"Do you regret betraying us? Betraying your brothers and sisters? Do you know how Malygos has spent all these ten thousand years?" the High Elf unceremoniously unceremoniously unceremoniously uncovered Nesario's scars. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "No, I don't regret it. Nesario accentuated his tone, "Malygos himself was not hurt by me...... What does it have to do with me to grieve too much for the sake of those so-called fellow citizens and become insane. ”

"Really?" continued with a mocking smile on the High Elf's lips, "but at the time, before we had such a mission, you and Malygos ......" "That's enough! Nesario interrupted the High Elves, a little emotional, and gasped, "According to the future you and Enzos depicted, we are not eternal, and when that day comes, all people, whether it be me, Malygos, or our two sisters, will die...... Even you, my brother, who call yourself eternal, have no other stream of time to escape the end for you...... Don't you want to do something?"

The High Elf chuckled and seemed to show disdain for Nesario: "I knew it would be like this, my brother, I always knew that. But what can I do? Since the day my consciousness was born, I have passed through countless streams of time, changed the course of countless events, created countless tributaries of time, but what is the meaning of these? The future will always belong to the end times, my brother...... At some point in the time stream, I even destroyed the Temple of Dragon's Sleep, which I thought would not be worn on that way...... But no matter what, the Temple of Dragon's Sleep will be rebuilt, my brother, and that is your eternal destiny. The eternal doom that no one can change. ”

Nesario was silent, and suddenly became insane: "Impossible, even if we can't, what about Tyr? What about Loken? They can't, what about Amansel? Iona? even...... Enzos, Enzos must have a way...... And Elune, she ......"

Under the High Elf's compassionate gaze, Nesario's voice grew quieter and quieter. After a long while, the middle-aged human uncle, who seemed to be a little mentally abnormal, opened his mouth and asked, "My brother, is there really nothing to do?"

"I've told you a long time ago, Nesario, there's a way. First of all, Elune must have a way, this is her world...... But ask your master, how many years has he not seen Elune? As for Amansel...... If there is a way to avoid this apocalypse, do you think those so-called creators, the great Titans, will leave this world in a hurry? Also, our sister Ysera, her dreams may have escaped this catastrophe, of course, but maybe, I'm not sure. ”

"Emerald Realm?" Nesario seemed to grasp a lifeline, "this...... You've never mentioned it before......" The High Elf was silent before finally speaking, "Yes, I wasn't sure of that before. Until recently, I met ...... in a time stream I got some information, that the dream, the projection of the Titans for this world, everything in it, interconnected with this place, yet separate from each other, if we could enter it...... Maybe, I mean, maybe, escape that doomsday ......"

"And what are we waiting for?" Nesario seemed very excited, but the High Elf's next words made him ponder, "What are you waiting for, my brother, you can't forget what our sister has done in the past 10,000 years, right? Unless you have a way to pull her out of her fantasy, there is no way for a being as powerful as us to enter her world without her consent." ”

Nesario was silent for a moment, then spoke, "This...... You don't have to care. I think there should be a way for Enzos to be able to enter Ysera's emerald dream. The High Elf hesitated and said, "But Enzos ...... That master of yours shouldn't hurt ......"

"Hmph, put away your set, my brother. You and I both understand that the reason why you tell me this is not to put your hopes in Enzos, and what he will do to our sister in the end...... Do you care more about this than your life?" Nessario grabbed the High Elf he called "Brother" in front of him, but when did humans and High Elves become brothers?

The High Elf seemed a little annoyed, and the eyebrows that stretched out of his face jumped violently a few times, but finally calmed down, and said indifferently: "Very well, then can you tell me now, what is the matter with you?"

"What is this?" the High Elf took the egg. "Alexstaza's egg. Nesario replied simply, "Infused with my energy, now, you infuse your energy with yours too." The High Elf asked, somewhat surprised, "Alexstaza, how did you get her eggs......?"

"Hmph. Nesario sneered twice, "Our unproductive sister is in this city right now. Aren't you, my brother, omniscient......? If it weren't for your help, how could I have broken the seal that the four of you had placed on the Demon Soul together?What is the use of the Demon Soul other than imprisoning the guardian dragon?" The High Elf seemed to have gotten the answer he wanted, and did not have any obsession with the "sister of the two people" in Nesario's mouth, but grabbed the dragon egg in his hand, and the fine sand in the hourglass on his shoulder suddenly flowed, and streams of blue and white light mist overflowed from the hourglass, slowly merging into the dragon egg.

"What is this going to do?" asked the High Elf as he returned the egg to Nesario when he had injected enough energy. "Hey...... My brother, do you remember when you injected your power into the demon's soul?" Knowing how to avoid death, Nesario, who had seen at least a little hope, seemed to be a little happy, and his expression was no longer so depressed and serious, and he seemed to have turned into a sunny ...... Middle-aged human uncle. (Isn't it still an uncle)

"Remember......," the High Elf looked a little ugly, "it was you who proposed to pool the power of the five-colored dragons, and you said that it would definitely produce a magical effect and defeat the Burning Legion. But in the end you lied to us, and even though all four of us had infused the power into the artifact, you, Nesario, you used this weapon to ......."