It is always difficult to climb to the top, for example, if humans on Earth want to conquer the first peak, the Everest Hornet, I don't know how many tribulations they have to go through, and how many bones are buried under the top of the towering peak.

However, fortunately, there is a wonderful power of the elements in this world, which can always turn decay into magic, and create all kinds of incredible miracles. And the dark elves have used the power of the elements to the extreme.

The original steep and steep mountain, the mountain rock was stronger than steel under the tempering of the cold wind, and even if it was violently struck with a weapon, it could only leave a pale white mark. However, under the magical power of magic, it became as soft as clay, turning into stairs at the feet of the dark elves, like courtiers surrendering to the feet of the king, waiting for the dispatch, not daring to disobey.

High in the sky, the cold is chilling. The raging wind swept back and forth, eager to devour everyone and push them into the bottomless abyss. Climbing the peak, this violent cold wind has always been a big headache, but when this wind meets the dark elves, it suddenly becomes well-behaved and supple, the cold wind that was originally like a scraper, blowing on Al is like a young girl's jade hand, twisting slowly, extremely soft.

It is like an unruly rebel general, who has to bow his arrogant head under the majesty of the king, and does his best to flatter.

Even the freezing cold, which had lasted for millions of years and seemed to be unchanged for eternity, could not affect the dark elves at all. It's true that the dark elves can't affect the environment of the entire mountain, and that's something that only humans can do, but gods. But at least there is a foot around them that they can influence and change, and the entire team of dark elves is as if they are in a greenhouse, no matter what happens outside

Wind swords, frost swords, snow cellars and ice days. The entire team of dark elves is like the beginning of spring in March, cold and warm at first.

Just like the towering and immovable king, even if Mount Tai is at the top and the environment is sinister, he is still calm and calm, and does not change his heart.

Al saw it in his eyes and couldn't help but be amazed and admired, this was by no means something that one or two so-called geniuses and strong people could do. The so-called manpower is sometimes poor, and no matter how strong the strong are, they can't take care of the long queue that stretches for dozens of miles, but everyone in the entire dark elf team makes a move, and each dark elf uses magic to protect himself, so that he has created such a miracle of conquering the mountains, and it can even be said to be a miracle of conquering nature.

Even El Human, the twentieth human, had borrowed light to climb the mountain, and he asked the nightingale beside him, "Do you use this method every time you go in and out?"

Nightingale nodded, "The caves that are easier to get in and out of are occupied by those dwarves, so we have fewer opportunities for the Dark Elves to get out of the underworld. ”

Ignoring the damage the sun was doing to her, she looked up at the sky, "I was born underground, but I can't get used to the darkness of the underground. If I think about it, I walked out of the underground with pandan grass before, maybe it was just a reason for me to convince myself, I wanted to get out of the dark and go out into the sun. ”

"Even if the sun shines on my body, it hurts like a knife cutting a sword, even if the temperature is as hot as magma to us dark elves, but I still like it. ”

She sighed softly, "No matter how many times I see it, this day is still so blue and so beautiful." ”

Al also looked up at the sky, the sky was as blue as a wash, and the clouds cleared the sky. That touch of sky blue is a pure color that no matter how many times humans debug it, they can't perfectly replicate it.

Clear and flawless, like a handful of clear water, poured into people's hearts.

Al looked down again, and saw the black cloak that shrouded the Dark Elf Maiden, and at this moment, he had never been so disgusted with a color. From the bottom of his heart, an unspeakable anger and unspeakable sorrow swelled up.

This black is really the greatest blasphemy against that blue.

He wanted to tear off the pesky black, so that the girl next to him could soak up the sun and look up to appreciate the pure beauty.

But he couldn't, and the sorrow and anger were like stones in his heart, and he choked up unspeakable. Al opened his mouth, eager to say something, but what could he say?

"I'm sorry" has been said many times, but these three words are by no means something that Al can bear on his shoulders alone.

"I can help you" is easy to say, but whether it can be achieved is like a snowflake at your fingertips, and if you want to appreciate it, it always inadvertently turns into clear water, and you can't get it.

A thousand words were on his lips, but he couldn't say a word, Al could only look at the sky in the same way, and echoed: "Yes, it's really blue, it's beautiful." ”

The Dark Elf Maiden could only look at it, but Al looked at it for a long time, and he wanted to take this scenery into his eyes and keep it in his heart.

Then describe it in detail to the girl next to her.

The language at this time is pale, but the language at this time is the most precious.

Along the way, Al danced and gestured, describing to the nightingale and pandan how clear and clean the sky was, how bright and warm the sun was, and how varied the scattered clouds were.

"Now there is a cloud floating above us, and when you look sideways, it looks like a unicorn, and if you look closely, you can see the horn on its head. ”

Nightingale and pandan listened quietly, especially pandan with a yearning expression, and she asked curiously, "Mr. Al, have you ever seen a unicorn?" pandan grass has never seen it, but I have heard it from the old man of the clan. ”

Al froze slightly, how could he have seen the magical creature that belonged to the Forest of the Silver Moon. He could only say stupidly: "This...... I haven't seen it before, but the unicorn is said to look about the same as a horse, and I think this cloud is quite similar. ”

The nightingale laughed out loud on the side, "Who are you listening to, the classics of the clan record that the unicorn leopard has a leopard head and an eagle's beak, two ribs and wings, and its whole body is snow-white, without a little variegation, where does it look like a horse." ”

Pandan Grass giggled like a little hen, and Al couldn't help but be embarrassed, he thought that unicorns were all like those described in the literature in his memory, but he didn't think that the unicorns in this world were different.

He quibbled with some annoyance: "Don't they all say that the unicorn is a symbol of purity? ”

Nightingales were already bent down with laughter, "Who said that unicorns represent purity, this is just the imagination of you humans." ”

"Unicorns are the fastest creatures in the Silver Moon Forest, and even us elves can't tell their bodies when they run, and unicorns mate at will, without a regular partner, and are in heat for a whole year. ”

Al suddenly, it must have been a certain year, a certain month, a certain human glanced at it, and found a beautiful creature with pure white body and wings on both ribs flashed by, and couldn't help but be dizzy. In addition, being in the mysterious forest of mysterious elves, with the blessing of all kinds of beautiful imaginations, this creature is given a pure symbolic meaning.

And the so-called purity is never worth scrutiny, a beautiful misunderstanding.