The forest of elves is full of ancient trees, but there are new seedlings bursting out with vitality!

This is a magical land, there is the power of nature everywhere, but this is also a forbidden area for human beings, if you are not careful, it is the end of death, and to help them end their lives, there are those strange plants, there are powerful monsters, and there are also the real owners of this land!

Elves, in the center of the Elven Forest, multiply, have a sense of indisputability, but in today's time, such a indisputable will inevitably be broken!

The moonlight was shining brightly, sprinkled on the branches, but many of them fell on an elf standing on the ground looking up at the starry sky!

His hair is all white, and he doesn't know how many vicissitudes of life have passed, and between his eyebrows, the dense wrinkles seem to contain too much fatigue and hardship!

And it is such an old elf when he is standing under the starry sky, in the distance, a handsome elf holding a white horse, and leisurely breaking into the beautiful picture!

"High Priest!"

"Oran Jeffrey, child of nature, you, are back?"

The eyes that looked up at the starry sky, when the voice appeared with some awe, but with some uncomfortable words, turned his head and looked in the direction of the returning elf!

"I'm back, High Priest!"

patting the white horse on the back and signaling it to leave, Olanjeffer walked in front of the high priest who seemed to be waiting for him here for a long time, his right hand protecting his heart, his head bowed, with enough respect, but also with a sad look!

Leave on your own. It's less than half a year away. But this time it's back. But he found that his high priest had become more old and vicissitudes.

For some reason, Olanjeffer suddenly remembered that there was not much speculation at that time, so that his eyes were a little hazy at that moment.

"Tell me about your journey!"

Stretching out his hand, he will hang down his forehead. Olanjiefer, who was reluctant to lift up for a long time, helped him up, and then paced in one direction, and under such facts, Olanjiefu also hurriedly followed, and began his long narrative!

Whether it was the castle in the sky, or Albertette and the fanged beast, or the divine inheritance that he might get, Orangel told his high priest everything except about his identity as a "stranger".

And the high priest listened quietly all the time. Unless there is some confusion, there will be a little bit of speech.

Time passes quickly in such a process. By the time Oranghefer said he had realized something, the moonlight had disappeared and the sun had risen.

"High Priest, I can feel that the power of my body is brewing to the extreme, and I think this should be the inheritance of the gods!"

Unconsciously, the two elves looked at the rising sun in the east, with the appearance of stopping, and when Orangel said such a word, the high priest finally had a long word,

"Olanjeffer, child of nature, do you think the moon god has been lost?"

"Yes, High Priestess, I have such a guess!"

Without any reservation or concealment, when the High Priest asked such a word, Oranghefer replied in this way.

In fact, to be honest, Olanjiefer's answer is already a great disrespect, after all, for the elves, the moon god is their faith, or the support of their glory, and the elves are not allowed to have any doubts about their faith and glory.

However, even when he heard such a word, the high priest did not look even the slightest bit angry, and did not even produce some emotional waves.

This can be regarded as a very abnormal thing, after all, in the entire elven race, in fact, the high priest is the fundamental existence that maintains that faith and glory, and since Olanjiefer did not have any refutation when he said such a thing, it seems that it can only mean one thing,

That is, the high priest also has a guess that the moon god has been damaged!

And it wasn't long before the High Priest had some words to elaborate on this speculation, "When I accepted the Elven Staff, I couldn't resonate with the Moon God, and as far as I know, the same was true of the previous generation of High Priests!"

His gaze was from afar, and the high priest seemed to be trying to find an answer through the firmament, "You just said that when you got the inheritance that I don't know what it was, someone told you that the gods fought so that many gods fell asleep, but left behind the fact that they had their own inheritance?"

"Yes, High Priest!"

"Do you think it's true or not?"

"Half-truths!" It seems that he has long known that the high priest will ask himself like this, and it seems that he has thought about such a thing in the first place, so that he has already had an answer, so Olanjeffer has an answer the moment the high priest asks, "I think the battle of the gods is real, but not all the gods should be asleep,

I always feel that the destiny of my birth is to be controlled, and the existence of this control is the gods!"

"There is a legend that the elves were born, they were born in the three ancient springs, and they were the first elves.

Although the rumors are unverifiable, when you are really born from the ancient spring of reincarnation, such a legend becomes the truth.

And I just think your appearance is a miracle!

Of course, the creators of miracles are gods, but the fact that I can't resonate with the moon god when you were born says too much!"

With a sigh, there was already an inexplicable aura in the words of the high priest, "The moon god may really be lost, or maybe as you said, he has fallen into a deep sleep!"

The whole atmosphere was instantly a sense of tranquility, and the high priest fell into a kind of silence after saying this, and Olanjeffer also had his own thoughts, so it was also silent,

The significance of the existence of the moon god to the elves is self-evident, and the high priest's belief in the moon god is also obvious to all, and it is precisely because of this that Olanjeffer can feel the torment when the high priest guesses that the moon god has fallen and his faith has collapsed.

Even if it is the dividing point of Olanjiefu's birth, there is a hundred years, and such a hundred years, Olanjiefu really does not know how his high priest has survived the torment and endured the pain that he cannot imagine!

There was enough emotion brewing in his heart, and Orenjeffer looked at the high priest's full head of gray hair, but he was all stuck for a while, so countless words turned into a long sigh, and it was a promise that he must take on all the responsibilities of the entire elf clan!

But just as the decision had been made in Oranghef's heart, the High Priest suddenly opened his mouth again, and broke the peace he had brewed.

"Olanjiefer, child of nature, you have to stick to your heart, don't be impregnated by the chaos of the world, the fact that you were born and reincarnated in the ancient spring, which belongs to the first generation of elves, should represent the mystery of your reincarnation,

And your self-proclaimed reincarnation and self-proclaimed darkness also represent your original intention of refusing to fall.

Now, the seal of reincarnation has been broken, the light has reappeared, and the strength has burst out.

You should endure the baptism of wind and rain and become the king of my elven clan at last!" (To be continued......)