Elf Archer of Life in Another World

In just the blink of an eye, Nian Nian was taken from Yueling Spring to the sea of ​​clouds by Engus.

Under the blue sky and above the green leaves, the ever-flowing Yunzhong River is dyed a translucent turquoise. When the sun shines brightly, the gold threads shine brightly, and when the moonlight shines brightly there are dots of silver stars.

She and Engus were standing at the source of the Yunzhong River.

Although this thing really looks like a dusty pot-bellied pot, every year I still feel that it would be more respectful to change the name:

"If this spring is removed, will the river in Beaundry disappear?"

"Not in the short term, and I don't plan to take it to Morrigan."

Engus stretched out his hand and grabbed a ball of water mist, kneaded it, squeezed it again, made a bowl shape, and scooped it up in the air. The translucent bowl was filled with color, which was the same color as the water of Yunzhong River.

, looks like it is carved from some kind of turquoise jade.

"This jade bowl is very beautiful." Nian Nian praised sincerely.

"Well, let's go."

There was still a bowl full of water in this bowl. It swayed slightly with Engus's footsteps, but not even a drop of water spilled out.

"This..." Nian Nian hesitated for a moment, then caught up with Engus, "The High Priest of Midir asked me to take this, this spring over."

"This outer shell needs to leave behind the water system that maintains Boand. The essence inside is here."

Engus held the jade bowl, stretched out two fingers, and pinched a little of the back collar of Nian Nian's jacket with his fingertips, feeling a little disgusted and helpless.

Nian Nian didn't feel her collar being grabbed by anyone, but found that she was just starting to stand still. Just when she was about to speak, she saw a blur in front of her eyes, and the air in front of her was like water waves. With a shake, she

Already fell forward to the ground.

Was I thrown out by Engus??

Lying on the ground, looking at the toes of someone in front of me, I gradually understood what I was going through.

She jumped up and turned around to protest. She saw Engus rubbing his two fingers in the jade bowl with a very focused expression.

Is this washing his hands? Is this disdain for me? No, this is his own psychosis!

Niannian decisively ignored Engus, turned around, and saw clearly the person in front of him.

Midir had already used the five-pointed gun in his hand to push away Nian Nian who was standing in front of him. He walked up to Engus and asked with a frown: "Why did it take you so long to come?"

"Ask her." Engus pointed to Nian Nian.

"Why did it take you so long?" Midiel turned around and asked, as if he had just seen Nian Nian's existence.

"...because I don't have the ability to teleport thousands of miles." His face was covered with black lines every year.

Engus can travel more than a thousand miles from the southern end of the Jesus Forest to Morrigan in the north in an instant. Can we assume that these high priests have the ability to move quickly and long distances, and at the worst, they should also have the ability to communicate?

Why should she, a mere mortal, have to make a trip to deliver a message?

"Isn't your cloak capable of flying?" Midir glanced at Nian Gusi and looked at Engus, "If it's not lazy, it's stupid. Has your bad taste finally spread from your eyes to your brain?

"

"She is not stupid, and you are not in a position to criticize my taste." Engus turned his head away, as if he couldn't bear to comment on Midiel's bright and unusual color scheme.

Are these two people really brothers? Niannian consciously took a few steps back so as not to be an eyesore in front of these two people.

"Have you seen her recently?" Midir asked.

Every year he also sets his sights on Engus.

"No, it's just that some messages came from me on weekdays."

"Same as usual?"

"Yes, as usual." Engus nodded, not knowing whether to express agreement or to express that he was fine.

Midir's fingers holding the five-pointed gun tightened and loosened, he picked up the gold-rimmed silver shield and walked to Morrigan's Moon Spirit Spring:

"Let's get down to business first. Morrigan's forest has been declining for too long. It's better to get that thing back as soon as possible."

"I hope you have examined your bad temper before you lose it in a fight, my dear brother."

The jade bowl in Engus's hand fell into the Yueling Spring and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a group of fluorescent dots, like a green bubble falling in the water.

...

Qi Youfeng and York stayed in their own cages. One was lying on his back and looking at the leaves above his head, while the other was huddled in the corner and looking at the grass at his feet in a daze.

The alien races near Morrigan were all trapped in this way. The native elves and players each had their own guesses, but they also stayed away from these wooden cages.

Alexander, who came to visit the prison, said that other inmates were making noises about the elves mistreating foreign races, locking people up without any reason, and not giving them food. When they return, they will end up meeting the patriarchs and the elders of the Tower of Babel.

Alexander couldn't tell which of these people were bluffing and which were truly innocent, but he was also worried that if this incident continued, it would trigger more serious conflicts.

After leaving every year, Dion also left soon.

Before leaving, he asked Qi Youfeng to throw the troublesome gavel as hard as possible and try to land it under a tree a hundred meters away.

Later that day, as the sun gradually set, the already dark forest became even more gloomy. The two people, who had nothing to do, were discussing taking turns to go offline and rest when they heard a rustling sound of grass.

The sound of swaying grass lasted for a long time, and not long after it finally quieted down, Qi Youfeng heard the sound of men and women talking again, followed by an exclamation that sounded like anger.

Early the next morning, Dion came to see the two of them, simply said, "It's settled," and never appeared around again.

Qi Youfeng guessed that Dion must have thought of some way to let his female companion take the gavel away accidentally, and maybe throw it away somewhere, or transfer it to other people.

Another day passed, and there was still no news from Nian Nian. He and York didn't know how long they would be imprisoned. Qi Youfeng counted the number of times the leaves shook and silently set a countdown for himself.

If I count to three thousand and there is still no news from there every year, should I take the initiative to write and ask?

One thousand three hundred and ninety-six...One thousand three hundred and ninety-seven...One thousand three hundred and ninety-eight, one thousand three hundred and ninety-nine, one thousand four hundred and one, zero

Two, zero three——

The originally extremely regular and slow shaking unknowingly accelerated. Qi Youfeng sat up and looked at the cloudy sky in a few seconds, accompanied by a series of deafening thunder sounds, looking up, down, left and right.

If there was a thunderstorm, would his position be struck by lightning?

York in the other cage also came to his senses, thought for a moment, called Mrs. Morgan out, and hid under the huddled Mrs. Morgan.

...This is a really useful summoned beast.

Qi Youfeng thought a little enviously, stood up and leaned against the wooden cage. He didn't want to sit in the muddy water.

There was thunder and lightning, wind and rain. When the purple lightning covered the sky like the branches of a coral tree, Qi Youfeng seemed to see a faint ray of light, which hit head-on from the place where the lightning fell, and was instantly shattered.

Dazzling electric light.

Qi Youfeng couldn't help but tilt his head and closed his eyes slightly to avoid the strong light that burst out at that moment.

The sound of wind, raindrops and thunder stopped when he closed his eyes.

A continuous small sound came into my ears, crackling, crackling, like new buds sprouting from withered old branches, cracking open the dry and wrinkled bark section by section, and opening the broad leaves with a brushing sound.

Qi Youfeng opened his eyes. Water drops dripped from the top of the wooden cage and hit his eyelashes. Through this crystal clear filter, the scattered raindrops in the forest were like drops of green ink dots.

Fainted again and again.

In the fresh earthy smell after the rain, even the crows no longer feel harsh.

Only then did Qi Youfeng raise his head. The sky that had been cut by wooden strips had become vast and vast. A gentle breeze blew through it, and thin strands of rain fell from the leaves.

"It looks like everything has been resolved."

Mrs. Morgan screamed happily, lying on the ground and rolling around with her paws spread out. York walked to Qi Youfeng and looked up.

"Do you think there is some connection between the declining forest near Morrigan and the unusually rich mineral resources?" Qi Youfeng asked.

"Maybe, I think the declining forest has more to do with that troublesome little hammer."

York stretched greatly, turned around, and said unexpectedly:

"Simir? Why are you here?"

...

Nian Nian, who was completely at the center of the thunder and lightning, had almost stuffed himself into a hole in the ground.

With the arrival of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, Nian Nian also retreated step by step, wanting to stay away from the two imposing high priests, and in his mind, he further increased the upper limit of the strength of these elven high priests.

This is definitely not a level of force that players can achieve, and any attempt to confront someone head-on is foolish.

Before she could retreat two meters away, Engus, who was at the center of the storm, raised his hand. Miserably, Nian Nian found himself thrown to the feet of the two of them. The rumble of thunder penetrated his head from his ears, and the lightning flashed.

It washed away her consciousness layer by layer, from the soles of her feet to the tips of her hair.

By some strange mistake, Nian Nian took out his modified version of the Moon Spirit Bow, sat cross-legged and placed it on his knees. He drowsily missed the approving glances of Engus and Midir.

The artifact in Engus's hand represents life's thirst for and dependence on water, while the artifact lost by Midir represents the cycle of growth and decline of all things and the balance of life and death. The harp in the hands of the Dagda patriarch is in

While manipulating the alternation of day and night and the rotation of the four seasons, it also implies the helplessness and vision of living beings regarding the passage of time.

These things were not born for the use of a certain person, but were bred from the Moon Spirit Spring for the use of all the elves in the Forest of Jesus.

Especially the harp, which can affect the weather and astronomical phenomena on a small scale, has only been used a few times since its birth. Each time it was to fight against certain natural disasters, and even helped unsuspecting humans and dwarves, but it never

He won't show up in front of people for any ridiculous reasons like he does now.

Both Engus and Midir knew that the patriarch and high priest of Dagda, who was also their mother, was probably no longer in the Forest of Jesus.

But they also have their own responsibilities. They cannot leave the Emerald Forest easily, nor can they involve the elves in the whirlpool of division. Without making it public, they can only find a suitable person to secretly entrust this matter to them.

Give it to her.

Simil knew the sense of responsibility of these two NPCs, and knew the wisdom and strength of these two NPCs every year, but they just looked away, instead forgetting to look at the people around them, and also forgot the simplest logical inference.

——This can be a task.

In the windy and rainy thunder and lightning storm, Engus withdrew his gaze and looked at Midir. Midir frowned slightly and looked around slowly. Finally, when his eyes fell in a certain direction, he smiled faintly and held the five-pointed gun in his hand.

Pointing straight at the sky, purple lightning flew out from the tip of the gun.

There was a loud click, and Nian Nian quietly half-opened his eyes and saw a dim light flying rapidly from the forest, like a frightening beast that couldn't wait to escape home.

Midir raised his hand to grab it, swung his arm, and there was a soft clatter. A silver flag swayed in the wind, and the faint light separated the rain.

Nian Nian is a little nervous and doesn't know if he should speak.

"Recovered, continue?" Engus asked.

"Yeah." Midir responded.

Midir waved the flag, and the Moon Spirit Spring rolled with waves, and the mist rose. Engus chanted in a low voice, and the translucent jade bowl rose from the spring, slowly rotating, and the layers of light cyan mist suddenly dispersed.

Come, from near to far, a smooth and dense green blooms.

Seeing this green spreading out and about to reach the edge of my sight, I get more nervous every year.

In the distance, faint music sounded, and Engus and Midir's movements suddenly stopped, looking to the horizon in disbelief.

The flag in Midir's hand is still dancing, and the jade bowl in the center of the spring is still spinning.

Engus and Midir stretched out their hands to grab it, but the two artifacts turned into two golden lights and fled away as if they were summoned by the music.

When the neon glow finally appeared on the sky in the distance, Nian Nian quietly closed his eyes.

When the three artifacts gather together, this is the real beginning.