If Monia didn't know the identity of the person in front of her by now, she might as well find a piece of tofu and kill her. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info remembered the "mother" when they first met, she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, it was too embarrassing, it was too embarrassing! This generation is all messed up!

The phantom of the girl with the same black hair and red eyes as she was in front of her, and her real body was one of the twelve primordial elves born from the opening of the primeval world, and Minerva, the goddess of wisdom who was worshipped by the mages as the primeval gods. In terms of blood, this girl with a beautiful face is her grandmother and grandmother who has never met.

The reason why Monia didn't recognize her at first was largely because in her memory, this one had fallen in the Outlands long before the gods came to Aarons. Who would have thought that she did not fall as rumored, but appeared in front of her at a critical moment to suppress the god clone.

It's just that she really doesn't have much affection for this one.

Before Monia was born, she disappeared, and even her parents thought she had all fallen in the outer lands, and never talked to her about her grandmother. Now she has hundreds of years of life experience, and in the appearance of a little girl, she has the thinking and consciousness of an adult, and she really doesn't know how to deal with an elder who has never met an elder who is more like a cardamom girl than her.

"Grandma......" Under the gaze of the girl's phantom, she opened her mouth timidly, and her mood was really difficult to understand for a while.

"Cute, or our little Monia is the cutest!" Minerva, the primordial elf born with the opening of the world, has Monia's familiar dangerous eyes, a look she has seen countless times in Vena, but she usually cleverly uses various excuses to get out. But this time it was obviously too late, and as soon as she subconsciously took a step back, the other party's phantom had already materialized, hugging her into her arms and pinching her face.

"This eye, this nose...... Sure enough, it's still like me. ”

Monia, who was **, couldn't say her suffering, so she could only silently endure the "love of her elders".

After a long while, Minerva let go of her embrace, gently stroking her long hair, while staring at her with gentle eyes: "All these years, it has been very hard to wander outside alone. ”

"Grandma?" Monia didn't react for a moment, and when she realized the hidden meaning of this sentence, she couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice, "You...... Know? ”

"Yes, I know." Minerva lowered her eyelids, and her voice suddenly became low, "I know it all. ”

"Then ......" Monia wanted to ask the primordial deity of the world why she had allowed her parents to fall, but she had barely opened her mouth before she realized that it was wrong. If this one can really make a move, why would he let the elven civilization be destroyed under the wrath of the gods, and why didn't he save his own children.

Her voice grew lower, and her final questioning could not be spoken.

"I can't help it, in the original battle, when we were fighting the enemy in the outer lands, the gods led by Levadin betrayed us and dealt us a fatal blow in the back, making this battle a complete failure, giving that terrible darkness an opportunity to invade our homeland." Minerva said, "In that battle, we all fell in the dark, and the five stupid dragons who had been napping all day long were forced to retreat to the world barrier and fall into a long sleep. ”

The five-headed stupid dragon that snoozes all day long in Minerva's mouth should refer to the five-headed ancient dragon that guards the world, and their combat power is even higher than that of the primordial elves. It's just that Monia is more concerned about this than this......

"Grandma, what did you just say...... Have you fallen? ”

"Yes," Minerva's voice was calm without a wave, "and I have fallen long ago. ”

But you said then...... Thou hast not died? ”

With disbelief and a little concern, Monia couldn't help but ask.

"That's ...... Lie to him. The primordial god said in a slightly playful tone, and then lifted Monia aloft, "Little Monia, is this concerned about me?" I'm so happy. ”

Rub, rub hard.

"Actually, it's not entirely right to lie to him, on a conscious level, I'm still alive." Minerva narrowed her smile, "If we compare the home we live in to a tree, the etheric will is the root, we are the leaves, and although the leaves fall in the withering moon, they sprout again in the resurrection moon. Although this metaphor is not very apt, we will one day reappear in this world as the years go by. ”

"It's just that it was destined to be a long, long time later."

In her previous life, Monia was in an information world and understood the "resurrection" of the primordial elves very well, and in the era in which she lived, there were many competitive games with the setting of resurrection, but some were springs and some were altars. To put it bluntly, the resurrection of the primordial elves is similar to the "bubble water" in the game, but it takes a long time.

"Daddy and Mommy......" Nervously, Monia looked at the primordial god expectantly.

Minerva didn't speak, just silently looked into the distance, but Monia had already guessed the result from her expression.

"Sure enough...... Isn't it possible? Unconsciously, she sobbed. Minerva looked at her only remaining descendant and gently took her into her arms, caressing her long hair.

Nothing to say for a while.

"Can I see them? Grandmother. Monia stopped sobbing and raised her head to look at Minerva with teary eyes, but the other party just shook her head: "Your soul is too weak to stay in this world for a long time, if you can enter the Archmage realm, I will take you there." ”

"Archmage...... Monia carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, then looked up and looked at one of her last remaining blood relatives with slightly red and swollen eyes, and let out a sonorous and powerful word, "I will." ”

Minerva smiled sweetly, "I look forward to that day and to seeing you again." ”

"Grandma," Monia looked at the girl in front of her, who was somewhat similar to her mother, faintly aware of the hidden meaning in her words, and asked in a hurry, "Are you trying to drive me away?" ”

"Of course not, how could I drive our little Monia." Minerva stroked the girl's long hair, which was only as tall as her lower belly, "It's just...... As I said earlier, your soul is still too weak to stay in this dead space for a long time. ”

"Really? I'm going to be separated from my grandmother. ”

Not without sadness, Monia sighed. For this grandmother, she really has some emotions now, the other party is her blood relative, and he takes care of her in times of crisis, and most importantly, the previous sense of estrangement disappeared in the warm embrace when she cried. Although it is difficult to really treat this primeval deity who is only a few years older than her as a grandmother, this emotion is genuine.

"Don't be sad, we're going to meet again." Minerva tapped the elven secret diamond on her eyebrows with her fingertips, "This is a little gift from grandma, as an enlightener of wisdom, grandma still has some means." ”

"What is this?" Feeling a clear stream pouring into the spiritual world that had not yet been fully opened up along the center of her eyebrows, Monia curiously touched the elven secret diamond in the center of the ring of deception, "How do you feel that there is no change?" ”

"It's ......" Minerva put her index finger to her lips and blinked, "Surprise." ”

Surprise? You're selling cute, aren't you?

Monia shook her head, tossing aside the strange thoughts that popped into her head.

"It's almost time," Minerva said, glancing into the distance, "you have to digest the harvest of this time when you return to the material world, that mage named Hormone Sex can leave you with real good things, and if you can fully understand the wealth it has left in your spiritual world, it will not be difficult to become a legend." ”

"Hormone's ...... Inheritance? Monia muttered to herself, listening to Minerva's meaning, she had already received the inheritance of the legendary mage, but she didn't know it yet, "Grandma, what is the so-called inheritance?" ”

"You don't know?" The primordial elf who looked like a girl put her index finger to her lips and smiled, "This is ......"

"Secret." Monia continued with a puzzled expression.

"This is only valuable if you discover it yourself," Minerva said with a slightly restrained smile and a slightly serious tone, "perhaps it will not be of much use at your present stage, but when you are a little less weak, it will come to the fore, and it will be a more valuable gift than the gift I have given you." ”

"Yes."

Monia was thoughtful.

"Don't delay, you still have a long way to go, and my eyes will always be on you." Minerva smiled, stretched out her slender white hand and tapped it in the void, and a dark corridor that could accommodate one person appeared in front of the mage, "As for the revenge of those bastards sitting in the clouds, you don't have to think about it, after thousands of years, we will reappear in the world, ascend to the heavens again, and settle the total account with them." ”

She smiled, but spat out cold words.

"Grandma......" Monia looked back, looking at her probably the only relative in this world, and did not move her footsteps.

Minerva took a good look at Monia, and then took advantage of the little girl's inattention to push her into the spatial passage. A mischievous smile appeared in Monia's slightly panicked eyes.

But it soon faded away, regained its gentle tone, and looked at the little girl who was gradually moving away.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, don't let yourself shoulder too much, grow up happily until the day we meet again."

"Take care, my child."

"May you live away from suffering, away from calamity, and away from all the hardships of the world."

"I wish you a full life."

"Goodbye, my little Monia."

"Goodbye, my descendant."

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