The game of the World Tree

The Chosen One doesn’t even die! When the young elves

who witnessed the death of the battle reappeared in front of them, the expressions of the elves of the Flame Clan were extraordinary.

However, they were more relieved than the anger of being deceived.

As Alice said, even if these Chosen ones have some bad habits, they may as well be grateful to the elves of the Flame Clan.

Perhaps, the players’ first impression of the elves is too good.

But even so, players who have staged tragic dramas have received varying degrees of favorability decline.

Especially Demacia, who died in front of his face…

Looking at Al, whose good feelings were reduced from intimacy to liking, his face turned green, and he quickly followed Xiao Zhengtai in a tumultuous manner, constantly fawning and apologizing…

Then, the elves came to the square of the elven town through the teleportation array.

When the vision changes in front of them and they see the surrounding green and exotic elf town, all the indigenous elves can’t help but exclaim.

“What a nice town! The style of these buildings… I’ve never seen it before!

“It’s a bit like a human one, but it feels more delicate and closer to nature than a human one!”

“Those wooden lofts and tables are so beautiful! And those gardens made of stones and pools, there is an indescribable smell…”

Every elf is a natural artist.

And the elf town carefully built by the players is undoubtedly eye-opening.

Especially after Eve got out of the dying state, the wooden buildings in the town have been revived and revitalized, making the buildings look like a fairy tale plant house, but they have well retained the style and charm of the original building.

This is very in line with the aesthetics of the elves.

Listening to the admiration of the elves, Alice explained:

“This is the elven town, or rather… The Chosen City! It was built by all the Chosen Ones themselves. It is also home to the Chosen.

After that, she pointed to the stone tablet in the center of the square:

“See? The stone tablet was carved with the names of all the chosen ones who participated in the construction of the town, but… It is carved with mysterious words that belong to the chosen ones can understand. The

town was built by the Chosen?

The elves listened and looked surprised.

They looked at the players who were moving around the town and constantly gathering towards them, and their eyes changed again.

Philosir drew a symbol of Mother Nature on her chest and exclaimed:

“It seems… They are not only brave warriors, but also noble artists!

And Samir pondered for a moment, and his expression suddenly became shocked:

“Wait… Alice, you said that the town was founded by the Chosen, that is… It took them months to build a town of this size?

Alice glanced at the players and nodded,

“That’s right.”

After receiving confirmation, the elves of the Flame Clan once again let out an exclamation.

With magic, it is not difficult for elves to build a city.

But it would be difficult to build such a town that looks like a work of art and has a variety of styles.

At the same time, they were once again shocked by the wisdom of the Mother God.

There is only the true God… To get the allegiance of such a warrior, right?

“Holy land! This…… It is the new holy place of the Mother God!

An old elf said excitedly.

And when the elves raised their heads and saw the mighty world tree, their expressions became even more excited.

Especially the elderly.

Unlike the young elves who have never seen the World Tree with their own eyes, these elders have seen the real appearance of the World Tree,

It’s just that at that time, the world tree was already withering and withering. But now the world tree is full of life!

The turquoise leaves are dotted with branches and are full of life.

Even standing in the square, the elves could feel the vitality and the divine aura that came from the World Tree.

Their faces were devout and fanatical, and they all knelt down:

“Praise nature! Praise life! Praise the great elven lord!

“Mother Goddess, we… It’s back!

And with their worship, the World Tree also emitted a faint halo.

Green photons flew out, once again decorating the square with a sea of turquoise.

At the same time, the ethereal chant faintly came, and all the elves felt that their hearts had calmed down in an instant, and their whole bodies and minds were relaxed like never before.

“Welcome home.”

In their consciousness, a majestic and cordial female voice appeared.

For a while, all the elves lowered their heads again, looking reverently excited.

Then, the voice of the goddess sounded in their hearts again:

“The Flame Clan… Settle in Emerald and rebuild the city with the Chosen.

Hearing the divine and majestic oracle, all the Flame Clan Elves replied feverishly and respectfully,

“Obey the Mother God Oracle!”

The elves of the Flame Clan returned to Jade Cold Jade again after worshiping the World Tree.

From now on, Jade Cold Jade will become their new home.

However, the captured black dragon Myrrel was left behind. The

little black dragon was dumbfounded when it teleported to the elven town:

“The tree… So high… What a big tree!

For some special reasons, the dragon inheritance in its mind was not complete, so the little guy did not immediately recognize the giant tree in front of him as the legendary World Tree.

However, it sensed that huge and terrifying pressure from the other party’s body…

Dragons are sensitive to breath.

In just a moment, Mailyl realized that this was a terrifying creature whose strength had reached the level of a true god.

“Ancient… Ancient Gods… This is definitely an ancient god!

It snorted, remembering the majestic voice it had heard.

Ancient Gods…

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Oh, my God! Is there still an awakened ancient god in the world of Segers?!

When Myrell was shocked in his heart, the divine power rope on his body disappeared.

And then the terrible voice came back to its mind:

“Give you a choice — surrender to me.”

Mindrell: …

A choice or a choice?!

Milesel’s black dragon face is green.

It Myrell is a noble dragon, the longest-lived golden race, even the ancient gods cannot make it submit!

This is the pride of the dragon!

I saw the black dragon raise his head and shout tragically in a childish voice:

“Dragon… Never be a slave! Even if I die, I will not surrender to you!”

After speaking, Myrell found that the other party was silent.

Myrell suddenly felt something bad…

A moment later, the voice that startled it sounded in its head, with a hint of playfulness:

“Okay.”

“Since you are not willing to surrender, then die.”

“The whole body of the black dragon is a treasure, the scales can be used to make armor, the dragon blood can make magic arrays and inscriptions, and can also cultivate dragon blood warriors, dragon meat is the most high-end ingredient, and it can also improve the physique of secular creatures, as for the dragon heart and dragon crystal, it is more useful… Even the dragon soul can be trained into the soul of the bone dragon undead, which can just be combined with the dragon bone…”

“Hmm… Thinking about it this way, it seems that a corpse is not bad.

Mailell: …

Demon!

This is an absolutely abominable evil god!

The little black dragon snorted, his eyes full of tears.

“I… I surrender…”

Its voice is very aggrieved.