Chapter 372: Brother
In this thousand-year war, the upper-level elves have more than 100 legendary powerhouses killed in battle, and countless ordinary elves have died in battle. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Even the Great Elf King personally killed a large number of amazingly powerful magical beasts countless times when the situation was in crisis, but this also made the injuries accumulated by the Great Elf King, who was already injured in the process of sailing, even more serious, and now he needs a long-term retreat to barely suppress the outbreak of injuries.
More than 600 years ago, the elven king who sprouted from the old tree succeeded in enlarging the belly of an elven court official, and then his only heir was born: the baby boy who was blessed by all the upper elves was named Turandot, which means warm night.
Turandot Nightwind, who was loved by thousands of people, received the best care and education since he was a child, and then was named regent of the Elven Empire just after he became an adult, which can be regarded as taking over the burden that he cannot bear at his age......
After the World Tree survived its infancy, it realized that it could not solve the mystery of the World Tree, and reduced the frequency of attacks on the last elves to once a or two years, and the scale of the war was many times smaller until now.
In the following period of relative peace, the population of the upper elves, which had been damaged by less than 100,000 in the war, was restored to more than 300,000.
As for this deadly incense, this is how it was born: the elves who resolutely followed the elven king to retreat here are mostly characters who have long been tired of war, and they originally thought that they could live a peaceful life again after fleeing the continent of Fira and coming here, but who knew that in order to obtain the right to live, they had to continue to engage in what seemed to be an endless battle.
In this war that lasted for thousands of years, I don't know how many elves could not withstand the strong pressure of the spirit, and thus completely became crazy, and even some of the upper elves, the clergy of the Moon God Temple, were not spared.
It wasn't until late in the millennium war that a high-class elf named Esco Val invented a special incense recipe that was said to be able to completely relieve mental stress.
This incense instantly conquered all the elves, and then all women and children were deeply addicted to it, and to tell the truth, this incense made an irreplaceable contribution to the elves to persist until the growth of the World Tree and win the Millennium War.
Moreover, this kind of incense will not have any adverse effect on the elves' bodies at all, but will be smoked once a day, so that after the mist produced by the incense, the upper elves will generally react that their minds are more flexible, and the effect of cultivation will be better.
So this incense has completely become an indispensable daily necessities for the upper elves, who would rather not eat for a day than accept the smoke of incense for a day.
This lasted until more than 700 years ago, when the nightmare finally came, and the upper elves searched through the house to find a little bit of oriental rue fruit, which is an essential ingredient in the recipe of incense.
Even if it is the rest of the dozen or so materials, the Tears of the Stars Continent is everywhere here, so what is the use? Without the incense of the rue fruit, there is no longer any effect.
That time was simply an unbearable memory for the upper elves, and every day there were many upper elves who had to end their lives because they couldn't stand the lack of incense, which caused great pain, and had to end their lives, so as to get rid of this pain.
Since the elves were all faithful followers of the moon god Elucia, and the teachings of the Moon Temple did not allow suicide, they begged their relatives and friends to kill them......
Of course, the elves faced this situation and tried countless methods, such as trying to find a new recipe to replace it, but even if they gathered almost all the alchemists and high-level magicians, they found nothing.
They even selected thousands of elites to form a trading fleet to the East, but unfortunately, they sent three fleets in a row to no avail, and only one of the three fleets came back with more than a dozen ships.
According to the survivors' accounts, they couldn't even find a place on the Eastern Continent.
In the end, the helpless upper elves could only endure the torment, but fortunately, this kind of smoking addiction will gradually become weaker and weaker with the passage of time, but the upper elves completely quit the addiction to incense, and no longer want to die or live, it took twenty years of hard work......
"I thought we had completely defeated this love-hate demon, but unfortunately, when it appeared in front of us again, we realized that we had no ability to resist at all. The young regent Turandot Nightwind said with a bitter expression.
He had just finished enjoying the incense, and he was relaxed from the inside out, and he was full of energy like never before; Mo Duo nodded approvingly, when he first grilled the fish, he put the effect of rue fruit, which was really one percent of the effect after being mixed with incense, and this made all the elves lose their temper.
After enjoying it, Turandot Nightwind's affection for Modo grew rapidly, perhaps because he couldn't find someone to talk to in the elven court, and the strange little dwarf became an excellent object to talk to.
He took the trouble to confide in the little gnome about the elves of the upper class, the hardships of surviving after arriving here, the love-hate relationship between the rue fruits, and the burdens he had to carry.
Speaking of which, the young regent with a rich expression actually burst into tears, which made Mo Duo stunned, and at the same time raised a little sympathy: "This big family also has a scripture that is difficult to read!"
But he didn't think it was a big deal, although the spices from the East were more expensive than gold, but in terms of Master Modo's current net worth, he would not lack this bit of gold if he lacked anything;
Mo Duo also saw it just now, a little rue fruit on the little finger is enough for a dozen elves for a day, and the amount of each person is less than half a gram.
So even if it is calculated according to the number of 300,000 people, the daily consumption is only 300 catties of ruel fruit can fully satisfy them, and a hundred tons of gold will be enough for these people to use for two years......
So he patted Turandot Nightbreeze on the shoulder enthusiastically, and said in high spirits: "I say what a big deal! If I were a brother, I would have covered your rue fruit." ”
"Brother?" this word was extremely unfamiliar to Turandot Night Wind, and he was completely stunned.
Then the little dwarf who climbed up the ladder asked a question that had been puzzled for a long time: "You said that you have all fled, what are you doing with so many rue fruits, so that you can use them for so many years, what a large amount!"
His Royal Highness the young regent was completely speechless at this time......