With a crisp click on Zheng Ming's skin, Zheng Ming opened his eyes slowly, his whole body was stained with granular black substance, exuding a strong stench, Zheng Ming tried to clench his fists, carefully feeling the power that was different from the black qi in his body, he concluded that if he fought with Shadow Ink again, he would definitely not be as embarrassed as before.

Seeing Zheng Ming end the mutation, Milian chanted an obscure incantation, and then a mist surrounded him, and the particulate matter was washed away, but the milky white robe was not wet.

"My dear Queen Milian, are you using magic?" Milian's hand cast a spell, making Zheng Ming like a hungry wolf seeing a sheep, and instantly pounced, only to be misunderstood by Milian as a conspiracy and kicked away "Get out"

Zheng Ming was excited not only because of the magic he had seen for the first time, but also because of his heart that had been shrouded in the shadow of the god of killing for a long time, as if he had found an oasis, if there was magic in this world, he believed that he had gone to college in his previous life, and by using those practical physical knowledge, he would definitely make magic a big help for him.

What's more, which teenager has never had a magic dream, in his thoughts, he has already soared in the sky with a flying broomstick, if Milian knew Zheng Ming's thoughts at this time, he would definitely complain about him, a lot of magic can also make people fly away, why bother with a troublesome broom as a medium.

"Your mutation is very successful, do you want to see for yourself" The prophet didn't know where to find a bronze mirror and threw it to Zheng Ming. Zheng Ming took the mirror and felt a little surprised when he saw the pointed ears growing on both sides, and after two more turns, he found that his height had also grown a lot, and he smiled embarrassedly when he saw him.

"Yes, yes, this look, we are few in the elven race" The prophet looked left and right, and nodded with satisfaction, "Little one, I see that you seem to be interested in magic just now, do you want to be my apprentice?"

Milian didn't interject, and waited quietly for Zheng Ming's answer, this is when she learned that the Holy Son was a human race, she discussed it with the Prophet, and then let the Prophet be his teacher, and also announced his identity as the Holy Son to the outside world.

"The teacher is above, please accept the disciple's worship" Zheng Ming heard this, he didn't want to kneel down directly, he could feel that the secret on his body, in fact, the prophet knew, but many times he chose to hide it for him, for which he was also very grateful, regardless of whether the prophet took such good care of him because of the prophecy of the Holy Son, but objectively speaking, in addition to his parents, You'er, and Xiaotian, the prophet is one of the few people who are helping him, and receiving the favor of others should be reciprocated by a spring This is Zheng Ming's idea...... What kind of magic is not magic, that is really wronged him, and besides, as his apprentice, can the prophet not teach him these things......

"Good apprentice, good apprentice" received Zheng Ming's affirmative reply, and the prophet hurriedly helped him up, "In the future, you have to study hard, and I will pass on all my life's learning to you" The prophet's long-term self-confidence was not self-assured.

"Now the clansmen should be outside, you get ready" Milian saw that the prophet had completed the collection of disciples, and reminded Zheng Ming again, and then looked at the prophet again, "The prophet will announce the rest of the matter, I'm tired, go and rest"

As the words fell, a wave of water swirled around Milian, and when the wave dissipated, Milian also left here. At the same time, the light mask used to isolate the information, because Milian stopped the energy supply, slowly lowered, and then, Zheng Ming saw that with the holy tree as the center, the branches around it were full of elves, and there were tens of thousands of these in front of him, not to mention extending outward, almost even the ground was surrounded by these elves, and the scene was extremely shocking.

The appearance of the elves is somewhat similar to that of humans, Zheng Ming can easily judge their respective genders, but their clothes are different, they are almost all dressed in the same tulle style, the navel can be faintly seen in the clothes of female elves, and there are large leaves covering the private parts, not that Zheng Ming has any evil thoughts, but it is the first time to see such a costume, and it is normal to be curious.

The prophet raised his hand gently, and when he pressed it down slightly, the originally noisy environment instantly became quiet, so quiet that Zheng Ming could hear the sound of the wind hitting the leaves, which was enough to see that the prophet's prestige among the elves was quite high, and seeing that no one was making noise, the prophet cleared his throat and used his magic power, "Everyone, I guess I gathered here after hearing the news of the Holy Son, that's right, this is our Holy Son next to me, and he will also be my apprentice in the future." After the prophet finished speaking, he moved a step to the side, so that Zheng Ming appeared in front of the person, because of the angle problem, some elves had already noticed Zheng Ming behind the prophet, after the prophet took the initiative to give up his field of vision, he saw his appearance clearly for the first time, for a while, many female elves exclaimed, and then covered their faces shyly, but still looked at him secretly through the gap between their fingers, the restlessness of the female elves did not cause the jealousy of the male elves, for the simple eternal night clan, there is nothing to deceive, this group of elves have maintained their yearning and pursuit of beauty, through the gaze of some male elves, Zheng Ming even felt...... A little sore in the butt?

After the prophet saw that the time was relatively ripe, he raised his hands again and slowly pressed down, and the elves quieted down again after seeing it, and it was only then that the prophet's voice slowly came out: "The Holy Son is a creature born from the sacred tree, and he does not belong to any race, but everyone can see that the appearance of the Holy Son is almost the same as that of our elven race." What I want to say is that hundreds of centuries ago, the queen had a pact that she would not marry until the appearance of the Son, and that the Queen would only marry one Son in her life."

The prophet's voice was slow and long, and although there were many elves standing in this area, it did not prevent the prophet from spreading his message to every one of his clansmen, and the reaction of the clansmen when they heard it was shocked, not only shocked by the origin of the Son, but also immersed in the Queen's vows.

"Does the old prophet mean that our queen is going to have a wedding?" said a faint phrase from the woods, which seemed extremely harsh in this quiet environment, and it was not difficult to see that these elves were also holding the same idea when they saw the expressions of the rest of the elves.

The prophet probed, and then saw the elf who spoke, Zheng Ming may not know this very well, but the rest of the elves are very familiar with the one who spoke, he is the eldest disciple of the current elf king, named Gu Yi, is a female elf, from the dress of this elf, Zheng Ming still noticed some differences, the rest of the elves are wearing tulle, but she is wearing a robe similar to the prophet, this alone is not simple, and then also noticed the reaction of the rest of the elves, probably has a certain guess, but it is not accurate.