After three successive runs, it was up to Murphy to fork Lecter's code into real-world reality.

While Lector and Murphy were busy, far southwest of Amerore, the dark elven settlement of the Elven Empire was in the midst of a catastrophe.

"Save your people, great goddess of Mao, and give us a little more nectar," said the dark elf priestess, Tyran, who was standing on an altar only three feet high, praying sincerely.

Beneath the altar, a middle-aged dark elf wearing a crystal crown and silk robes looked disappointedly at the Well of the Dark Moon, which no longer radiated, and closed his eyes in pain.

The Well of the Dark Moon, the legendary gift from the goddess of the U to the earth, is the sacred place of the Dark Elves and the source of the power of the Dark Elves. Even if the dark elves rebelled against the rule of the blood elves and were defeated by the blood elves, they all defended this well, which exudes infinite holy light, which is the source of hope for the dark elves.

But now the light of hope is gone, and it seems to announce that the goddess of Mao has abandoned his people.

"Your Highness, we have found traces of magical fluctuations by the well of the Dark Moon." A dark elf warrior walked quickly in front of the middle-aged elf and said hurriedly.

"Did you find the magic fluctuation signature?" The middle-aged elf asked as he paced irritably.

Dark elf warriors, unspeakable, very worried.

"Say!" The middle-aged elf's voice sounded with great majesty.

"It's the rabbi, the archmagister." The Dark Elf Warrior lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this name, the middle-aged elf's face turned pale in an instant, and he seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden.

As a dark elf priestess, Tailan stepped off the high platform, shook his head helplessly, and hit the middle-aged elf again: "I have prayed to the goddess of Mao, but the goddess has not responded. ”

At this time, two lively and cute little dark elf girls came running from behind the altar, not at all infected by the tension between adults, and still playing carefree.

"I've decided," looking at the innocent eyes of the two dark elf girls, the middle-aged elf finally made up his mind, and he beckoned to one of the girls in a moon-white dress, who stopped frolicking and walked up respectfully.

"I, Shiva Laze, the thirteenth king of the Dark Elves," he lovingly stroked the girl's cheek, and lifted the crystal crown from his head, holding his hands up.

"The Goddess of Mao witnesses, I am now in Carter Razser, and she will lead the Dark Elves to continue to inherit the glory of the Goddess of Mao, long live the great Goddess of Mao."

After saying that, he put on the crown for the girl and looked at the people around him who were already faintly sobbing.

He raised the girl's hand and said in a loud voice, "Now, you should cheer for the new king." ”

"Long live Queen Carter," Tyran shouted as he wiped tears from his eyes and fell respectfully to the ground.

"Long live Queen Carter!" The surrounding dark elves prostrate on the ground to welcome the birth of a new king.

The girl looked at the crowd around her in a little ignorance, at a loss.

"Now you are their king, lead them on," the middle-aged elf whispered in the girl's ear.

The girl looked at her father and asked, "What about you, Dad?" ”

The middle-aged elf ignored her daughter's question and said to the girl in an almost commanding tone, "Now let your people stand up." ”

The girl nodded sensibly, and in her childish voice, shouted to the prostrate crowd, "Get up, all of you." ”

Only then did everyone stand up respectfully, their eyes showing a deep reluctance.

"Since my Laze family is a dark elf royal family, I will also take on the responsibility of saving the dark elf clan."

"Mars, you now take Tana to the city of Sheen and ask the Cardinal Sage for help, if you meet a rabbi on the way, you are only allowed to flee, not to fight."

The middle-aged elf summoned another girl, and with a light touch on her forehead, a half-moon-shaped mark was formed.

Tyran stepped forward as well, and on the girl's forehead, another half-moon mark appeared, and the two marks merged into one, radiating a soft silver light, and the light spread to the surrounding crowd, and everyone felt a burst of warmth.

The light dissipated, and the mark on the girl's forehead disappeared, as if nothing had happened, except that the dark elves knew that a new goddess priest had been born.

The Dark Elf warrior respectfully walked up to the new priest, knelt down on one knee, and said, "Swear to the goddess of Mao that Mars will protect Priest Tana with his life." ”

With that, he stretched out his hand and touched Tana's hand, and a red ribbon of light condensed on their hands.

Seeing the ceremony end, the middle-aged elf said to his people one last time, "I will watch you in the temple of the goddess of Mao. ”

Shiva Laze gently pushed Carter towards Tyran, who held Carter in his arms, and looked at each other, Shiva finally showed a trace of reluctance, and even though this trace of emotion sank into his eyes, he said softly, "Take care of Carter." ”

Tyran nodded, speechless.

Shiva slowly walked towards the Well of the Dark Moon, each step was extremely heavy, how long would he, the king of the dark elves, be able to support the dark elves, and then it would be Carter's turn.

Forcing himself not to turn around, he knew that Carter's smart eyes were watching him, and at the same time, the eyes of countless dark elves were watching him.

He walked to the Well of the Dark Moon, looked at the mouth of the well that had turned into a dark abyss, took a deep breath, and leaped forward.

"Daddy!" Carter tried to break free of Tyran's grasp, but the latter held Carter in his arms.

The dim Well of the Dark Moon lit up with a faint light again, and the light of hope in everyone's hearts also lit up again.

"Let's go," Mars took Tana's small hand and walked in the direction of Sheen City.

"As a king, you can't be seen in tears," Tyran wiped the tears from Carter's face, but his own tears poured out involuntarily.

"Hmm," the girl stubbornly raised her head, letting the tears back into her eyes, and wiped Tyran's tears with her hands.

The girl left Tyran's embrace, carefully tidied up her clothes, and then said to the dark elves around her: "The goddess of Mao still blesses us, and the dark elves will never die." ”

"Long live the goddess of U! Long live Queen Carter! ”

Looking at the cheering dark elves, Tyran showed a smile of relief, but under this smile it was indeed difficult to hide a deep melancholy, although the king of Khiva used his body to re-light the Well of the Dark Moon, but no one could predict when the Well of the Dark Moon would be extinguished again.

There is also Rabi, the great magister, who is eyeing from the sidelines, worrying about internal and external troubles, and the dark elf clan is now truly in the autumn of survival.

Let's hope Tana brings back good news.