Divine Continent.

The far west of the continent, the sea of trees in Azeroth, the forbidden land of the elves.

The towering tree of life obscured the sky, and its lush branches stretched outward like a straight road, stretching far, far away. On the crisp and dripping huge leaves, there are faint streamers flashing from time to time.

Above the canopy, the high priest of the elven clan frowned, looked at the countless leaves that shimmered around him, and finally said to the elf king standing in front of him: "King, look at these leaves, since the birth of my elven race, the tree of life has never been in such a situation. ”

Hearing this, the Elf King finally temporarily withdrew his gaze from the egg, took a moment to glance at the leaves of the Tree of Life, and explained lightly: "In the past thousand years, no new elves have been born on the Tree of Life, but there are many souls that have returned, so it is no wonder that there is a surplus of soul power on the Tree of Life. ”

When the Great Priest heard this, he understood the reason why the Tree of Life was shining, and his heart was at ease, but after a while, he seemed to remember something, and he unconsciously wrinkled his brows.

Like the Elven King, his gaze quickly fell back to the egg that was close at hand.

This is the only elven egg that has grown from the tree of life in this millennium.

This was almost impossible in the past.

The elven race has always been a noble race that is famous throughout the Divine Continent since the beginning of its existence, with extraordinary beauty and a long lifespan.

The lifespan of ordinary elves is about seven or eight hundred years, and the lifespan of high elves is more than a thousand years, compared with dwarves, orcs and shorter-lived humans whose average lifespan is not more than two hundred years, the elves have always been known to be favored by the creator god Kaos.

Even, the elven race does not even need to experience the pain of childbirth like other races in the way of giving birth to a new life, but is conceived by the tree of life, and the whole process is painless and without side effects, almost making other short-lived and weak races all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Elves have always been a proud and conceited race, and their pride comes from their noble bloodline and their pure origin, which is not stained by the slightest blood.

High Priest White, who has always thought so.

But in the past thousand years, in the face of this originally natural idea, the heart of the Great Priest Bai has gradually grown a trace of wavering that he cannot appeal to anyone.

Although the elves live a long life, they are not immortal.

What's more, although the elves are all extraordinary, they are naturally peace-loving races that are not good at fighting, but other races on the Divine Continent are not like this.

Over the years, the elves who left the Elven Forest to travel on the continent have been involved in other clans' wars and died in foreign lands.

Although compared with the overall number of elves, similar casualties can only be regarded as rare, and they have not attracted too much attention from the elves, but Bai, who has the duties of a high priest, is very concerned about this matter.

Elves don't really die.

When the elves* die, their souls, wherever they are, will eventually return to the bosom of the Tree of Life, merging into the endless lush branches of the Tree of Life, waiting for the next awakening of the conception.

Since Bai became the High Priest, for thousands of years, the Tree of Life has given birth to a new elf almost every few years to maintain the population of the elven race, and the overall trend is slow.

However, this kind of growth suddenly stagnated thousands of years ago, and even gradually declined with the death of the elves who went out.

This can't help but worry Bai as a high priest.

The population base of the elves has always been small, and because they cannot give birth to their own children like other races, the only birthplace of the new life of the elves is the tree of life that has existed for an unknown amount of time.

However, in the past thousand years, no new life has been born on the tree of life.

High Priest Bai couldn't imagine what the future of the elves would be if this situation continued.

In particular, this situation occurred thousands of years ago...... After that incident.

Thinking of this, the worry in the heart of the High Priest Bai couldn't help but deepen, and he looked at the elven egg that had been conceived for thousands of years.

"King, this elf egg has not been able to be born smoothly, will it ...... Something to do with that incident a thousand years ago? ”

When the elven king heard this, he did not answer the high priest's question, but looked at the elven egg's gaze, but it gradually deepened.

After a while, seeing that the elf king still looked unfathomable, the high priest Bai couldn't hold back in the end, and finally asked again: "Wang, you said before that the elf in this egg will be born today, but until now, this egg has not changed at all, will it be...... What happened? ”

As soon as the words fell, he saw the elf king's gaze condensed slightly at the elf egg, signaling him to silence.

The Great Priest Bai looked stunned, and then realized that it should be this egg that was moving, and immediately pricked up his pointed ears and tried to listen.

The warm breeze gently caressed the sea of trees, and on the tree of life, countless leaves made a pleasant rustling sound, and in the beautiful music played by nature, the faint faint clicking sound finally appeared intermittently in the ears of the high priest Bai.

A glint of joy flashed in his eyes, and the Great Priest Bai was about to speak, when he was startled by the movements of the Elf King.

Even in that war a thousand years ago, the High Priest Bai had never seen the Elf King injured.

And now, the king himself slashed his wrist, and the golden blood exuded a huge breath of life, all poured on the elven egg that made a faint sound.

Strangely, the golden blood did not flow downward, but continued to climb on the pale pink eggshell as if it were alive, gradually depicting countless mysterious and mysterious lines.

Bai looked at this never-before-seen scene, and forgot his words for a while.

Inside the eggshell, Fei Yaran, who had already used the strength to smash the eggshell, was almost desperate for this eggshell that was as hard as iron.

But then again, the ruby on the back of the hand was so smashed that it didn't even crack, what kind of magical structure is this?

The little hand wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and after resting, Fei Yaran took a deep breath and was about to continue smashing the eggshell.

In the next second, a mechanical electronic sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

[Ding - The energy shield is being invaded by an external force, the system will be automatically activated, please prepare the host.] 】

[Ding--The energy shield is about to be assimilated, and the system will automatically activate...... Automatically bind hosts. 】

[Ding - Welcome the host to the Divine Continent, and the landing site is the Elven Tree Sea of Azeroth.] A full scan of the host is underway...... It was preliminarily determined to be a 'mutant elf juvenile in need of protection'. Given the weak vital signs of the host, choose a protector to survive the early years. 】

[Ding - Due to the invasion of unknown energy flows, the system is ready to sleep and upgrade, and the main quest of the Divine Continent will be opened for you later. 】

The series of dings and clangings made Fei Yaran's brain dizzy, and those who didn't know thought that he had been given a debuff by the poison scripture.

But what the hell is this system that suddenly appeared???

What is the Divine Continent??

Also, it hibernate just after it was turned on, are you sure you're not kidding me?! Well, it's being invaded by external forces? Just leave me here alone, is it really a big husband?!!

Almost thinking that he was being tortured by the eggshell to hallucinate, Fei Yaran was silently messy, when he saw countless tangled golden lines like vines suddenly grow on the pale pink eggshell in front of him.

Fei Yaran looked at the eggshell vigilantly, he hadn't forgotten the previous prompt of the jì system, since he was reminded that it was an invasion, he always felt that it was not a good thing.

In the next second, the golden lines that finally crawled all over the eggshell suddenly burst into a burst of intense and dazzling golden-pink light, Fei Yaran hurriedly covered his eyes, but he was still a step too late, and his eyes were stabbed painfully.

Therefore, when the elf king and the high priest Bai looked at the original position of the elf egg again after the dazzling light dissipated, what they saw was a person sitting in the eggshell, with only a pale pink cloth around his body, rubbing his eyes with his little fat hands, looking extremely young...... Cub ???!

High Priest White: = Mouth = King! Something seems to be wrong!!

Elven King: .......