The Chosen One doesn't die!

When the young elves who had witnessed the death of the battle reappear in front of them, the elves of the Flame Clan had wonderful expressions.

However, they were more relieved than angry at being deceived.

As Alice said, even if these Chosen ones have some bad habits, they can still be grateful to the Flame Tribal Elves.

Perhaps, the first impression left by the players on the elves is too good.

But even so, those players who have staged tragic scenes have received varying degrees of hints of a decrease in favorability.

Especially Demacia, who died in front of him......

Seeing that his favor dropped from intimacy to his liking, his face turned green, and he hurriedly followed Xiao Zhengtai and kept pleasing and apologizing......

And the elves also came to the square of the elf town through the teleportation circle.

When the vision changes in front of them, and the surrounding green and exotic elf town is clearly seen, all the indigenous elves can't help but let out a burst of amazement.

"What a beautiful town! The style of these buildings...... I've never seen it before! ”

"It's a bit human, but it feels more refined and closer to nature than human!"

"Those wooden lofts and tables are so beautiful! And those gardens of stones and pools, which have an indescribable taste......"

Every elf is a born artist.

And the elven town carefully built by the players is undoubtedly an eye-opener for them.

Especially after Eve was released from her near-death state, the wooden buildings in the town have been revitalized and revitalized, making the buildings look like plant houses in fairy tales, but still retain the style and charm of the original buildings.

This is very much in line with the aesthetics of the elves.

Listening to the elves' admiration, Alice explained:

"This is an elven town, or rather...... The Chosen City! It was built by all the Chosen Ones themselves. It is also home to the Chosen One. ”

After speaking, she pointed to the stone monument in the center of the square:

"See? The stone tablet was engraved with the names of all the Chosen ones involved in the construction of the town, but ...... It is carved with mysterious characters that can only be understood by the chosen one. ”

The town was built by the chosen ones?

When the elves heard this, their expressions were surprised.

Their eyes changed again as they looked at the players moving around the town and converging towards them.

Firosir drew a symbol of Mother Nature on his chest and exclaimed:

"It seems...... They are not only brave warriors, but also noble artists! ”

Samir pondered for a moment, and his expression suddenly became astonished:

"Wait...... Alice, you said that the town was founded by the Chosen One, that is...... It took them a few months to build a town of this size? ”

Alice glanced at the players and nodded:

"That's right."

Confirmed, the elves of the Flame Tribe let out another burst of exclamation.

With the presence of magic, it is not difficult for elves to build a city.

However, it is difficult to build such a town like a work of art and a variety of styles.

At the same time, they were once again shocked by the wisdom of the Mother Goddess.

There is only God...... Can you get the allegiance of such a warrior?

"O Holy Land! This...... It's the new holy place of Mother Goddess! ”

An old elf said excitedly.

And when the elves raised their heads and saw the majestic World Tree, their expressions became even more excited.

Especially the elderly.

Unlike the young elves who had never seen the World Tree with their own eyes, these elders had seen the World Tree in its true form, but the World Tree had already withered and withered back then.

But now the World Tree is full of life!

The turquoise leaves dot the branches and are full of life.

Even standing in the square, the elves could feel the vitality and the divine aura that came from the World Tree.

Their faces were pious and fanatical, and they all bowed down:

"Praise to nature! Praise life! Praise the Great Elven Lord! ”

"Mother Goddess, we ...... It's back! ”

And with their worship, the World Tree also emits a faint halo.

Grains of green light flew out, once again decorating the square into a sea of turquoise.

At the same time, the ethereal and ethereal chant faintly came, and all the elves felt that their hearts had calmed down in an instant, and their whole body and mind were relaxed like never before.

"Welcome home."

In their consciousness, a majestic and friendly female voice appeared.

For a moment, all the elves lowered their heads again, looking pious and excited.

Then, the voice of the goddess resounded in their hearts again:

"Flame Clan...... Settle in Philemerald, and rebuild the city with the Chosen One. ”

Hearing the oracle of divine majesty, all the Flame Tribal Elves replied fanatically and respectfully:

"Obey the oracle of the Mother God!"

After worshipping the World Tree, the elves of the Flame Tribe returned to the Emerald.

From now on, the Emerald will be their new home.

However, the captured black dragon Merrell was left behind.

This little black dragon was stunned when he teleported to the elven town:

"Tree ...... It's so high...... What a big tree! ”

For some special reasons, the dragon inheritance in its mind was incomplete, so the little guy didn't recognize the giant tree in front of him as the legendary World Tree at the first time.

However, it sensed the pressure of that huge terror from the other party......

Dragons are sensitive to breath.

In just a moment, Merrell realized that this was a terrifying creature whose strength had reached the level of a true god.

"Ancient ...... Old Gods...... This is definitely an old god! ”

It shuddered, remembering the majestic voice it had heard.

Old Gods......

It was a rarer and more terrifying existence than the belief in a true God!

Oh, my God! Is there still an awakened ancient god in the world of Seggs?!

When Merrell's heart was shocked, the rope of divine power on its body disappeared.

Then, the terrible voice reappeared in its head:

"Give you a choice - surrender to me."

Merrell: ......

A choice or a choice?!

Merrell's black dragon face is going green.

It's a noble dragon, the longest-lived golden race, and even the Old Gods can't bring it to its knees!

This is the pride of the dragon!

I saw the black dragon raise his head and shout in a childish voice:

"Dragon...... Never be a slave! Even if I die, I will not surrender to you! ”

After saying that, Merrell found that the other party was silent.

Myrell suddenly felt something wrong......

A moment later, the voice that made its heart beat sounded in its head, and the voice was playful:

"Okay."

"Since you are not willing to surrender, then die."

"The whole body of the black dragon is a treasure, the scales can be used to make armor, the dragon's blood can be used to make magic circles and inscriptions, and it can also cultivate dragon-blooded warriors, dragon meat is the most high-end ingredient, and it can also improve the physique of secular creatures, as for the dragon's heart and dragon crystal, they are more useful...... Even the dragon soul can be trained into the soul of the bone dragon undead, which can just be combined with the dragon bone to use ......"

"Hmm...... When you think about it this way, it seems that a corpse is not bad. ”

Merrell: ......

Demon!

This is an absolutely abominable evil god!

The little black dragon shuddered, tears in his eyes.

"I ...... I surrender ......"

Its voice is very aggrieved.