Diarlando had never seen so many elves in one breath before, and seeing the thirteen elves in the fountain at this moment, he felt like he had strayed into a fairyland. The elves are generally beautiful, the women are beautiful and the men are handsome, and these people have a unique alienation and dusty temperament that sees the passage of time, so they are obviously standing in front of you alive, and you will still have a thought that I am not dreaming.

Queen Arrans stood in a rose-fringed pavilion by the fountain pool, her face not quite like Zoya, only her eyes identical to her daughter's, and her hair an elegant white blonde. Her long hair was not coiled, but a crown made of tender flower branches was tucked back at the back of her head, and the branches were intertwined in layers from buds to ripe fruits. A thin white-gold ring adorned her forehead, simple and elegant.

She and Queen Allen are seventy percent similar in appearance, and they look about the same age. So if Diarrando wasn't the ghost he was now, he would probably look more like the queen's descendant than Zoya.

Arrans smiled as Zoya led the group over, and after her daughter had done a veneer salute, she motioned for Zoya to introduce the others.

"Mother, this is Dearlando Birmington, the current dragon singer. Zoya introduced Diarlando first. According to etiquette, the queen does not speak, and no one who meets her for the first time can speak, so Zoya can only make the opening.

"Venerable Queen, it is a pleasure to meet you and thank you for your help along the way. Dearlando hurried forward a few steps and gave a knightly salute. Of all the elves he had seen so far, this queen had the most legendary elf style, and in front of her, she unconsciously even spoke in a smaller voice. Obviously it was about the same, but Arrans looked much more majestic than Alan.

"No need to be polite, my dear child, although your family has been multiplied for many generations, it is still my bloodline in the final analysis. Come closer and let me see how you're doing. As she spoke, the queen raised her hand. Beckoned to Dearlando.

Dearlando hurriedly took off his hood. He took two more steps forward and stood in front of the queen for her next instructions. When he got closer, he realized that the queen was almost as tall as himself, and Zoya was the tallest among girls, but he didn't expect her mother to be taller.

The Elven Queen came closer. He scrutinized the marks of the curse on Dearlando's skin. Halfway through, he also used his staff to release one or two detection magic. Then observe how your magic falls on the cursed pattern.

After making Diarrando spin around, she said, "This is a curse that extends outward from your inner spirit body, and if this is a poisonous weed, then its roots are deep in your soul." Our rituals can help a little. Temporarily remove the exposed parts, but over time, it will grow back. ”

"Your Majesty, if there is no way, forget it. I'm going to continue to complete my mission, thank you for coming all the way to this trip......" Dearlandor didn't have much hope for this healing ritual, and when he heard it, he thought to himself, don't waste time on useless treatments.

The queen raised her hand to stop him from continuing: "If left untreated, after a day at most, you will be incapacitated, and after two days you will be completely unconscious. You don't feel the effects of the curse on your body now because your body has cut off some of the transmission of sensations in order to be able to continue fighting. ”

As he spoke, the queen swung his staff around his body, and Diarlandor fell to his knees, curled up on the ground, trembling so much that he could not even say a word. The cold enveloped him again, and the joints of his body were like countless steel needles pierced, and a dull pain of pain diffused from the inside of every bone. The internal organs are like pieces of pieces, and with each breath they collide with each other, cut each other, and shatter into more small pieces.

"Mother, what are you doing!" Zoya cried out in surprise at the sight, and almost pounced on Deirlando, who was beginning to fall to the ground.

"Stand down! He has been reckless, thinking that he can support himself until the trial, but I just transmitted the pain that he subconsciously cut off to recover. Arranse reprimanded his daughter harshly, then stopped her with his cane.

"Elders, his current condition is very critical, and I think we need to do everything we can to save him. Use our power to induce the rapid growth of the remaining tissues in his body that have not been invaded by pollution, and replace them with the contaminated parts. As she spoke, the queen lifted up her hand, and with her staff the void lifted the small ball of Diarlandor and threw him into the large circular pool in the center of the fountain.

Seeing this scene, Fayl hurriedly said: "You can't put it in living water, the curse is accompanied by poison, and he will pollute the entire water source." ”

The queen turned around and looked at him, smiling slightly. Then a miraculous scene happened, the water of the entire pool seemed to lose its weight, and rushed out of the pool into the sky, and finally turned into a large transparent oval ball. Diarrando was sent directly into the water ballo by the Queen, and now everyone can only faintly see him through the twisted water.

The twelve elven elders were already waiting around, and at this moment, they all drew their orchid leaf staffs, raised them into the air, and began to sing one after another. The song is ancient, with a calming magic, so melodious that everyone who hears it can't help but stop and listen.

In the moving melody, the tip of each elven elder's staff began to release magical pulses of different colors, and these magic pulsations sank into the spring water, thinking of the powder of countless stars. Make the whole body of water brighter and brighter.

The queen raised her staff with both hands, chanted a mantra, and stepped into the bottom of the fountain pool, where she floated lightly across the smooth marble face, and stood directly below the great water that enveloped Dillando, closed her eyes, and began to sing with her back to the sky.

Her voice was clear and bright, like a spring gushing out of the mountains, and although she sang in an ancient elven language that almost no one could understand, it was healing enough.

After listening for a while, Fayle subconsciously asked: "What is she singing, it's so good." Zoya turned her head to look at him, and saw that the Mage, Dan, and the Dreadhorn King were all in tears before they knew it. So she hummed softly along with the Queen's singing in the lyrics of Turanda's lingua franca.

“......

O spring in the mountains, thou nourished earth.

O sea breeze blowing, thou hast washed our bodies.

The origin of all things is only a tiny seed.

But, however, small seeds have endless vitality

......”

At this point, Queen Arranse let go of a hand that held the scepter, gently plucked a seed from her crown, kissed it on the lips, and threw it into the balloon of water overhead.

"We sing for the new students,

We sing for growth,

We sing for death,

We sing for the cycle of life,

Until the Goddess's favor brings us back to the glorious courtyard.

We sing for all that is good in the world,

Until the Goddess's favor brings us back to the glorious courtyard.

......”

With this round of singing, the little golden seed sprouted and branched out to grow young leaves and roots. The pale golden plant stems grew rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they were covered with the entire water balloon, like a large net surrounding Diarlando. The leaves growing on the branches are emerald green, transparent in the morning sun, and together with the water waves, they reflect the unpredictable green illusion, and everything around India is like a dream.

When the entire water balloon was covered with this golden trunk and jade foliage, the singing voices of the elven queen and the elders suddenly changed and became sad and poignant.

With their mournful singing, the green leaves began to dry up and turn yellow, falling from the branches. The trunk at the very center of the tree changed from white gold to pitch black, and the color became more vivid the further you go, a dizzying purple color, as if something had polluted the whole tree from within.

“......

There is always prosperity and decay in all things in the world.

When the flowers bloom to their most beautiful, parting and withering are coming.

No one can stop the footsteps of death,

The dark horse crossed the courtyard, taking away energy and laughter.

But death also makes room for breathing in the spring,

We will have a new life after the dead winter.

......”

At the end of the song, the song became more passionate and cheerful, and with the singing, the decaying trees began to turn into dust, gradually peeling off the skin, and finally settled at the bottom of the water ball, stacked with the yellow leaves.

At this time, everyone noticed that Diarlando, who had been hanging in the middle of the water balloon, was gone. Everyone was in shock, and before they could ask questions, a small golden sapling rose from the ground in the rot.

It was a sapling with a straight trunk of only seven leaves, and the bud at the top of it was like a huge peach, and as the stem of the tree thickened and lengthened, it directly penetrated the water balloon, spreading its leaves more than ten feet long at a height of more than fifty feet above the ground.

The people below stepped back to see what was going on at the top of the tree. The first thing that caught their eye was Reseth, who was more than ten feet long and had a black and white head. I don't know when the young dragon came to its senses, floating on the top of the tree, looking around curiously.

Then Reeth hung his white head and arched his nose, and after a while a bewildered yawn came to mind, and Dearlando patted the young dragon's nose in a nasal voice and said, "Reeth, don't make a fuss, let me sleep again." ”

"......" fell silent again, and then Dearlandor shouted happily: "Ha! I'm all right!"

Then I saw Diarlando jump off the edge of the leaf and land directly in front of everyone, his skin was normal, as if he had not been cursed at all. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the lazy Ying Long's strong reward, haha