Fairy contract

The vast forest, the Elf King City.

Most of the buildings of the elves are built according to trees. Through the natural magic of the elves, extremely strong and tall trees are born. Then houses are built on these trees, and the houses are connected by wooden suspension bridges. This way of living forms the elf culture. unique architectural style.

The Elf King City is the largest elven settlement in the vast forest. According to elven historical records, the Elf King City had more than 20 houses and more than 50 elves living there during its largest period.

Although the Elf King City is no longer as glorious as it once was, there are currently about 30 elves living there.

At this moment, the Elf King City is less noisy and more peaceful than usual.The sun shines through the tall trees and falls on the wooden house. The yellow phantom mist flower in front of the wooden house opens its petals in the sun and spits out bursts of mist mixed with floral fragrance. The entire Elf King City is shrouded in a light mist. .

On the streets of the royal city, almost no elves could be seen walking around.

In the wooden house, the older elf hung a picked fantasy mist flower on the younger elf's chest.

"Grandpa, why do we all have to bring this today? There is also a pot of phantom mist flowers placed in front of the house. I saw that they were also placed in front of Bull's house this morning." The young elf brushed the phantom flowers on his chest with his hands. Wuhua asked curiously.

"Legend has it that the elves first gave birth to their consciousness from the mist of the phantom mist flower, so whenever an elf dies, we will use the phantom mist flower to send him away, praying that it can be born again in the elves in the next life."

"Then why have I never seen so many phantom mist flowers before?" The young elf raised his head again and looked at the older elf and asked curiously.

"Because this elf is the hero of our elves. Grandpa will tell you his story." He reached out and touched his grandson's head, his eyes full of love.

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The elves have a strong affinity for the magic of life. There is a lake of life in the vast forest. Under this lake of life is a magic circle that contains the complete law of life.

This magic circle is formed by gathering the huge life magic power in the vast forest. After it is formed, it gathers the life magic power in the vast forest. The magic power is so rich that it condenses into a liquid state. Over time, a lake is formed. The Elf King City is in this lake of life. It is built around.

There is a soul tree in the Lake of Life. If every elf with pure elf royal blood dies, his soul will return to the vast forest under the call of the soul tree and rest on the soul tree.

In the Elf King City, the shores of the Lake of Life are filled with phantom mist flowers. The entire Lake of Life is shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

The only road leading to the Lake of Life has always been guarded by powerful elves and is regarded as a forbidden area.Today, there are many elves on the lakeside.

On both sides of the road stood maids wearing green gauze skirts, with wreaths on their heads, and holding magic crystals exuding the magic of life in their hands.Under the gaze of two rows of maids, an elf slowly walked from the front of the road.

Dressed in gorgeous clothes and wearing a crown, he holds in his hand the magic staff of nature, which symbolizes the highest power of the elves. The staff is about two meters high. The overall structure of the staff is extremely simple, with streamlined winding vine patterns, a magic gem on the top, and finally It is an ordinary staff, but it is the highest power of the elves.

At this moment, the language of nature, along with the hand holding it, slowly walked towards the lake.The elf's face was somewhat similar to Carlo's, but compared to Carlo's, his face was more majestic, less vicissitudes of life, and not as easy-going as Carlo.

Lorraine Hughes, the seventh Elf King No. 30 of the Elf Tribe, is known as the toughest king in the history of the Elf Tribe.

Lorraine ascended the throne in the middle of the Dragon Clan Rebellion, and Lorraine's strength and determination allowed the elves to preserve their own strength to a great extent during the Dragon Clan Rebellion.

As Lorraine walked towards the Lake of Life, the noisy elves standing by the lake suddenly became quiet.They all stood up and saluted Lorraine.

Standing by the lake, the word of nature gently tapped the ground. At this moment, waves of magic ripples centered on the word of nature and spread to the surroundings. The originally calm lake of life began to ripple under the influence of these magic ripples.

In the center of the lake, a thick water column rose into the sky. In the water column, a tree about tens of meters high could be seen. When the water column fell, an ancient tree with a little silver light appeared in the lake.

When the ancient tree appeared, the maids in white gauze skirts surrounding the Lake of Life began to recite the Elf Sacred Scripture.

A green arrow was stuck diagonally on the trunk of the Soul Tree. As the chants of the Holy Scriptures rang out, the arrow began to sway gently, the frequency became faster and faster, and finally detached from the trunk and circled around the Soul Tree. After flying around for two times, it suddenly shot straight up into the air, bursting into endless magic light in the air.

In the tree house, the old elf had just finished telling the little elf the story of the brave man. He looked up and looked out the window. The old elf gently touched the little elf's head.

Looking at the gorgeous magical light in the sky, he asked with a smile, "Do you still remember how to sing the Elf Scripture that grandpa taught you?"

"Yeah, I remember." The elf nodded quickly.

"Would you like to go out and sing with grandpa?"

"Okay, but who is this sung for?"

"That's the brave man in the story"

Holding the elf's hand, he walked outside the house and looked at the wilted Magic Mist Flower outside the door in the sunshine. The old elf put one hand on his chest, gave a standard elf greeting to the front, and then clasped his hands together. , closed his eyes and began to chant the Elf Scripture softly.

The elf also imitated the elder's movements and began to sing.

Such actions appear on every elf.

As the chanting of the Elf Sacred Scripture resounded throughout the Elf King City, the phantom mist flowers that were originally a little wilted in the sun gradually stood up straight, their petals opened, and a faint white mist was released from the stamens.

One, ten,..., the mist released by the billions of phantom mist flowers in the vast forest began to gather over the Elf King City. The mist soon condensed to the point where the entire Elf King City was covered with fog. The concentration of the previous layer of water mist.

The fog was shrouded, but it did not affect the ceremony held on the Lake of Life.

The silver light emitted by a twig at the top of the soul tree became stronger and stronger, pulling the mist to slowly condense into a huge portrait above the soul tree. The density of the mist outlined the outline of the portrait. .

Old, yet radiant with glory, the elf's smile in the portrait makes people feel like spring breeze.

When this portrait appeared, all the life magic power of the entire royal city began to converge towards the soul tree through the underground, extracting the purest faith in the chanting sound. The soul tree released huge spiritual power, searching for the souls wandering in the world. soul.

About half an hour later, the thick fog gathering in the sky suddenly opened up a passage, and the green arrow opened the way, guiding a broken soul to fall on the twig of the soul tree. The green arrow It was gently inserted next to the twig.

After absorbing this soul, the soul tree slowly sank to the bottom of the lake, the sound of chanting gradually disappeared, and the gathering mist drifted to every corner of the vast forest with the wind.

After praying, Lorraine glanced at the lake that had returned to calm. She didn't know what she was thinking of writing. She turned around holding the Word of Nature and walked out along the way she came.

"Pass me an order. From today on, the elves refuse to carry out any of Aiger's orders."