310. Cure the curse
In the blink of an eye, two days have passed. In the past two days, Wu Daoan has also experienced an elven life, and discovered a fact: this is a race that is boring to death.
They don't have the concept of gastronomy, and their only food is wild fruits picked in the forest. They spend at least two-thirds of the day sleeping in the hollow of the tree, and in their leisure time outside of sleeping and eating, they sometimes sit on the branches of the tree to communicate with the birds, or have a cordial conversation with the small animals in the forest, but they rarely speak to each other, even if they are husband and wife, mother and son, it is rare to say a word.
But then again, it's this self-sufficient way of life that makes even the neighboring orcs unaware of their existence. In short, whether it is the Terran Orc War or the Undead invasion, they are all living such a boring and regular life, and it is estimated that it will continue until the end of the world.
Although the elves are indifferent by nature, they are still polite. If Wu Daoan has any questions to ask, the other party will answer them one by one. But it's all about asking and answering, not even chatting.
There is also a strange thing, that is, the curse in Wu Daoan's body seems to have slowed down, as if there is a mysterious force in the air to curb the activity of the curse, which also makes Wu Daoan a little relieved, it seems that the elf ancient tree does have a lot of mysteries.
On this day, the Great Elder of the Elven Clan came back, and he just said simply: "You come with me." ”
In this way, Wu Daoan followed him to a huge tree hole, which was still simple, with only a round table and seven rattan chairs, six of which had been made up, and they looked at Wu Daoan seriously at this time.
In the middle of the night, one of the men spoke first: "Inseles, is this the person we prophesied in the Great Prophecy Technique a thousand years ago?"
Inseleth, the Elven Grand Elder, said, "I think it's her. It's just that according to our tribe's procedures, this matter must be agreed by many members of the Council of Elders. ”
"I'm against it. It was the man who spoke. "Prophecy is vague, and we can't be sure of whom. And the elven ancient tree is our lifeblood, and the key is that this human still has the curse of the upper undead. What if I infect an ancient tree?"
"I agree. The other elf spoke. "I smell a conspiracy in this human and suggest an immediate expulsion. ”
Wu Daoan felt that he had to say something, after all, if he was expelled from here, it would be a dead end. As soon as his mind moved, his big eyes immediately filled with mist. Big tears poured out: "Woo woo woo, I don't want to die, please save me, let me do whatever I want, woo woo ......"
This image of pear blossoms with rain is enough to arouse the sympathy of any normal human. It's a pity that elves are different from humans. None of them showed the slightest sympathy, but someone said sarcastically: "What does it matter to us whether you live or die? I don't know how many living beings die every day, do we have to save them?"
Wu Daoan had no choice but to retract his acting skills and obediently stand and listen to their discussion.
At this time, an elven elder who looked relatively old spoke: "My intuition tells me that the person in the prophecy is this Terran woman. ”
This sounded a bit unreasonable, but the expressions of everyone in the room suddenly became solemn and fell into thought.
At this time, another elder also spoke: "I have the same intuition. And, there's really not much time left for us. Do you all want to die like this?"
Suddenly, the meeting fell into a long silence.
In the end, it was Inseles who broke the silence: "Okay, if there are no new opinions, let's raise our hands and vote." Raise your hand now for those who agree with my decision. ”
In silence, three hands were raised one after another.
Inseles nodded: "Add me, a total of 4 votes in favor." So the resolution was passed. ”
The other three elves who didn't raise their hands looked like they were talking, but they all silently obeyed the result of the vote and didn't argue anything. After all, this is the collective voting system that the elves have long followed. No one will disobey the result of the vote. Everyone stood up together, bowed to the Great Elder, and left the hollow.
Wu Daoan hurriedly asked, "What's going on with that prophecy?"
As he led the way, Inseles replied briefly: "We are actually from a far, far away place on the other side of the sea. We were forcibly caught here by a foreign master, but we didn't have the ability to fly over the sea. Luckily, we brought the seeds of the Elven Ancient Tree and planted them here to settle down. About a thousand years ago, with the help of the power of the ancient tree, we performed the Great Prophecy Technique, which is mentioned in the prophecy. A human from another world will visit us at some point in the future and take us back to our homeland. ”
Wu Daoan also understood it at one point: "Does it mean that when I came, it happened to be the time point in the prophecy?"
Inseles nodded: "Not bad." ”
"Then according to the prophecy, how did I bring you home?" Wu Daoan asked tentatively.
"I don't know. The prophecy itself is vague, and the scenario in the prophecy is only a possibility in the future, not a necessity. For example, if we expel you like this today, we will lose the opportunity to return to our homeland forever. But if you are saved, there is a glimmer of possibility that the prophesied future will come true. ”
Inseles explained in detail in a flat tone, but Wu Daoan was a little incomprehensible: "Are you willing to take such a big risk for this possibility? That elven ancient tree should be your foundation, what if something goes wrong?"
The Great Elder didn't answer this question, but stopped and said lightly, "We've arrived. ”
Wu Daoan raised his little head, and he couldn't see the top of this big tree. The main trunk alone is as thick as a house, and there are nests on the branches, and countless small birds are circling around the big tree and singing.
However, although this big tree is so huge, it does not have any sense of oppression, but a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere permeates the surroundings, and even Wu Daoan's anxious heart gradually calms down.
Inseles clasped his hands together and closed his eyes lightly, chanting an ancient incantation to the tree. It didn't take long for the big tree to react, and the green light surrounded Wu Daoan, washing Wu Daoan's consciousness space over and over again like a stream of water, washing the black gas inside.
But the curse in his body for this breath and its resistance, directly transformed into three black skulls and pounced on the breath of the ancient tree, its momentum not only repelled the breath of the ancient tree, but even rushed out of Wu Daoan's body, directly hit the thick trunk of the elf ancient tree, and a fishy and rotten aura permeated the surroundings, the trunk of the ancient tree began to become pitch black, and the surrounding flowers and ordinary trees all withered and withered.
Inselis also showed a rare look of shock, but did not retreat, but intensified his prayer.
Wu Daoan was bitter in his heart, knowing that this curse would return to his body after killing the elf ancient tree, it seemed that the strength of the mythical powerhouse was indeed comparable to that of the gods, and the curse left behind was so difficult.
Fortunately, the elf ancient tree does have some subtlety, seeing that the trunk is about to be completely corroded by the black fog, the ancient tree is also trying its best to fight back, at this moment the whole body is dark green, every branch and leaf is flowing with the power of nature, and continuously transported to the position of the main trunk to suppress the black fog, from a distance at this moment the ancient tree is sometimes dark and sometimes dark green, it is very strange.
Phenomena of this level already belong to the realm of mythology, and they are not something that bystanders can participate in, and Wu Daoan and Inseles can't do anything no matter how anxious they are. (To be continued.) )