Chapter 893: 1st meeting

The Elven King stands in front of a giant tree not far from the Elven King's Court. This type of tree abounds in the starry moon forest full of ‘natural’ breath.
But the giant tree in front of him is a little different from other towering trees, that is, it has the ability to connect the space between two places.
Now this pair of seeds is the last one. After planting this pair of seeds, they no longer have stocks, because the technology for making this tree has long been lost.
However, it is conceivable that once their ancestors and the current ones embarked on the same path, they also gained power by transforming some creatures... just like the arcanists once did on the "experimental body"!
After all, they turned into what they hated the most. Fortunately, not many people knew the truth.
Although the longevity of the elves is long, they will eventually come to an end. Many elves who know the truth have passed away with the passage of time-they are not like the "mortal" races of humans, they are born with a "superior" bloodline, even Becoming a transcendent is difficult to extend life.
Unlike other trees, the trunk of this giant tree in front of the elven king is hollow. Through a thick'film' like a water curtain, you can see the scene behind the giant tree.
In front of the elven king, there is a ladder connecting the hollow trunk, and around the giant tree, four ladders are connecting the ground.
The ladders are formed by intertwined tree roots, and they seem to be very fragile, but only when you really step on them do you know that these ladders are quite stable, even if a giant dragon stands up, it does not necessarily collapse.
This belongs to the splendor of the elves. Although the glory that had disappeared many years ago has disappeared, their ancestors are still blessing them.
Otherwise... there won't be this last pair of seeds, let them embark on the road to reproduce the glory!
"King, everything is ready!"
A respectful voice came from behind the Elven King. The Elven King looked back silently, and saw that his beautifully dressed courtiers had placed the'gift' on the back of the three gentle dragons. He was lowering his heavy head and chewing the grass beside him.
"Have you notified there?" the Elven King asked lightly.
The deputy commander of the Guards Corps, the captain of the guard who was responsible for the safety of the Elven King's trip, slightly hung his head and replied softly: "It has been notified."
"Then let's go..."
The elven king raised his scepter and pointed forward, "Go to the country that is willing to lend a helping hand to pull us out of the quagmire!"
Although he was very confident in the ancestor's technology, the guards were still a little uneasy. The two elf soldiers stepped into the teleportation channel before the elven king stepped in, and waited for a moment in the'door' of the channel. Take a breath, take your steps and step into it.
As the captain of the guard, Isis walked side by side with the elven king, even half a step faster than him.
Walking into the'Teleportation Channel', the Elven King felt that there was nothing under his feet, his feet were already hanging from the ground, and there was a colorful curtain in front of him. Time and space were widened and stretched around him, but after the shock , But I feel that everything in front of me is just an illusion.
Thoughts go back and forth in my mind as if time has passed by millennia and millennia, but all this is just his illusion.
When the clutter and glory of the eyes gradually recovered, the Elven King felt like he was back in the Xingyue Forest in a trance, but the magical "taste" diffused in the atmosphere was completely different, which made him deeply puzzled. .
"Welcome to the Duchy of Sorrowful Wind!"
A soft voice suddenly sounded in the ear of the elven king, making his body tense instantly, and suddenly looked up.
Among the verdant green, that human team is particularly conspicuous.
Headed by two people, a man and a woman, the man is tall and handsome, but there are two dark and brave dragon horns on his head, and the pair of dark yellow vertical pupils can only make people feel frosted with only one glance. cold.
The woman was wearing a black and white bizarre dress with a tall figure and a ‘normal’ face, with a faint smile floating on her face.
Despite the appearance of ‘ordinary’, the hidden cunning in her eyes enhanced her a lot.
Isis pulled out two scimitars and stood alertly in front of the elven king. Suspicious eyes continued to glance at the team of humans who appeared'suddenly' in front of them.
"Isis, put down your weapon!"
"Sir Isis, please stop!"
Several voices that stopped her sounded at the same time, making Isis stunned for a moment, looking sideways at the elven king in doubt.
The elven king shook his head and walked past Isis. "That's the maidservant Serena and Grand Duke Cervantes."
That's the legendary maidservant and Grand Duke Black Dragon?
Isis was surprised, but now it was not stunned. She hurriedly followed the footsteps of the elven king, withdrew her weapons, and was half a step behind to be alert.
"Go ahead."
Serena waved her hand with a smile, and the soldiers and civil servants who had systematically learned the elven etiquette emerged from the team behind her, bypassing the elven king and walking towards the giant tree.
The two elf soldiers and Isis followed closely behind the elven king, and slowly walked towards the rulers of the two Principalities of Wind and Wind.
After the elven king stood, the two parties saluted each other, but the etiquette on the elven side was a bit more cumbersome.
The elven king raised the scepter flat with his hands and whispered softly, regenerating the dead branches at the top of the scepter. The branches stretched out, forming a few green buds, and then the buds stretched, bloomed, and lush The leaves appeared on the top of the scepter.
The elven king turned slightly, and Isis took a deep breath nervously.
Although she had known for a long time, she would still be moved.
Isis stretched out her ten fingers with thin cocoons, and gently broke the tender branch at the top of the scepter. In this way, her hands held the branch and walked to Serena.
"The scepter of the royal family is made of a dead branch of the mother of the world tree. Although the branches spawned in this way are not as good as any of the leaves of the mother of the world tree, it is now us. The elf can give the most precious identification of foreigners."
The Elven King’s eyes were taken back from the broken branch, and he cast it on the face of the maid that could only be regarded as an
ordinary
in the elven clan. He sincerely said: "Maid Serena, please take it. Just hold this branch, In the starry and bright moon forest, it has the power next to me and the elders, and this branch has remembered your breath. No one but you can take it away. No matter what happens, it Will return to your hands."
Even if the branch was not taken, Serena and Cervantes already felt the great vitality contained in it.
The world tree in the world of Assatom has withered for a long time—although the elves still believe that their ‘mother tree’ will be able to regenerate in the long run, but this will not change the fact that the world tree has withered.
This is probably the most precious gift that elves can give today~EbookFREE.me~ Because every time it is given, the vitality in the scepter will be reduced by one, and the vitality contained in this branch is probably more than A whole pool of youthful spring water should be rich.
As long as it is nearby, it can slow down the aging, and adjust the body, slowly heal the wounds. If the vitality in the branches is led out, I am afraid that a powerful legendary dragon like Cervantes is on the verge of death, and he can also take a half body from the Styx. After he entered the earth, he pulled back into the world.
And not just once, but three times!
According to Serena's calculations, this vitality can make Cervantes "dead to live" at least three times!
This gift is so precious...
Fortunately, she had already prepared "Return"!
The maid took the branch without any burden and looked up and smiled: "Your Majesty the Elf, I believe you are visiting this Principality of Sad Wind this time, not just to give us this big gift? Please, the road to Wind City is here !"
Genius remembers the site address for one second: Mobile version reading URL: m.