A strange world

Chapter 1129 Section 51 Two explosions

Chapter 1129 Section 51. Two explosions

What Annan had seen and heard in the past few days made him not think that the sudden change would affect the royal court, but today's banquet obviously could not continue.

Other elf elders were walking towards this side. Annan took a look and took the initiative to leave Teddel and join the evacuated messengers.

After a glance, Minister Oli was a little far away, so Annan walked towards Prince Aidan who was closer.

"Don't worry, it's okay."

Annan's concern caught Prince Aidan off guard.

"Okay." He said.

The messengers came to a green meadow in the corner of the flower garden, where simple wooden houses stood scattered here.

The incident happened suddenly, and the elves did not divide everyone's residence according to race. Annan led Prince Aidan to live in two small wooden houses next to Minister Oli.

If there was danger, he would have time to save Minister Oli.

Many people were watching what happened, and Annan was no exception. As soon as he was settled, he slipped out and walked towards the direction of the burning smoke.

As soon as he reached the edge of the wooden house community, the elves stopped him.

"I am one of us and can help." Annan recommended himself.

"We don't need help for the time being, please go back first." The elf guard did not waver.

...

In front of the blazing giant tree, more and more elves gathered.

The mages on the back of the elf dragon cast spells, and the rain clouds formed quickly extinguished the burning giant tree.

They counted the losses and casualties. The attack was very powerful, and several giant trees were blown down. However, the elf residents were participating in the celebration at the time of the incident. Except for some elf residents on the nearby streets who were scared, no elves were hurt.

Samael Night Song, with a gloomy face, led the guards into the explosion area.

The collapsed giant tree was the most severely damaged. The roots of the tree were blown off, and a deep pit with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared on the ground.

The elf wizard analyzed the scene through the wreckage: the magic scroll was pre-buried at the bottom of the giant tree and set to automatically trigger.

But why?

No one was killed or injured, and there was no loss. Was it just a bad prank? Or a warning... or a cover-up.

Samael Nightsong asked hurriedly: "Are other places not on guard?!"

"Don't worry, the Dark Night is watching the important areas." The elven mage replied.

"Elder Nightsong, we found this!" At this time, Kael'thas brought a stone tablet.

"In the shadow of the old land, death is waiting to bloom..." Samael Nightsong read the elven text on the tablet.

"Is the murderer provoking us?"

"I'm afraid so..." Samael Nightsong stared at the words engraved on the stone tablet.

In the shadow of the old land, death is waiting to bloom... the old land...

Samael Nightsong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he raised his head: "Get out of here quickly--"

The suddenly raised ground interrupted his shouting, and the explosion that was more violent than before instantly swallowed all the elves at the bottom of the pit, and the surrounding elven dragons wailed and fell headfirst.

The burning mushroom cloud rose, and the surrounding giant trees that had experienced destruction suffered another catastrophe. The tree house fell apart, and branches and leaves flew everywhere.

Two consecutive explosions finally attracted the attention of the legend in the Green City. The rising mushroom cloud, the low-lying trees, and the burning flames stagnated at this moment. As a warm breeze blew by, time seemed to be gently touched by an invisible hand, reversing the flow, and everything seemed to be going backwards.

The behemoth rolling with hot flames shrank and collapsed little by little. The raging, all-consuming flames were pulled by invisible ropes, losing their frenzy and turning from bright red to orange-yellow, and then from orange-yellow to dark red, revealing the elves swallowed by the flames.

Holding the shield tightly, squatting down to block the retracted flames of Kael'thas under his feet. The cracked skin was restored to its original state. Samael Nightsong's shattered robes pieced together like a gathering of butterflies, the elves that were blown away fell back to their original places, the twisted and painful elven dragon healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the scales regained their luster.

Firelight oozed out like magma, the raised ground sank back to its original place, and everything returned to normal.

Then, the reversed time returned to normal, the ground bulged again, but was gently pressed by an invisible hand, turning into a dull sound.

Puff——

The elves shouted in shock. They did not lose the memory of that period... For them, it was equivalent to dying once just now.

The exhausted Kael'thas struggled to stand up and looked at Samael Nightsong.

Samael Nightsong did not speak, and at the same time as the other elves, he turned to the direction of the world tree and prayed devoutly.

...

If Annan could still optimistically think that the first loud noise was just a minor episode, then when the second loud noise came, Annan was a little worried.

It's not an accident, it's an enemy...

Although the scale of the Elf King's Court is terrifying, the elves have been at peace for a long time, and the King's Court has never been attacked in the most brutal racial war. Do they have the ability to find the murderer?

The celebration lasts for a month, and the banquet will also last for a month. If the murderer is not caught, this thousand-year celebration will be shrouded in haze.

But the guards firmly blocked him and refused to help.

Then Annan saw the rising mushroom cloud shrink back... What happened?

Annan knew nothing and could do nothing, so he had to stay with Prince Aidan for a while.

He was also looking into the distance. Annan thought he was also worried, so he walked over to comfort him and said, "We can only believe that the King's Court can solve the problem..."

Prince Aidan did not comment, and his eyes returned to Annan: "The elves' attention is not here now, don't you take the opportunity to do something?"

"What?"

"Of course, promote your products, all the messengers are here."

Annan's eyes lit up: "You are right!"

While the elves have no time to pay attention to him, why not take the golem to the messenger village for a few laps?

The human kingdoms look down on these inventions of Free City, what about other races?

Annan couldn't wait to return to the wooden house. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw a team of elf guards rushing to Prince Aidan's residence.

After a little hesitation, Annan walked back.

The elf guards suspected that Prince Aidan had a problem and wanted to take him back for interrogation.

Annan couldn't let the elves take away Prince Aidan who gave him tens of thousands of gold coins.

"What are you doing?"

He squeezed through the crowd and stood in front of Prince Aidan.

"It's none of your business, human." The elf guard said coldly.

"You talk to me like this?" Annan was fearless.

"You are not an ally of the royal court yet." The elven guard said arrogantly.

"But I am still an envoy, and so is he."

The elven guard stared at the annoying Annan, and said with a little relief: "... We suspect that this attack is related to him."

"You mean, the prince of the Kingdom of Paem, one of the thirteen supreme kings, attacked the elven royal court? What's the reason?"

At this time, Prince Aidan patted Annan on the shoulder.