"The gods of the elves? Why are there so many casualties? ”

The clansmen of the elf clan did not dare to get up for a long time, looking left and right, you look at me, I look at you, everyone has tears on their cheeks, but they just don't get up, for fear that the elf god tree will make a sound, and they still need to worship.

Fortunately, everything stopped, and the people got up and asked the question.

The clansmen had the right to know, so the elven god tree spoke:

"In order to make up for the weaknesses in our bloodline, the Elf Queen gathered the eight gods and went to the abyss of life of the ancient gods, killed the goddess of life, took its essence, and integrated it into the body of the new elf king to help it make up for its shortcomings.

During this period, the great benefactor of our clan, I, helped one after another, so that the new elf king transformed more thoroughly, and became the real pinnacle eight-winged elf king in the history of our clan.

I declare that from the next generation, the elves that will be bred will have no weaknesses like me, Protoss? I can no longer target my elven clan, my elven clan can resist, and I can step out of this land and descend to the vast Destiny Continent. ”

When the Elven Divine Tree said this, even though he was already old and on the verge of death, his eyes were still red and excited.

"We, one day, will return."

The elven queen was even more excited, screaming directly, her throat aching.

The clansmen of the elves were originally silent and wanted to question, but when they heard this, they were all promoted in an instant, and then a sea of joy erupted, and everyone in the clan was immersed in beautiful imagination.

If you talk about the arrival of Qin Fang? Give them hope of life? Then the new eight-winged elf king gives them the hope of completely rising and returning to their destiny.

These two things are big things, big things.

The elven clansmen of the older generation fell directly to their knees on the ground, bid farewell to the heroic spirits, reminisced about the past, and wept bitterly.

The pain of being chased and killed like a lost dog, the pain that has been suppressed in the heart for countless years, is all released at this moment, and some of the elves of the older generation who have experienced the escape are beating their chests hard. There was a burst of coughing.

As for the younger generation of elves, they don't understand and can't be infected in any way. Because of them? I don't know about that period of history.

Hum, the elven god tree exerted supreme means, so that the sky reflected the embarrassment, blood and tears, and a strong sense of powerlessness at the moment when the elves fled.

These images have not dared to be released over the years, for fear that the elves of the younger generation will be hit and feel extremely desperate, so they can't bear it, and choose to let them get drunk and dream, muddy.

But at this moment, these images are the best time to make them public.

The elves need hatred, they need to forge ahead, they need to prepare for the return of their destiny.

"This? Were we elves like pigs and dogs back then? ”

The young elf saw the scene of broken wings, piercing through their bodies, and being dragged to the ground like dead dogs for the gods to play with. These high gods are betting on when this elf will die.

This feeling makes people's hearts ache and they can't breathe.

"No, I don't believe it, my ancestors are extremely powerful, how can this be."

This elf almost collapsed, and he saw countless elves, all over the field, none of them survived, like chickens pinched in the hands of powerful gods, brutally killed.

He didn't believe that the stereotypes were broken, and in his impression, the elves were invincible.

"I, I, have all these years heard all the fake?"

Another elf doubted himself, took a few steps back, and his face turned pale.

In this case, the Elven Divine Tree and the elves of the older generation had already expected it, and they all sighed.

Back then? This move is a decision made by the gods of the older generation after discussing with the Elven Divine Tree and the Elven Queen: bury the history of the tragic escape of the year, so that this group of newborn elves can live safely and spend the rest of their lives peacefully.

After all, back then, they couldn't see any hope, and they were full of endless despair, so couldn't such an elf clan continue? Do you want to make the younger generation of elves desperate? It's better to let them live in a sweet dream and be full of vitality.

has been deceived over the years, and has indeed seen the demise of this space and the end of the elves; But who knows, at the moment of despair, Mr. I am like the emperor of heaven descending into the world, saving the elves from fire and water, and leading the elves to have the opportunity to rise.

The history so hidden should be opened, exposed to the sun, and awakened by these elves who live in their sleep.

The elves still need them, and the elves are not the strongest.

It was difficult to accept this, but the Elven Tree believed that they would be able to do it.

"Kneel, the shame of the year cannot be forgotten."

The elves of the older generation began to take the means to speed up the process.

"Come here, read it to me, give me understanding."

Within the elves, there was chaos.

As for Qin Fang, he also watched an epic blockbuster, which gave him a better understanding of the elves in his heart.

"Thank you, Sir, for your contribution to the Elves, and hereby bestow upon you the title of Prophet of the Elves. It's like seeing the elf king, even if it's the elves scattered in the outside world, seeing this, it's also an acknowledgement. ”

This is the most precious thing that the elves can give.

Prophet God, equivalent to the Queen of Elves.

[Ding, congratulations on obtaining the god-level title: Prophet God.] 】

[Title effect: One of the supreme leaders of the elves.] 】

Qin Fang's effect on this title was not bad, but he still asked curiously, are there still elves in the elf clan who are outcast?

The elf queen truthfully told that their lineage can only be regarded as the best one to be protected, with the bloodline of the elf king, the Mandate of Heaven Continent, and there are also more people of the elf clan hidden.

It's just that for various reasons, I don't dare to appear in the world, for fear of being killed by the gods.

Qin Fang truthfully informed that when he participated in the encirclement and suppression of the dark god that day, there were also gods of the elf clan who participated.

The Elf Queen suddenly became excited, and immediately sent a task to Qin Fang.

[Ding, the Elven Queen has issued you a god-level mission: to find the information of other elves scattered in the Destiny Continent, and let them return to the ancestral space. 】

[Reward: Elf artifact blueprints.] 】

This reward, this task, Qin Fang immediately took it.

"Prophet, I will leave this matter to you, and I hope you can complete it."

The Elven Queen solemnly entrusted.

"It's going to be done."

Qin Fang spit out these words sonorously and vigorously.

Qin Fang wore this god-level title, wandered around the elf ancestral land, and saw that Qin Fang's elves were all saluting, even if they were training, they had to stop and give salutes first, which satisfied Qin Fang's vanity.

"Prophet, do you want to return?"

On this day, Qin Fang took the initiative to find the Elven Divine Tree and wanted to return.

These days, even if he was walking around every day and enjoying the feeling of being bowed down every day, Qin Fang also felt bored.

"Uh-huh, yes. I've almost done everything in the elven space, and it's time to return. ”

Recently, Qin Fang had been in the Elven Ancestral Land for about fifteen days, and he still didn't know what the situation in the Heavenly Mandate Continent was now.

"Uh-huh, since the Prophet wants to return? Please give me the coordinates and I'll send you there. ”

The Elven Sacred Tree should be inherited.

Qin Fang shook his head and took out the god-level task reward given to him by the prophet god of the human race: the teleportation talisman, indicating that he had a way to return, and then said goodbye to the elves one by one.

"I'm leaving, everyone, don't miss me."

Qin Fang waved his hand vigorously.

Although these days were short, he saw the rise and fall of a clan, the helplessness of humble moments, and the possible power of hope when it was born. All of these benefited Qin Fang a lot.

"Good all the way, prophet."

"Have a nice trip, Prophet."

"If you still want to come here, let the Eight-Winged Elf King communicate with me, and I will open a passage for you"

These sounds were getting farther and farther away from Qin Fang until the system prompt sounded.

Ding, you have left the elves. 】

Qin Fang was once again in the turbulence of space, dizzy and swollen, although he was protected by the teleportation charm, he was still embarrassed.

At that moment, Qin Fang suddenly saw a familiar figure not far away, it was a space-time merchant.

At this moment, the space-time merchant seems to be hurrying in space, protected by purple light, and the spatial turbulence cannot harm it in the slightest.

Qin Fang shouted coldly. That is, to see the space-time merchant turn his head. Although Qin Fang kept spinning, he still saw the surprised eyes of the space-time merchant, as if asking: Why did the player appear here?

When he saw the flickering light of money on Qin Fang's body, his whole body jumped up and down, eager to return immediately and trade with Qin Fang. But he had already set a course and could not return.

The Qin side is also a established route and cannot be changed

In the end, the space-time merchant could only pass by Qin Fang, and he was so annoyed that the whole person was furious, and it seemed that he had missed a trillion transactions, which made him suffer a huge loss.

Qin Fang stumbled back to the Mandate of Heaven.

It's just that the place where he is seems to be not the Tianyang Town that is being built, but the abode of the Plague Law God.

Qin Fang immediately poured a sip of ice spirit water, let himself withdraw from the dizzy state, sorted out his demeanor, and stepped forward.

The god of plague law, wait for him at the tea table.

Only this time, I didn't have tea, and it seemed that I just wanted to chat with him.

"How's the mission going?"

The plague god is still like the big brother next door.

"Lord Plague God, I am fortunate to have successfully completed this task."

Qin Fang recounted the situation after he entered the elf clan, including the revival of the elf king, but ignored his role to the minimum.

"Huh? You kid, good luck, the Elven King's badge or something? Can you find them? ”

The plague god snorted in surprise.

This thing, the plague god has also looked for it, but he really can't find it.

"This is what I traded in the hands of the Planar Merchant."

"Oh."

The plague god suddenly realized, no wonder he couldn't find it for so many years.

"I've done a good job this time, boy. What do you think? Interested in doing me a little bit more? ”

[Ding, congratulations on getting the reward: Combat God-level Seed: Ogre God Flower.] 】

This is the reward for the last mission.

[Ding, do you want to take the god-level task: cultivate the eight-winged elf king to the purple gold level. 】

[Reward: Support God-level Seed: Ruined Rose.] 】

This is the mission release this time.

Ding, you have successfully taken this task. 】

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I attended the funeral of my classmate's mother today, which made me have mixed feelings.

To sum up, there is a sentence: life in the world, timely happiness.

After a lifetime of hard work, in the end it is the turn of happiness.

Every day in the future is the last day of your life! How will you live?

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