In Middle-earth, the original creator of the creator Iluvita was named Ainu, who was born from the unquenchable fire, and Iluvita guided them with music, and finally brought them together, and the chorus formed the great movement of Ainu, and the song gave birth to the image of Ichi, the existing universe.

Iluvita turned the image of the universe into reality, and chose a place in the universe as a place for the elves and humans to live, and the elves called it Alda, and the Ainu longed to see the music come to life, so they descended into the universe to build Arda.

Among these Ainu, the powerful Ainu were called Vera by the elves, which means "to sustain the power of Arda", and the remaining Ainu were called Maia.

Thranduil called Lin Zhongtian Vera's crown, apparently identifying him as Vera for some unknown reason.

But the Vera of this world is all named and surnamed, and there is no unknown Vera.

So why did Thranduil mistake him for Vera?

Looking at the elf king saluting in front of him, Lin Zhongtian frowned tightly.

In just a few seconds, Thranduil's expression and attitude changed drastically.

If it was said that the Elf King Thranduil could see through Lin Zhongtian's clone and see his subjective consciousness hidden in the void space, then Lin Zhongtian would definitely not believe it.

So there must be some kind of force behind all this.

Is it Illuvita?

What did He want to do?

Incorporate him into the real Vera?

Lin Zhongtian frowned and looked around, but found nothing.

Lin Zhongtian was vigilant in his heart, shook his head and denied: "What Vera, don't talk nonsense, I'm just an ordinary human being!" ”

Thranduil's face was clear, nodded and sat back on the throne, looking at Lin Zhongtian and whispering, "I understand, so crowned...... Why did you come here? ”

“……”

Listening to this tone, it seems that he has identified his identity!

The corners of Lin Zhongtian's mouth twitched, thinking about finding the traverser as soon as possible and leaving this world.

So he said bluntly: "I can get the white diamond necklace back for you, but you have to help me find someone." ”

Thranduil was slightly stunned, and asked as if he was aware of it, "Then what are you looking for...... Who is it? ”

Lin Zhongtian said softly: "A person who behaves incompatible with the same race around him, he may be a human, an elf, a dwarf, or even a half-orc......

"I see what you mean."

Thranduil's eyes were complicated, but his face gradually calmed.

"The person you're looking for is in my Woodland Kingdom!"

…… That's it?

The corners of Lin Zhongtian's mouth twitched, and he seemed to be a little uncomfortable.

This was the fastest time he could find the Traveler's fellow countryman.

Thranduil rose from his throne and whispered, "Please come with me." ”

After speaking, Thranduil took a step forward and personally led the way for Lin Zhongtian.

Lin Zhongtian followed behind him, and soon came to the prison of the underground palace.

The cells here were built against the cave mountain, embedded in the walls, and there were stone steps that spiraled upwards outside the cells, and Lin Zhongtian and Thranduil followed the stone steps to the highest cell.

At this moment, a handsome male elf sat on the wooden bed in the cell.

He was dressed in a neat white shirt, without any scars on his body, and he did not look like a prisoner, but like a rebellious child in confinement, and the clear moonlight shone through the hole in the top of the cell, shining on his handsome face, revealing a tired and melancholy temperament.

Seeing Thranduil with a strange man coming to visit, the elf in the cell glanced at the two of them, and then looked numbly at the wall in front of them.

Lin Zhongtian followed his gaze and saw that the walls were carved with dense vertical marks.

Apparently a common method of timekeeping used by prisoners in their cells.

Lin Zhongtian looked at the elves in the prison and asked softly, "He is a citizen under your rule?" ”

Thranduil looked at him with complicated and sad eyes, and said softly, "He is my son, Legolas. ”

“…… What? ”

Lin Zhongtian's eyes widened suddenly, and his gaze wandered between the prisoner in the cell and Thrandil beside him.

The male elves in Middle-earth are all very handsome, so Lin Zhongtian was blind for a while and couldn't recognize them, but now that they look at it, the two of them are indeed very similar in appearance.

So this guy crossed over and became Legolas, the elven prince?!

So what did he do to cause Thranduil to put him in prison?

Lin Zhongtian thought about it and said softly: "I didn't expect that the person I was looking for was actually Ling's son!" ”

"No, Your Majesty." Thranduil shook his head, looked at Legolas in the prison with a calm expression, and said, "The person you are looking for is not my son, my son is dead, and now he is only a thief in the cell, he stole my son's body, and killed my son......"

"How many times do you have to say it to believe that I didn't kill your son!"

The elves in the prison suddenly came to life and roared at the elven king Thrandil outside the prison.

"And where is his soul?!" The Elven King stared at him faintly, his tone calm but with a hint of anger, "Tell me, what about Legolas's soul?" ”

“……”

The elf in the prison stiffened, leaned against the wall in a dejected manner, and whispered: "I said a long time ago, his soul is one with my soul, and now I am him, and he is my ......"

"Nope." The Elven King shook his head, his eyes sad and angry, "You have devoured my son's soul!" ”

“……”

Looking at the two of them singing and harmonizing, as if acting in a drama, Lin Zhongtian was dumbfounded.

After digesting the information between the two of them, Lin Zhongtian's face became strange.

It was the first Aboriginal to discover the identity of the time-traveler.

He was also the first time-traveler to be discovered by the aborigines.

The most embarrassing thing is that this guy doesn't seem to be a soul in his infancy, but crosses in the middle and takes the place of someone else's identity.

That's embarrassing!

Lin Zhongtian didn't even know if he should recognize this fellow.

Although the fellow who passively crossed is very innocent, the old father who lost his son seems to be very innocent!

Lin Zhongtian could see that although this fellow had a tired face, there were no scars on his body, and his face was also very ruddy, obviously the elf king did not treat him badly, he should not bear to hurt his son's body.

Even if he hated the soul of the traverser, the Elven King could not bear to hurt this body that belonged to Legolas, which shows how deep his love for his son is......

The elves of Middle-earth are already very deep in terms of feelings, and even the feeling of 'heartbreak' itself is the most fatal injury that elves can receive, and Thranduil has not died of sadness after losing his wife and son, and he is already the most tenacious existence among the elves.

It's no wonder that Taurrell would say that the Woodland Kingdom has been avoiding visitors lately.

It turns out that this elf king is healing himself......

Lin Zhongtian was entangled, not knowing whether to speak or not.

Instead, it was the Elven King Thranduil who took the initiative to ask, "Do you want to take this thief away?" ”

Hearing this, Legolas in the cell raised his head sharply and looked at Lin Zhongtian beside the Elf King.

From his gaze, Lin Zhongtian felt many complex emotions.

There is anticipation, joy and a desire for freedom, as well as a hint of reluctance and reluctance.

Why do you feel reluctant?

Could it be that his soul was really one with the original soul of this body?

Lin Zhongtian frowned, he hadn't seen this happen yet, but that didn't mean it wouldn't happen.

After thinking for a while, Lin Zhongtian said softly: "Thranduil, if you want, I can only take his soul and leave his body behind, so that you can hold a funeral for Legolas......

Before he could finish speaking, the elves in the cell turned their heads sharply and looked at the elven king Thranduil in disbelief.

"You sold my soul?!"

"You sold your son's soul?"

"Father, why don't you want to believe me, I am both Filitz and Legolas, our souls are one, and now we are inseparable......"

Legolas' gaze was heartbroken, but Thranduil remained unmoved.

"Thank you for your understanding." Thranduil said in a calm and soft tone, "But no, you can take him away, I don't want to see him turn into a pile of carrion than to return Legolas's body......"

“……”

The corners of Lin Zhongtian's mouth twitched, this elf king was too gentle and sensible, so that he was a little embarrassed.

It is difficult for Qing officials to decide family affairs, and Lin Zhongtian has no way to deal with their affairs.

But now that he's seen the traverser, he can't pretend nothing happened.

Lin Zhongtian thought about it for a while, and decided to take away this fellow's soul, and find a way to save Legolas's body, and wait until he returned to the void gap to see what was going on with this guy's soul.

If it's soul fusion, find a way to separate them.

If it's devoured, or it's inseparable, then we'll talk about it then......

With such a thought, Lin Zhongtian made a move.

Wisps of gray mist poured out of his palms, like a serpent towards Legolas in his cell.

At this moment, Lin Zhongtian suddenly frowned, sensing that there was a hidden force trying to influence his will and make him give up the idea of extracting Legolas's soul.

Who is it, Iluvita?

Lin Zhongtian frowned tightly, and then decisively gave up the idea of ingesting souls, and instead raised his arm, and used his silver fingers to carve the Void Seal in the air, which represented the void gap.

In an instant, vast consciousness poured out of the void space.

And this move seems to have finally caught the attention of a great being.

With the advent of a great will, everything, including Lin Zhongtian's clone, was all frozen, and the time and space of the entire universe stopped running.

In this living and dead world, there are only two great wills that are unfettered.

One of them is the main consciousness of Lin Zhongtian that descended here from the void space.

(End of chapter)