Hearing that Clear Sky dared to challenge herself, Modette smiled contemptuously: "According to the rules of the fierce war song, you are not qualified to challenge me if you are not the elf of the Yueyong tribe." ”

Clear Sky smiled and said, "As long as I defeat all the warriors of the Yueyong tribe, I will be qualified." To save time, let's come along. ”

The icy wind dispels the hot air, and ice shoots down from the sky like knives, the sharp tips reflecting a blinding light. The elves didn't expect their opponents to be able to control the weather, and they quickly blocked the ice with their bows or weapons, but the ice falling from the sky seemed endless.

"Kill first!" Modisty shouted, and the blade danced to pull a trail of flame through the air. Then the goshawk on the falconer's arm flapped its wings, and the strong air currents expanded to form a large whirlwind, which swirled upwards with the flames released by Modisti.

The fire blocked the falling ice, and all the elves drew their bows and arrows together to fire a salvo at the challenger. However, they lost their target's position, and the elf on the camel's back disappeared at some point.

While the elves were searching for a clear sky, suddenly an elf shouted, "She's behind us." ”

The elves collectively turned around and fired arrows together the moment they spotted the clear sky. Magically charged arrows shot out at far faster than normal speeds, and in a burst of cracks, they pierced Clear Sky's body and shot the sand behind her into a hedgehog.

Then the clear sky vanished under their gaze.

"She's on our left."

The elves collectively turned, and a salvo was fired at the clear sky they found. However, the effect was exactly the same as before, the arrow passed through Clear Sky's body, and Clear Sky disappeared in the void.

"She's ......"

When another elf spotted the clear sky, Modesti shouted, "We have been tricked by illusion, and all of us dismount and gather towards me, forming a circular defensive formation." Don't attack at will, be careful that you will hurt your own people! ”

Modisti noticed something strange and gathered all the tribal elves around her as quickly as she could. The elves used their horses to form a defensive circle on the outer layer, and they used their tall horses as cover, and pointed their bows and arrows at the outside.

At this time, the elves found that all the grass that should have been outside was gone, and the endless desert was replaced by it.

The World Tree remains were still lying alone in the sand, the invaders and their caravans out of sight.

This is a very powerful illusion.

The elves were a little unsure of what kind of strong man they were facing.

Modisty did not have the presumptuous attitude at the beginning, she forced herself to calm down from the panic, and constantly reminded herself that "to create such a big illusion, it will inevitably bring a huge consumption of energy." As long as you don't move and are not affected by illusions, the illusions will soon disperse. ”

While reminding herself, Modesti also kept cheering for her companions.

"Stay focused and don't believe what you see or hear. Use your intuition to perceive your peers around you, believing that the bonds between the tribal bloodlines will not be taken advantage of by challengers.

When the challenger runs out of energy, we win. ”

The elves trusted Modesty, and each elf slowed down their breathing and sensed the outside world directly.

But an hour passed, two hours passed...... Under the scorching sun, some elves couldn't hold on.

Modisty couldn't help but doubt her own judgment, how could the challenger possibly have such a huge amount of energy to maintain this illusion. If she has such a huge amount of energy, why would she release the illusion to trap us?

A direct attack will help you resolve the fight faster.

"Eagle!"

Losing her patience, Modisty decided to take the initiative.

As soon as the falconer raised his arm, the goshawk spread its wings and soared into the sky. Modesty's eyes turned into golden eagle eyes, and she connected to the goshawk's field of vision, looking down on the earth from the sky.

Then he was horrified by what he saw.

Desert, desert ...... The whole steppe turned into a desert. Modesti controlled the goshawk to fly as high as possible, looking as far as possible, and there was still no green in her field of vision.

The meadows are gone, the animals are gone, the rivers are gone.

The goshawk flew into the distance, and the view did not change in any way. This means that the scope of this illusion is far beyond the scope of one's own cognition.

Is this an illusion, or is it a fact that has already happened!

Faced with everything she saw, Modisti was a little confused.

At this time, Modette saw a large patch of dry bones appear in the sand, and she controlled the goshawk to fly over. Then she saw an elf standing in the middle of the dry bones, and as she got closer, she saw what the elf looked like.

That elf was himself, surrounded by dry bones, and the ruins of the World Tree not far away disappeared without a trace...... Suddenly, her boneless self raised her head, and in the eye of her gaze, Modisty felt her spirit take a heavy blow.

The consciousness was forced to withdraw from the goshawk, and Modesty fell to her knees. She covered her face and choked, not daring to look around her. She was afraid that her companions were really dead, and that she was only accompanied by a ring of dry bones.

I am afraid to see the grassland of my ancestors turn into a lifeless desert, and I am left alone.

Modesty's spirit was on the verge of collapse.

At this time, someone shouted in her ear: "Patriarch, patriarch, Modestie......"

Modette felt someone shake herself violently, and a trace of clarity in her mind dispelled the chaos cleanly.

Then she found herself sitting on horseback, her people scrambling to deal with the countless ice cubes falling from the sky, as if what had just happened was a brief dream.

And Sunny Sky was still sitting on the back of the camel, looking at herself with a meaningful smile, as if she had never moved.

What happened?

Modisty had a little realization, but she wasn't sure yet.

"Stop, I have a question for you!"

When the clear sky waved his hand, the ice cubes in the sky scattered into ice flowers. The ice melts on the ground, the water is quickly absorbed by the sand, and the hot wind blows in again.

The elves didn't know what was happening, but they all obeyed Modesty's orders and stopped moving.

Clear Sky said, "Welcome back!" ”

Modette was not as relaxed as Clear Sky, and she asked sharply, "What have you done to me?" ”

Sunny Sky replied, "I didn't do anything to you, just as a medium for you to see the facts that the World Tree wants to tell you." ”

"That's an illusion you created, don't try to confuse me!"

"Do you think I have the power to create illusions that big and so real? Illusion is similar to dreams, it is a collection of a large number of fragmented scenes, and the recipient is trapped in it with mental hypnosis.

The authenticity of illusion is directly related to the mental power of the caster.

You should be able to judge for yourself where what you see is coming from. ”

Modesti looked at the nearby World Tree ruins, thinking about how she felt when she was in her environment, especially when she looked down on the land from above......

The loneliness, the helplessness, the desolation, the despair, and the ...... A call to try to get a response.

At this time, Moddy found that the calls were not from her heart, but from the voice she received in her heart.

Is that the call of the World Tree?

What kind of response does it want?

Modette looked at the clear sky, and there were countless questions in her eyes: "You...... Who the hell is it? ”

"I am a fierce war song, and I left my hometown with the fantasy of saving the World Tree and the Ancestral Grassland. I have traveled the world and traveled countless places just so that one day I can return here and revive the World Tree with my own hands. ”

Modistie's face changed drastically, and she asked in shock, "You, have you really found a way to revive the World Tree?" ”

"I said I found it, do you believe it?"

"Me!"

Modisty didn't know how to answer.

For a long time after the World Tree was burned, the surviving races of the Ancestral Grassland were trying their best to find a way to revive the World Tree. However, all attempts will cause very serious damage to the World Tree Ruins, until the World Tree Ruins begin to show signs of desertification around the World Tree Ruins.

The ferocious Warsong halted all attempts to endanger the World Tree Ruins, and sent the Clansmen to form tribes near all the World Tree Ruins, using extreme methods to block the destruction of the World Tree by the outside world.

In recent years, the phenomenon of desertification has accelerated, and the disappearance of the last remaining power of the World Tree has accelerated.

It is already a foreseeable fact that the grassland of the ancestors has turned back into a desert.

But when Modette saw the future scene with her own eyes, the piercing pain was still hard for her to accept. What's the point of everything if you're just guarding it just to wait for that day to come?

Now a strange fellow citizen actually said...... She can revive the World Tree.

Should I believe it?

Will the consequences of failure make that scene come faster?

Modisty thought for a long time and said, "I can't call the shots, I can take you to the World Tree Lord Ruins, and the priests with fierce war songs will make the final decision." ”

Who wants to clear the sky but says, "I'm not asking for your opinion." The challenge to the Yueyong tribe patriarch is not over yet, will you admit defeat, or will you continue to fight me? ”

Modisty didn't expect Clear Sky to still think about her patriarch's position, and she asked, "Is the patriarch's position important to the revival of the World Tree?" ”

Sunny Sky replied, "If I go to the main ruins like this, do you think the priests will believe me?"

I need to prove my abilities with the ruins here. In order not to be disturbed, I need to have absolute control over this place, and the whole process must not be disturbed in any way.

Obey me!

Or I'll hit you until you obey!

Answer now! ”

Fierce war song, fist is the boss, the patriarch relies on force to ascend to power, and has absolute dominance over the tribe. Therefore, the fierce war song is more brave and fierce than ordinary steppe elves, and the individual strength is naturally stronger.

Faced with the challenge of the clear sky, Modisty burst out with a fighting spirit.

"I allow you to challenge me alone, my people will not help me, but you are not allowed to use illusions, and you are not allowed to use your sword to fight me properly.

If you win, you are the patriarch of the fierce Warsong Moon Clan. ”

"Okay, just use the fierce war song to fight."

Clear Sky jumped off the camel's back, twin knives in hand, and a layer of ice blades formed on the blades of the stars.

Modestie told her companions to back off, then jumped off their horses, a scimitar with a blazing flame attached to it. She looked at the clear sky, and her golden eyes turned into eagle eyes to share the vision of the goshawk in the sky. Modestus then stretched out her left hand and pointed at the clear sky, the tip of her fist shaking a spark.

"Come on!"

Modisty invited to fight, the clear sky was not polite to her, the soft sand was frozen under her feet, and the frozen sand particles were trampled on all over the place after exerting force. The figure surged forward, and rushed in front of Modesty in two steps, and the ice wheel in his hand brought out an ice blade and slashed at it.

The explosiveness of the fierce war song is very strong, so although Modesty is a little surprised to face the clear sky so quickly in close proximity, she can deal with it calmly. The blade in her hand shattered through the air, and a huge blade of fire slammed into the ice blade with the sound of a hunt like a bird's wing.

The collision of ice and fire caused a violent explosion, and the blast of air sent up sand and dust that obscured the entire sky and blocked the view of the two warring elves.

Hawkeye complements Moddieste's vision, as she captures the clear sky in the dust, reaching out to condense the dust into a large lion's claw and slapping it at the clear sky.

The clear sky with the eyes of ice crystals turned on, can also see Modestie's movements. She raised her hand and smashed the lion's claws away with the ice wheel, and the figure disappeared in place, appearing at Modesty's side in a flash.

Before the clear sky could attack, fire erupted upwards from under Modesti's feet. The heat melted the sand in an instant, and the magma formed a tidal wave that covered the clear sky.

At the same time, the scimitar pulled the flame wing from the middle lane, breaking through the magma tide and sweeping the lava particles towards the clear sky.

It's tough!

Clear Sky found that it was a bit difficult to use level 60 to deal with Modistie, after all, she was the patriarch of the fierce Battle Song Moon Wing Tribe, and she still needed to deal with it seriously.

In the face of the rushing magma tide and flame wings, Clear Sky did not dodge, but pushed his level to level 80.

The power suddenly skyrocketed.

The cold wave formed an extremely cold mist that pushed forward, like blowing out a candlelight, extinguishing the swelling flame wings. Moving forward, cool the rising magma into a crisp glass wall.

Clear Sky stepped forward and slashed the glass wall into powder, revealing Modisti's somewhat surprised face behind the wall.

Silly!

At the beginning, the fire of the Ox Horn Demon Descendant Giant Tree was crushed by me, and your strength was half a pound or two with him.

At that time, it was necessary to adjust the level to level 100 to kill the giant tree, and now although level 60 is too reluctant, level 80 is enough!

The strength of the skyrocketing sky, the body is even more ghostly. The burst of speed and spatial movement made it impossible for Modesty to capture her position even with Hawkeye. Cultivating at the Oulu Academy allowed Clear Sky to exert his strength more efficiently, and the extremely cold freezing air crushed Modisti's fire to the point that it could only make a gurgling sound.

In the face of continuous oppressive attacks, Modesty's hand was frozen and couldn't grasp the hilt of the knife, and the knife in his hand was knocked away by a blow from the clear sky.

Modesty's knife flew out of the air for more than ten meters and stuck in the sand.

The clear sky was on Modesty's neck, the ice was gone, and the light on the blade shone like a star.

"I won!" The clear sky closes the knife, and the double knife is put into the sheath.

The defeated Modisty simply knelt on one knee: "The fierce war song Moon Song tribe Modisty was defeated, and after the fierce war song cleared the sky, he was the patriarch of the moon song tribe." ”

The elven warriors of the other Yueyong tribes knelt on one knee around the clear sky.

"Sunny Sky Patriarch!"

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