Chapter 67: Ruins
"Then there's no problem!"
After listening to the Saint Druid's answer, Dugu Feng smiled calmly and said, "If there is a portal that directly opens the passage to the four elemental planes, and can continuously obtain inexhaustible elemental power, then it should be no problem!" β
"Passage to the elemental plane?"
The Saint Druid thought about it for a moment, and finally nodded slowly, and replied, "If this passage is strong and strong enough, and can last forever, there should be no problem. β
"That's good!"
Dugu Feng smiled lightly and said happily: "I think I will soon obtain four keys to the elemental plane, if I can use them to open the portal to the elemental plane and make an elemental well, I like that Your Excellency Saint Druid, you can also plant a world tree in the Supreme Wasteland, just like in the Eternal Wilderness, and restore the distorted and polluted world to its original flourishing state." β
The world of Feren is no better than the world of Azeroth, and most of the sources of magic in Azeroth are the Well of Eternity, which has great side effects and brings great danger to the world. And the world of Azeroth, where the whole world is immersed in magic, in addition to the magic net that restricts all the magic of freedom in the world, there are also the four inner elemental planes, as well as the positive and negative energy planes that can be used as the main source of energy.
Dugu Feng has not forgotten the real reason for this mission, because the red-robed mages are searching for the four elemental keys left behind by the ancient Elpharang Elven Empire. Originally, Dugu Feng didn't have much thought about it, just had a dispensable attitude, anyway, she got four elemental keys, and there was no other use for them except as the power source of the elemental pool for building the mage tower, so she didn't care much.
However, now that His Excellency Saint Druid was able to use the power of the four elemental keys to grow a world tree and improve the ecological environment on the Supreme Wasteland, Dugu Feng, who had become a lord and assigned the Supreme Wasteland to his own territory, would naturally not let go of this opportunity.
"Healing the wounds of nature's wounds, restoring those that have been distorted by magic and other forces, is my druid path."
Lord Saint Druid replied, "If you can really find a source of magic as powerful as the water of the Sunwell, I will be happy to help you improve the environment in the Supreme Wasteland. β
"Thank you so much!"
Dugu Feng smiled lightly, thanked him, and said, "So, when you come to the Lizard Swamp, do you have anything else to do besides visiting the ruins of the former Elven Empire?" If you need help, please don't hesitate to ask! β
"There's nothing wrong with it!"
His Excellency Saint Druid shook his head slightly, then turned to look at his wife, and with a rare expression of tenderness, he said, "We don't have any tasks that need to be completed, all trips are of our own will!" My wife is an elf who wants to explore the history of elves from other worlds, so here we are! β
Feeling her husband's gentle gaze, Elucia also smiled sweetly, returned a loving look to her husband, and then said: "Yes, I am an elf who grew up with the blessing of the moon god, so I would like to know about the elves of other worlds. The elves of our world of Azeroth have not been smooth sailing, and the cataclysm of the ancient period has not only torn apart the entire continent, but also the elven race! I hope the elves of other worlds don't make mistakes like us......"
"It's just a pity, it seems that the fate and nature of the elves are similar, and the elves of this world have also made the mistake of tearing apart the continent, and they have also torn apart the race in disasters again and again...... Perhaps, this is the warning that fate has given us to the elves? β
Elucia's voice was as beautiful as the sweet spring water, and there was a faint melancholy in her slight tone, which was caused by the fate of her own race, she had traveled several worlds, but the history and fate of the elves she had seen were not very pleasant. It seems that there is a powerful force in the underworld, guiding the elves to a similar fate.
To Elucia's melancholy and questions, Lord Saint-Druid could not answer, Lady Silver Dragon could not answer, Veria Loren could not answer. Only Dugufeng vaguely felt the answer to this question, but she didn't need to say it here.
"If you want to explore the history of the elves, I suggest you go to Yongju Island or the New World, since the elves retreated, most of the elven kingdoms in the Faren continent have retreated to the overseas Yongju Island."
The Silver Dragon Lady, who is most familiar with the elves, suggested to Elucia that since several Crown Wars, the Elven Empire has gradually withdrawn from the stage of history, and after the destruction of the last Elven King of the Komanso Forest, Tempo Zonor, after centuries of glory, there are actually not many large-scale elven gathering areas on the entire continent. The Supreme Forest, as well as some other elves scattered all over the continent, are mostly small kingdoms and races that are unwilling to leave the continent, and while they are trying their best to maintain their traditional lives, they are actually more or less integrated into the mainstream civilization of the continent.
For example, the moon elf Miranor beside Dugu Feng, such as the Florian Lord of Dagger Beach, and those elves who settled in the Northland Silver Moon Federation are all members of the human civilization that have been deeply integrated, and they are already very different from the elves in the real elven society.
"Thank you, after traveling to the Faren Continent, we will go to Yongju Island and the New World as you suggested!" Elucia nodded slightly, acknowledging Lady Dragon's suggestion.
It's a very pleasant chance encounter, after all, it's fun to meet a friendly group of adventurers in a gloomy swamp full of unfriendly monsters. Just like most adventurers who meet by chance, the two sides have a pleasant meal and a pleasant conversation.
The two sides made an agreement that when Dugu Feng found the four elemental keys, he would ask Master Saint Druid Solomon to go to the Supreme Wasteland to plant the World Tree and change the desolate ecological environment of the Supreme Wasteland. And Master Saint Druid also said that he would be around Baldur's Gate recently, and if Dugu Feng sent him a message, he could come over at any time.
After a friendly and cordial conversation, the two sides parted amicably, and did not ask each other about the mission and destination to deal with. This is both common sense among adventurers and respect for each other's strength. After all, whether it is a saint druid who is comparable to a weaker god, or an adventure party formed by three legendary powerhouses, it is enough to sweep away most of the powerhouses and forces in this region.
After experiencing this episode and resting a little, Dugufeng and the others continued to camp and hurry. The female warrior in the disguise of the demon beast was worried for a while, and found that until the two sides separated, the druid did not find out her identity, and immediately relieved her heart, and enthusiastically showed the way for everyone, trying to guide them to the place they wanted.
Not long after leaving the campsite just now, Dugufeng and the others soon discovered the reason why they met the saint-druid couple by chance. Not far from their campsite, an old lookout stands on a striking high ground.
The crumbling stones and belvederes were mostly buried in vines and covered with moss. In the middle of the belvedere stood a moss-covered white marble statue, and a robed female elf pointed to the northβthat was the direction of Waterdeep, the former capital of Ilffa.
Apparently, the building is a relic of the fallen elven kingdom of Ilphal, but after countless years and storms, it is now apparently only providing enough shelter to shelter from the rain. Neither the statue nor the ruins were enchanted, but for unknown reasons, reptiles and insects avoided the place, making it an ideal camping spot.
However, although it is also a relic, the exploration of countless adventurers in the past countless years has already collected all the places where it is possible to excavate and explore, so Dugufeng and the others only stopped for a while, and continued to move forward with some ancient monuments.
Perhaps in order to show that he was indeed very familiar with the lizard swamp, under her guidance, Dugufeng and the others bypassed many lizardmen and tree frogmen's nests along the way, and came to a manor ruin without any fight.
It was the ruins of a long-abandoned manor, and through the fog, everyone could see a crumbling ruin towering over the mire. On the map of Dagger Beach, this was once a manor called Colander, which was located on the muddy coast near Sword Bay, and Dagger Beach once wanted to build a manor here that went straight to the coast in order to obtain a port to go to sea belonging to Dagger Beach.
They cleared farmland by draining a large swamp puddle, and in order to strengthen the area's defense and influence, they also established castles and new titles. It's just that they met with stubborn resistance to civilize the land, and in the end this plan and this house were abandoned.
The stone manor, which had not yet been fully built, was now in ruins, and the half-finished roof of the castle had sunken, but the sharp-eyed ones saw that a huge net of vines, leaves, and reeds hung over the castle, forming a protective awning.
The old manor has sunk into a swamp and most of the interior and exterior walls have collapsed. Through the collapsed walls, you can even see a flickering camp campfire!
"Are you going to fight?"
Shiki tensed up, though the top of the abandoned castle was covered by a canopy, making it less visible from the sky. But from the ground, adventurers can still easily spot the hidden orcs and half-orcs of this waste - because those guys are so stinky, and the smell of orcs coming from the direction of the wind can't be smelled unless there is really something wrong with the nose.