Tribe replied enthusiastically and respectfully:

"Follow the oracle of the mother goddess!"

After the elves of the Flame Tribe paid homage to the World Tree, they returned to Emerald Green again.

From now on, Fei Leng Cui will be their new home.

However, the captured black dragon Meriel was left behind.

This little black dragon was stunned when it was teleported to the elf town:

"The tree...so tall...what a big tree!"

Due to some special reasons, the inheritance of the giant dragon in his mind was not complete, so the little guy did not immediately recognize that the giant tree in front of him was the legendary World Tree.

However, it sensed the huge and terrifying pressure from the other party...

Dragons are very sensitive to breath.

In just an instant, Merrell realized that this was a terrifying creature whose strength reached the level of a true god.

"Ancient...ancient god...this is definitely an ancient god!"

It shivered, thinking of the majestic voice it had heard.

ancient god...

That is a rarer and more terrifying existence than the number of true gods!

Omg! Are there still awakened ancient gods in the world of Seggs? !

When Merrell was shocked, the divine power rope on it disappeared.

Then, the terrifying voice reappeared in its mind:

"Give you a choice to surrender to me."

Merrill:  …

A choice or a choice? !

Merrell's black dragon face was turning green.

It is Myrel, a noble dragon, the golden race with the longest lifespan, and even the ancient gods cannot make it succumb!

This is the pride of the dragon!

I saw the black dragon raised his head and shouted tragically in a tender voice:

"Dragon... Never be a slave! Even if I die, I will not surrender to you!"

After speaking, Merrell found that the other party was silent.

Merrell suddenly felt a little bad...

After a while, the voice that made its heart skip a beat resounded in its mind, with a hint of playfulness in the voice:

"All right."

"Since you don't want to surrender, then die."

"The whole body of a black dragon is a treasure, its scales can be used to make armor, dragon blood can make magic circles and inscriptions, and it can also cultivate dragon blood warriors. Dragon meat is the highest-end ingredient and can improve the physique of worldly creatures. , is more useful... Even the dragon soul can be trained into the soul of the bone dragon undead, which can just be used in combination with the keel..."

"Well... thinking about it this way, it seems that a corpse is not bad."

Merrill:  …

Cthulhu!

This is definitely an abominable evil god!

The little black dragon shivered and burst into tears.

"I...I surrender..."

It sounds very aggrieved.

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