Journey of the Infinite Wizard

"impossible!"

Galadriel's eyes focused on the center of the king's hall, on the king's throne with a different shape, at this moment there was a figure that was extremely huge for ordinary people sitting there. He wore a wooden crown on his head, his bright silver hair was neatly combed, and there were two strands of bright silver hair hanging down from the elegant and beautiful dress on his chest.

Brown leather boots on his feet, standing in front of his body is an elegant long sword with twin trees wrapped around it, and the whole body is emerald color. The flawless diamond inlaid at the end seems to have flowing water inside, and it seems that there is a galaxy slowly rotating.

As a high elf, a high elf of the Noldor tribe who once lived in the undead land of Aman. Of course Galadriel, Princess of the Noldor, knew the immortal legends of her people, legends which the Elves are still proud of. His figure and deeds ignore the barriers and contradictions among the tribes born after the split of the elves, because he is a legend within the elves.

"Yiningville!"

Galadriel's star-like eyes stared closely at the figure on the throne. At this moment, all kinds of complicated emotions surged in her heart. How much she wanted to stand beside this legendary figure, help him govern the country, and stand behind him to silently support him. However, fate is always impermanent, and good fortune always tricks people. In Aman Continent, when she paid attention to him for the first time, she only knew that he was the elder of the clan, the guide, the founder and sage of civilization.

Afterwards, in Aman Continent, he created the supreme treasure that the elves enshrine, the beautiful, powerful and incomparable Elven Silmarillion. From then on, Galadriel began to pay attention to him, knowing what he did and all the experiences after he was born. This kind of emotion and feeling came out of nowhere, but it was so natural, without any interference from external forces. As Galadriel learned more, the more she could not help but indulge in it and enjoy it. She wants to be with this legendary elf, but the huge gap between the two parties is an insurmountable gap. Even though she was the princess of Noldor at that time, compared with the legendary elves who created all kinds of legendary deeds and powerful incomparable, the identity of Princess Noldor is really nothing. Moreover, in Yiningville at that time, it was difficult for outsiders to see him all day long. He always appeared everywhere, maybe at Vera's place, or maybe in his own palace, busy with various things.

Moreover, Yiningville was already king at that time, and some people were separated from the Teleri tribe, followed Yiningville at that time, and became king in Valinor. Although he is the oldest and the oldest, his people are the least among the four tribes. However, he used the fewest and weakest subjects to train them into the best talents. During those years in Valinor, Yiningville and his people accomplished many achievements, even Valar and Willi often stopped to appreciate in the city they built.

Compared with them, the cities established by the other three races and their achievements are obviously much inferior. However, the high gates and the tightly closed Miyagi blocked Galadriel's vision. She had no reason to approach him, let alone what to say after approaching him.

While the rest of the kings were marrying wives one after another and conceiving offspring, he was the only one who was still alone. Although, as long as he nods, there will be many outstanding elf women willing to marry him. However, this king is always busy with his own affairs alone, although all the elves don't know what he is busy with.

In Galadriel's mind, all kinds of memories and scenes flashed one by one, and all the memories of the past seemed to be as if they were yesterday, vividly in his mind. Her memories recalled Valinor, recalled Middle Earth, and everything that happened made her regret her hesitation and lack of decisiveness. At the same time, she also regretted that she flinched easily. Now that she is married, she can't catch up with the strongest elf king. Thinking of this, Galadriel looked at Yiningville complicatedly, and looked at the young and perfect face of the other party. There was no trace of aging on his body, and he was still like a newly born tree. His whole body was full of vitality.

Compared with Galadriel's complex and tortuous mental journey, Elrond's emotions are much more normal. He is a half-elf. He is a descendant of Beren and Lucien, with the blood of elves, Maya, and humans. Unlike his brother who chose to become a human being, Elrond chose to inherit the destiny of the elves. He protected one of the people and established Rivendell. He participated in many wars, even in the most tragic battle of Valinor, he also successfully survived. Perhaps, he is not as powerful as those powerful elf kings and lords in the first era. However, over the long years, the battles and fights he has experienced have made him strong and experienced enough.

However, even the experienced and determined Elrond was lost in the face of Yiningville. Compared with this strongest elf, other personal achievements are really nothing.

This seemingly time-consuming mental memory is actually just a short moment. Thranduy looked at the absent-minded Galadriel and Elrond, who was not much different, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, since Yiningville and his city and people disappeared from Middle-earth. The destruction of Doriath caused the people of Doriath to scatter into various parts of Middle-earth, coupled with Sauron's subsequent ravages, since then. The people of Sindar fell into an unprecedented stage of weakness. Even if some of the Isver elves returned to Middle-earth to assist Thranduil, a long time passed. They still haven't regained their vitality. Under the situation where the other two elven forces are connected with each other, the lonely people of Sindar are so lonely and have no support. Although there are still many people of Sindar among the people of these two elven forces, in Thranduil's mind, they are just a group of 'betrayers' who have forgotten their hatred.

However, it's fine now.

Sinda's pride, Yiningville, who already belonged to the same family, has returned again. Sindar once again had support, with a talented leader and monarch, Thranduil firmly believed that even at this moment, Sindar's strength had not recovered. However, he dared to pat his chest and declare to all life in Middle-earth with unprecedented confidence. Belonging to Sindar, the inviolable dignity, is back again. Because, in front of this powerful and invincible king, humans and dwarves are still bumpkins and bumpkins who cannot stand on the stage.

They are still students and vassals of the elves, even though they have gradually grown stronger at this moment. The overall strength has already surpassed the elves, but Thranduil believes that as long as Yinenville is there, then Sindar will be under his leadership. It will definitely enter an unprecedented peak state. Moreover, Yiningville also proved this to them, in that vast, beautiful, and resource-rich different world, on a new continent named after the clan name of the elves. There, there are already figures and footprints of elves everywhere, and they are powerful. And this ancient ancestor also confessed to them that he wanted to take them, the Sindar people, to live in that beautiful and vast new world.

Thinking of this, Thranduil held his head high, and with an almost arrogant attitude, he sang to Galadriel and Elrond, "Facing the only and most beautiful elf king of the race, you should abide by the most Ancient etiquette, meet my king!"

Thranduil's voice sounded harsh in the quiet king's hall, but it also awakened Galadriel and Elrond at the same time. The complex emotions on both faces were not concealed at all, so under the urging of Thranduy's eyes. Galadriel and Elrond each stepped forward to meet the legendary Supreme Sovereign with the oldest etiquette of the elves.

"Galadriel (Elrond), meet the King of Ysver, the ancestor of the elves, the legendary elves, Your Majesty Yinenville!" Strictly abide by the oldest etiquette, and speak the oldest and most noble title , this is the first time since the elves were born, they were crowned on the head of a king. Moreover, the titles and honors here are not qualified to be enjoyed by other monarchs except him.