Western Fantasy: From the Eagle Tribe to the Angel Empire

The royal capital of the elves is called Taiilan'er. It was the location that the first generation of elven kings finally selected after searching everywhere in the Nadashir Forest.

It is located in the middle of the Nadashir Forest, with abundant water and soil, flat terrain, and is not far from any location in Nadashir. The influence of the Royal Capital of Tailaner can radiate to the entire forest.

When Jiang You flew far into the vicinity of Taiyilan'er, he first saw a giant green tree nearly a thousand meters high standing in the center of the forest, lush and lush as a canopy!

Like huge waves rising in a green ocean.

Under the giant trees, the trees are like grass growing under the trees, with obvious contrast.

The canopy formed by the huge tree crown casts a large shadow, and a city with elf characteristics was built under the shadow of this giant tree.

Exquisite houses, streets that are neither wide nor narrow, silver moon signs that can be seen everywhere on the streets, and flowers everywhere.

The summer sun shines through it, giving it a leisurely and peaceful atmosphere.

A river passes through this elven city, bringing coolness and moisture to the city.

Jiang You stood in the sky, overlooking half of the city, looking at the thousand-meter giant tree not far away, sighing in his heart.

The last time I saw such a giant tree was the Father of Oaks.

However, in Jiang You's perception.

This giant tree does not have any aura of wisdom, but it is extremely full of vitality, and a strange force field emanates from it from the inside out.

It is an unparalleled vitality.

Just as Jiang You stood in mid-air and looked down leisurely, a silver-haired winged man fluttered his wings and flew up into the air, approaching him. When he was far away, he shouted loudly.

"My fellow tribesmen, have you forgotten what the leader warned us? Although we are wingmen and the closest brothers of the elves, we cannot stand in the sky above the capital of the elves at will. This is impolite behavior. ”

"Come down with me."

However, Jiang You did not reply to him. Instead, he looked at the towering tree in the center of Taiyilaner and asked.

"Do you know where this thousand-meter giant tree in the middle of Taiylaner came from?"

"Dear fellow racer, have you lost your memory?!"

Yi Ren flew in front of Jiang You and explained.

"This giant tree is actually also called Tai Yilan'er. It is the seed that a natural titan named Tai Yilan'er transformed into himself before the Giant Tree Clan, the ancestor of the elves, moved eastward."

"After the Giant Tree Clan, the ancestors of the elves, traveled eastward, they came to the central area of ​​the Nadashir Forest, which is now Taiilan'er, and planted the "natural seed" incarnated by the Titan in the forest."

"Natural seeds will break out of the ground in the second year, and then grow up year by year!"

"Until now, Tai Yilaner is still growing up, as if there is no limit."

After he finished speaking, he approached Jiang You and was suddenly surprised.

Only then did he realize that Jiang You was not all the Winged Man he knew!

And when Jiang You turned his head to look at him with his eyes, a majestic feeling, like a king descending from the nine heavens, struck into his heart, and the respect that seemed to come from his blood suddenly overwhelmed him.

Take another look, isn't this the great Winged King in the portrait collected by the leader's grandfather?

"You...you are..."

The winged man's voice trembled.

He was sure but not sure.

Facing Yi Ren's eyes full of respect, Jiang You said softly.

"Child, I come from the east coast of Losendas in the continent of Flanders. My name is Jiang You!"

"The east coast of the Felander continent is the ancestral land of my family before they migrated eastward!"

"You said your name is Yu! Uriel! You are King Uriel!"

The touch deep in the bloodline made Yiren extremely excited, and the records and rumors in the clan made him very sure.

"Are you the ancestor of all Winged People in the records of the clan?!"

Ancestor King? A unique title.

"It's me!"

Jiang You nodded affirmatively.

"He is my king!"

Yiren shouted in surprise.

"Please wait a moment, the king. I will go to the tribe's territory now and lead the tribe to pay homage to the king!"

Jiang You originally wanted to say no.

But looking at the expectation and excitement in Yiren's eyes, I remembered that those fifty Yiren traveled across the ocean, came to a strange continent, took root and sprouted, and never went back. Even the first batch of people died there. After arriving in a foreign country, I couldn't help but feel soft.

"Go ahead and bring them to see me!"

He originally thought that these wingmen would not remember him.

More than 1,500 years have passed.

As time goes by, the Yi people here have been passed down for countless generations. It is normal not to recognize him!

He is ready!

But I didn't expect that in a world with extraordinary powers, the power of blood is so pure and powerful that it can allow descendants more than a thousand years later to maintain the same worship as their ancestors.

Everything is possible!

Not long after.

Thousands of winged people flew into the air with a huff.

The leader was an old wing man. He was holding a simple sheepskin portrait in his hand. He flew to Jiang You and opened the portrait to compare.

I wouldn't say they are exactly the same, I can only say they are very similar, especially the confident and high-spirited demeanor! In addition, Jiang You brought them a sense of closeness and oppression based on blood.

Let them confirm immediately that the Yiren in front of them is their ancestor king!

Lao Yiren suddenly burst into tears.

Under his leadership, thousands of Winged People prostrated themselves in mid-air, the highest etiquette of the Winged Tribe.

"king!"

"king!"

The movement in the sky has long attracted the attention of the entire Taiyilaner region.

In the forest, the rangers put away their bows and arrows and looked up.

On the street, the elven residents put down what they were doing, walked out of the tree houses, and looked at the sky.

Even Elf King Altais walked out of the Night Moon Courtyard of the palace holding his scepter and looked at the scene in the sky.

Almost all the Winged People in Taiyilan flew into the sky, bowed respectfully to a young Winged Person with silver hair and purple eyes, and shouted "King" loudly!

The sound was so loud that it resounded throughout the world!

All the elves could not help but have questions in their minds.

"Who is that winged man?!"

"It sounds like he is the King of Winged Men?!"

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mid-air.

Jiang You looked at the people who had escaped from his thousand-year protection. When he came, they still fell down respectfully and smiled happily.

"Okay, since you still worship me as king. You will be like the winged people on another continent, bathing in the light of the platinum moon!"

However, these words made all the wingmen look embarrassed.

The leader, Lao Yiren, opened his mouth to explain.

"King, for more than a thousand years, we have believed in the silver moon like the elves. I am afraid it will be difficult for the tribe to recognize the platinum moon that appeared five hundred years ago!"

Jiang You smiled when he heard this.

"People, that platinum moon is my incarnation!"

After saying that, his mind moved, and the platinum moon in the sky suddenly shone with platinum brilliance and projected down.

And above Jiang You's head, a pure white halo appeared, and then a shadow of a platinum moon appeared behind him!

Holy majesty!

This surprised everyone.

"It turns out that my king is the newly born platinum moon!"

The king is like a god, holding the moon high in the sky!

Some winged people immediately expressed their intention to change their beliefs, some were hesitant, and some were struggling with their eyes!

Jiang You saw them one by one and smiled at them.

"No problem, freedom of belief. Whether you believe in the Silver Moon or the Platinum Moon, you are all my people."

Looking at all the winged people, they all breathed a sigh of relief!

Deep down in his heart, he sighed and wrote down the reactions of these winged people.

Over time, no matter how deep the blood connection is, it will be corroded by faith.

It still requires some means.

But this is all a matter for later, he looked at the wingmen and said.

"Next, find a few people and take me to meet the Elf King!"

"yes!"

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