"......Hum" At the moment when Wren held the scepter, the golden ripples quickly spread out in all directions, rippling like sparkling waves, and the ripples swept through the entire Danori in the blink of an eye, even the inner city and the royal city that had not yet been breached were also affected.

As the ripples continued to spread outward, soon the buildings on the streets of the outer city also emitted sparkling waves, overlapping with the golden ripples and reflecting each other, and the whole Danori seemed to be a lake that had been broken and calm, and the ripples continued to appear in various parts of the city, as if all the buildings in the whole city were reflecting with it.

After all the buildings in the outer city were reflected, the buildings in the inner city also began to emit ripples, and finally even the elven palace in the royal city also rippled and shimmered, reflecting the ripples emitted by the scepter.

When the whole city was plunged into ripples, it seemed that Danori was like a giant beast that had been sleeping for a long time, gradually waking up, and everyone could clear and feel it, and a majestic and terrifying aura gradually enveloped Danori.

Finally, after the ripples converged, and finally all the ripples rushed to the scepter, and as Danori returned to calm, Wren held the scepter that symbolized royal power.

Everyone looked at Wren in amazement, at the scepter he held in his hand, and wondered what had just happened.

Everyone present couldn't wait, wanting to know the final result, and wanted to see if Wren, a half-blood elf, could be recognized by the elven throne and become a candidate who could inherit the elven throne?

I don't know how long later, the Elf King suddenly shouted hysterically: "No, impossible, impossible, how can this be? Why does the Scepter approve of you? The Scepter actually recognizes you, a half-blood elf? No, there must be something wrong, this, how is this possible?"

The hysterical shouts of the Elven King. Woke up everyone who was still in a daze, and everyone followed the sound to look at the elf king.

What everyone saw was not the very kingly spirit king before, but a guy in ragged clothes who seemed to be called Hanako.

The crown of thorns on the Elven King's head had quickly become rusty, and in the blink of an eye, the vines on his shoulders had quickly withered, and the beautiful brocade robes on his body had also rapidly decayed, turning into wisps of rags.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the Elf King, who was still rich and elegant just now, has turned into a rotten and ragged man called Hanako in the blink of an eye. Even an ordinary High Elf in the city was more decent than he was now.

Lucius pushed the crowd away, walked up to the elven king who had become a flower child, and said, "It seems that you have not really been approved by the scepter, what you have is nothing but a deception, and now the scepter has found its true owner, and you have lost the qiē that the scepter gave you." ”

"No, it's not like that, it won't be like this. I, I am the king of the elves, I am the king of the elves who have been recognized as a holy weapon. ”

The Elven King was still muttering to himself, seemingly unconvinced by the current situation. Suddenly raised his head to look at Wren, looking at the scepter in Wren's hand.

The next moment, he no longer had any scruples, and rushed towards the scepter desperately, reaching out to grab the scepter in Wren's hand. Trying hard to snatch the scepter back from Wren's hand.

However, before he could lose the strength of the puppet king, the surface of the scepter naturally rippled. Directly pushed the pseudo-king away, and the pseudo-king had no way to hold the scepter at all, let alone take the scepter back from Wren's hand.

The puppet king never imagined that the scepter that he once held in his hand would now reject him, and it seemed that he didn't seem to give himself a chance to get close at all.

Stunned for a moment, the puppet king roared even more hysterically: "No, it's not like this, you, you belong to me, I am the king you should choose, you, you can't reject me, you can't treat me like this, come back, come back to my hands." ”

Desperate to reclaim the scepter, the scepter suddenly glows brightly, and the pseudo-king is thrown out like a punching bag.

Wren quietly looked at the puppet king who was thrown away, and said with an indifferent expression: "Don't continue to deceive yourself, in fact, the choice of the holy weapon has nothing to do with the bloodline, as long as it is a person who has contributed to the High Elf clan, you can get its recognition, and you can hold it in your hand, even if it is not a High Elf." ”

As he spoke, Wren handed the scepter to Lucius, as if he wanted Lucius to reach out and hold the scepter to prove it.

A smile appeared on Lucius's face, and after thinking about it, he didn't refuse, and reached out to hold the holy artifact that represented the High Elf kingship.

In front of everyone's eyes, something that surprised everyone happened again, and Lucius actually managed to hold the scepter, although the scepter did not have the brilliance of Wren's hand, but quietly let Lucius hold it.

All kinds of information poured into Lucius's mind, and at this moment Lucius finally understood what kind of thing the so-called High Elf Kingship holy weapon was.

This is a holy weapon with the spirit of the holy weapon, although the spirit of the holy weapon is in a special kind of sleep, it looks like it has been damaged, but it can still exude terrifying power, which is the residual thoughts and power of the elf kings of the high elves, and it is also a blessing from the elf kings of the past to the entire race.

It is this blessing, this existence of power, that allows the Hallows to choose who can hold it, and to reject those who are not good for the High Elf race.

At the same time, Lucius also clearly felt that although he could hold the scepter and not be rejected by the scepter, because he was not a high elf and did not have the blood of the elf king, he could not stimulate the power of the scepter.

Feeling the message that the scepter had revealed to him, Lucius said to everyone without concealment: "So it will become dull in my hand, like an ordinary metal rod." ”

With that, Lucius returned the scepter to Wren and said with a smile, "Hehe, respected Elven King, thank you for giving me the privilege of touching this artifact. ”

Hearing this, Wren also grinned and said, "Your Highness, you are polite, in fact, as the benefactor of our High Elves, you should have let you feel the holy weapon of our clan, and it can be regarded as expressing our respect and gratitude to you." ”

Hearing that Wren still called himself His Highness, Lucius hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, you shouldn't continue to call me 'Your Highness' now, you are now the king of the High Elves, and you and I should be equal, so you can call me by my name, or call me Lucius." ”

"But, but Your Highness ......"

Seeing that Wren was about to say something, Lucius stopped him and preemptively said, "Wren, you should show the appearance of a king, and let your people see that you are the king of the High Elf clan they expect." ”

Knowing that Lucius was sincere, Wren did not continue to shirk, raised the holy weapon representing the royal power in his hand, and said to Lucius under the witness of the holy weapon: "Lucius, on behalf of the High Elf family, I swear to you with our holy weapon that you and your family will always be our High Elf partners, and we will always follow you." ”

Lucius smiled and nodded, "Hehe, thank you, with your words, I believe that after I leave, the Caohai Plain will usher in real peace and prosperity." ”

After speaking, Lucius turned his head to look at the city, looking at the army that was ready to start attacking the inner city: "Now, we should continue to attack, there are still the inner city and the royal city that have not been taken, and the power of the demon energy chaebol must be completely eradicated." ”

Wren also turned his head to look at the inner city and the royal city, and said with a confident smile: "Hehe, you don't have to worry, with the holy weapon in hand, the defense of the inner city and the royal city is completely useless, so I will open the passage between the inner city and the royal city." ”

With the passage between the inner city and the royal city opened by Wren, Danori had completely lost all defenses, and before he could react, he saw a large number of high elves rushing into the city and surrounding them.

Knowing that the general trend was gone, the magic energy chaebol did not put up too much resistance, and soon took the initiative to surrender to the High Elves, so that Danori finally returned to the hands of the High Elves after many years.

Seeing the High Elves celebrating all over the city, a happy smile appeared on Lucius's face, and he was happy for the High Elves from the bottom of his heart.

On the contrary, Prupa looked a little solemn, and quietly exchanged a few words with Oliver and Pruss, and then the faces of the three of them became a little solemn, as if they did not feel the slightest joy that Danori was recaptured.

The three of them muttered and deliberated for a long time, and finally Oliver stepped forward and said to Lucius: "Your Highness, I'm afraid it's not the time to be happy, the descendant of the Hearts Royal Clan behind the scenes has never been found, do you think that guy will find it and run away?"

Immediately after that, Pwis also stepped forward and said: "Yes, Your Highness, if that guy escapes, it will be tantamount to letting the tiger return to the mountain, which will be very unfavorable to us, if he goes to the place of the orcs, or gets the support of the black iron dwarves, I am afraid that the Grass Sea Plain will never be peaceful." ”

Purupa finally stood up and said, "Your Highness, I think we should send more men to search the entire city thoroughly, and quickly block the surrounding arteries to find the descendants of the Hearts Clan." ”

After listening to the words of the three people, Lucius's gaze swept over the faces of the three people, knowing what the three of them were worried about, knowing that all three of them were afraid of the descendant of the Hearts royal family.

Lucius was silent for a moment, but instead shook his head and said, "Don't worry, that guy didn't leave Denori, he was in the city, and after Wren took over the city, I think that guy will soon appear on his own." ”

Seeing Lucius's disapproving appearance, Oliver, Prucis and Prupa were a little surprised, and they didn't understand where Lucius got such confidence?

No one thought that in the end, the descendant of the Hearts Royal Family would be an unexpected person. (To be continued......)