When Qing Chi retried more than ten times and finally unlocked the magic seal, the dusty stone gate finally slowly emitted a burst of light, enveloping Qing Chi inside. A shocking scene suddenly appeared in front of me, like the reality seen in front of me, and like someone's memories and dreams.

Originating from the mountains, with clear rivers, the whispers of forests, and the ancient language sung in your ears. A white moon like a disc seemed to fall on the surface of the river, and the silver-haired and blonde elves with moving, pointy, and long-eared bows and arrows jumped and flew on the branches, and finally fell into the shadow of the huge moon on the river, shattering the white and hazy dream. By the river, under the setting moon, there are several rounded pillars, and the circular field in the center is an altar. The young elves gathered around and watched as an old elf placed a crown of vines on the head of a young and handsome elf. The silver-haired elf king knelt on one knee, his expression was pious and sincere, accompanied by the elf ballad, the young elf king slowly swore: The world is about to usher in the black tide of the demons, I am willing to shoulder the mission, abandon myself, and lead the elves to fight against the demons, even if time erodes and shatters my bones, my heart is still the same. The old song echoed that the Elven King put on silver armor and carried a white bow and arrows with white arrows in his quiver, and left the altar without looking back.

The old song has been whispering and wandering, as if it is reluctant to send the elven king away. Qing Chi's eyes were blurry, and tears flashed involuntarily in his eyes. The illusion here is too real, as if I have encountered it with my own eyes now, and such a mournful song greatly affects my mood. Suddenly, the picture in front of me flashed, and I saw that the calm and peaceful elf village collapsed, and countless black gases drilled out of the cracks in the ground, countless viscous black liquids spread on the land, and the plants and animals encountered were all turned into ashes, and the elf village soon became a barren land. Wandering monsters and carrion emerge from beneath the ground, tearing through the space, cone cone wails wildly weaving through the forest. The stone monument symbolizing the honor of the elves was buried in the ground, the setting moon disappeared, the river broke, and the trees died. The elves have completely lost their paradise.

Immediately after, Qing Chi felt that another scene appeared in front of him. In front of him was the wounded Elven King, his hands covering his abdomen, slumped on the ground, and in front of him was a giant demonic creature that had died. With a dragon roar, a furious aura raged across the land, and a demon dragon covered in black with the breath of death flew out from between the mountains. The young Elven King Aran was dying, and at that moment, he met a hand stretched out by a human—the same young Knight of Light, wearing knight's armor and a golden shield, and wearing a golden crown, and Jon, who would later become King of the Eastern Continent. The friendship between the elves and humans was forged ever since. The Elven King Aran led his men to Jon's army and taught the humans how to use bows and arrows, while Aram taught the elves how to use charge and shield defense.

In countless battles, the elven king Aran was wounded and finally hit in the heart by the demon king's sword, and after a brief victory, Jon led people to find the ancient elf stele, roughly rebuilt the moon altar, and buried Alan's body under the cliff. In the barren land where the cold wind howled, quietly enjoyed the last peace of his life.

The next picture made Qing Chi's heart slam up, and Jon, the king of the east, found a weapon to resist the demons from the meteorite falling from the sky, and they used the huge meteorite to forge a sword to fight the demons, and used the stone to seal the demon king in the ground. In this picture, not only humans and elves appear, but also scenes of black iron dwarves making weapons, and orcs who take the lead in the great battle. In the end, Jon defeated the Demon King with his assembled army, and distributed the remaining four meteorite fragments to the three kings of other continents. Jon built a huge pillar and statue in a huge basin and placed the stone inside. The picture in front of Qing Chi's eyes gradually faded, and finally gradually disappeared.

Qing Chi, who came back to his senses, found himself standing in a stone hall. This large hall has hollowed out part of the mountain's belly, and there are many stone mounds and stone monuments in it. The stone wall is carved with a large moon and some text symbols. Although Qing Chi couldn't understand it, he knew very well that this place was probably the last habitat that Jon had helped Aran build in the illusion just now.

And the stone that appeared in the illusion just now and was stored by Jon was obviously the Sealing Stone of the Eastern Continent. I am afraid that a few other sealing stones were also placed in a certain place by the kings of several continents.

An ethereal voice interrupted Qing Chi's thoughts. The voice came from the stone mound, old and ethereal.

"Who are you? Why did you come here...... You seem to have something elven on you......"

Qing Chi looked around and didn't see anyone. Just as he was about to speak, the voice sounded again.

"Elven King Aram's stuff...... Ah, I haven't smelled it in a long time......"

Qing Chi took out a white bone arrow from the quiver behind him, spread it on his hands, and said loudly: "I just have no intention of breaking into the adventurer here, there was a fantasy just now, and this arrow was obtained by accident." ”

An ancient ghost covered in white slowly floated from the stone mound, startling Qing Chi.

When I looked closely, I realized that although he was a soul, I could still see that it was the soul of an elf. Moreover, it seems that it still appeared in the illusion just now, the old elf who put the crown on the elf king.

Two words appeared on the ghost's head: Rika. Rika floated around the arrow in Qing Chi's hand, and said in an eager tone, "How did you get Alan's things!" Who are you? Where is Aram? ”

Qing Chi watched him constantly floating around, sometimes moaning and sometimes muttering, and it was estimated that he was already a little delirious.

"Aram is dead, and Jon, King of the East, has buried his bones here. The demons were sealed hundreds of years ago. I'm afraid someone picked up this arrow and put it away. Qing Chi said slowly.

"Ah...... Yes, that's right. Syria is dead, and the elves are gone...... You're all that's left, ridiculous! Amusing! A trace of anger suddenly appeared in Rika's tearful eyes, and he tightly choked Qing Chi's neck with his hand: "It was you humans who brought the war!" You are the ones who bleed the elven tribes! ”