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Regel really rolled his eyes, and the arrow was deliberately missed.

"Whoosh~", the arrow was much higher than the target, and it shot directly into the dense forest. . . It was finally quiet behind him, and he was smug, when he heard a cheer: "Even if the shot misses, the action is still so handsome... It must have been deliberate, the force of the shot was so strong, and I didn't see a shadow anymore. ”

Now Regel is completely lost, and he really thinks that God is right about everything.

"Isn't that very good, continue to enjoy the pleasure of being worshipped, and besides, we are already four wings, and when we die, the low-ranking gods will kneel before us, and we have not lied to them." Sneijder teased.

"No kidding, I'm glad I don't have to pee, otherwise I might be staring at the toilet elves." Regel was very irritable.

At this time, Gordon came in, a rare annoyance, Gordon either didn't get angry, and he was angry together: "Who called Rudolph to say this, I'm not taking a bath now, and there are actually male elves peeping!" ”

"Ah~" Legel grabbed his hair and screamed, looking like he had really come.

Sneijder and Cheng Qianxun looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

The elves had dinner again in the evening, and the dinner seemed like a week, and this time it was a monthly meal. Alainde, who came to inform, excitedly described the grand occasion of the previous monthly dinner. All the elves, regardless of rank, drank and danced together, and played all kinds of games, competing in archery, testing swordsmanship with wooden swords, and if there was a fierce horse bought from outside, whoever could tame it could be used as a new mount.

Beyond the dense forest, humans are still gnawing on grass roots, eating tree bark, and even eating ugly orcs that seem to have eaten poison. The orcs are similar, if they catch the humans, they must have roasted the tooth sacrifice without washing them. However, there is food and clothing and entertainment here, and such a difficult environment is also thanks to Seanhill to create this paradise.

"Then I'm not going." Regel's straightforward style is consistent: "In the past two days, I have been watched by people in everything I do. If I go to dinner, I'm going to compete, and I don't want to be played with like a monkey. ”

"Monkeys?" Alaundelle thought for a moment, "Oh, I've seen in the book, very rare animals, it is said that there are many in another world. ”

"Another world?" Rudolph immediately asked.

"Well, the world beyond Middle-earth." Alaundelle said of the book: "There is a vast land, dense forests, lots and lots of animals, lots and lots of food, and you don't have to worry about having nothing to eat. There is also an abundance of water, and it is said that the water also falls from the sky, which is real water and not a phantom in some part of the place. It is a place blessed by the gods, there are no great spiders, no fire-breathing dragons, no giant monsters, no orcs and dwarves, only complex and evolving human beings... ”

It sounds familiar, as if humans call this place Earth. The place where the gods blessed, well, is indeed much stronger than here in comparison. There will be comparison, human beings are in such a good environment, but there are many people who do not cherish it and strive to destroy the only place of refuge. If the earth is finished, how many of the nearly 10 billion people will survive? Don't expect the gods to bless another place in the vast universe, so that so many people can move there to continue to destroy, human beings are not worthy of redemption in the eyes of the gods, or even in the eyes of many of their kind.

Rudolph pondered: "It seems that we haven't visited the library yet. ”

The library of the Jungle Castle is not large, but in this area, it can have a place like the study of a small British nobleman, which is already the size of a Cairo library.

A square room, with an oil lamp and a lot of precious stones, and a mirror reflecting the light, can meet the basic lighting.

"We have the largest collection of books, and lords from other places sometimes send people over to look through the materials." Alain looked proud.

It's just four or five thousand books, but don't force it. Rudolph nodded reluctantly: "It's spectacular, breathtaking." "I almost didn't make my teammates laugh.

In the Middle Ages, many castle owners had at most one scripture. Books are extremely expensive and are luxuries, so when some aristocratic women paint portraits, they hold a book on their skirts and in their hands, but they still don't open it, so that others can see that the cover of the book is not a scripture. Not only proves that he is rich, but also proves that he has self-cultivation, doing so is like a local tyrant sitting in front of a large astronomical telescope like a cannon barrel he bought, driving a cruise ship and the like.

Cheng Qianxun walked to the bookshelf and looked at the text written on the back of the middle of the book, the font had never been seen before, similar to some Latin scripts, but it was not; It seems to have combined some of the characteristics of the sugar gourd-like text, with syllables or broken marks on some words.

"That's what I'm reading." Alain held a book and pointed it out to Rudolph.

So she walked over, and when she saw it, she smiled secretly at Rudolph, the text of this book was definitely not within the language that Rudolph could understand, and it should belong to the language unique to elves.

The books here are all written in elven script, and there are several kinds of elven script. But one thing is for sure, you can't read a single one, you can't understand it.

"Well, let me see." Rudolph took Aladel's book, placed it on the round table with the oil lamp in the middle, and sat down in his chair to read it carefully.

"I have told the king, the king please feel free to come out to me if there is anything." Alain walked out.

Gordon took a few copies at random, flipped through the pages and put them back, turning his head to see that Rudolph was still flipping through: "Hey, don't pretend, what else to read." ”

"What do you think I'm looking at?" Rudolph continued to flip through the yellow vellum pages under the oil lamp.

"Then what do you see, do you know words?" Gordon was bored, a room full of books, but none of them could be understood.

"I don't know." Rudolph said leisurely: "But you can still see pictures with eyes, right?" ”

Image? Now everyone gathered around.

Old books are often illustrated with pictures, so that you have an intuitive sense of what is described in the book. And there are a lot of pictures in this book, which is obviously a compound of Alaindale's appetite, and she, a martial artist, is not interested in gnawing books, so she is naturally interested in books with many pictures.

"This is supposed to be a children's book similar to elves, talking about the origin of elves." Rudolph turned the book back to the first page, which showed a huge "man" lying on the ground, this "man" was so large that it could not fit in the painting, only the chest was drawn, and part of the shoulders and arms could be seen, and some small people stood up from the giant's chest.

This is supposed to be the legend of the origin of the elves, who were born on the corpses of the gods, carrying the soul of the gods and the aura of the gods.

On the second page, there were no more elves on the huge corpse, the elves were standing underneath, and many, many small trees grew on the corpse.

The elves put on their clothes, picked up bows and arrows, and some of the villains forged weapons on the campfire next to them... That's what developed.

A spirit planted a tree in the ground, and on the same page, drew three trees that were growing up.

"This is the tree of nature." Rudolph explained softly, "The elves transplanted the tree here, and it stayed. The tree grows bigger and bigger ... ”

When I turned over, the tree was so large that it took up the entire page, and the elves were very, very small, standing under the tree like ants.

"The fruit of dreams." Legel excitedly nodded to the pear-shaped fruit on the tree.

Next to it is the ripe fruit, and the seeds in it float out and sprinkle down...

It's interesting, let's keep reading. The following is the main story in the history of the development of each elven race. The last battle with the demons is very tragic, and the pile of corpses at the bottom of a third of the pages can't tell whether it is the demon or the elf, and the corpses are twisted and piled up with each other.

An elf wearing a crown and cloak and a demon king with horns and armor fighting, and the swords of both sides collided.

The Elven King's sword is broken, and he falls... The Demon King's sword pierced into his chest, and at the same time, the Elf King grabbed the remnant sword and stabbed it into the Demon King's body with all his might... The other elf, who wore a crown and was relatively small, rushed over and gave the demon king another sword.

The Demon King is dead, and his body and men are all sealed in another world by the elves, a place full of hot magma. The elves held the corpse of the elf king and watched as the elves cast spells to seal the souls of all demons, including the dead demons, and the elves' corpses disappeared together.

Everyone sighed slightly, and even though they were just looking at the illustrations, they could imagine the grandeur of the time. Then the elf took the sword of the elf king and came to a place full of trees, and behind it was a huge natural tree... Begin to dig in the earth, knock stones into bricks, beat away orcs, expel humans... Finally, a castle was built at the base of the tree.

The elves in the castle live happily ever after, and that's how the story ends. And at the end of the book, there are two other pages drawn.

A similar interstellar map of the Tiangong Palace, with a spaceship with wings.

"What is this?" Don't say Regel doesn't know, none of them know.

She smiled: "Could it be an interstellar map, and the elves are aliens?" ”

"Probably not." Rudolph pointed to the spaceship: "Without a protective cabin, could it be that the elf's body is strong enough to sail the universe without any protection?" ”

"What a good call." Sneijder looked a little tired, knocked on his neck, and walked over to the bookshelf instead: "It's better to see if there are any similar children's books again, at least we can pass the time." ”

Luckily, elves are very educational, and Rudolph found a bookcase column dedicated to more illustrations in the bookshelf that Alaundelle had pulled out. It's a pity that the descendants of the elves are very few, and they can grow into adults in more than ten years, but it takes three hundred years to learn all kinds of knowledge to mature, which is really a contradictory race.

Alain walked in, saw everyone reading a book, and whispered to Cheng Qianxun, "Cheng, can you do me a favor?" ”

"Is there anything I can help with?" Snead closed the book and put his hand on the cover, probably not wanting Alain to see that they were all looking at children's illustrations.

Alain pulled her up intimately and said with a smile, "It's a secret between ladies." ”

"Okay." Sneijder didn't ask any further.

The teammates continued to read the book, hoping to get something out of it, but she was idle anyway, and she followed Alandelle out.

In addition to the study, she asked curiously, "Is there anything you want me to help with?" "Now that her injuries haven't healed, and her mana recovery is not as good as before, she won't be allowed to consume her poor mana to help move something, smash a stone or something, right?

"Just come with me." Alain smiled a little unnaturally, which showed that she was not one to hide herself.

Of course, she continued to follow, because she believed that the other party would not hurt herself, but she had something to say, and she couldn't let others think that she was a fool, so she said: "Alain, I'm injured here, and you are taking care of me, so if you have anything to say, just tell me, I will definitely help you if I can help." ”

At this time, he had already arrived, and he heard Seanhill in front of him saying leisurely: "You have already helped her, I ordered her to invite you over." ”

It was a huge cavern with a passage leading to the middle, and in the middle was a throne on which Thernhill was sitting... This shot is very familiar, I have seen it in the movie, is it intentional in the heavenly realm or is it that the two elf kings have similar tastes, causing such a god-like scene?

The only difference between this elven king is that he doesn't take the branches of the jungle and weave them into a crown and decorate them with berries or flower leaves that were available at the time. He wore a white crown of precious metals, diamonds, and white gemstones.

Alain paused, her face apologetic, "I'm sorry. ”

She smiled, "It doesn't matter. Then he walked forward alone.

Thernhill sat on the throne and watched condescendingly as she walked slowly and calmly.

When she walked up, she looked up at this beautiful and arrogant king, if he played, he would definitely succeed: "Your Majesty won't come to me again to kiss, right?" "The headache now is not only to find a way to get the fruit, but whether or not the love of Omrod is a dead heart.

Seinhill smiled, his eyes shining with stars and his face shining: "Once the elf loses love, he withers like a tree, and he is in love with you." ”

She also smiled: "Love of different classes should not exist, knowing that there is no result, then it should not start, please persuade Your Majesty to persuade him, your prestige is enough to extinguish the flame of his love, and Your Majesty is also good at this." ”

Of course, Seanhill could hear the sarcasm, and stood up with his head tilted slightly, and descended the steps from the throne, his long robes draped down the stairs like the waves of the sea. Picturesque people create a picturesque effect.

She doesn't blink her eyes when she sees it, it's so pleasing to the eye, she doesn't get tired of watching it several times.

It was a bit silly, but the others, including the Elven Lords, would have watched intently as Seinhill walked to the last floor of the stairs in front of her, standing taller than a statue. (To be continued.) )