In the ancient wood world, the whole planet is covered with eleven towering ancient trees, like eleven pillars of heaven, carrying the sky and the earth.

Below, there are strange purple, red and turquoise ancient trees, simple and vicissitudes, although they are not as tall as one percent of the eternal life ancient trees, they also look dense and verdant.

In the Night Elf tribe, Mu Mu slowly opened his eyes.

After experiencing this time, she completely let go of the knot in her heart and no longer became too entangled in the things of becoming a woman.

After all, I also understand that it is the rules of this world that cause that as long as you want to transform into a shape, you have to pass through the ancient tree of life, and you will inevitably become a female elf.

It's a monopoly!

This is the tacit agreement of the eleven ancient trees of life, although they fight, they will never allow the male elves to appear, let these elves reproduce on their own, and their own tree guards are out of control.

In this way, there would be no need for the elves to protect their mothers.

"Sorted out my thoughts.... My heart is balanced, the Ancient Tree of Life monopolizes the entire era, it seems that the elves are free, and it is still the major Ancient Trees of Life playing chess. Mu Mu understood it for a moment, and there was greater restlessness and expectation in his heart.

He suddenly remembered the innate ancient gods of the desolate ancient world, who monopolized the entire era.

As long as you are a member of the Night Elves, you must protect the Night Elf Ancient Tree and develop it like other elves.

He suddenly spoke, "My ultimate goal is to find a way to deceive the Elven Life Ancient Tree in some way when the altar is reborn, and become a male elven hero, and then, I am the only man in the whole world, doing whatever I want.... I'm going to be a chef and travel all over the world..."

"I must become a man! If I become a man, I can breed a whole new race in this world. ”

His eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

Maybe this wave of shame to become a female elf is not a loss! Now it is to realize the ultimate dream of any man!

Although he has a bewitching figure, he can't stop one of his great dreams, to return to his male body, and then go to cook sideline food!

And to do this, you have to overthrow the absolute domination of the eleven eleven eleven elbow ancient trees!

Soon, he silently buried this ambition in his heart and began to communicate with the ancient tree of life.

"Conquer other elven trees?"

Once again, the Ancient Tree of Life was proposed, and there was no reason to refuse, or even ask for it.

This ancient tree of life, using the corpses of the elves that were harvested, no longer gave birth to the fruit of life, but was used as an energy reserve in the tribe.

And what is used to store this energy?

Ancient stone wells were gradually established in the tribe, and the ancient tree of life connected the bottom of the well with its own roots, continuously transporting energy from afar, turning into a well, in which the liquid was rich in energy, and supplied to wage the elven war.

"Energy wells. ”

A beautiful and elegant woman stood on the elven tribe, wearing a dark green cloak, looking up at the sky, "This distant ancient world will eventually turn into the ancient epic of this world, how will future generations record me?"

He remembered the ancient poems of the wizarding world and the ancient world, the heroic legends, the hymns of courage, which opened the prelude to the era, and countless descendants are singing praises, and now, he is becoming the history of the distant mythological era.

That sense of heavy vicissitudes makes people feel a little emotional.

She suddenly spoke, "What is it above the sky? ”

Above the dappled foliage sky, it is a mysterious and desirable unknown world.

"Is it the moon, the sun, the stars?" said Yumia, who kept murmuring, and finally relented, "but the source of this well's energy is the heavenly dome, and it must be called the moon well." ”

The moon well, the name, also symbolizes his dream of yearning for the sky, whether it is the moon in the well, it depends on the future.

She began to brew a quenching potion and craft a quenching weapon.

The Night Elves have a talent for the swiftness of ghost movement, and can see at night in the dark, and from this day on, they have completely incarnated as assassins in the dark night, and each of them is the most outstanding night killer.

She brought the water from the Moon Well and made it into an energy potion, which is equivalent to restoring her strength.

She began to brew life potions again, making healing potions.

Let an ancient tree of war turn into a shop in the tribe, selling three kinds of potions, as well as various weapons, and become an ancient tree of knowledge of the Night Elf tribe, a civilization cannot do without historians, and any history, whether it is wrong or wrong, can be learned from the descendants of its own race, so as to go out of a broader road.

The advancement and success of any civilization is based on the foundation of its predecessors. A civilization without a past is equivalent to having no future.

In the end, she got a third potion, the explosive potion, which was made from the skin of her own feet, but it was very dangerous, not only would it hurt the enemy, but it might also hurt herself, and when she opened it, it was an extremely strong terrifying aura, and under normal circumstances, it would not be used by the elves.

"It's terrifying, Yumea's elven coercion can be made into a potion? This is the dragon's coercion, a terrifying ability that it doesn't have at all!" After hearing this news, many Night Elves became more and more jealous, the perfect god's foot with forbidden power.

Half a month later, they set out and attacked the water elf tribe.

They cut down the trees, built a big boat, and rode the night to the island in the lake.

This piece of heaven and earth is an artificial sun made by Emperor Qi, and in his body protection method, it revolves around the planet, and the ancient tree world naturally has the saying of day and night.

The wind spirits are friendly with the wind, and the water spirits are friendly with the water.

The night is the home of the Night Elves, who walk in the darkness in the form of assassins.

The quenched weapons were glowing with cold light, and the deliberately diluted toxins were not intended to make people die, but it was enough to make them fall to the ground in an instant and lose their combat effectiveness after their skin was cut.

The water elf Gilna sat at the door, recalling the terrifying night elf hero, unable to sleep all night, "What the hell is that? Fifth Order, the life of our elves, how can we reach the fifth order?"

"Could it be that after we are born, we can still use some way to enhance our strength the day after tomorrow?" she went to consult the Great Eternal Life Ancient Tree, but did not receive an answer, and even the oldest existence did not know the truth.

"No, I can't. ”

She stood up, unable to sleep, "I have to ask the Ancient Tree of Life again, how did we elves break through to the fifth order. ”

She walked through the tribe of water spirits in the darkness of the night, and the night was exceptionally quiet tonight.

Suddenly, a ghostly dark figure floated out of a room and stabbed her in the chest silently.

Gilna turned sideways and quickly kicked the figure away, narrowing her eyes slightly, "Night Elf...."

Boom!

She slammed open the door and walked into the treehouse where the Night Elf had left, and found a water elf lying on the ground, and her mind went blank, followed by fear and ice that seeped into her bones.

"Enemy attack!"

A rapid scream pierced the silent night sky.

In the dark night, it was originally the home of the night elves, and in the sneak attack, it has now been reduced by a third of the water elves, and the opponent's weapon is very terrifying, as long as the wound is lightly cut, it will fall down in an instant.

Such as the most feared assassins.

They were armed with wooden weapons and spears, and they were one-sided.

"If we continue like this, we will all die!"

"You can only run! Then look for a chance to counterattack!"

Gilna roared, fought back frantically, and led a group of clansmen to quickly cross into the water.

The night elves watched them quietly, but they did not dare to enter the water, the water was the home of the water elves, they entered the lake, they fought, it was self-defeating.

Soon, a group of water spirits were soaking wet, and they could vaguely see the slender body with bumps and bumps, slowly swimming like a mermaid, converging at the bottom of the water, and even like a fish, they could breathe freely.

This is the gift of their water spirits, with the strength of a fish.

"Do you think our water elf tribe is so easy to invade?"

"Now, instead, they are surrounded by us on the island, trapped alive. ”

Voices came one after another, and they began to discuss a counterattack.

.....

In the dark.

The sky swayed with a dappled dim glow, and leaves stuck to the sky.

A beautiful woman stood by the lake, and the breeze blew Yumea's clothes and floated in the wind.

"Are you going to do it?" Cyrin stood beside her, suddenly planning to stay away, for fear of being infected.

Mu Mu smiled dumbly, "You don't have to go, just stay by my side, as long as my legs are in the water, it will naturally not spread to the air, don't worry." ”

After that, she sat on the edge of the lake, stretched her legs into the water, and slowly took off her shoes in the water, "By the way, wash your shoes, the seal is too strong, and after only a long time, the taste is too strong." ”

The airtightness is too strong, her feet sweat every day, the spicy taste is crazy fermented in the high shoes, and she doesn't dare to take off her shoes.

Whoa!

The shoes were slowly washed, and she sat on a stone on the edge of the lake, swaying her fair and slender legs while washing them, causing heavy ripples and slowly fainting.

A good picture of a fairy bathing foot, like a fairy tale fairyland.

Whoa!

Pieces of lake fish, turned up the white of the fish's belly, quickly floated on the surface of the water densely, forming a very spectacular scene.

Her feet kept swinging in the lake, still thinking as a chef, "These fish can be used as a celebration dinner after our victory, go back and soak it in water to dilute it, it will become a spicy and fragrant fish with excellent taste, grill it directly, sprinkle with minced garlic, it is an excellent delicacy, the night elves, must love to eat it very much." ”

"What's going on? my eyes!!"

Soon, the water spirit sensed something, struggled hard, and quickly surfaced, tears and snot were left frantically, shouting for help, looking miserable and collapsed to the extreme, as if he had been tortured by something.

"Sure enough, the power of our Night Elf hero Yumia far surpasses that of the dragon!"

"This coercion is simply terrifying! In the water, it has become a nightmare for the water spirits!"

At this time, the night elves cheered loudly, and drove the boat again, and salvaged these water elves who cried for help, and snot and tears broke out on the board, like a convulsive dead salted fish, which was about to die.

Seeing this, she slowly put on her shoes, "It's so cool! Wash the shoes to wear, it's different, it's been sticky before, it's all sweaty, and I don't even dare to take it off when I sleep, it seems that in the future, I have to find a place to wash my shoes often... By the way, just find a small basin and wash your shoes and feet regularly, and wash your feet with water, just enough to put it in a bottle to make explosive potions for the Night Elves. ”

"Let's go meet the leader of the water elves, Gilna. ”

Moments later, she came to a salvaged water elf beauty.

She convulsed, lying on the deck looking at the sky in confusion, her face full of disbelief, "Gilna, surrender, or death? ”

Gilna was stunned, looking at this mysterious figure like a hero, the coercion that no one had the power to resist, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Do we still have a choice?"

"Take them back to the tribe to heal. ”

Three days later, Gilna witnessed the strength and order of the Night Elf tribe.

Clothes weaving, ironsmithing, rules of order, delicious dishes, potions, moon wells, and the ancient tree of knowledge, a shop that records history and sells goods, they call it: civilization!

"What delicious food. She looked at the Night Elf hero who mingled with the elves and kept cooking, and there was an irrepressible admiration in her heart.

"Do you want to take a bath with me? I'll heal you. Yumia spoke.

"What is civilization?" Gilna was taking a bath, and Mu Mu was helping her wipe her back, helping her heal and heal her wounds with her hands.

"Civilization is order, the most powerful force in the world. Mu Mu said as he looked at Gilna, who had a perfect figure, and whispered secretly, "She is worthy of being the most beautiful woman of the water elves, their patriarch is gentle as water, and she is very smart and strong, I like it very much, this is love at first sight, and I will be my wife in the future.... One of them. ”

Celine has no mind at all, and he treats him as a confidant, a lovely sister, not the type he likes.

After another half a month, the invasion of the wind elf tribe began.

The Wind Elf Tribe had heard the news of the fall of the Water Elf Tribe and met with strong resistance.

"Use a bow and arrow, salvo!"

"They are not allowed to come close!"

They began to understand thoroughly that in close combat, they did not let the opponent of that kind of terrifying poison, and once that night elf Yumia approached, that terrifying coercion would be emanated, making people instantly hot and unable to open their eyes.

Brush Brush Brush!

The Wind Elf tribe, living on trees, condescendingly, fired sharp arrows one by one, forming a protracted battle for more than a month before they were taken alive.

After all, even if a fifth-order Yumia made a move, it would be difficult to get close to the dense rain of arrows, and she would be constantly injured, and her greatest coercion would have no use.

After taking down the wind elves with great difficulty, he began to go to the light elf tribe again, but the light elf tribe had been unexpectedly prepared.

They have already begun to train elven warriors, giving up all elves in hand-to-hand combat, and turning on the long-range bow and arrow mode, and now every elf is a very powerful archer.

"This is destined to be a long war, and it will take more than a year to take down the light elves. Yumia spoke.

She felt that none of these native elves were stupid, and she quickly reacted, knowing that she could not fight in close combat, lest she be intimidated by her coercion.

After another year and a half, they finally conquered the Light Elf tribe.

The Night Elf Tribe, in one fell swoop, became one of the strongest tribes comparable to the Feather Elf Tribe, and even surpassed, even ruled over the three Ancient Trees of Life, and suddenly the remaining nearby Elf Ancient Trees were in danger, began to train archers, and gave up melee combat.

The Chronicles of the High Elves of Yumea records:

[In the one hundred and thirty-second year of the Divine Creation Era, the elves were good at melee combat, and the epic night elf hero Yumia appeared, so far, the elves have turned into long-range archers, good at riding and shooting]

Even after countless years, there are still historians from all over the world who are studying and discussing this mysterious history.

"In the oldest era of the ancient elves, the elves were all good at melee combat, and they liked to fight like barbarians? They were all elegant elves, it is unimaginable, until the appearance of Yumia changed the entire course of history?"

Some historians find it incredible.

A Night Elf Yumia makes an elven race go from melee to ranged to the other side of history.

"Today's elves, archers, archmages, never close to people, extremely elegant, good at guerrilla tactics, it turned out to be the terrifying oppression from that time, and the talent has been inherited from generation to generation. ”

"In the legend, Yumea, the ancient elven king, that kind of coercion, the legend surpasses the dragon power, what level of horror is it? All the elves are forced to respond with bows and arrows, it is said that they cannot be looked at, heard, or touched.... It's so mysterious, and if there's hope, I'd go back in time and experience that coercion for myself. ”

"Shhhh ”

Everything is in the past, and it has long been buried in history and has become a myth of the past.