There is already an old ghost Nick Phoros who has survived for more than 20,000 years? Nornd walked slowly, or rather, slowly floated through the labyrinth on the lowest floor of the Green Shade Building, and began his daily work. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When he was still a mortal elf nobleman, he belonged to the secret forbidden army. However, in that army of the elite who were carefully selected from the pure-blooded gold-type Mortal Dust Elves, he was not actually an extremely intelligent genius. In terms of swordsmanship, he is not the enemy of the flag officer Gai Niefen in the ten rounds; When it comes to magic, he is no match for the First Knight Captain Kellerina; In terms of leadership and determination, he was even more distant from the first head of the regiment, Heatscliff; In terms of resourcefulness and dexterity, he is naturally even less likely to be comparable to Galfe, the second head of the regiment who established the Green House and the Red Forest Bar. However, as a mortal elf nobleman, he is a rare individual in this arrogant and stubborn golden race who possesses virtues such as lightness, calmness, and humility.

Perhaps because of this, he won the unanimous trust and appreciation of the Knights, and when Heathcliff fell to Orodal, the Prime Minister of the Abyss, the second captain Gilfit had to go to eternal sleep, and he was elected by everyone as the only candidate for the captain.

Perhaps because of this, when most of his companions gradually lost their sanity and feelings as living people under the effect of the ancient curse for many years, he was still able to maintain his full enthusiasm, sense of honor and most importantly sense of responsibility as an elven holy white tree knight.

And the work that Mr. Nick Fruss, as most of the residents of the Green House call "Old Mr. Nick", is doing the same work he needs to do every day, which is actually the embodiment of this sense of responsibility.

By now, the vast majority of Evergreen Hermitage members would go into hibernation in the depths of the labyrinth at the bottom of the Green Shade Building when they felt that their sanity was about to be worn away by an ancient curse. It's not just a labyrinth of chaotic roads, it's also packed with deadly traps and even a pretty subtle spell seal. Even the best thieves who enter such a place will most likely fall into it and die an unknown death.

However, this trap, which had taken hundreds of years of painstaking efforts by all the members of the Evergreen Order, was not guarded by outsiders, but by themselves. The scars and imprints of 20,000 years of hiding in Tibet are so strong that even the legendary warriors of the Age of the Gods, such as the Evergreen Hermitage, have all but given up hope of lifting the curse. They just think that if they lose their minds completely and become evil dead spirits who truly hate life and the world...... At the very least, the embodiment of one's own depravity must also be left to oneself to solve. This is the last pride of being a Knights of the Holy White Tree and the nobles of the mortal elves!

That's what old Mr. Nick does every day. He would periodically enter the deepest part of the labyrinth in the early hours of the morning to check if his companions who had fallen asleep showed signs of awakening, and even if they did, they had completely fallen into depravity. If such a thing really happens, he will not hesitate to open the mechanism and let himself ...... and all the companions at the core of the labyrinth reduced to ashes.

However, he is already very old, at least from the concept of the realm of spirit and soul. Every day in the depths of his soul, he could feel the whisper of a terrible voice that seemed to come from the abyss and the nine hells, and the evil language was whispering in his ears all the time, tempting him to anger, to despair, to hate, to hate all life and light in the world.

He didn't know how long he could maintain his sanity, but fortunately, there were many very reliable juniors in the Evergreen Retreat, and there were not many candidates who could take over this simple but very boring job "behind him". He was only hesitating that after him, the first members of the Order, the first knights of the Order, would no longer exist, but the spirit and functions of the Order would still have to be passed on. The latter regiment commander must be a candidate with both decisiveness, leadership and flexibility, which is a test of Mr. Nick's vision of people.

“…… Fortunately, there should still be some time, right? The old ghost thought as he slowly approached the deepest part of the labyrinth. But the whole time, he suddenly felt a trace of longing and remembrance, but also disgust and even hatred...... That is, the feeling of being alive, even the most abundant, the feeling of being full of life energy.

Longing and remembrance, because he still considers himself a paladin of the god of nature and the goddess of life, and a noble knight of the elves, and the energy of life should have been the source of their strength; The disgust and even hatred is because he is already an undead soul after all, and the antipathy and rejection of the living is an instinct that cannot be completely overcome. The reason why he was able to maintain his current pleasant face when facing the living was completely the role of reason.

"Thieves? Adventurer? Twilight or the Hyjal kindred...... Or maybe it's an investigator of the Dragon Knights? Old Nick's mind flashed through a lot of thoughts in an instant. His translucent, mist-like ghostly palm was open to a physical elven scimitar—no matter who his opponent was, he was ready to go to war with anyone, including his former compatriots.

However, when he used his magic power to push open the heavy alloy door and entered the hall room where his companions were cultivated, he was greeted by a group of elven warriors with ignorance and confusion on their faces. They looked at their palms and bodies in disbelief, feeling the touch of an entity that they hadn't experienced for I don't know how many years, and had almost forgotten it, and felt the texture of blood and life force flowing around them. They looked at each other's companions around them, and some even cautiously poked each other with their hands, even if they felt the temperature of life, they were still a little skeptical.

"Gaynefin, Kellermina, Gershala, Nehatir, Fivi, ......" Old Nick muttered as he looked at these people who seemed to have come out of the dim picture scroll that seemed to be in the deepest part of his memory, about to fade out of the years, his body trembled uncontrollably, and all his emotions came to his heart. At this time, he didn't seem to realize that as a ghost, there was no such action as trembling at all, let alone such complex emotions. His vision began to blur, but before he lost his clarity, he finally stopped at a figure: "Captain Galfeld!" ”

"Huh...... Nick, it's been a long time! Oops, why is it that once I have recovered my entity, I suddenly recall that in my lifetime, you were the most serious and old-fashioned and boring? Why is you like this, but you are the existence that I miss the most? An elven "girl" who looks like a granddaughter of Nick Phorus showed a hearty and bright smile that is rare in the elegant and calm elf clan: "Tell me, which hero really liberated us from a predicament that bordered on despair?" ”

This is the beautiful smile that haunted his past self countless times, the third president of the Evergreen Hermitage couldn't help but be stunned, and after a while, he woke up like a dream, looked down at his hands, and then he suddenly realized that he didn't know when, his body had completely solidified from the transparent mist into a clear entity. Bones, blood, muscles, skin...... All are complete and fulfilling. Twenty thousand years later, the elven knight, who had existed in the form of an undead for 20,000 years, once again felt the taste of "living".

"Goddess...... "Nick Phoros?" Noende murmured. And at that moment, many of his companions, who had already woken up, began to hold their heads and cry. Even the fearless Mortal Dust Elves Holy White Tree Knights could no longer maintain a calm mood.

On the other hand, in the depths of the Chenhai Sea, thousands of years away from Neosfia, in the subplane in the rift of that dimension, a great war has finally come to an end. In a trance, Lu Xi seemed to see the most kingly super beautiful man he had ever seen in his life again. At that moment, he showed a free and relieved smile, the warm sunlight seemed to emanate from his body, and all the gloom in people's hearts disappeared immediately. His eyes were awe-inspiring, but they were crisp and bright, and there was hardly a gloomy shadow to be seen.

It seems that such a golden king will establish the greatest and most prosperous rule in the history of that era. It seems that only such a golden king will really conform to the historical image of Lu Xi's imagination.

"Thank you!" He nodded sincerely to Lu Xi, as if he had already let go of everything, and he could no longer feel any burden and heaviness on his body.

"No, thank you!" Lu Xi replied. At that moment, he was surrounded by endless warm radiance, as if he was in his mother's arms, and he no longer had to worry about any danger and was drowsy.

(System: Kill the Golden King Gil Salad and gain 45678 experience points.) ）

(System: Enter the Golden King's Treasure of the Kings and succeed!) Bonus XP is 5000. Remove the Eye of Io's allegiance to the Golden King, and succeed! Bonus XP is 5000. Kill the Golden King Gil Salad Wraith Combination and succeed! Bonus XP is 5000. The curse of the Evergreen Hermit has been lifted completely, and congratulations to the host for completing the S-Class quest "Lost Legends". ）

(System: 250,000 experience points, 30 skill points, +1 legendary unlocked module, 1 multi-class penalty exemption coupon.) Currently Legend unlocks module 2/3. ）

(System: Kill the legendary demigod elite Gil Salad [Wraith Combination], the completion of the task "On the Sword" is 4/10, and the experience value is 5000.) ）

When Lu Xi woke up again, he found that he was in an endless grassland.

It is a grassland that exudes golden splendor. It's not that the color here is a piece of local tyrant gold that people can't open their eyes, but because some kind of muted holiness seems to flicker in this world of life all the time, which makes people's mood involuntarily calm down. On the contrary, the color of this world is actually quite colorful and magnificent, and all kinds of colorful flowers bloom on the grass, all the way out of Lu Xi's sight, as if it is an infinite sea of flowers. The competing colors and fragrances mixed with the fresh aroma of earth and grass penetrated deep into Lu Xi's body along his nose and every pore, giving him a comfortable feeling of being relaxed and happy. He lay on the meadow, which was soft as a fluffy cushion, and did not want to get up at all, feeling that he could sleep for thirty hours at a time, and the pain in his body seemed to have disappeared completely.

He looked up at the sky, a pale blue so clean that there was not even a trace of clouds in sight. The sun shimmered in the middle of the sky, but the golden light was not dazzling at all, and it was as gentle as the bright moon. However, at the same time, the moon was not far from the sun, hanging quietly, without any intention of competing with the sun, elegant and quiet. Countless stars shimmered in a colorful light in the pale blue sky, not eclipsed by the sunlight in the slightest. Zhou Tianxingdou was so densely but orderly distributed, turning into a magnificent and mysterious pattern.

Well, if you were on the ground, you wouldn't have seen it. As for the position he is in now, Lu Xi has a little understanding. He lifted half of his body slightly, and saw a small pavilion not far away, all of which was a bright white and clear color, as if it was made of the finest white jade.

Lu Xi sighed, leaned on the Sword of the Knight of Dawn to support his body, endured the pain, and limped towards the pavilion. However, as he approached the pavilion, a warm green light fell from the sky and swam through his body, completely missing all the damage, including the one on his shoulder that had taken almost his entire arm and a lobe of his lung.

Lu Xi was so full of blood, or rather, he had never felt that he was so mentally healthy.

"Thank you for your help, Sister Elune...... Holy See! Lu Xi hurriedly turned around and saluted the figure that had appeared beside him at some point.

"There are many natural bloodlines in your body, as if it is a miracle of life! Even without me, such injuries would have healed quickly. "It was pleasant and clear, like a spring flowing through the forest. This is a voice that does not see any offensive power, only tolerance and friendliness towards everything. Lu Xi's hometown uses "just hearing the sound is about to get pregnant" to describe a beautiful voice, but now Lu Xi will never use such an adjective, and always feels that if he goes in this direction, it is an unforgivable blasphemy.

Similar to the statues and illustrated books that Lu Xi had ever seen, just looking at her appearance, Elune, the goddess of life and nature, seemed to be a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in the most beautiful flower season and rainy season. Of course, this is only an estimate based on human knowledge.

In fact, most of the time, Elune, the goddess of life, is actually very similar in appearance to the elves - or the other way around, the elves were originally created after her appearance - and her skin is a clear purple with a shimmering life sheen, which is very similar to the normal night elves. However, unlike ordinary Night Elves, she has a gorgeous long hair that falls to the ground like a waterfall and does not stop, and even forms a stream, and the hair color is infinitely close to a clear stream, which can be said to be colorless and indistinguishable to mortals, and of course, it can also be said to be the color of life. Her eyes were a warm and mysterious silver, the color of the Night Elves, and a vibrant green, the color of the mortal elves.

She wore a girdle of women's robes, the style was very simple, but it seemed to be woven with the power of moonlight and life force, exuding a pure luster that was indescribable to the naked eye. On the forehead, arms, and neck, there are silver ornaments inlaid with green gemstones.

Obviously she is a "girl" who doesn't look much older than Nicole, but the goddess Elune is standing there, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, looking at Lu Xi, but she is full of maternal tolerance and love. What's more, Lu Xi didn't feel any disobedience at all.

"I'm really sorry, my child! We can see you fighting with all your might, but we can't help you directly. Fortunately, you have finally overcome all the difficulties and dangers. Elune's face was filled with guilt and grief. She was really sad that Lu Xi had been hurt like that.

The goddess's apology made Lu Xi feel flattered and ashamed, and he was suddenly a little at a loss. Well, legend has it that among the twelve Holy Spirits, the Holy Seat of Elune, the holy and gracious goddess of life, is the most compassionate, kindest, and most merciful, and even suspected of having a virgin. However, it was this type of "tearful" at first sight that made Lu Xi feel even more helpless.

"Come and sit, young warrior, wise adventurer. I guess you have a lot more to ask me, right? Another voice sounded in the direction of the gazebo at the right time, somewhat resolving Lu Xi's little embarrassment. Compared to the kind and tolerant healing voice of the goddess Elune, this woman's voice was a little more wise and composed. All the truth and wisdom of the world seems to be contained in that innocent note.

"It should be said that it is a young and promising spellcaster! All the casters are actually my natural followers. Isn't it? Lu Xi? Lin Ge? Berencaster little brother. The other voice is more cynical and playful, like the cool big sister next door who has taken herself since she was a child to climb trees, drill holes, fish, roast sweet potatoes, and skip class in fights.

However, regardless of the genre, this is a flawless, pure, and beautiful tone.

"Yes, all spellcasters are inherently lawless and unruly, and they all learn from you! Also, thank you for the last remnants of His Majesty Gil Salad who just passed on the incantation of the Song of Divine Punishment to me! Sister Nadia...... The Holy See! Lu Xi said to the owner of the second voice.

"You're actually trying to talk about Sister Nadia, right? It must be my sister, right? Oops, it's really a lawless little villain! But it doesn't matter, my sister can be licensed! ”

Lu Xi pretended that he hadn't heard it, and saluted deeply to the owner of the first voice, and said sincerely: "In the same way, thank you for bringing me the most important hint with the help of Miss Wulan's body!" Your Honour the Holy See of Pallas! ”

"Huh? You just called Elune and Nadia sisters, how did you come to me and become such a serious honorific title? "The voice of Pallas, the goddess of wisdom, is vicissitudes, wise and quiet, but here it is a little more interesting and playful.

"That...... Uh, this, aren't you afraid of messing up your generation? Lu Xi disturbed his scalp and said embarrassedly. (To be continued.) )