……

Matthew couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this:

"If you make a wish with 100 gold coins, and then pick up a wallet with less than 100 gold coins, you can also pray for success, right?"

Nevertheless.

Still holding back the heartache, he took out 100 gold coins from his bag and threw them into the prayer incense burner one after another.

The incense burner is not large.

Miraculously, however, every time Matthew threw in a gold coin, the latter would disappear into the ash smoke of the furnace.

It didn't take long.

100 Alliance Coins are complete.

Matthew looked up.

At this time, the short incense in the incense burner has burned to a third of the position.

The lines of the faces made of gray smoke have become more realistic.

"You can easily take out 100 gold coins, but you still want to get something for nothing, which shows that you are an insatiable guy."

The face on the incense burner said solemnly:

"Your wish will come true."

"But you must be careful, excessive greed will incur the punishment of fate, and you may encounter a little accident and setback in the process of fulfilling your wishes, which are necessary arrangements for fate."

"But if you remain loyal to the great Sioux Emperor and silently recite my name in times of setback, I will be able to save you from these unpleasant things."

"It's important to remember that!"

The other party's tone became very harsh.

Matthew looked up in amazement.

But he saw that the short incense in the censer was quickly burned out.

The gray face vanished.

A wisp of gray smoke lingered around Matthew's body.

Matthew looked down at the data bar.

……

"Hint: You have received a blessing from the incense burner for "a little good luck"

A little good luck: The good news is that you have a little bit of good luck; The general news is that it's really only a little bit."

……

"It seems that the phantom dragon really knows a little bit about prayer."

Matthew knew that his blessings couldn't be faked, but this level of good fortune didn't make him sure he would be able to pick up his wallet in the next twenty-four hours.

At most, daily life is a little bit smoother.

Its effectiveness is so low that it is not even a blessing, at most it is equivalent to the trick of mages!

Matthew checked his luck through the equilibrium node on his body.

Confirm that there is no impact here.

This shows that the Phantom Dragon's Wish Spell is definitely not achieved through normal spell casting channels.

Actually, this is normal.

If the Phantom Dragon's Prayer Technique was really so powerful, he would have already come out of the prison in the Nine Shadows Land with his own skills, where would he need to turn to others for help?

Matthew pondered that if the phantom dragon wanted to fish for him, he would definitely find a way to achieve his wish by other means.

Think so.

Matthew silently hung three special spells on himself, and used the spell delayed supermagic ability to infinitely delay his trigger point so that he could use it when necessary.

And those three spells are-

Spell Countermeasures;

Spell Reflection;

Spell negation;

When he encounters a spell effect, the above three spells will trigger in turn.

Even illusions can't directly affect him.

Then Matthew put the matter aside and went about himself.

He has recently been studying the fifth-order spells "Dead End" and "Lost Mind", which can reduce the target's resistance in groups and provide no less legendary penetration.

Wait until you've learned these two spells.

Matthew is a qualified legendary supporter, and at least it won't be difficult to get a hand on Big Brother Eurolin.

There is nothing difficult about these two spells.

The realm to which it belongs is also the necromantic realm that Matthew excels at.

So Matthew learns quickly.

It's just dawn.

He succeeded in mastering the basic techniques of both spells.

Then it's a matter of repeated practice in practice.

However, Matthew did not strike while the iron was hot and continued to practice.

Opposite.

He changed into a decent mage robe and hurriedly left the mage camp.

Because today is a day of great joy for Terast......

Wrong.

It should be the day when Terlast's wish is granted.

Before sunset today.

The first group of elderly elves, who are said to be voluntarily banished, will voluntarily enter the Secret Light Jungle.

It was a landmark event.

Even if Terast doesn't invite.

Matthew will also go over and see what is going on.

……

Early morning.

Valley of the Sacred Tree.

It is a valley located northwest of the Jade Garden.

Jade Garden is a large city built on the backdrop of endless mountains and forests.

From the point of view of topography.

The main body of the city and its surroundings are covered with hills of all kinds.

And because of that.

Many of the low valleys in the hills became dense gathering places for elves.

An example of this is the Windward Valley, located in the east.

The same is true of the Valley of the Sacred Trees.

However, compared to the open terrain and large area of the windward valley.

The area of the Valley of the Sacred Trees is much smaller.

The trees here are extremely sparse, creating a small vacuum in the lush forest.

Therefore, it is viewed from above.

The valley is like the patio of the city.

It's early June.

Although the sun in the south is not as fierce as in July and August, it also carries a bit of blazing heat.

Matthew arrived early.

He had wanted to find a place in the shade of a tree to watch the ceremony quietly, but it turned out that it was not easy—

There are also some trees in the Valley of the Sacred Trees.

But most of these trees have dry branches and leaves, and they cannot provide shelter from the wind and rain.

In addition, there are some old stone buildings.

But most of the weathering was severe, and the ceilings were mostly collapsing or cracking.

Matthew struggled to find a place with a good line of sight and shadows.

"This is probably the most sunny place in the entire Jade Garden."

Matthew sighed secretly.

He found that he was not alone in finding shade.

Many wood elves who have come to hear the wind are also looking for shade everywhere-

Because of the lack of light.

Wood Elves generally have very fair skin.

It can even be said that it is white and scary.

When Matthew and Loren were chatting, they learned from the latter that for a certain period of time, southern bards generally liked to write scripts with rotten characters such as "vampires posing as wood elves", so as to create contrast and conflict in the plot.

But rotten terriers are rotten terriers.

The popularity of this kind of bridge also reflects the similarity between wood elves and vampires in terms of appearance.

At least in front of other races who are not familiar with both at the same time.

It's common to confuse it.

In the morning.

A large number of wood spirits have gathered in the Valley of the Divine Trees.

It is not difficult to see from the situation of these people.

They weren't invited by someone or an organization to assemble here.

I probably heard the news that Terast announced before, so I came over to see what the situation was.

Most of the wood elves who come to see them are under the age of 600.

Occasionally, I can see a few older people with worried faces.

Matthew saw many of the faces in these Wood Elves who had previously chosen to flee.

Some of them had fled to Riptide City, some wanted to abscond to the Eternal Song Forest, and some had taken refuge in the northern part of the Jade Garden, scattered villages and valleys.

But many of these elves appeared on the scene.

They may have sensed the change in the direction of the wind, or they may have really realized the strength of Terast, and eventually they slowly leaned towards compromise.

This is also human nature.

After all, in the second half of May, the light pool used to send away the corpses of the wood elves worked almost twenty-four hours a day.

Many elves privately spoke of that terrible time.

They all call it "Scarlet May".

It is said that they no longer mention Tyras's name, and instead use the seemingly vague but unusually clear pronouns of "the lord", "the marshal", and "some butcher".

No matter what.

Terast's plan is beginning to bear fruit.

There were no more elves in the city who were standing up to him.

Or rather.

He has killed all the rebels.

"What a terrible ...... of extraordinary power"

Matthew sighed secretly.

It was also the first time he had witnessed the process of an individual changing the future of a people with extraordinary power.

He felt that there was a need for deep study and reference.

Sometimes you really can't be too rigid in your thinking.

The transcendent world is still not the same as the ordinary world.

Between thoughts.

A group of young elves dressed in fancy clothes suddenly walked out of the valley.

With their arrival.

There was a slight agitation among the onlookers of the Wood Elves.

Everyone was watching the young elves.

The eyes of the onlookers were very complicated.

Matthew pricked up his ears and listened for a while, only then did he realize that the red and green willow leaf pattern clothes worn by this group of young wood elves were actually the "hundred flower costumes" worn by fanatics when worshipping the elf gods in ancient times!

Since the fall of the god of elves.

It's been years since a wood elf has worn this outfit.

Not to mention swaggering around the city.

This scene obviously startled the unsuspecting onlookers, and Matthew could hear them whispering, which in the past was a very outrageous move, and I am afraid that it will soon be scolded by everyone, and then handed over to the Willow Leaf Agency for handling.

But this is not the same as it used to be.

After the Scarlet May, the wood elves also learned a lot, and no elf dared to act rashly until they figured out the origin of this group of arrogant young people.

It's just that they can't avoid all kinds of complaints and accusations between their whispers.

Matthew just wanted to laugh when he listened.

He had heard about the young Wood Elves from Beanna.

They are a group that Teras had secretly organized for a long time.

These young Wood Elves are a bit like the Bamboo Stick Party of the past, except that the group is not as aggressive, they only put the preservation of Teras and its glory and reputation first, and nothing else is excessive.

It seems to be a simple cult of personality.

Because I didn't go to the front of the stage.

As a result, this group is not taken seriously by the other elves.

Until today.

"Terast has its own group and henchmen, but it has not allowed them to participate in the implementation of the Path to Glory project."

"He himself came out and killed all the people who got in the way, and after bearing all the notoriety, he would let these young people gradually come out to stabilize the situation......"

Matthew saw a bit of fame.

Terast arranged this way so that the young men could be accepted by the other Wood Elves more quickly.

It's a painstaking effort.

Matthew had heard that most of the members of the group were from the Moonlight and Shadow Leopard in the Wind Chaser troops, and that they had no problems with other qualities except that they were younger.

Pulling out to fight will not be stage fright.

Not to mention just maintaining order and carrying out the plan that Terast had set out.

Don't look at the group of only a few hundred people.

But in the Jade Garden, hundreds of young people were already a force to be reckoned with in the elven group.

Matthew saw them come out of the valley and go in pairs to other parts of the city.

Not much.

Some of the young people began to return to the Valley of the Sacred Trees.

They often carry 1~3 elderly wood elves behind them.

Those were clearly old men who were about to be banished.

These old elves were not tied up, and the young elves did not restrain them from the physical situation, but the two sides often walked one after the other, the young man walking in front of him walked lightly and proudly, while the old man in the back had a face sinking like water, and his legs seemed to be filled with cement.

But even so.

Accompanied by three poles on the sun.

The number of elven elders in the Valley of the Divine Tree has gradually exceeded 800.

They were the first elves to go to the Secret Light Jungle, and their average age was even over 700 years old.

"I don't know how Terast did it, just intimidation can't make these old men go out of the house willingly, right?"

"Some of them originally fled, but later returned to the Jade Garden, and it seems that they came to participate in this ceremony on purpose."

Matthew was secretly amazed.

And just as he was silently observing the situation in the valley.

He heard a new message from the crowd next to him -

The ruins of the stone buildings in the Valley of the Sacred Trees are the ruins of the temple of the elven god back then!

Since the fall of the Elven God, the Valley of the Sacred Wood has become inhabited.

It's been a long time since it's been this lively.

"Terast ......"

A gleam flashed in Matthew's eyes.

Right now.

He spotted an unexpected figure in the crowd.

It's actually Ai Lan, the moon of winter!

She walked alone above the ruins of the temple with a sad expression.

Was she released by Terlast?

Matthew took the initiative to walk over to greet Ailan, and when he got closer, he realized that Ailan was much more haggard than before.

"I'm sorry."

After a brief greeting, Matthew apologized to Ellen.

Ai Lan shook her head calmly:

"You don't need to apologize to me, Matthew, I know there's nothing you can do about it."

"As long as the legendary mages don't want to intervene, there are few people in the continent of Eindor who can stop Terast."

Although her expression and tone were calm.

But Matthew felt a faint complaint from the other party's wording.

He had to remind:

"The legendary mages didn't stop the Council of Elders either."

"They didn't stop the sorcerer Lance either."

"You should understand that."

A hint of helplessness flashed on Ai Lan's face:

"I understand, of course I do."

"The Ancient Covenant has given the Jade Court a high degree of autonomy, something that many Wood Elves are proud of."

"Over the years, the alliance has never interfered with the decision of the Jade Court, and at most it has been a consultation."

"I used to think that this was a good thing, proving the strength and heritage of the Wood Elves, but after the Traces of the Dead incident, I had doubts about it, and now, I feel that the Alliance's non-interference is not necessarily a good thing for the Wood Elf community."

Matthew smiled helplessly.

There is nothing in this world that is both wanted and wanted.

He could only cough and knock on the side:

"There is no such thing as the best of both worlds, and the Alliance has taken a consistent approach in matters related to the Jade Garden."

"I don't know what the big guys are thinking, but I'm glad to see that the legendary mages respect the power of the elves so much."

A hint of dissatisfaction flashed across Ai Lan's face:

"Of course Terast would love to see that happen."

"He's the most conceited, dictatorial elven ruler I've ever met, not one of them!"

Matthew raised an eyebrow:

"What about the elven queen back then?"

Ai Lan's expression was a little ugly.

Then she smiled bitterly:

"Well, it's me who doesn't use words carefully."

"In the history of the Wood Elves, there have been many rulers who have been worse than Terast, but he must be the craziest of them all!"

Matthew said calmly:

"He's not necessarily really crazy."

"During those days when you were in prison, he sent me a message to promise me that he would not hurt you."

"Now it seems that he should have done what he said."

Ai Lan was slightly stunned, and then said with some reluctance:

"He really didn't do anything to me other than house arrest."

"I'm just a little scared."

"I've never met a butcher like him, and my gut tells me there's no way he'll get his way."

"This violates the most basic common sense!"

The elven mage said it was conclusive.

But the tone is very soft.

Matthew probably doesn't even have much confidence in herself.

Also.

With the terrifying strength displayed by Terast, it is indeed enough to make ordinary legends despair.

Not to mention that Ai Lan has not yet entered the legend.

Seeing that the other party was still guilty, Matthew kindly persuaded:

"There are times when we have very little to decide and can only follow the tide of fate."

"In addition to being an elf, you're also a mage."

"If I could be less obsessed with what is in front of you, maybe I can get a different scenery."

Ellen apparently understood Matthew's advice.

She bit her lip hesitantly, and then smiled helplessly:

"Don't worry, I'm not going to speak out against Terast today."

"Too many elves have died, too much blood has been shed, and I don't want to cause more innocent elves to die because of my own agitation."

"Even if it's against Terlast, I'm going to do it through my own efforts."

Matthew sensed a hint of strangeness between the other party and one of them:

"You're going to be promoted to legend?"

He knew that Ai Lan had been stuck at level 20 for a long time, and as a non-pure-blooded supreme sky, she had already had the capital to promote to legend, but she was just accumulating stronger capital.

It doesn't seem wise to force a promotion for the sake of Terlast's business now.

What's more, ordinary legendary mages can only run away at most when facing a powerhouse of Terlast's level.

It's possible that you won't even have a chance to escape!

Matthew wanted to persuade him a little more.

But Ai Lan's eyes were extremely determined, and he gave up.

Everyone has their own path to legend.

Maybe Teras was the fate of Alan.

"My father is a demigod of the forest, and he is the guardian of the three great forests of the south—

Jade Garden;

The Garden of Fallen Leaves;

There is also the Eternal Song Forest.

These three forests are littered with his footprints.

I have inherited his legacy and strength, and I should take on the responsibility of guarding the three major forests.

I understand.

I don't have enough strength to challenge Terast.

But I can have a hunch.

In the near future.

The woods will suffer a terrible backlash because of Terast's radical actions.

Can you hear the whispers of the trees?

The will of nature was already disgusted by what Terast had done.

I have to be prepared for a disaster that could break out at any time......"

Matthew nodded quietly.

From this point of view, it is understandable that Ai Lan wants to be promoted to a legend.

Matthew opened an invisible orb, and the two walked side by side on the ruins.

Because I happened to talk about Ai Lan's life experience.

Matthew suddenly gossiped and asked:

"I heard that your mother seems to be related to Althea, the goddess of the moonlight?"

Matthew knew it a long time ago.

Ailan's father was a forest demigod who walked the world as a stag;

But there are different opinions about her mother's identity.

Matthew has actually been curious in his heart, and he didn't have a chance to ask until today.

After asking, he was a little apprehensive, and felt that he was still too presumptuous.

However, Ai Lan's attitude is very frank:

"Yes, the rumors are true, my mother is indeed an incarnation of the goddess of the moonlight, Athea, in the world."

"But I don't have much affection for her—at least not as much as I have for my father."

"For Ms. Althea, I'm just a byproduct of his accidental birth after a short and exciting game, which is normal for the gods of Tianlun Palace."

"I only heard about my mother from my father when I was a child, but I almost never met her, maybe briefly after I was born, but I don't remember it anymore......"

Ai Lan's tone was rather indifferent.

Matthew coughed:

"Is that so? I was meant to tell you that since the Blood Moon Strike, Althea's Moonhaze Glade has been in my hands. ”

"I used the Moonhazy Glade to establish a spell guild, and there are many like-minded friends in the guild, including mages, and some top talents in other professions."

"I wanted to invite you to join my guild, but because of the particularity of the Moonhazy Woodland, I don't know if it's suitable."

For Matthew.

Elven mage Ellen has always been on his own invitation list.

The only embarrassment is in Althea.

But Ellen didn't seem to mind it.

She just asked suspiciously:

"What is a Spell Guild?"

Matthew thought for a moment:

"I'll take you to see it in two days?"

Ai Lan nodded slowly.

She didn't seem to mind the relationship between Moonshade and Althea.

Matthew breathed a sigh of relief.

If Ai Lan joins the guild, it is estimated that it will not be long before the guild adds another legendary warrior!

Matthew, as the president, is naturally profitable.

As for the guild elf Sissy.

Considering that the other party is just a remnant of Athea's consciousness, he should be able to coexist peacefully with Ailan, right?

Matthew was suddenly looking forward to what Ellen and Cissy would say when they met!

And just when Matthew gave Ellen a rough introduction to the Spell Guild.

There was a sudden commotion at the mouth of the valley of the Divine Tree.

This commotion was even bigger than the previous group of young elves dressed in flower costumes.

The two of them flew lightly and high.

At a glance, Matthew saw a very special woman in a group of elves.

"Beana?"

Matthew's eyes were full of surprise.

He knew that Beanna would most likely attend today's ceremony, but he thought that the other party's identity would be just a bystander like himself.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Beanna came together with the group of young elves in flower costumes!

What's even more surprising is that.

The elves seemed to have embraced Beanna in the center of the crowd, intentionally or unconsciously.

She wears an ancient costume in the style of the Elven tradition.

After Ailan's reminder.

Matthew knew that Beanna was wearing the clothes of an ancient elf saint!

It was a very chic long dress.

The upper body of the skirt is tight, which sets off Beanna's proud figure at a glance.

Beanna's capital is also considered abundant among human beings.

And among the elves who have always been barren, they stand out from the crowd.

Therefore, as soon as she appeared, she attracted all kinds of eyes of unknown meaning, but most of them contained undisguised hatred!

"Is that kid your friend?"

"I'm afraid she's going to be used by Terlast!"

Ai Lan said worriedly:

"Do you see the eyes of other people?"

"They dare not hate Teraste, but only those who are associated with it."

Matthew wasn't worried.

On the one hand, he knew that Beanna was a very smart girl, and she used her courage to seize the opportunity given by fate to climb up, and naturally she would know what kind of risks she would face in the process;

On the other hand, Matthew also thinks that Terast must have been well prepared for today's ceremony.

At least for today.

No matter how hostile the elves' gaze was at her.

There is a high probability that she is safe and sound.

Sure enough.

After entering the ruins of the Valley of the Sacred Trees.

The young men who surrounded Beanna suddenly dispersed, leaving the girl alone under a broken stone pillar.

Only then did the crowd see.

Beanna carried a heavy stone basin in her arms, in which were placed seven or eight kinds of flower branches, a dozen kinds of fruits, and pieces of leaves and wriggling green worms on the leaves.

Meanwhile.

She also carried an inconspicuous bamboo stick behind her back.

"That's Terast's bamboo stick."

Ai Lan's expression was also a little surprised:

"She was carrying a stone basin that the elven saints used only for the highest rituals, a custom inherited from the time of trolls."

"That stone basin alone weighs dozens of pounds, and there is some water, flowers and fruits in it......"

Matthew also noticed.

Beanna's posture of holding the stone basin is not very natural, and there are signs of leaning forward from time to time, which is probably quite difficult.

But her expression was always indifferent.

There's a very sacred beauty.

Matthew took a closer look and confirmed that the girl was blessed with at least three charm-related spells.

If you've been staring at her for a long time.

They may even hallucinate, as if they have seen a walking ball of holy light.

In the days when the gods had not yet risen.

These are the common methods used by the little gods who have no stable foundations.

Beanna stood in front of the group of elven elders who were about to be banished, and she didn't make an impassioned statement, she just stood there like a statue.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The atmosphere was solemn and unusual.

Just after noon.

Beanna finally had a move.

She slowly turned around with the stone basin in her arms, and then walked around the path next to the ruins towards the mountain!

"This is the road to glory, please come with me."

Her speech is clear, and her voice is crisp and solemn, giving people a very refreshing feeling.

What's more.

This sentence was uttered by Beanna in Elven language!

As Beanna's figure gradually walked up the hill.

The Wanderers also took steps.

One by one, they lined up in long queues and climbed the steps along the mountain path.

Beanna led them to the top of the hill and circled down another path.

Because the line is very long.

Those who go up and down will see each other on two different spiral paths.

Some people have just gone up the mountain.

Some of them are almost at the foot of the mountain.

Out of curiosity and some other throbbing, Matthew and Ellen also blended in with the group.

The trail is lined with camphor trees and beech trees.

Near the top of the mountain, there are also some tenacious valley lilies.

The breeze blew, taking away the heat from everyone's faces.

Bathed in this strange fragrance and coolness.

The hearts of all the elves have become much calmer.

And in between the marches.

Matthew could hear the singing coming from the front of the group.

Ai Lan explains:

"It is a hymn used to sing the god of the elves, and usually only the saints are qualified to sing it on specific occasions."

"The path to glory of Terast is not made up in a vacuum, but there is a basis."

"It is said that in ancient times, in order to escape an unprecedented disaster, the god of elves created the Secret Light Jungle, a refuge, but the volume of the refuge is limited, and not all elves can enter it."

"At that time, only the most devout believers were eligible to be selected for the asylum."

"Even these people, before entering the Vault, must perform a ritual called the Path of Glory, which is probably like this - constantly walking around the Valley of the Sacred Trees, chanting hymns by the elven saints, and the rest of the people silently praising in their hearts......"

To this point.

Matthew can finally be sure.

Terast is a god who intends to "resurrect" the elves!

Ai Lan was clearly aware of this, and judging by her reaction, she seemed to be in a tangle.

This shows that she also knows.

If Terast can successfully ascend to the gods, the fate of the Wood Elf group may indeed usher in a huge turn!

"It's just why did he choose a human to be the holy daughter of the elves?"

Matthew's mind couldn't help but think of the taciturn face of the elven old man.

Walk in one lap.

It took about half an hour.

But Beanna didn't rest.

She continued to carry the stone basin along the same path up the mountain.

The elves followed in turn.

More subtlely.

This time, other onlookers also followed one after another.

They bowed their heads and remained silent.

It was as if a long, devout prayer was going on.

Matthew could feel the contagious atmosphere of the scene.

It's an amazing feeling.

You can't simply use the herd mentality to solve doubts.

The valley, the hymns sung by Beanna, the young men dressed in flowery costumes and the glorious road they walked.

All this forms a ceremonial field that is enough to shake the hearts of onlookers!

In the second lap, Matthew did not follow.

He waited quietly near the ruins of the temple.

Less than half an hour.

Beanna's figure reappeared in Matthew's field of vision.

But this time.

Instead of continuing up the mountain, she stooped down and placed the stone basin on the ground, and she slowly retreated to a stone house in the middle of the ruins.

Matthew's heart moved, and he followed curiously.

But I saw that there was only one person in the stone house, Beanna.

"Terast isn't here?"

Matthew was a little surprised.

After a moment's thought, he decided that now was not the right time to communicate with Beanna, and planned to leave.

But at this time.

The other party took the initiative to look in the direction of the invisible magic ball.

Maybe it's because it's a bit hard to walk.

The girl's face was slightly red, and there were a few beads of sweat on her fair skin.

She asked softly:

"Matthew?"

"It's you, isn't it?"

"I just sensed that you've been following me all the time, are you trying to do something bad?"

Matthew showed up and explained:

"I'm just curious......"

"Can curiosity lead me?"

Beanna interrupted Matthew with some brutality.

Matthew looked at each other in surprise.

The girl chuckled:

"I'm kidding you, I'm just tired of it."

"Three more trips in a while, huhu, I need to get some rest."

"Isn't it a surprise that I became an elven saint?"

Matthew nodded.

Beanna was a little embarrassed and said:

"The teacher won't let me tell you about this in advance."

"It wasn't until this morning that he told me that if I had the chance to meet you, let me ask you something."

Matthew asked:

"What's the matter?"

Beanna said expectantly:

"If the god of the spirits were to rise and form a church, would you be the patriarch of the church?"

"Or to put it another way......"

"The Pope?"

……

Need more monthly passes! Please!

(End of chapter)