There is no doubt that the throne of Lordaeron is a taboo for Arthas.

At the same time, it is also something that he has long believed belongs to himself in his heart, and no one can touch it, even his biological sister.

Therefore, the announcement of the succession of the queen by Galia was very stimulating to him, just like the annoyed and hysterical appearance of the Lich King Neozu after his old background was exposed.

To some extent, there are some similarities between the experiences of these two people.

They were all once respected and loved by those around them, held very high status, and were eager to do something to help their clan and country.

Even the way to fall is to fall into the trap carefully woven by the enemy, and then make a wrong step, a wrong step, until there is no way to turn back and go all the way to the dark.

The only difference is that the stubbornness and recklessness in Arthas's bones prompted him to embrace his dark destiny and quickly complete the transformation in an extremely painful and violent way.

Neozu is a typical coward, who only wants to escape after committing an unforgivable mistake, only to be caught and reluctantly continue to serve the Burning Legion.

This is also why Zuo Sihui is full of contempt for Nao Zu, and when he speaks, he is even more unceremoniously mocking in person.

In his eyes, even a guy like Gul'dan who is full of evil is a hundred times stronger than Naozu.

I don't know what Kil'Gardan thought in the first place, how he would turn such a waste into a Lich King and let him continue to serve the Burning Legion.

You must know that from the devil's point of view, such a soul that wants to shine without a shining point, wants to be dark and degenerate and degenerate is not completely complete, has no special value at all.

It is only worthy of being thrown into the torture room and tortured repeatedly, and finally all the soul energy is completely squeezed out.

On the contrary, it is the soul of Alsace, who was once full of light and hope, but later took the initiative to embrace darkness and evil, and has unimaginable great value.

In comparison, Sylvanas, who has a strong desire for revenge, has a worse soul quality, but it is also a rare treasure.

The most important thing is that through these two personal observations, Zuo Si suddenly discovered that the so-called "psychic magic" is actually to summon the whole soul or part of the soul of the deceased back from the Shadow Realm.

Rather than being driven by negative energy and a few soul imprints remaining in the remains, as is the case with Feren's necromancy.

Ghouls, zombies, and skeletons with low intelligence often have incomplete souls, only about less than one percent or even one thousandth or one ten-thousandth of a complete soul.

This kind of low-level undead does not have the ability to think and personality, and will only mechanically obey the orders given by the high-level undead in the Scourge Legion.

Those who have a certain level of cognition and independent thinking in everything, and even retain their memories intact, at least one of them retains at least a quarter of their souls.

That said, the success rate of psychic magic is not 100 percent.

Once the owner's soul of the remains has completely disappeared, then the magical ritual of resurrection fails.

Although some necromancers have figured out how to tear other relatively intact souls into small pieces and stuff them into the artificially created stitched abominations in order to create more and more powerful undead creatures.

But this obviously does not fall under the category of psychic spells, but rather necromancy.

It is precisely because each undead soul contains different souls that the difference in intelligence between individuals of the same kind is very large.

Some ghouls are left with primitive instincts, while others can communicate and talk like normal people.

What's even more interesting is that even with the Helm of Domination, a super mind amplifier, the Lich King can't remotely control every undead creature.

Therefore, he needs to create a large number of thinking and independent generals or commanders like Arthas, Sylvanas, and Kel'thugad to help him manage the Scourge and the millions of undead armies.

So an interesting paradox arises.

That is, the larger the Scourge legion, the more self-aware undead will inevitably be, and the Lich King's control will plummet.

This can be seen from the fact that after the Frozen Throne was attacked by Illidan, Sylvanas immediately turned out of control and launched a rebellion.

According to this logic, isn't it that the stronger the Scourge Legion, the weaker the Scourge Legion?

After all, once absolute control over all undead creatures is gone, each of those self-aware undead creatures may turn the corner and become enemies of the Scourge like Sylvanas and the Knights of the Ebon Blade.

And he is also the kind of terrible enemy who knows the roots and is not afraid of death.

Through his battles with Arthas and Sylvanas, Zoth was able to figure out the Lich King's true abilities and the limits of what he could reach, as well as why Kil'Gardan never looked at Neozu squarely.

It's not that the liar is too conceited, it's that the Lich King's ability ceiling is predestined from the moment it was created.

He simply couldn't turn all the creatures in the entire world into dead souls, as Arthas imagined, and then create an eternal kingdom.

A maximum of a few million to tens of millions of undead will push the Lich King's grip to the limit.

Perhaps this amount is already quite terrifying for the native creatures of Azeroth, and can even be called a natural disaster.

But in the eyes of the Burning Legion, which has conquered countless worlds, it can easily crush a random demon legion.

So even if it's a combined Lich King, the upper limit may be slightly stronger than the Wilderness Demigods.

Having come to the conclusion he wanted, Zosi quickly disengaged and took a ship to the island of Queldanus, where the Sunwell was located, and returned the joy of fire to the king of Anastria.

However, after the latter affectionately touched this inheritance artifact of the Sunseeker family, he stuffed it back into Zuo Si's hand, and said in a slightly emotional tone: "Please help me give it to Kael'thas for me."

The Flame Strike carries so much meaning and historical legacy, symbolizing the glory of Quel'Salas that should not accompany me here to my destined destruction.

Tell my son that from now on the responsibility of leading the country will fall on his shoulders.

There's no need for you to force yourself to continue fighting against the endless army of the undead, so leave before the other party has come to you.

The rest of the battle is our last elegy.

I will use a tragic death to remind all the High Elves of the suffering and humiliation they have endured today, so that they can forge ahead in the difficult years ahead and rebuild their homes from the ruins.

That's the only thing I can do as a king. ”

"As you wish."

Zuo Si did not continue to persuade the other party to leave, but put one hand on his chest to express his respect to the king who was about to die generously.

He understood that Anastria's choice was partly due to remorse for his contempt for not taking the Scourge Legion seriously and wanting to atone for his sins through death, and partly to take all the councillors in Silvermoon City to another world so that Kael'thas could take power and make a series of reforms.

After all, the kings are all guarding the well of the sun, and these old nobles and parliamentarians who usually claim to represent the people naturally have no excuse to escape.

In doing so, Anastria will not only save its reputation, but it will also take away all the vested interests of the country's die-hard conservatives while they die generously.

What's more, his body has long been aging, and he doesn't have hundreds of years to live at all, and it is definitely a big profit to be able to play such a game when his life is about to come to an end.

Facts have proved that there is no one who can stand at the top of a country's political system in everything.

No matter how benevolent, generous and righteous they usually become, they are still a power monster in their bones, and their way of thinking and ruthlessness at critical moments are far beyond the imagination of normal people.

With Zuo Si leaving, Arthas soon led an army of the undead into Silvermoon City, razing the city full of artistic and magical wonders to the ground to vent his inner anger.

At this moment, he stood in the empty harbor and looked at the islands on the other side of the strait, and his eyes revealed a piercing chill.

Sylvanas, apparently enjoying the impotent and furious appearance of his enemies, curled the corners of his mouth and asked in a slightly sarcastic tone, "How are you going to cross this strait and launch an attack on the Sunwell Heights?" The sea is not a small river, and it won't help if you throw the entire army of the undead down. ”

"Humph! Do you think this strait will stop me? ”

Arthas turned his head and glanced out of the corner of his eye at the banshee he had transformed.

"No, I'm just waiting for you to demonstrate, honorable master......"

Sylvanas bowed gracefully according to High Elf etiquette, not hiding his yin and yang weirdness and schadenfreude.

She didn't even notice that she was obviously running towards the path of blackening, and her heart was getting darker and darker.

However, Arthas did not pay attention to this offensive language and attitude, and directly drew the rune sword.

Moment!

A biting chill began to spread rapidly around him.

The Death Knight seemed to sense something, and said in an emotionless voice, "Do you hear the whispers of Frost Sorrow?" ”

Sylvanas' face changed suddenly.

Because as an undead, she undoubtedly felt the power from the Lich King, and the words that echoed in her mind all day long.

Just a second later, Arthas swung his runic sword forward.

Rumble!!!!!!!

A flash of white cold air flashed, and the strait between Silvermoon City and Queldanus Island was frozen in ice on the spot, forming a bridge of frost that was large enough for a million armies to pass through.

Such a powerful force is simply beyond anyone's imagination.

Because Frostmourn can freeze the sea today, it can freeze a well-fortified fortress or city tomorrow.

Without any hesitation!

Arthas gave the order for a general attack directly to the Scourge army gathered around the port.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of undead creatures were charging through the ice, intending to capture the Sunwell in the shortest possible time and clear the last obstacle for Kel'thugad's rebirth.

Despite the High Elf army and mages on Queldanus Island, they are trying their best to destroy this ice bridge through fire magic.

Unfortunately, before they could melt the ice off the beach, the fastest Death Knight and the fanatical ghoul were killed at lightning speed.

Arthas himself rode an invincible horse to take the lead, cutting off Anastria's head with a thunderous force.

The latter's high-grade magic sword, which temporarily replaced Flame Strike, was cut in two on the spot in the confrontation with Frost Sorrow.

Without Anastria, the strongest, the rest of the people naturally could not be the opponents of Arthas, and they were harvested by Frost Sorrow and turned into members of the Scourge Legion.

After a while, the Sunwell, the source of life for the High Elves, was lost.

As the rotting corpse of Kel'thugad is thrown into the center of the Sunwell, Azeroth's most powerful lich has finally reinvented itself and appeared to everyone in a different form.

And the sunwell, which is full of arcane energy, is also polluted by the energy of darkness and death, taking on an eerie color.

Just as Arthas was about to say something to Kel'thugad, a familiar figure suddenly appeared from the darkness, laughing and complimenting, "Well done, Death Knight, you have successfully completed your mission." Now it's your turn, lich. ”

"Tikdios? You've been spying on us! Arthas immediately asked.

"Don't say it so ugly. I prefer to use the word "supervision" rather than surveillance. After all, it's my job to make sure the Lich King and you can fulfill your mission. ”

The Dreadlord grinned smugly.

Clearly, he enjoyed the feeling of manipulating others and making them act on their own volition.

Kel'thugad stopped Arthas, who wanted to continue the questioning, with a very subtle gesture, and he bowed in a very humble posture and whispered tentatively: "What is the next instruction of the Legion?" ”

"It's simple. Your next step is to head to the Blackstone Orc's stronghold and find a working Demon Gate. Lord Akmund will personally give you new orders. ”

Tikdios gave the answer with his chin slightly raised.

"Got it, we'll do it."

Kel'thugad nodded his head without hesitation.

Unlike Arthas, he knew very well that the entire Scourge forces, including the Lich King, were merely tools used by the Burning Legion to invade Azeroth.

Until the latter's plan completely collapses, there is no room for bargaining at all, except that obedience is obedience.

Undoubtedly pleased with the lich's attitude, Tikdios gave him a "count you know" look, then cast a teleportation spell and disappeared in place.

Realizing that the Dreadlord had been watching him, Arthas didn't dare to talk any more, and immediately led his army south again.

He knew that the Alliance had built a large number of fortifications at the junction of the royal capital of Lordaeron and the Silverpine Forest, and that it was purely unpleasant for himself to attack the city, so he decisively chose to take a detour through the Alterac Mountains.

Moreover, the Blackstone Orc stronghold that the Dreadlord refers to is also near the Alterac Valley.

So after destroying the home of the High Elves, the Scourge army turned around and returned the same way, so fast that the elves scattered in the Eternal Song Forest who had not had time to retreat were stunned and unbelievable.

Of course, although the main force was transferred, Arthas still left a few of his right-hand men to take charge of occupying the land and transforming it into an environment that is not suitable for living people like the Eastern and Western Plague Lands.

Therefore, the remaining High Elves did not dare to approach the ruins of Silvermoon City, but continued to hide themselves in the dense forest.

Those who escaped through portals and ships were much luckier than them.

In particular, the refugees who arrived in the Valley of Thorns did not miss a single meal except that they were severely frightened.

The Church of the God of Contract, which had been prepared for a long time, immediately arranged for them to have a temporary shelter and a sumptuous meal.

After seeing the humans and forest spirits walking on the streets of this large city, the panicked crowd finally calmed down.

Since the valley of thorns has been accepting refugees from Lordaeron since Arthas killed his father and mother, the entire city has already had plenty of experience, and it is easy to settle tens of thousands of High Elf refugees.

After all, they are only temporary, and sooner or later they will have to return to Quel'Salas to rebuild their homes, so there is no need to allocate land, build houses, arrange work, just set up some simple wooden houses and tents.

As for the food consumed on a daily basis, it is precisely the most indispensable thing in the Valley of Thorns.

Seeing that a large number of civilians had begun to sit on the ground to cook and eat, Kael'thas finally relaxed his tense face a little, and sighed in a voice that only he could hear: "Fortunately, the situation is not so bad that it cannot be recovered. ”

"Your Royal Highness, what are we going to do next?"

Lotherma Theron asked in a tone of uncertainty that was not very sure.

"I don't know, I'd better wait until I meet my father and ask him what he thinks."

There was a hint of confusion in Kael'thas in his eyes.

After all, he had lived in Dalaran until then, and had no experience in governing at all, and he did not know how to rebuild Quel'Thalas in such a situation.

Lotherma Theron clearly sensed this, and wanted to encourage the prince with a few words.

But at the moment when he opened his mouth and didn't make a sound, Zuo Si suddenly teleported from the farthest north of the Eastern Continent with the help of a portal, and directly handed the flame strike in his hand to Kael'thas.

"It's ?!!!"

Kael'tham's pupils dilated suddenly, and the originally fair skin on his face began to congest due to emotion, showing a delicate pink.

"Your father entrusted me to pass it on to you.

He was killed in battle with all the High Elves who landed on the island to guard the Well of the Sun.

Now the entire city of Silvermoon has been reduced to ruins, the arcane energy of the sunwell has been polluted by the dark and death energy, and the council has completely ceased to exist.

The king of Anastria said, "From now on you are the leader of Quel'Thalas, and you have the responsibility and obligation to lead the people to rebuild their homeland."

By the way, he could have left, but in the end he chose to live and die with his country. ”

With that, Zuo Si gently patted the elven prince's shoulder to show comfort.

"No!!!!!! Who? Who killed my father? ”

Kael'thas lost control of his emotions in an instant, and as soon as he grabbed the blow of the flames, his whole body trembled slightly uncontrollably.

Although he had fantasized more than once about receiving the artifact, which symbolized the glory of the Sunseeker family, from his father, it was definitely not in the way it was now.

"It's Alsace. I saw him cut off the head of the king of Anastria with Frost Sorrow, and he tore his soul apart. ”

Zuo Si didn't hide anything, and told the truth generously.

"Alsace !!!!!"

The Elven Prince's eyes burst with a light of rage and hatred, and the uncontrollable arcane energy continued to form terrifying high-temperature flames around his body.

Obviously, the revenge of his father was the reason for his bond with Arthas, not because of his failure in the battle for Gianna's favor, as the latter joked when they met at Icecrown.

However, Kael'thas is a powerful mage, far better than the warrior-born Arthas in terms of self-control, and quickly stopped the rampaging arcane energy, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "On behalf of Quel'Thalas, I request to join the alliance immediately and join the coalition to fight against the undead scourge." ”

"Are you sure the High Elves are going to fight at such a time?"

Zuo Si glanced at the refugees who had just settled down, and obviously did not agree with the irrational decision made under this anger and impulsiveness.

After all, the High Elves are not humans, let alone orcs who can grow up in their teens and be pulled to the battlefield as cannon fodder.

Even after thousands of years, the total number is only about 300 to 400,000 people.

Almost a third of the Scourge had died when they invaded, and now less than 70,000 people had fled to the Valley of Thorns, with the rest either boarding ships and fleeing to the sea, or scattered across the villages of the Eternal Song Forest.

The total number of people together is 200,000, which is not bad.

This is the result of all-out efforts to organize the rescue.

According to the original timeline, Quel'Thalas was almost slaughtered by the Scourge Legion, and in the end, there were not even 50,000 people who might survive.

To make matters worse, the population has been divided more than once.

Some of them joined the tribe under the introduction of Sylvanas;

Some of them followed Illidan to the Outlands with Kael'thas and eventually became minions of the Burning Legion;

Some unwilling to be allies with bloodthirsty and savage orcs and trolls, remain in the Alliance, calling themselves High Elves;

Others took refuge in Shattrath's Naru and became astrologers......

With this information alone, it is possible to determine the extent to which the population of the Blood Elves has withered in the original timeline, and it is no wonder that they will eventually have to fight alongside their former enemies in order to survive and protect themselves.

As long as he still has some strength, how can he allow himself to bow to mortal enemies like orcs and trolls with elf arrogance and conceit.

The total population may not be as large as the remnants of the fallen kingdom of Lordaeron.

At the very least, the latter can form two forces, the Scarlet Crusader and the Silver Dawn Northern Expedition, to expedition to Northrend.

Zuo Si had always believed that it would be a great waste to have an innate magical race like the High Elves go to war as a consumable.

Its long lifespan makes it ideal for learning magic, researching and developing technology, and engaging in various jobs that require a long period of experience and polishing skills.

Even if you want to go into battle, you should do so as a technician and spellcaster, not as an ordinary soldier.

Otherwise, it will be a huge waste of human resources.

But Kael'thas, who had been blinded by the revenge of killing his father, didn't think so, but nodded hideously: "Yes, I've thought it through."

Since we High Elves are part of the Alliance, it is only natural that we should contribute to the Alliance.

I'll give me some time, and I'll immediately recruit an army of 3,000 to 5,000 men.

Whatever Alsace wanted to do, he would have to pay for the crimes he had committed. ”

"Well, since you insist, then train and form an army yourself, and then go north to report to Jialia. She is now the Supreme Commander of the Coalition and the Queen of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. ”

Seeing that the elven prince had made up his mind, Zuo Si gave up his plan to persuade the other party.

After all, there is really no way to persuade such a thing as killing his father, as if he has never stopped Galia from wanting to kill Arthas to avenge his mother.

What's more, with only three to five thousand people, it is not a nerve-wracking thing for the current 200,000 or so High Elves, and it will not have any impact on future plans.

"Thank you very much! You are the benefactor of the entire High Elves. I swear I'll never forget what you've done for all of Quel'Thalas. ”

With that, Kael'thas bent down and bowed deeply, and then began to discuss with Lotherma Theron the details of recruiting and forming an army.

The elven prince, who was usually personable and always polite, could no longer see a friendly smile on his face at the moment, only a deep hatred and a strong desire for revenge.

But this left thought has nothing to do with it anymore.

Because after this devastating catastrophe, the God of Contract has completely become the only faith among the elves.

The church organization has infiltrated all aspects of society, and even many mages have willingly joined it.

As for the Church of the Holy Light, which originally occupied a place, it completely disappeared.

To be precise, after witnessing the horrific sight of the army of the undead entering the city to kill and destroy, the priest of the Holy Light had a strong doubt about the justice and light that the Holy Light revered, so that there was no way to summon this energy for his own use.

In order not to become waste, most of them quickly threw themselves into the arms of the Church of the God of Contract, and began to study in an almost fanatical state, eager to obtain divine magic as soon as possible and become a priest who can heal and save people.

And among these people, there was one of the most prominent high-ranking priests, who managed to obtain the list of one-ring magic in just a few hours.

Her name is Liadrin.

……

With the increasing number of believers, especially the devout and fanatical believers, Zuo Si himself, who is far away in the Ascal Mage Tower on the continent of Faeron, can already get a glimpse of the entire planet through layers of barriers and fog, as well as powerful individuals including guardian dragons, ancient gods, titan guardians, and wilderness demigods.

As always, the observation ended after simply marking the projection created by the magic.

Like all gods and god-like powers, he also has the ability to manipulate multiple threads, so neither creating a projection nor projecting a wisp of consciousness to occupy a mortal's body will have any effect on the subject.

Even most of the time, these doppelgangers move independently, and only need to share memories and thoughts with each other every once in a while to achieve cloud synchronization.

What's more, today is the day to go to the Elven Eternal Gathering Island to attend the banquet, and Zuo Si is not like missing out on a closer look at this place known as the "perfect place" and "ideal town".

After a brief tidying up of his appearance and appearance, and then bringing a gift, he directly activated the teleportation magic blessed on the invitation, and instantly transferred from the mage tower to the huge island standing on the endless sea.

Since the location of Yongju Island has always been kept secret from the outside world, the people on the continent of Faeron only know that it is above the sea east of the west coast.

As soon as he teleported, Zuo Si noticed the star-winged magic warships that shimmered with dazzling arcane brilliance above his head, as well as groups of Sun Elf Pegasus Knights wearing plate armor.

You don't need to ask to know that this is the air defense force that Yongju Island is proud of.

In particular, the star-winged warship is a very powerful magical ship, with the ability to travel through space, the astral plane, and other planes, and belongs to a real space fleet.

Don't look at only six ships, you can easily destroy a city or even a country by pulling out any one.

The Mind Flayer Shell Ship, which can cause great panic, can only be regarded as a pediatric one.

In addition, Zuo Si also noticed that there were many moon elves riding giant eagles flying at low altitude in the sky, and from time to time they would make some difficult and dangerous movements, which looked wild and flamboyant.

As for the surroundings, it is obvious that it is a typical elven city, and the style is just like that of Mise Zhuono, which belongs to the kind of work that perfectly combines nature and art.

The powerful magic locks even purified the surrounding air, and made the energy of the magic nets around the city ten times more dense than normal.

"Welcome to Yongju Island. What was your first impression of the capital city of Luhipa? ”

Wearing a silver-white transparent dress, Sirinza walked over with a faint smile on her face.

"It's pretty good, it's very close to what I imagined Yongju Island to be. It seems that the rumor is true, this place is indeed part of Avatar, and even the rules and magic net of the planet Torel have been modified and distorted to a certain extent. ”

Zuo Si touched his chin and commented with interest.

As a powerful mage, he could almost immediately tell that almost all of the buildings in Luhipa were made of magic.

Normally, extracting energy on such a large scale would cause the magic net to collapse and form a dead magic area or a chaotic magic area.

But there is nothing to do here, and there must be the support of Corelon, who is also the god of magic.

"Of course. You know, we paid a great price to create this island. ”

Silinxi was obviously one of the witnesses back then, and there was a hint of emotion in her tone.

You must know that when this decision was made, not all elves supported it, and there were even many opponents.

But today, Eternal Island has become the largest gathering place of elves on the planet Toriel, with a population of 1.67 million.

This is almost several times the total number of elves in the Faren Continent, and it is still growing steadily.

However, Zuo Si responded disapprovingly: "It wasn't just the elves who died back then, the entire Faren Continent was torn apart because of this, and thousands of races were killed and injured in the disaster. So show off and stuff like that, it seems to me that this is just a proof of selfishness and irresponsibility. ”

"Oh? Do you seem to have a big opinion about Yongju Island? ”

Celincy raised her eyebrows in surprise, obviously not expecting to hear such an assessment.

"No, I don't have any opinion about Yongju Island, but I just state a fact from a neutral and objective point of view, a cruel fact that has been ignored by the elves for a long time.

In my opinion, this is a magical creation made of countless bones and souls, and there is nothing to brag about.

True magic should not be like this, and it should not come at the cost of sacrifice.

I'm curious, why do self-proclaimed advanced elven magic rituals always require self-sacrifice?

Could it be some kind of pact between mortals and gods?

Or does the elven magic ritual require the sacrifice of life energy as the key to activation? ”

Zuo Si asked rhetorically with great interest, while looking at the petite but very proud figure under the other party's translucent long skirt.

You must know that the elves' dressing style is originally very unrestrained and bold, and it has become even more intense in Yongju Island, a place where only elves live.

For example, the Si Linxi in front of her is wearing a silk skirt to go out, and there is a complete vacuum inside, and what she should see and what she shouldn't see is now all at a glance.

And this is not an isolated case.

Some moon elves who ride giant eagles soaring through the sky are often naked, both male and female.

However, Celincy obviously didn't care that others admired her figure, and replied bluntly: "The elven magic ritual comes from our connection with the elven god Corellon.

Because according to myths and legends, all the spirits were created by him.

And we are all His children, so we can borrow His power to a certain extent.

Even some elves don't see it as their patronus.

This is also the reason why outsiders can never learn and use elven magic rituals.

As for the price you mentioned, it seems to us precisely an honor.

What's more, after death, the soul can enter Avatar in advance to enjoy an eternal and beautiful life.

Instead of a punishment, that's a reward. ”

"Sounds like a lot of fun. It's no wonder that when it comes to setting up magic locks, elven high mages give their lives one by one. ”

A thoughtful look appeared on Zuo Si's face.

Before, he didn't quite understand why elven high-level mages were not afraid of death at all, and there would be a jaw-dropping scramble for death places.

It turns out that all these differences are differences in cognition and values.

The elves have a clear place to go after death, and they are fully aware of the world after death, so they do not have feelings of fear.

Contrary!

For them, the soul entering Avatar after death is more like returning to their true spiritual home, and from then on, there will be no more sorrow and anxiety, and they can enjoy a relaxed and happy life every day.

"Let's go, let me take you to the palace, Queen Amra's has a great banquet waiting for you."

With that, she turned and walked towards the ornate building not far away, which was enough to break the spirits of all the civil engineering brothers.

Because the shape and supporting structure of this palace do not conform to the principles of mechanics at all.

In particular, the slender vine shelves supported below, and the six-storey house above, one floor larger than the other, were enough for Newton and his old man to lift his coffin.

You don't have to ask to know that there is only one reason that keeps this building from collapsing, and that is the power of magic that cannot be explained by common sense.

Following behind Selincy and admiring the slender and sexy back, Zuo Si quickly passed through the guards and entered the brightly lit hall on the first floor.

Moment!

He was secretly taken aback by what he saw, and at the same time couldn't help but think of a sentence, that is, "I often feel out of place with you because I am not perverted enough."

Whether it is the guests attending the banquet in this hall, or the maids and attendants who are responsible for providing services, the part of the clothes can never cover more than the slap of an adult male.

The rest of the place was either naked or wore the same sheer tulle as if it weren't.

Others are even more ruthless, with only a few pieces of jewelry on their bodies.

Obviously, this banquet is a full manifestation of the trust and tradition between the elves.

Because only by trusting each other from the bottom of their hearts will they wear as little or no wear as little as possible.

In contrast, a person like Zuo Si, who was tightly wrapped all over his body, not only wore countless artifacts and high-level magic items, but also had dozens of protective spells on his body, was definitely an outlier among the outliers.

At worst, it can be regarded as an insult to the owner.

After all, so much clothing and magical protection is a sign of distrust in itself.

However, the Amla Moon Flower Queen, who was on the throne, had obviously known from the other people what kind of person Zuo Si was, and instead of showing the slightest concern, she took the initiative to show a friendly smile and nodded lightly.

When he approached, Zuo Si owed a little according to etiquette.

"It is a pleasure to have your invitation, Your Majesty the Queen."

"I am also very pleased to see you in person, Your Majesty Soth. After all, the entire west coast of the Faren Continent is now thriving under your rule, showing unprecedented development and prosperity. ”

Queen Amra's bow stood up and showed the qualities of a good politician.

There was no trace of elf arrogance in her, but a mature and humble gesture.

At the queen's signal, the princes and princesses next to them stepped forward to shake hands and hug the guests from afar.

To be honest, this made Zuo Si feel a little embarrassed and awkward.

Hugging a half-naked or fully naked woman is nothing, but if you change to a man, it will immediately make him involuntarily have a bad association......

(End of chapter)