To the southwest of Aimovo, about two hundred kilometers east of the city of Hill, there is a place that all the elves consider to be the most sacred place, the beautiful and secluded shores of Lake Imina, where the great World Tree, Kerrand, is located. However, out of respect and reverence for the god of trees, there are no elves living here in this area, so there are no cities and villages, only a temple of friends of green leaves, and those who are qualified to serve the god of trees here are usually those who are respected as green leaf priests.

For any elf, whoever has not visited the World Tree Kerlan is not a true elf. Every elf's rite of passage is truly completed after meeting Kerran.

Lake Imina is still so calm and clear, and its beauty is intoxicating. Arundel was now kneeling reverently in front of the huge, indescribable tree by the lake, muttering a whispered prayer.

As the years passed, although her body had not yet aged under the nourishment of magic, her mind seemed to have been tormented by time. So every time she woke up, she had to come to Kellan's side to seek solace from the depths of her soul.

And this time, the upcoming final battle to decide the fate of the elves, speaking from her heart, made her feel even more uneasy and panicked. But she can't show it in the slightest in front of the elves, she has to be strong. But here, she can pour out the weakness in her heart and the deepest words of her heart.

Cesha knelt behind Arundel, but she was a little overwhelmed in her heart. She didn't know what to say to the god of trees, and if she did, it must be guilt and remorse for Devon. But she is very confused, she still can't see her own future clearly, even if the teacher has told her the mission, she is still lost in confusion.

The sky overhead has been completely obscured by the immensparably huge canopy of trees, and the criss-crossing branches of the trees are densely covered with the sky. The huge trunk of the tree, which reached into the sky, plunged into the depths of the mist, as if there was no end. The cracked bark of the tree is covered with ravines left by time, and this is an incomparably huge existence that can shock anyone.

There is no greater form of life in this world, Cesha is absolutely sure of that.

"The sound of the piano blown by the evening breeze is like the music of the dawn......"

"Because of the rivers, the sea never dries up. Because of time, the years never end......"

"The stars burn like the sun, but the night sky is as cold as a snowfield......

"It can be as gentle as a cloud or as strong as a glacier......"

"A drop of dew can moisten a small grass. A ray of sunshine can also shine on a piece of the world......"

The muffled murmur still flowed slowly through the forest like a light thunderbolt as usual, and that was Kerland's dream. In Arundel's memory, in the millennia of her memory, Kerland had never woken up from a dream. Since the records of a long time ago, it has been in a dream, chaotic for thousands of years.

Kerland has lived for tens of thousands of years. It is said that when the God of Light created the world, the first creature created from the elements of nature was the World Tree Imina Kellan, so all the later Trees of Life, as well as the entire Twilight Forest, were actually its children.

Its life is eternal. But even eternal life cannot escape the grind of time. It is completely old, its mind and mind can only live in dreams, it can no longer think. And all it can leave for the elves is the endless dreams. The elves may not fully understand her dream language, but the elves know that it is the wisdom and teachings of God, the most precious treasure.

After pouring out her heartfelt words, Arundel felt much better. Of course, she couldn't have expected a response from the tree god, but that was enough. Just as she was about to get up to leave, Kerland's voice suddenly rang out again clearly.

"Arundel, don't be afraid, my child. ”

Arundel was dumbfounded, and the elves were stunned.

"Death is but another rebirth, and the soul is never-ending. We await your arrival, my child. And Alan, she's saying hello to you. ”

Oh my God, the elves can now finally be sure that it was indeed Kerland talking to Arundel! It's been thousands of years, and the World Tree Kellan has awakened again! But the elven priests still can't believe it's true!

"Sesa, don't be confused, my child. Fate has long been in control, but the choice lies in our hearts. Devin asked me to tell you that he will always love you until the end of time. ”

Sesa's tears burst into her eyes.

"It's your mission, fate is not invincible, you can do it. But an even greater danger was looming over her. The darkness has awakened, the evil has never ceased to grow, she is our hope, the hope of the whole world, the hope of dominating destiny. This world cannot be without love and kindness. Go, my children, the blessings of the forest will always be with you. ”

"The thinnest stems and leaves are stronger than a castle made of masonry......"

"The trickle creek converges into a river, and the sand particles gather into a desert......"

"The lonely tree falls in the wind, and the forest stands proudly in the field......"

"The summer wind blows the winter snow, and the winter wind blows the summer rain......

"Every newborn creature is the purest angel. Every old man who has died has become a devil of vicissitudes......"

When Kerland began to whisper the obscure words again, the elves finally understood that after a brief awakening, the World Tree, Imina Kerland, had once again fallen into an endless slumber.

Cesa wiped away her tears and stood up, her gaze clear. Arundel also breathed a sigh of relief, and then the priests brought two fruits wrapped in oak leaves, which were the fruits of the Tree of Life. For tens of millions of years, Kerland has been nourishing the elves with its bountiful fruit, the supreme delicacy.

Arundel took a gentle bite, and it was a familiar taste, like a sweet **. At that moment, Arundel seemed to suddenly remember his long-dead mother, and tears burst out of her eyes.

Maybe all this is just an insignificant episode. When Arundel and Cesa return to Hill City on the Dragon Eagle, the battle of fate destined to be sung in the Twilight Forest for thousands of years finally begins.

On July 3, 4214, an epic Elven civil war fired the first arrow at Hill City, from where the river of fate would flow to another fork. No one knows what the future holds, but there are many who know how they should choose their destiny.

The walls of Hill will be the last and only line of defense for the Wood Elves. Although the Wood Elf mages have not yet had an effective way to clear the fog that fills the forest, they can at least use this wall as a base and set up anti-invisible magic beacons around the walls, installing one every 100 meters, and any invisible enemy that enters within 200 meters of the walls will appear under the magic of these magic searchlights.

Civilians and troops from the border area had withdrawn into Hill, and the whole city was obviously a little crowded, but every elf was in high spirits, because Her Majesty was right next to them - in fact, they had no way back, and behind Hill was Lake Imina and Evolmo.

The army of dark elves who have hidden their traces does not know how many there are. But now it is certain that they have come to the city of Hill, and it is clear that the vanguard of the Dark Elves is eager to lure the Wood Elf army out of the city to fight, but the Wood Elf defenders will not leave the protection of the magic searchlight under strict orders, and they can only respond to provocations from the depths of the fog with bows and arrows.

So the two began to start a bow battle on the edge of the walls of Hill, and due to the existence of the fog, the actual effect of bow and arrow weapons was obviously greatly reduced.

Over the course of several days, hundreds of Wood Elf warriors had been wounded in the long-range bow and arrow blind shooting battle, and since the Green Leaf Priests and priests had been on standby, all the wounded had been treated in a timely and effective manner, and no casualties had occurred.

But as more and more Dark Elf armies poured into the city of Hill, it was impossible for the Wood Elf defenders to go out of the city to fight. But it won't be like this forever. It wasn't long before the wood elves in Hill could clearly hear a loud roar coming from outside the city.

And also...... The mournful roar of the trees in the forest as they fall with a bang.

The elves suddenly understood something. But...... How could this be? The anger in the hearts of the elves seemed to be completely ignited at that moment.

In the history of elven warfare, elven armies have never used siege weapons such as catapults, trebuchets, etc. The reason is simple, the manufacture of these weapons requires the consumption of a lot of wood. And the beliefs of the elves make it impossible for them to cut down forests.

But now...... A frenzied Philrell ordered the Dark Elves' army to cut down the trees in the twilight forest and use them to build siege weapons!

The Wood Elf defenders are really going crazy, the army of the Dark Elves is cutting down the forest in front of their eyes right now, if it was before, they must not hesitate to rush out and fight with them. But now...... Reason told them that if they rushed out now, they would only die, and instead of saving the forest and trees, they would lose their own lives.

Above the mist, the chaotic sunlight gradually dissipated, and the darkness began to gradually envelop the forest, and the day's battle and busyness finally ended. The Wood Elf warriors leaned against the battlements in heartbreak, looking sadly at the misty forest in the distance, helpless and painful. When the sky turned into a chaotic night sky, I don't know who blew the tree flute, sad and distant.

More tree horns sounded, and the powerless elven warriors seemed left with this as the only way to express their grief for the wounded forests and trees outside the city.

Sad thoughts envelop the entire city of Hill, ranging from sadness and anger towards the forest to confusion and fear for the future. Arundel took Cesha on her own tour of the walls, but she didn't know how to comfort the grieving warriors. Perhaps, all that was left in everyone's hearts was the last anger towards Fairrell.

But suddenly there was a crisp sound of the piano from the sky above the city, like a clear sound that pierced the night sky, and immediately woke the elves from their decadence.

It was a little angel waving snow-white wings, floating gently in the sky. It was Linya, who was holding the moonlight harp in her arms, silently comforting the sad wood elves with its soft and beautiful sound.

The beautiful sound of the piano seemed to have some kind of magic that penetrated into the heart, and instantly drove the confusion and fear out of everyone's heart.

In the sound of the piano, Linya took a deep breath, and opened her mouth to sing her incomparably beautiful singing voice to the melody of the piano.

Can you hear the brightest star in the night sky?

The one who looks up, the loneliness and sigh in the bottom of his heart.

Can you remember the brightest star in the night sky?

The figure that once walked with me and disappeared into the wind.

I pray, with a transparent heart,

and eyes that will shed tears.

Give me the courage to believe again,

Go beyond the lies to embrace you.

Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence,

Whenever I get lost in the night,

The brightest star in the night sky,

Please light my way.

The brightest star in the night sky, do you know,

Where are the figures who once walked with me?

The brightest star in the night sky, do you care?

Did the sun rise first, or did the unexpected come first?

I pray for a transparent heart,

and eyes that will shed tears.

Give me the courage to believe again,

Beyond the lies to embrace you,

Whenever I can't find the meaning of existence,

Whenever I get lost in the night.

The brightest star in the night sky, please light my way......

I don't know how long it took, when the sound of the sound finally faded away, and the calm in the sky of Hill was restored, the elves finally realized that the incomparably beautiful little angel had quietly left.

But at this moment, the elves are no longer confused and afraid. Because, that beautiful song was full of encouraging psychic magic, and everyone suddenly remembered something that seemed to be forgotten, maybe Fairrell's perverse behavior was indeed infuriating, but the arrival of the goddess was not the greatest support for the elves?

"Thank you very much, Your Highness the Honorable Gaisha. Thanks to your singing, the morale of the fighters has now been restored, and I think it will be crucial for tomorrow's decisive battle. In Linya's room, Arundel came to pay her a special visit and thanked her. This time, she took the initiative and respectfully saluted a complete courtesy, which was her heartfelt gratitude.

Linya carefully placed the diamond in her hand, stepped forward to help the queen, and said sincerely: "Please don't say that, Your Majesty. This is not just a war for you Wood Elves, it is a war for all of us who love justice, peace and goodness, and it is a war that belongs to me. That's what I'm supposed to do. We've done what we have to do, and I think what we should do now is to rest well, and let's meet this judgment of fate tomorrow—— well, it's really exciting, so excited......"