The Rise of the Cemetery

The expressions of the three of them changed at the same time, and they escaped from the range of the ice breath in a blink of an eye.

It didn't matter to the two legendary warriors. Although the holy step came out smoothly, the corners of the clothes were already stained with a layer of light blue, and the crystal frost flowers were looming.

"I'm sorry, the mount I just tamed is a bit difficult to control. I hope you will forgive me if I offend you!" Li Xun on the dragon's back had a smirk on his face. Although he said it politely, he secretly put away the half-worm corpse. The action is not vague at all.

As soon as the three strong human beings stared, Terence, the giant frost dragon crouching on top of the worm corpse, opened his mouth slightly. Under the swaying cold current, everything under him was instantly frozen in the blue ice. middle. On the back of the dragon, the Gorefiend and Fkansi kept grinning, watching the three of them with murderous intent.

One holy rank, one legend!

The three strong human beings stared at each other, and the thought of wanting to teach each other a lesson disappeared.

If there is no legend around the opponent, then the conflict will inevitably be crushed one-sidedly. In this way, it is completely within the control of one's own side to fight lightly and heavyly. But if there is a legend around the opponent, then the outcome of the conflict will be difficult to predict.

It's not appropriate to fight in the land of elves, no matter how you say it. Moreover, the three powerhouses do not belong to the same faction, so it is hard to say whether they can work together if they really want to fight. So the three strong human beings sneered, turned their heads and ran away without saying a word.

After scaring off their opponents, Li Xun and the Gorefiend quickly gathered up a few bug corpses that they had already spotted, and then turned back to the embassy full of ambition. During this process, Li Xun could feel that the emerald dragon flying high in the sky kept staring at him.

Yes! He was staring at himself, not at the Frost Dragon at his feet.

That meaningful gaze made Li Xun a little restless, always feeling that the other party seemed to see through something!

Emerald Dragon? It seems that I have to check their information when I go back!

With this anxiety, Li Xun plunged into the embassy and never appeared again.

And after Li Xun disappeared, the Emerald Dragon also slapped its huge dragon wings, turned around and flew straight up, and rushed straight into the tallest ancient tree in the center of Green Shady City. This is an ancient tree of life that is more than 9,000 years old. If it weren't for its existence, Green Shade City would not have become the city inhabited by high elves among the elves, second only to the holy city.

The emerald dragon circled upwards in a green shade, passing through countless thick tree paths that could accommodate two carriages in parallel, and passing through countless exquisite and elegant elf huts. Finally, on the top of the ancient tree nearly 300 meters above the ground, a sacred and elegant natural temple appeared in front of it.

And the high priest of the temple, Idril, was silently waiting in front of the temple.

The huge body of the emerald dragon landed on the square, and the whistling wind that rolled up was overflowing. However, when these severe winds blew in front of the peaceful and serene high priest, they were unconsciously transformed into spring breezes that were gentle and kind.

"Honorable Lord Laurocam, welcome to come!"

Idril is indeed the high priest of the elves, the spokesperson of the will of nature. She gently nodded her head to indicate that even the dragons, which have always been known for their arrogance and arrogance, cannot ignore it.

"Hello, my old friend, Guardian of Nature. At your call, here I come!"

The emerald dragon Laurokaim bent down as much as possible to lower his voice, but the strong airflow from his nostrils still created eddies around his body when talking in a "soft voice". If this was not the Temple of Nature, and if High Priest Idril hadn't been blessed by the sacred power of the temple, she would have been blown away long ago with her elf-like slender figure.

"Laurocam, since you still call me an old friend, then I won't pretend anymore." Idril smiled bitterly: "You have also seen the situation of Green Shade City since you came here. It has become no longer safe! Although we have established a defense line 200 miles away, but judging from today's situation, those bugs have found a way to bypass the defense line."

The emerald dragon didn't interrupt, but just listened silently.

"The Zerg's offensive is getting more and more fierce. We have lost all eyes and ears in the southwest direction, and we are retreating step by step, unable to stop the attack of the bugs."

"What about the Holy City? Is it true that the Elven Royal Court is still planning to stick to the Holy City and give up aid to the Green City?" Laurokaim couldn't help asking: "If this is the case, old friend, why didn't you give up earlier? City of Green Shades? In this way, the power of the entire elf clan can be condensed together, and maybe they can survive this pest plague."

"Laurocam, you don't understand!" Idril's smile became more and more bitter: "When we first discovered this batch of Zerg, they only occupied a small area less than a hundred miles away, and all the Zerg were added together. It's only 20,000 to 30,000. It's a pity that our forces were too scattered at that time, and we didn't concentrate on destroying them immediately. Now, in just over a month, they have already occupied nearly 4,000 square kilometers of forest in the southwest of the Elven Continent, and they The troops... can already be called overwhelming!"

"You mean they are still growing and expanding?" The emerald dragon understood what she meant.

"My worry stems from this. If the more we back down, the more powerful they become, then it might not be a good idea to gather all the elves' strength to retreat to the heavily-defended Silver Moon Holy City."

"Yes. If your worries are correct, retreating to the Holy City will mean giving up tens of thousands of square kilometers of huge land. At that time, the enemies in the forest will probably be ten times more terrifying than now! "The amber-shaped vertical pupils of the emerald dragon couldn't help shrinking slightly: "Idriel, since you have such worries, didn't you convey your meaning to the Holy City? They..."

"They already know all this!"

"Then what do they mean?"

"Although they knew all this, they didn't have the determination to make huge sacrifices for it. Green Shade City is not a city suitable for defense, so use this as a base to fight against the Zerg, and the casualties paid by the elves will be unimaginable .”

"Then what are they going to do?"

"The high elves in the king's court have contacted all the races they can contact, and even invited the human beings who have feuded. They want to build a strong fortress that will not fall with the Holy City as the center, and Green City...Green City The city has become an abandoned son who procrastinates for time."

"They have already decided to abandon the Green City?" The emerald dragon raised its huge head high, and its voice couldn't help raising its voice an octave: "This is where Ankara, the ancient tree of life, grows, and it is the second largest tree among your elves. The ancient tree of life is second only to the one in the holy city. How dare they...how willing to..."

Laurocam couldn't help muttering to himself, full of disbelief.

You know, the Ancient Tree of Life is the origin of life for the elves, which they can never give up. According to legend, many noble-born pure-blood elves were bred by the ancient tree of life. In the elven classics, the ancient tree of life was even raised to a lofty status related to the life and death of the elven race.

According to the ancient tradition of the elves, every elf must hold a prayer ceremony to return to the ancient tree of life after death. In this way, the dead elves can be turned into a leaf on the ancient tree of life, and once again merged into the embrace of great nature.

Therefore, the ancient tree of life is a symbol of the prosperity of the elves, and its status in the hearts of elves is unparalleled.

Therefore, when he suddenly heard that the Elven Royal Court planned to give up an ancient tree of life that ranked second among the elves, the emerald dragon Laurokaim couldn't help but exclaimed.

"They're not completely giving up on Ankara." Idril smiled bitterly a lot today: "When the situation is most critical, they will send three Elf Elders to hold a magic ceremony to force Ankara to incubate a seed of life as its continue."

The emerald dragon was dejected.

"Since the attitude of the Elven Royal Court is this way, what about the Temple of Nature?" Laurokaim suddenly remembered something: "You are one of the three remaining high priests of the elves, can't you put a little pressure on the Elven Royal Court through the temple?" ? What are the priests in the holy city busy with?"

"They are all busy now!" Idril sighed melancholy: "They are still busy holding the grandest prayer ceremony, praying to the great Mother Goddess of Nature for protection and guidance, where would they have time to listen to the city of green shades?" the sound of!"

"It's no wonder I haven't seen many elf mages and druids here. It turns out that they all went to the Holy City for divination. Hmph, how many times have we dragon wise men warned you to use the power of fate so unscrupulously to obtain sporadic stars in the future?" Fragments will only trigger the backlash of fate. You elves are too much basing your safety on illusory divination and prophecy. If it weren't for the backlash of fate, your ancient elf empire would also..."

Hearing the indignant accusations from her old friend, the emerald dragon, Idriel, who is the high priest of the elves, shook her head and sighed helplessly. She understands everything the old partner said, but this has become a chronic disease of the elves. Whenever a major event happened to the elves, and when the future fate of the elves was determined, the high elves who controlled the elves could not help but want to borrow the magical power of the power of fate.

This certainly allows the elves to always occupy the safest and most secure development path in the long history, but it also makes the elves the biggest enemy of the power of destiny. Wanton spying on the development of fate, and unrestrained changes in the development of fate, this caused the elf empire to fall rapidly at its peak, and was replaced by the human beings who came from behind.

Once upon a time, the elves had vowed not to rely on the power of fate to maintain their existence, so they lingered on the elves continent for tens of thousands of years. But today, when the elves are facing the catastrophe of genocide, some high elves can't help but think of the power of fate again.