"Want to enter the Corolla White Tower Academy?"

As the messenger of the Moonlight Elf Tribe, it is natural to see Empress Wendy in the Palace of the Sylph Empire within the Tree of Life, the interior of the palace is like a wizard tower, after years of transformation, this tree of life is gradually combined by alchemy and bloodline witchcraft, transformed into an existence similar to a wizard tower.

A large number of witchcraft servants can be seen shuttling through the palace, elves communicating through earthen telephones, and documents are constantly passed up and down through special machinery connected up and down.

And the most important thing is that it can mobilize all the ancient trees of war through its own authority, control the coverage area of the entire Sylph City, and project a defensive barrier in wartime to strike at the existence and enemies attacking Sylph City.

Orlanka looked nervously at the Elven Empress who received him, an Elven Emperor with a crown and a huge aura and charm, standing in front of her, making Orlanka overwhelmed and flustered.

But after entering Sylph City, let Orlanka know that the power of the entire Sylph Empire comes from wizards, and there are more and more Warcraft races on the Yala continent, and they are becoming more and more powerful, and the moonlight elf tribe needs this powerful power to continue to survive on the Yara continent.

So after presenting the Elder's letter of help to Wendy, the Empress of the Hilph Empire, Orlanka decided to stay and enter the White Castle Academy of Corolla instead of returning to the tribe with the other elves.

"There is no problem, the Corolla White Tower Academy is open, as long as you can pass the assessment, you can enter it to study!" Wendy glanced at Orlanca, pondered, and agreed to his request.

Olanka entered the White Castle of the Corolla to study, and he first came into contact with the wizarding world, the magical wizard, the druid who can transform into a monster, the giant ancient tree of war, and he also knew that the wizard he saw at the beginning was a powerful enchantment.

When standing in front of the White Pagoda of the Corolla for the first time, the first image is the mountains and seas of books, the huge library and the temple of knowledge, no matter in any era, people feel shocked, no matter at any time, this is the most precious treasure of the race.

As Orlanka stood in front of the library, her eyes shining with longing: "This is a temple and a huge treasure house!" ”

Luckily, Olanka had the talent to become a wizard, and soon became an apprentice in the White Castle of the Corolla, Orlanka was more diligent than any other elf, and a man with a goal and a mission would always push him forward.

"I must work hard, only in this way can I change the future of the Moonlight Elves and the Horde!"

"Only when we are strong can we protect our tribe and let us control our own destiny!"

He continued to enrich himself here, spending all means and time, it took him more than ten years to become a full-fledged wizard, and then it took several years to constantly improve his knowledge to make himself a powerful wizard.

And at this time, the Moonlight Elf Tribe came again, found Olanka, and hoped that he would return to the Moonlight Elf Tribe, the disaster of the Warcraft in the Silver Moon Forest was getting stronger and stronger, and the Sylph Empire was far away from thousands of mountains and rivers, and the elf wizards from the Sylph Empire could not be stationed in the Silver Moon Forest for a long time, nor could they help them clean up the entire huge Silver Moon Forest Warcraft.

With a cart full of books, Olanka accompanied his companions back to his hometown, bidding farewell to the White Pagoda of the Corolla where he had studied for nearly 20 years, and returning to his hometown across thousands of mountains and rivers.

The history of the Moonlight Elves has opened a new chapter, and Orlanka has led the Moonlight Elves to slowly expel and kill the demonic beasts in the Silver Moon Forest, and some powerful demonic beast nests are still threatening their safety in the Silvermoon Forest.

"Druids, enchantments, human bloodline wizards, or dream wizards, which one is better for us?"

"What kind of path should we take to be able to protect the tribe forever!"

Although Orlanka is also a wizard and has been in the Sylph Empire for a long time, he does not agree with the system of the Sylph Empire, unlike the elven wizards who have been trained in the human world and seen the crazy development of human beings, such as Wendy and Wolf, who were born in the tower, Orlanka is a native wizard who likes the free elven world.

Standing under the huge tree of life, Orlanka thinks about the future of the tribe, unlike the dead and withered tree of life of the Sylph Elf Empire, the tree of life of the moonlight elf tribe is still in its prime, and there are even a large number of elf seeds on it, and the elves are being bred in it, these are the future of the moonlight elf tribe.

However, at the top of the huge Tree of Life, there is a large section of the tree branches showing signs of being destroyed and scorched, this is a monster called the Deathwing Bird that attacked a few years ago, a half-deer and half-bird, a monster with the head and legs of a deer, the back half of the body and wings of a bird, this monster often steals the seeds of life on the Tree of Life in the middle of the night.

Orlanka led the moonlight elves to fight it, this flying monster, fanning its wings can destroy the flaming storm, the moonlight elves suffered heavy losses, and finally it was Orlanka who set a witchcraft trap to finally subdue and kill this terrible monster, and the tree of life was also devastated, and for the next few years, it did not bear the seed of life again, and it was not until this year that it slowly recovered.

The evening breeze blew through the Tree of Life, and the leaves were seen swaying with the shadows under the moonlight, and Olanka stood under his subordinates, his eyes closed, as if listening to something.

A long time ago, Orlanka seemed to be able to feel that the Tree of Life had its own will, it seemed to have its own thoughts, it had its own life, not only Orlanka, but all the moon elves felt the same way.

Since becoming a wizard, Orlanka has discovered that the Tree of Life has its own will, and whenever she gets close to the Tree of Life, Orlanka can feel that the soul of the Tree of Life, which is as vast as a mountain, is like a sky full of stars shining on her, and she is just a shadow under the stars.

"Can you hear it?"

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the tree, which startled Olanka, who looked up and saw a figure wearing a white robe and a sun-patterned mask sitting on the huge branch of the tree of life, and the starlight was reflected behind him, and at this moment he was talking to Orlanka with his head down.

Lu Zhiyu looked at Orlanka below curiously, this is a very interesting elf, he seems to be able to communicate with the Tree of Life, which Lu Zhiyu can't do, the will of the Tree of Life, resists communicating with Lu Zhiyu, as if it can perceive that Lu Zhiyu is a very terrifying existence.

Lu Zhiyu has been picking the seeds to become gods, and only by gathering seventeen gods and holding up the throne can Maria's world truly become a world of gods and become a perfect world, except for Kelly, Verdanti, Del Medi, and Lu Zhiyu are choosing the next seed with the potential to ascend to the throne.

Olanka found that she could see the figure on the tree, but in the sense of spiritual power, she couldn't find anything, as if what she was in front of her was just a fantasy, but she could feel that the Tree of Life was afraid, and this was an existence that made the Tree of Life fearful.

"Who the hell are you?" Alanka asked.

Lu Zhiyu turned into a starlight and stood in front of Olanka, who immediately used his witchcraft, but found that he couldn't even release his spiritual power, as if all his witchcraft had turned into nothingness, and his power had all dissipated and he had become an ordinary person again.

Orlanka looked at the man in front of him nervously, nervous and couldn't even speak, even in front of the powerful Elven Empress Wendy, Orlanka didn't feel this power, even the witchcraft was neutralized, how could this be.

"I have many names, some call me Pharos, some call me Randil, and you elves are more accustomed to calling me - Lord of Natural Order!"

"Boom!"

Olanka felt like a thunderbolt in his mind, and the whole thing became overwhelmed, the lord of the natural order, the creator of the legend of the elves, the original god, and now, the god who created the elves, really stood in front of him.