In the "Elven Homeland", powerful curses are everywhere, living beings are dying, and plants and trees are decaying. The three of them walked all the way, but they didn't see any moving insects and beasts, or any touch of green plants.

Even, when they first entered the edge of this dead forest, they watched as a large bird flew into the sky above the forest, only to fall to the ground in a few moments, turning into a lifeless dried corpse.

But now, right now.

In the heart of the city of Idahir, where the crescent moon is beautiful, on the dry grass by the quiet lake, a touch of new greenery is slowly spreading.

After only seeing the dead wood and decaying forest for several days, the three of them had almost forgotten what kind of color green was, and at this moment, the kind of green with vigorous vitality made them nostalgic and confused.

"Could it be that the 'Realm of Decay' has been lifted?" Allegri wondered.

"Are you going to get out of the Leaf and try it?" said Dios, pointing to the pale green light emitted by the Emerald Leaf, and smiled.

"Forget it......" Allegri shook his head, and was thrilled by the tragic death of the big bird, but decided to wait and see.

The gloomy wind blew through the city, the moonlight wrinkled, the dark blue light dots all over the city floated and swirled, and an ethereal song suddenly sounded.

Allegri's spirit was a little dazed during the song, and Dios next to him just pushed him and pointed to the half-elf kneeling on the ground worriedly.

Illo knelt down to the city in front of him with his eyes closed, and Allegri did not respond to his name, his brow furrowed and his eyelashes trembling, as if he had fallen into a deep nightmare.

Allegri sighed and shook his head, unable to do anything but to protect him in the middle with Dios, staring at the lake in the distance. The source of it all. It's all there.

Just as they watched, the lake swelled.

In the faint and low singing, the stars and the moon shine together, and the lake is churning.

The dark surface of the water boiled and tumbled, as if a giant beast was about to emerge, gradually rising.

The singing gradually turned high. Dios was surprised to find that the singing sound seemed to be those faint blue points of light, and countless streams of singing were entangled, echoing throughout the sky above Idashir. He suddenly remembered the desperate and struggling elves in the point of light, and there was a faint chill in his heart.

The water splashed, and the lake rose, gradually overflowing the meadow, and in the center of the lake, suddenly a spire was exposed. It's like the tip of a tower. It is gradually rising from under the water.

"Spire?" Allegri's gaze froze.

Under the gaze of the two of them, the slender tower slowly rose from the water, layer after layer, gradually revealing the water.

It was still the beautiful and slender arc of the elven building, but the whole body was glowing with an eerie dark green, and the lower layers were even bare with large patches of moss and mildew, completely destroying that beauty.

Although the beauty is destroyed, this tall tower rises in the middle of the lake. But there is no doubt that it is the tallest nine-story magic tower!

Even though tens of thousands of years have eroded its face, its power has been stripped of by the gods. Its name has been completely forgotten by history. But when the droplets of water on its body gradually shook off and fully revealed its true face from the lake, that majestic bearing was still fully revealed.

Allegri had heard that the "Holy White Tower" of the Nine Towers was as brilliant as a god's residence, and believers from thousands of miles away could see its heroic appearance soaring into the sky. Even. When he was in Tirappest, he had also seen the pure white holy light shining from the "White Tower" in the southwest on a cloudless night.

When he was in the Necromantic Wilderness, he had also vaguely seen a part of the hideous "Black Tower", but the thick shadows and black fog still obscured his line of sight after all.

And he once stepped into Herseus's "Red Flame Tower", and even took over part of the control of the nine-story tower. However, the reverse structure is the "red tower" that advances into the abyssal sea of fire. Most of the towers were hidden underground, and he couldn't see his true face.

It was only today that he had finally come face to face with a nine-story magic tower, and right in front of it, he had seen it rise from the lake.

This was the first time he had really stood in front of a nine-story magic tower, and the shock was beyond words.

"This is the Green Tower...... Allegri muttered, his eyes a little misty.

There are many towering towers in the city of Idahir, but in front of this 'green tower', it can only be a foil. The dark green slender tower, which may even reach a height of hundreds of meters, is like a king coming to his own land, enjoying this supreme glory alone.

Unfortunately, in this country, only death and silence remain.

Allegri seemed to hear a long sigh, and as he looked around, he suddenly heard a movement beside him, and Illo opened his eyes in a daze. At the same time, the singing that filled the city came to an abrupt end, as if their conductor had thrown away his baton.

"Are you awake?" said Dios, reaching out to help him up, "What's going on?"

Illo shook his head weakly, as if he couldn't find the right words to describe his feelings.

"Look!" Allegri exclaimed in shock, and they quickly turned their gaze away.

On the dark green tower, a surging green light suddenly appeared, like a newborn vine climbing up, and like a vein-like pattern on a magic tower.

One light and one extinguished, like breathing.

The next moment, green light erupted, contaminating the lake next to the tower, like watercolor paint falling into clear water. The moonlight that fills the city begins at the lake and gradually turns a rich green. The green swept through the city at such a rapid pace, and wherever it passed, the grass and trees sprouted, the old trees spit out new branches, the flowers were vibrant, the canopy was rich, and the dead city regained its vitality.

The three of them watched in shock at such a change, but they saw an even more unbelievable scene.

Those faint blue points of light gradually shone in the green light, and the shape of the flying snake completely melted, leaving only the elf's head gradually expanding until it reached life-size. Green light filled their bodies, and the city of Idashir reappeared as its original inhabitants. The elves with green translucent bodies walked through the city of 10,000 years ago with their heads blank on their heads.

"This ...... What kind of spell is this?" Allegri exclaimed, "Are these elves coming back to life?"

"Don't make a sound...... Iro's voice reminded him anxiously, subconsciously glancing at the tower in the distance.

"Huh...... Don't make a sound?" A sneer suddenly sounded beside them. At the top of the tall tower in the distance, a figure in a black robe suddenly appeared.

It was too far away for them to see his face clearly, but why could his voice be heard so clearly from such a distance?

"I don't have many visitors, but for the sake of my good mood," his accent sounded a little awkward. But the words are quite elegant, and they can still be heard clearly from such a long distance, "If I can honestly explain the origin of that 'Emerald Leaf', I will not urge the curse to deal with you." ”

"You, the curse?" Allegrihuran looked up, looking at him from afar.

"Why, can't you?" the figure suddenly moved, falling down the tower like a fallen leaf, and the long wind stirred his wide magic robes. Glide like a falcon.

Allegri was sure that he didn't see any traces of the other party's spell casting, and even that he was still talking while flying, but the magic used by the other party was obviously a high-level "Wind Wing Technique" of the wind system.

It was a handsome elven mage, who looked like a human being in his thirties and forties, but Allegri would never have dared to confirm that in such a strange forest. Controlling the ninth-story 'Green Tower', he couldn't believe that the other party was just an ordinary elven mage. This middle-aged elf with pointed ears and silver-gray hair. Squinting at his slender eyes, he could see dark green strange magic patterns on his bare skin, and his luster was faint.

"Huh?" he stood still in front of a few people, and slowly walked forward a few steps, the breeze blowing his robe and hair, and he seemed to be strolling leisurely. Toyojin is handsome.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a little star-like light in the swirling black smoke, and this vicissitudes of life made his whole person seem mysterious, and Allegri was even more uncertain about his age.

He stared at Illo. There was a thick puzzle on his face, "What is my bloodline flowing in your body?"

Illo subconsciously touched his silver-gray hair, and said in amazement, "Are you also a high elf?"

"High Elf?" The visitor frowned, it seemed that the term was not commonly used, but he still understood the word high, nodded and said, "Yes, I must be high." ”

Dios and Allegri glanced at Illo in surprise.

The existing elves on the continent are divided into three lineages, but the ancestors of these three elves are not high elves. The High Elves who ruled the Elven Empire had already all perished in that disaster, and even if there were occasional descendants of the High Elves remaining, they did not dare to reclaim their dominance of the past, otherwise they would definitely be wiped out by the joint efforts of the three elves.

What's more, they blame all the disasters of the year on the High Elves, whose bloodline is also considered to be a cursed bloodline, which is likely to be the real reason for Illo's expulsion from the Elven tribe.

"Why do you say that I have your blood in me," Illo said in a trembling voice, "You don't look big. ”

"Let me ask you," the High Elf waved his hand, his tone gradually tinged with sternness, "can you tell me why the other half of your blood comes from lowly humans?

Illo's face changed dramatically, and he trembled slightly, trying to explain something, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

Allegri took a deep breath, took a step forward, and said, "This gentleman, the so-called noble bloodline in your mouth now, called the cursed bloodline, is really not a depravity. ”

"Who are you?" the middle-aged elf glanced at him slightly, and Allegri suddenly felt like a hammer blow in his head, and couldn't help but staggered back several steps.

He took a deep breath, stood up straight, and replied, "I'm Allegri, I don't know who Your Excellency is Lu Dao?"

"My name is August," the middle-aged elf looked at the three of them with his hands in his hands, and said indifferently, "Do you know my name?" (to be continued......)

PS: (Double update, thank you for your support and comments)