high castle elves

Alamir looked at the tall woman in front of him - she was wearing an ivory white classical aristocratic dress, with bare arms. The dress was embroidered with a huge golden tree with gold thread, and the lines composed of branches and trunks, even if it was Even Alamir can see that this is a powerful rune that exudes the powerful power of Silvanus.Surrounding the golden tree are groups of lake-blue flying birds, emitting some kind of powerful magic field.

On the white forehead, there is a golden crown with many oak leaves carved on it, hidden in the other person's flaxen hair. On the crown, a huge green gem shines, and there is an indescribable brilliance flowing inside, as if it contains something. With the truth of the multiverse,

This area seems to be the only place not affected by the Dark Hell, because there is color here!

In the area near the golden tree, the originally dim black prison began to have color. Although it was not as good as the normal area outside the black prison, the original color could be vaguely seen on Alamir's clothes, and it was stained with color. It has a layer of pale gold like the afterglow of the autumn sunset.

The vegetation here is still in a state of decay and even mutation. Many of the vegetation has become ferocious, growing terrible poisonous thorns and ugly tumors, but it can already be seen that life is flowing inside, not like in the previous area. Lifeless silence.

For the first time, Alamir had an intuitive feeling for the word life.

Although the creatures here were affected by the Black Hell and mutated into ugly and twisted plants, they still grew stubbornly under the light of the golden tree.

The reason why it became so ugly and ferocious was to adapt to the harsher environment of the Black Hell, just like the terrifying plants growing in the Hell.

A creation of the gods... Alamir couldn't help but sigh.

Looking at the huge, perfect female image in front of me, and then looking at the twisted creatures around her that grow according to certain rules or cycles, the other person's overly perfect image seems so out of place in the black prison.

It was like a crane suddenly appearing among a group of black sheep.

However, even the distorted order and cycle made Alamir feel much better than the neat silence and chaos.

But it was just a comfort, because the other party's "request" made Alamir wary.

"Agreement??" Alamir chewed the word repeatedly. Since coming to this world, he has been wary of words such as contracts and agreements. In a world where gods really exist and even personally descend incarnations to interfere, these Words are never just words.

Do you think I wouldn’t recognize you if I changed my vest?Be it gods or demons, they will never give benefits to others for no reason! ! !

Alamir looked at the huge woman in front of him, thinking that every time his lust demon deceived others into signing a contract, he always started it with an agreement.

There are even rumors that Asmodeus, the most powerful angel at that time and now the Lord of the Nine Hells, turned into a devil because he signed an agreement with Heaven Mountain or a higher being.

It's just that he later betrayed him, or maybe it was the will of the multiverse.

"Look for the lost fragment of the ring, and then make a choice." Mesna's voice was like a bell, but the content was still obscure and full of religious connotations.

"Ring??" Alamir heard the word "ring" and looked at the golden tree not far away, and seemed to understand a little.

In one body and in balance...the voice that just disappeared resounded heavily in Alamir's mind.

As if being possessed by a nightmare, Alamir could not help but stand on the spot, and a golden halo began to flow in his eyes.

I don’t know how long it took, but the golden halo in Alamir’s eyes became thicker and thicker. At this time, he looked at the golden tree in front of him, with a wry smile on his face, and the veins in the hand holding the sword hilt were exposed!

How can there be any kind gods... In the eyes of these high and transcendent beings, everything should be paid for them unconditionally and feel honored...

But there is no way, Alamir has been trapped in this situation and can no longer retreat.

Just now, Alamir saw a long animation——

At the beginning, in the dark Prison of God, covered in black fog, a huge legendary Corruption Lord stood up from the god's corpse.

Then soon, the sky shattered, and a golden meteor fell from the sky, directly piercing the legendary monster.

This golden meteor was actually made of fine gold, like a long oak stick held by druids and forest prophets.

The holy weapon——Adamantine Crusher!

After the Adamantine Crusher landed, it vaporized most of the monster's corpses and turned into a huge golden oak tree, which took root in the Black Prison.

At this time, the injured legendary monster sometimes roared in pain, sometimes begged for mercy feebly, and sometimes made nightmare-like sounds and exuded bad curses.

As the golden oak tree grows larger and larger, the legendary monster becomes weaker and weaker. On the huge golden tree crown, the ring of unity that symbolizes Silvanus shines brighter and brighter, making the black prison more and more full of light.

If nothing unexpected happens, this legendary corrupt spirit lord will be killed by the golden tree in a short while.

But something unexpected happened. A man hidden in the dark curtain appeared in the dark prison. He brought shadow and dark sun to the dark prison. He smashed the golden ring with one sword, creating white mist and a large amount of water. monster.

This person should be the incarnation of Cyric.

Six pieces of the Golden Ring shattered the city, and were stuffed into the souls of six mortal beings by that evil and arrogant man, and became his puppets. This is the origin of the first generation of Dark Sun Puppet.

The so-called gathering of ring fragments is the act of killing six of the first-generation Dark Sun puppets and seizing the ring fragments from their bodies - those powers that were punched out by the Silent Master before, including Silvanus's. Ring fragments!

It is said that the good god strangled the evil god, and the evil god intervened in the middle. Alamir should help Silvanus and should not refuse this mission.

But for some reason, Alamir saw another truth——

The golden ring was broken into six parts. Five of the ring fragments correspond to the five divine realms of Silvanus - animal and plant protection, recovery and water... and the sixth one corresponds to Decay is coming!

As a god who pays attention to everything and all things are in a great cycle - the exquisite and wonderful "One Body and Balance", this one body and balance would not be perfect without the link of decay of all things, so Xifan In addition to killing the God of Decay, Nas's original purpose was to seize the divinity of the Decayed body and get involved in the realm of the Decayed God!

The reason why the Adamantine Crusher was turned into a golden tree is because the body of the Legendary Corruption Spirit is a huge thing with its roots in the black prison. The golden tree takes root in the black prison in order to kill and devour it!

When a "person" collects the fragments of the ring and recasts the golden ring, the "person" who recasts the golden ring has only two choices - either hang it on the top of the golden tree, or choose to take it away. .

If placed on the top of the tree, that person will receive the blessing and attention of Silvanus, become the master of the Adamantine Crusher, and obtain the mission of killing the evil god - in fact, he is just the "Puppet of the Dark Sun" of Silvanus.

But if you give up and take it away, the golden ring will be ineffective outside - you know, if you want to get the ring fragments in the body of the Dark Sun Puppet, you must actually kill them, but once you kill them, they will Automatically absorb part of Cyric's "pseudo divinity" and fall into endless madness. After absorbing the "pseudo divinity" of the six first-generation Dark Sun puppets, once he leaves the Golden Circle, he will become the most powerful Puppet of the Dark Sun!Being firmly bound in a dark prison, waiting for the next challenger to offer relief...

No matter what, nothing can escape the fate of being sacrificed.

Although the two truths dazzled Alamir, the fluctuations in his soul told him that the latter one was the real truth.

Without him, because under the stimulation of the divine power of the ancient god Silvanus, the blood of the ancient fairies in his body once again awakened, and a greater will directly crossed the Black Hell and several gods, and headed towards Alamire Revealing the cruel truth hidden by the gods in heroic epic pictures!

"Ahhhh--" This feeling of destiny being manipulated by the gods made the killing intent boil in his chest, and Alamir couldn't help shouting.

Kill kill kill!At this time, Alamir's mind was filled with thoughts of destruction - he wanted to kill the Corruption Spirit Lord, wanted to kill Kashashan and the vampire clan, and even wanted to kill the red dragons, devils, demons, and others outside. The elves of his clan.

Even the gods high in the sky, including the previous gods such as Eilistraee and Rose, he wanted to kill them.

He even wants to destroy the world, ridiculous gods and stupid demons.

At this time, Alamir's peaceful aura changed drastically - an extremely distorted and chaotic energy field was generated around him. The colorful dazzling light like an aurora was so dazzling and so ugly that it was difficult to use ordinary people to describe it. The light around Alamir can be seen with the naked eye or through magic.

At this moment, even the light of the dark sun and the golden tree seemed somewhat eclipsed by the indescribable and indescribable faint multicolored light.

"The ancient bloodline, the thief of time...the betrayer...the follower of the unity of all things...Ah, the supreme unity and balance!"

puff!Mesna, who suddenly saw the five-colored light, spit out a large mouthful of golden blood.

Then, an extremely pure golden ray shot directly from the golden crown behind him to Alamire's position.

Faster than Mesna is the Silent Master's fist.

"Go away, nameless evil from ancient chaos." Master Silence shouted, and then punched the elf again.

The moment he was hit by the punch, Alamir, who was filled with murderous intent, saw an extremely distorted face that belonged to him, with a strange smile facing him.

Then, that smile was drowned by a light that was more dazzling than a laser.

He knew that this was himself a certain second ago, and that he had been briefly thrown into the flow of time by the Master of Silence.

The next second, a star flashed behind Alamir, and the five-colored light beside him was expelled and dissipated in the black prison.

Alamir appeared on the spot, his eyes clear again.