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Even if Sang Zhefeng's ability can hide their traces well, they can't always be in such a dangerous place, once discovered, Sang Zhefeng can ensure that he goes out intact, but it is absolutely impossible to protect these two elves without doing anything.

With the help of Sanzhe's magic, they quickly left the guard belt of the nearby elves.

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Most of the territory of the elven kingdom is forested, which is not only related to the magic of the elves, but also to their reproductive ability.

Although they have a long lifespan and a strong magical talent, their fertility is abnormally low - this is not some conventional habit of the fantasy world, but a world that regulates itself to protect the peace of the world's species. If there is a race that lives long and can live, unless they have the natural ability to travel through the universe, there is no way to survive on a planet with limited resources.

However, this has caused the elves to not develop the surrounding forest resources too much, so that this place can grow in the most natural way.

That's why the elves are the closest race to nature in the world.

The night in the Elven Forest is also very beautiful, the stars in the sky, the rustling of the leaves around them, and the fresh air and the faint fragrance of flowers, which are completely unfelt in the human city.

And now Sang Zhefeng and the elven mother and daughter are sitting on the top of the lawn, surrounded by a lot of fruit and a stall of fireworks, on which is a huge piece of barbecue.

Sanzhefeng and Victoria were both looking at each other there, while Miku was nervous next to him, for fear that the two in front of him would face each other.

Sang Zhefeng sat on the grass, looked at Victoria in front of him with a smile on his face, and said, "Now you can tell me these things." ”

Victoria also looked at Sang Zhefeng, and there was a smile on her face.

"This information is very important, can you come up with some reciprocal information in exchange? For example, who are you? ”

Sang Zhefeng looked at the elf in front of him, tilted his head slightly, and said, "It's okay." ”

He cleared his throat and said, "My name is Sanzhefeng. ”

"Sanzhefeng?" Victoria frowned, as if she was thinking about something, it did have this name in her memory, but it seemed to be someone who was not very important, she seemed to have forgotten.

As if he had known the reaction of the Elven Empress in front of him, Sang Zhefeng smiled and continued, "You can also call me Milos D. Sanchi. ”

Victoria was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened and she looked at Sanzhefeng with incredulity.

Of course she knew the name, and the whole continent basically knew it.

But the name is usually based on myths, legends, and god ruins, not when someone introduces themselves.

One of the oldest gods, who created all the magic and the foundation of civilization - Milos D. Sanchi, the Great Sage.

He even said he had that name!

"You...... I'm not kidding......"

Victoria asked, dumbfounded.

Sang Zhefeng cracked his mouth and smiled, "Do you guess I'm lying?" ”

Victoria was stunned for a moment, she was really not sure if the man in front of her was lying, after all, he was able to open the trunk of the World Tree directly, and it was in the same way that he exclaimed in command.

But Victoria still didn't believe too much - after all, if God suddenly appeared in front of the believer and said that he was God, then the believer would not believe it at first, but would call the mental hospital first......

Miku had a look of surprise on her face, she had never thought of such a thing.

Although this man is very powerful, he can't get along with the sage! If he really spoke to a sage, then how could he not know that I was bathing there in the first place?

Miku thought for a moment, his face suddenly turned red, and then he lowered his head, a little twisted.

"I told you anyway, believe it or not." Sang Zhefeng looked at Victoria and said, "You can not tell me, but it is difficult for me to ensure that it will be smooth when I help you in the future." ”

He spoke a slightly threatening voice, but with a happy smile on his face.

Victoria looked at Sang Zhefeng for a moment of silence, then sighed.

"I see."

The Empress said sullenly—she had compromised anyway.

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"There's a god sealed underneath—a will, to be exact." Victoria looked at Sanzhefeng and said, "If you are really a sage, you should know that this world was not original to the creator god. It was recreated in the world erased by the Emperor of the End. ”

Sang Zhefeng nodded slightly, of course he knew—it was all his doing......

"And under the World Tree is the god of the original world."

When Sang Zhefeng heard this, his brows couldn't help but furrow slightly. But he did not reply, and remained silent.

"It was a collection of the souls of the people of that world before, and it is said that the Emperor of the End used a very cruel way to end the previous civilization, causing the creatures of that civilization to find it difficult to accept their disappearance. The creator god tried to purify all sins with compassion, but he did not do so under the obstruction of some external forces, and it is worth pressing these souls under the World Tree. ”

Victoria slowly told this dusty history, and Miku on the side had her eyes wide in surprise, she had never known the role of the World Tree.

In her mind, the World Tree had always been sacred and majestic, a gift from the Creator God to the Elves, a pillar of the world, and one of the greatest creations in the world - but now her mother told her that the World Tree was just a place for the Creator God to purify the spirits.

She felt a little overwhelmed.

Sang Zhefeng fell into an inexplicable silence for a long time before he raised his head, looked at Victoria, and said, "Where did you know these things?" ”

"Every generation of elven kings will receive this memory at the moment of succession to the throne, and this is the memory left by the creator god." Victoria pointed to her forehead and said, "This is also our spiritual shackles, in order to prevent us from accidentally releasing those resentful spirits who are still angry. ”

Sang Zhefeng finally fell completely silent.

He propped his chin on one hand and finally muttered to himself, "What a sin......" (To be continued. )