Arcane splendor begins with the throne

Chapter 189

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... to be honest, the elf rangers in Dusk Forest are pretty good." Carrot raised his foot and kicked away a corpse in a weird posture that was blocking their way, smacking his lips, and said with a smile:

"Look, all the guards of the manor were killed by an arrow. I'm afraid they didn't know who sent me on the road until they died. It seems that they are planning to do the same as us, and carry out a beheading operation."

Brian on the side not only did not answer the ranger's words, but gave him a cold look, signaling him to shut up immediately.

Because he heard the long and low sound of the trumpet, which echoed in his ears as rhythmically as music.

"It's the elf's horn." Carrot confirmed: "Sir Durimo is dead. It must be the attack signal sent by the elf in Tovel."

Brian nodded slightly, looking around cautiously, so as not to be involved in the aftermath of the war.

He found that the elves who had been hiding in the streets and alleys appeared one after another without knowing when.

They formed a dark green ranger army, each standing on the commanding heights of the roof, shooting arrows with bows, and raining deadly arrows on the panicked mercenaries and troops on the street.

In an instant, bursts of screams were heard in the town.

The baptism of the arrow rain was like a sign of an attack. In an instant, the entire Green Forest Town was completely in chaos.

Seeing this, Brian stopped immediately, hid in a safe place, and listened intently.

Although he couldn't witness the whole battle situation with his own eyes, he could feel the fierce battle through his sensitive hearing.

The whole town reverberates, the sound of sharp arrows piercing through the air, the crackling of broken spears, the sound of clashing swords, and the shouts of a few elves.

He even encountered a half-orc mercenary who was in a panic and fled in front of the two of them.

This half-orc mercenary covered in blood had his stomach pierced by a sharp arrow, and the broken arrow was still deep in his body. Even if he was treated, his chance of surviving was very slim.

When the half-orc mercenary saw him and Carlot, he was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but was pierced by an arrow from the elf ranger and fell to the ground on his back.

Work in a while.

The battle between the elves and the guards of Greenwood Town became more and more intense, and the sound of galloping horseshoes and iron boots trampling the ground echoed everywhere.

The blunt sounds of swords smashing oak shields, the friction of steel colliding, the screams of bows and arrows, and other chaotic sounds joined the chorus not to be outdone.

At this moment, Brian accurately captured an elf song amidst the chaotic shouts of death, as clearly as if he was singing right next to him.

At the same time, Carlot, Toviel and others who just rushed over also heard this beautiful melody.

They all stood in place silently, listening intently to the ethereal music and singing, and had no time to care about the battle in the town.

Brian raised his head and looked up at the blue sky, trying his best to find the direction of the source of the song.

He could clearly feel that when he listened to the elegant elven lyrics intertwined with the beautiful melody, he seemed to be resonated with the elven blood, and he was instantly fascinated by it.

The words of the ballad seemed to take shape, revealing before him all kinds of distant scenery and bright things that he had never imagined in his life.

Although the sky is sunny and cloudless at this moment, he seems to see another country in a distant time and space:
The moonlight illuminated the dark sky, dotted with stars, suspended above the rich and beautiful forest.

Gradually, this beautiful country became more and more like a dream.

In a trance, he saw an endless river of starlight flowing over his body under the starry night sky. Its shape was ever-changing and impossible to fathom.

Time passed bit by bit under the starry sky that Brian was staring at...

After an unknown amount of time, a shooting star trailing a strip of light streaked across the night sky, bringing a moment of vitality to the dark sky full of surging light spots.

Brian didn't make a wish, because he saw countless meteors flashing across the night sky at almost the same time. Under his surprised eyes, they fell rapidly, carrying surging force field energy, and smashing straight towards the entire Green Forest Town.

In an instant, countless meteors exploded and merged into the surrounding trembling air. Countless painful screams and mournful wails rang out in the town one after another.

A meteor landed beside the unsuspecting Brian, turned into a little light, and disappeared invisible.

He felt that he was soaked and submerged by the energy of the meteor, and his whole body was bathed in the shining light of the meteor. In another trance, he seemed to hear a prompt from the system.

However, at this time, he didn't have time to check what new ability he had acquired, but was pulled back to reality in an instant.

Looking at the clear sky, he jumped to the top of the nearby houses.

He was shocked to find that the streets and alleys of the town were filled with the corpses of mercenaries and soldiers killed by meteors. The few survivors lay on the ground groaning and wailing, and then their lives were taken away by the elf rangers who came one after another.

Brian even witnessed with his own eyes that the moment a sturdy ogre mercenary was hit by a meteor, it turned into a pile of broken flesh and blood, and turned into a pool of mud.

That burly figure is as fragile as glass in front of tiny meteors.

Could it be "Star of Avandor"?
Brian watched the meteor shower gradually subside thoughtfully, guessing subconsciously.

"Star of Avandor" belongs to the third-ring evocation spell in the wizard's spell list, and it is also a fourth-ring magical spell that priests, rangers, and druids can master.

The effect of the spell is to generate small stars surrounding the head. These shining stars will automatically attack surrounding enemies during combat, and will also cause additional damage to evil creatures.

But to master this spell, the caster must be an elf or half-elf.

For wizards, as a three-ring energy evocation spell, its power is not as outstanding as imagined.

Because the way the wizard releases the "Avando Star" is to convert it into tiny, shining micro-stars with force field energy by magical power.

But divine spellcasters like priests, rangers, and druids are different.

The way they release this magic is to summon the power of nature from the kingdom of the elves, Avando, and condense it into starlight.

The meteors around the body can not only protect the body automatically, but also control these meteors to attack the enemy, especially good at dealing with people of the evil camp.

Brian had also heard that if the divine spellcasters who mastered this spell received a response from the elves and gods they believed in, the power could even be so powerful that it was like a brilliant meteor shower.

At first, when he heard this sentence, he just smiled, taking it as a joke and didn't care too much.

After all, there are too many legends circulating in the main material world, and it is impossible for him to believe all of them without witnessing it with his own eyes or getting strong evidence to confirm it.

It now appears that this legend is indeed true.

It is very likely that the elf priest in the Dusk Forest really got a response from the gods, and a brilliant meteor shower fell in this small town.

At this time, under the baptism of the meteor shower in Greenwood Town, a large number of defenders and mercenaries were either killed directly, or were seriously injured and lost the ability to resist.

Especially the members of the plundering mercenary group, almost every mercenary hit by a meteor died on the spot like the ogre he just saw.

It can be seen from this that most of these mercenaries belong to the extremely popular and evil camp.

Brian leapt and jumped off the roof.

With the release of the meteor shower, the hustle and bustle of the town gradually weakened, and wailing begging for life came from time to time. The elves had already gained an absolute advantage, and it was only a matter of time before the battle ended.

There is no doubt that for the elves, this has become a victory without any suspense.

Seeing this magic spell, he immediately understood that the elves in the Dusk Forest really got a response from their lord god Corellon Larethian.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to release such a powerful "Avando Star".

Moreover, Brian vaguely guessed that this divine art has been brewing for so long in the rhythmic ballads of the elves, and I am afraid that it cannot be completed by one person alone, and it must be performed by many elf priests.

Thinking of this, his expression changed, and he remembered a system prompt that he accidentally received when he was staring at the illusory night sky of the distant Avandor country just now.

So I quickly called up the system bar and opened it to view:

In the sacred rites in which the elven priest invokes the response of the lord god of the elven...

The great will of the kingdom of Avando has recognized your elven blood, and is willing to let you benefit from the grace of the elven family.

Gain spell-like ability: Avandor Star (1 day/1 time).

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Has his elf bloodline been truly recognized?
Brian froze for a moment, then shook his head.

Because he has never thought of believing in the elves' pantheon.

And the reason why he was able to obtain this kind of grace is very likely to be related to the particularity of this world, just like the reason why he received the "Blessing of Heavenly Mountain".

After thinking about the problem, he accepted this four-ring magical spell that could be cast once a day with peace of mind.

After all, no matter what the purpose was, he killed the members of the mercenary group last night, and broke into Greenwood Town today and killed Sir Durimo. Invisibly, he helped the elves quickly take over Greenwood Town. This is indisputable. fact.

"It's really ironic. An elf who is not an elf has caught the attention of the elf lord." At this time, the elf ranger Carlot muttered in a self-deprecating tone.

"Whether you admit it or not, the fact that you are a pure-blooded elf is as conclusive as the sun in the sky." Brian accidentally glanced at the Ranger behind him, and replied casually.

Then, he walked to Tovir's side and said: "The Council of Elders in Abrera City has already transported a batch of equipment you need to the 'Farewell' tavern by the Moon Creek River. The purpose of my coming here is to inform You guys, send someone over to receive it as soon as possible. I hope you can convey it to me."

"I see, I will tell our leader the truth and let him send someone to receive it."

Toviel was startled, and soon remembered something, she nodded slightly to Bryan, her expression hesitated for a moment, and then she said tentatively, "Don't you want to see our leader? After all... Anyway, he is yours too..."

"No need." Before the other party finished speaking, Brian interrupted her words, refused without thinking, then gave Carlot a look, and immediately quickened his pace, intending to leave.

The elf ranger hurriedly followed.

However, as soon as the two reached the corner of the street, a group of people appeared in front of them.

This is a group of elves dressed in loose robes, headed by a slender female elf, wearing a sky blue priest robe, embellished with silver crescent moon embroidery, a mithril crescent moon pendant hanging on the chest, in the Shining brightly in the sun.

The elven priestess has a serious expression and pursed lips, giving people a symbol of majesty and strength.

There is no doubt that the "Star of Avandor" just now was definitely created by this group of elf priests.

After Tovel and others saw the elf priestess, they quickly bowed to her.

Brian stood where he was, watching them thoughtfully.

What surprised him was that the elf ranger Carlot standing next to him had a repulsive indifference in his amber eyes.

"We meet again."

The leading elf priestess spoke first. She met Brian's gaze and said in a slow tone, "Brian El Adonis, a child of the 'Star Flower' royal family."

"We did meet again."

Brian nodded slightly, and emphasized to her: "It's Brian from Tigrila, not Brian Al Adonis."

"Very good, since you like this title, then I will re-call you the lord of Longshou Port and Storm Islands, Duke of Purple Dragon." The elf priestess corrected her words, then crossed her hands on her chest and said to He bowed slightly, saluted, and said thanks in a sincere tone:

"Thank you for your help. Let us take Greenwood Town quickly and successfully rescue those innocent compatriots. May the god of elves, Corellon Larethian, protect you."

"It's you who think too much. I'm just doing this to help myself and it has nothing to do with you elves." Brian refused the elf priestess's thanks.

He pondered for a while, met the deep eyes of the priestess, and asked curiously: "Can you tell me, what is your purpose for doing this?"

"I once told you that elves have a long lifespan. Judging by human standards, we are almost immortal." The elf priestess replied slowly in a tone without any emotion:
"So, I always firmly believe that human beings will eventually become a thing of the past, just like drought, cold winter or plague. After that, rain, spring and new air, and even the mercy of the elves... will come. Now, we are finally waiting It's the age of our elves..."

Suddenly, the elf ranger Carrot snorted impatiently and interrupted the elf priestess's words, successfully attracting her attention to Brian.

Brian was surprised to find that when the elf priestess looked at Carlot, her deep and indifferent eyes suddenly softened a lot.

"My child, don't you understand?"

The elf priestess gazed at Carlot affectionately, "Being an elf is an elf forever, and you will never be able to blend into them."

"Priest of Corellon, 500 years ago, from the moment we parted by the Moon Creek River, we have never had any relationship." Carlot replied blankly:

"Please remember that the Sun Yao Royal Family has long been silent in the vast ocean. The glorious era of the elves has long disappeared. The remnants of you are like the few wisps of smoke floating in the air from the extinguished fire. Face the reality."

It turned out that this guy was the last bloodline of the Riyao royal family and the true heir of the Elf royal family.

Brian took another look at the other party, and immediately understood why Carlot's eyes looked so distinct and unique, but he still couldn't guess the real reason for his identity.

"My poor child, you don't understand at all. Sometimes... peace must be paid for by bloodshed." The elf priestess sighed and said sadly:
"We must mourn for the dead and fight for the living. Thousands of years ago, we gave up an inch of human land, and they wanted our entire kingdom. Therefore, the era of our elves is coming, and we will resist to the death and never surrender , take back Lolastro, never show weakness to humans, and fight them back."

"Lolastriol is our last pure land, we must take it back!" The elf priests and rangers around shouted loudly:

"The lost homeland of the elves, we will never forget!"

"Good luck to you all." Brian was silent for a moment, then dryly left a word, and turned to leave.

Because if he left later, he would most likely meet that person.

To be honest, he didn't want to face that person again at all.

The two walked through the final battle without saying a word, and left Greenwood Town at an extremely fast speed.

When he reached a forest, the elf ranger Carrot suddenly stopped.

"Bryan, we are leaving here." He showed a forced smile, "Remember, I owe you a favor. If you need my help, I will definitely give it to you."

"Farewell." Brian looked at the ranger with a forlorn expression and said nothing, just nodded slightly.

"I sincerely wish you...find the way to the main world as soon as possible." The elf ranger stretched out his right hand and said sincerely.

"I accept your blessing." Brian looked dazed, held his hand, and said with a smile, "Believe me, that day... will come soon."

In fact, even he himself didn't know why he was able to say this sentence with such confidence.

Perhaps, as he said, that day will come really soon.

Brian had a premonition that the answer would be revealed when he arrived in the city of Abrera.

So, with a wave of his hand, he summoned a majestic gray horse, galloped and quickly disappeared into the depths of the dense forest amidst the flying dust.

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(End of this chapter)