Elven Forest, located in the mountains on the western edge of the Human Empire, is known for its terrain on the continent of Avalon.

Here, in addition to the perennial mist and poisonous weeds, there are also all kinds of precious and strange monsters, plants, animals and so on.

Elves are a race that can naturally communicate with nature, they generally have a lifespan of three hundred years, and at the same time have a beautiful face, have an elegant and noble temperament, and have strong physical fitness, no need to exercise, when they become adults, they can naturally become bronze-level warriors, suitable for being a warrior or one of the races of mages.

At this moment, in the depths of the white clouds, which were so thick that there was no end in sight, there was a faint roar. A low roar rang out from within, as if some behemoth was struggling in the depths of the fog.

"Quick, use that, you can't let it break free!" With a hurried woman's voice, a purple light lit up from mid-air and fell in front of him.

Suddenly, the originally tumbling white fog suddenly contracted, and then, a dazzling red light rushed out of the fog, like a meteorite catching the moon, and slammed towards the purple light.

"Bang-"

With a loud bang, a fierce wind suddenly dispersed and swept away, blowing the surrounding trees in all directions, and even the white mist was empty.

After the impact, the purple light quickly dimmed, but the red still retained some brilliance, turning into a long serpent and pounced on the purple.

Two dazzling lights and shadows collided with each other in mid-air, fiercely competing for dominance.

Suddenly, a powerful force suddenly erupted, and the red ball suddenly accelerated and rushed forward, and it was forced to resist the purple attack. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he engulfed the last trace of purple light released by it, and instantly merged into his body and disappeared without a trace.

With a "poof", the purple light disappeared, but the red became brighter and brighter, the light was bright and dark, constantly changing between red and purple, and finally shook it to return to stability, turning into two snakes that bit each other, one red and one purple.

In the distance in the woods, a slender and slender figure walked out slowly, she was wearing purple leather armor, silver pointed riding boots, a beautiful black hair tied behind her head with a golden ribbon, a bracelet of the same color on her wrist, and a silver insignia on her chest.

"Sister Bertina, this is the double snake fruit that only matures once in a thousand years? That's what it looks like? Can it help us win at the Silver Moon Festival? The one who spoke was a beautiful girl with a delicate figure, wearing purple armor and a golden belt around her waist, revealing her proud curves, a pretty face with a pure and heroic spirit, and a touch of stubbornness between her eyebrows.

There is a dagger hanging from the waist of this girl, and a two-meter-long longbow is carried behind her, on which a large number of enchanted formations with both aesthetic and practical effects are carved like the characteristics of the elves, and the arrow shaft exposed in the quiver is made of pure Mithril, which is obviously an elven ranger with the characteristics of a mage and an archer, and the bow and arrow that can be made with Mithril represents her gold-level strength.

To the left of the girl stood a man and a woman, the girl was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and the other man looked a few years older than the girl, both dressed in emerald green, different from the girl who had just been born, both of them were sword dancers with a short bow on their backs and two short swords straddling their waists, and they were clearly walking in a rapid-jet stream.

Elves are different from humans in that their outward appearance is related to their inner psychological age, which often does not match their actual age.

"Of course not." Bertina shook her head, "Although the Twin Snake Fruit is a rare and close to legendary-level strange thing for a thousand years, if you want to win at the Silver Moon Festival thirty days later, it is still a little worse, although there are few strange objects of this level in the previous Silver Moon Festival, but there are so many ten, and it needs to be further processed, if you can make that, you can count it as a locked victory." ”

Silver Moon Festival, that is the highest sacrifice of the elves once a hundred years, the minimum threshold for participation alone is gold-level, and the gold level is basically equal to soy sauce, if you really want to win in this festival, you have to have a platinum-level team at the very least.

The Silver Moon Festival is divided into two types of competitions, one type of Wenbi, one kind of martial arts, Wenbi is to contribute their own hunting, made tribute, and finally selected by the selection of the winner headed by the legendary elf king, the martial arts competition is very simple, just like the world's first competition held by the martial arts academy, all the way up, standing at the end is naturally the winner.

The rest of the prizes are left alone, but only those who have won one type of competition will be eligible to inherit the throne of the Elf King.

And this time it is not the same as before, the world has changed greatly, and there are wars everywhere, although the elves rely on the inheritance and perfect protection formation tens of thousands of years ago to be safe, but they still have to take precautions, and the elf king who is about to reach the end of his life has released a rumor, and the elf king selection will be held immediately after this memorial.

Therefore, this year's competition is more intense than the previous competitions, and many people even turned out the things at the bottom of the box.

Hearing Bertina speak, the girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and she shouted excitedly: "Sister Bertina, what are you talking about......"

"Well, that's right." Without asking the girl to name the thing, Bertina smiled.

The girl said in surprise: "Wow, if we can really succeed, then we will definitely win this time!" ”

"You, don't think about it." The young man on the side couldn't help but pat his sister's shoulder, and said with a wry smile: "How can a strange thing of that level be successful casually, we have just finished the materials, so we still have to speed up." ”

"It's a pity, if I can have that strength, I will be the next elf king." As he spoke, the young man sighed.

"Yes, yes, I've heard you say it several times, about the number one thing in the world." The girl shrugged, "Look at you, obviously we are one age, and we look much older than me, did that incident hit so hard?" ”

"It's not a big deal." "How so? After that time, I realized that I was not much different from the others, they were all mortals. ”

"No matter how strong that guy is, he won't become a legend before he is thirty, right?" Yin Sabella retorted, "If you can become the Elf King this time, you will immediately become a legend." ”

"Legend, that guy should have become a legend a long time ago, right?" Yin Zell looked up at the 'moon' above the sky that looked and looked like someone—if that humanoid object could be called the moon.

"Maybe it's already beyond the legend......"