Facing the doubtful Chen Mo and the others, Crassus did not answer their question, but asked a seemingly unrelated question: "Do you know how Imratri was formed?" ”

Although this question actually had nothing to do with a few people, such a magical city still made Chen Mo and the others full of curiosity, and coupled with the respect that several people had for this elf elder, they politely asked each other for advice and asked this question back. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Crassus's smile was as calm and warm as ever, and his rhythmic words spoke like a song about Imratri's origins.

Before the origin of all history, the six sacred trees brought life to the entire Big L. No one knows when these amazing giant trees began to grow, and they have been standing quietly on this large L since the beginning of history.

Imra Tri, in fact, is the name of the tree under the feet of several people, and unlike what Chen Mo and the others imagined, this city built on a giant tree was not completely artificial. Nature's power is unimaginable, and when this giant tree rises from the ground, a huge land is directly lifted by this giant tree into the air hundreds of feet above the ground, and as Imratri grows, the height of the whole land continues to increase.

Later, after the elves discovered this place, they built their own home on the land of this giant tree. Because of the natural geographical factors, it has become an easy fortress to defend and difficult to attack. Moreover, this sacred tree itself has magical magical power, and under the blessing of the Lost Lock, it has become more and more powerful, and several domain magic, including the Forbidden Fire Domain, has shrouded the entire nearby forest, which is also one of the reasons why Chen Mo and the others have not seen this giant tree before.

Speaking of which, the melon seller suddenly moved his body that he had felt uncomfortable since entering Imratou, and it turned out that it was because of the suppression of the fire element by the domain that his state was not right.

As for the magical scenery here, it is naturally also the effect of the lock, under the effect of the top ancient elf magic, the entire Imratri region is shrouded in eternal morning light, the beautiful starlight and the newborn sun are the most beloved scenery of the elves, and not only because of the love of scenery, even a lot of elven magic will be quite bonus when the sun rises.

So far, Chen Mo still didn't understand what Crassus wanted to say, these things didn't seem to have anything to do with the Chosen Sword in his hand, but when Chen Mo couldn't help but ask, the elven sage's answer made Chen Mo suddenly realize.

The material from which this sword was made came from this tree!

At the beginning of the establishment of the city by the elves, they found something suspected to be the shell of a tree in the middle of this land. The hard, metal-like material naturally cracks in half like a normal husk, and from the outside to the inside, it is exactly two layers.

At first, the strange seed shell and the like didn't attract everyone's attention, and although they were kept properly, no one thought about how to use them.

It wasn't until the Great War of that year, with the destruction of Teldashir and several other sacred trees, that the inner and outer layers of this husk naturally peeled off and separated, and at the same time, it also lost its hard qualities and became two pieces of material that were as flexible as molten metal.

It just so happened that the great migration of the dwarven race passed through this place, and the greatest craftsman of the dwarven tribe at that time was like a treasure after seeing these two strange materials, and after negotiation, the elven leader of Imratri agreed to dispose of this magical substance.

The dwarves, who are known for their forging skills throughout the continent, naturally have their magic, and with their sensitivity to the fire element, they have found a natural treasure not far from Imratri: the Fire Source Rift.

The so-called solitary yin does not grow and the solitary yang does not grow, Imratri has such a strong forbidden fire realm, it is not too strange to find a strong place where the fire element gathers not far from it.

In the depths of the fire source rift, the inner shell of this tree species was made into a sword, and just when this sword was just formed, the shell of the tree species was automatically turned into a scabbard, and everyone present was amazed.

Just to fight against the boundless darkness, such a talented Excalibur people still felt that it was not enough, and after entrusting the most powerful elven magister to enchant it, the tragedy began.

The finished version of the Excalibur is indeed incomparably powerful, but it has a huge hidden danger - it will greatly consume the user's lifespan when used, and even the strongest warrior of the elven race with a long lifespan will not be able to use this weapon for a long time. The other races, on the other hand, will grow old even if they are used in war once.

And the most amazing thing is that there are a very small number of people who do not seem to be affected by the side effects of this double-edged sword, and these people are all short-lived humans without exception, but at the same time, once this sword falls into the hands of other humans, even if it is only a short contact, a large amount of vitality will be drained, which is also one of the origins of the name of this sword.

Later, in order to protect other people who did not know, he blessed the scabbard with a sealing spell, and no one except for those with great strength or the forger of the sword could pull out the sword.

At this point in the story, Chen Mo was obviously a little incredulous, no matter what the possibility was, Chen Mo felt that the gentle elven wise man in front of him should not have any connection with this sword.

However, when Crassus slowly said that back then, some of the spells on this sword were blessed by him, Chen Mo was really stunned. According to Waldring's fellow, the elf in front of him was his classmate. If what Crassus said was true, then the NPC in front of him was at least six or seven hundred years old, let alone being Waldlin's classmate, even if it was his teacher's teacher, it would probably be enough.

However, as if to confirm Chen Mo's conjecture, this "human spirit" who has lived for hundreds of years said to Chen Mo with a smile: "Don't underestimate that guy Waldlin, when I traveled to the human kingdom, I asked him, saying that he was a classmate, but he was polite. ”

Chen Mo looked at the elf in front of him with an incredulous expression, although the other party was smiling all the time, but it didn't look like he was joking, so what he said should be true.

It's just that before a few people have time to continue to be nostalgic, the Chosen Sword in Crassus's hand suddenly changed, and the entire long sword and scabbard turned into two pieces of limp matter in front of everyone's eyes, like melted plasticine.

The one in the sword was silver, and the one in the scabbard was bronze like tree bark, but, without exception, there was a faint black impurity on both of them.

Crassus's eyes froze, and he muttered, "It seems that it was left behind in the last war and was constantly eroded by negative energy, and after returning to Imratri, it turned into a semi-liquid state again. It's a bit of a problem, and now that the dwarves don't have a craftsman, I don't know if this magical material can still bloom in its former glory. ”

As Crassus's gaze turned to Chen Mo, a system message popped up.

Do you accept the quest "The Chosen One"?