One Hundred Ways to Become a God

Facing the elf queen's question, He Yan froze in place for a moment.

Although I have been in love with my lover for several lifetimes, this is the first time I have encountered such a situation of seeing my parents.

It wasn't until the blood elf tightened the hands that held his fingers suggestively that he didn't realize it, and hurriedly responded, "En."

The elf queen blinked, flapped her wings, and raised her body slightly: "Welcome here, please forgive me for not being able to receive you, let Ann take you around."

After finishing speaking, she gave He Yan one last look with her silent green eyes, and then pushed aside the layers of leaves again, and her figure was hidden in the shade of branches and leaves.

A few leaves fell on top of his head, and then slid down to the ground. The moment they touched the ground, they shimmered and melted into the soil.

He Yan looked up at the place where the elf queen disappeared, feeling something was wrong in his heart.

Although the elf queen has an elegant demeanor, for some reason, her every move always gives people a sense of haste.

As if being held back by some important matter, after a hasty greeting with him, he had to go back quickly.

Seemingly seeing the confusion in his heart, the blood elf opened his mouth and explained to him in a low voice: "The elf mother tree has not recovered its power since the prophecy 20 years ago. The queen and the elf mother tree are born from the same source. , In order to treat it, I haven’t left here for a long time.”

Prophecy, of course, comes at a price.

The mother elf tree is the foundation of the existence of the elves, and the vitality of the entire elves emanates from the mother elf tree. If the mother elf tree suffers too much loss, the barrier between the elves and the outside world will gradually be weakened. Seasons will also assimilate with the outside world.

In the end, the territory of the elves will be completely exposed to the outside world.

He Yan's heart moved, thinking of the elf queen's abnormal body shape, he asked in a low voice: "Her body... is also because of this reason?"

The blood elf gave a soft "hmm".

He Yan suddenly felt a sense of uneasiness, he paused, and said hesitantly: "If I use the holy pool, will it cause trouble for you?"

Undoubtedly, the power of the Elf Holy Pool also comes from the Mother Elf Tree, and the current situation of the Mother Elf Tree is obviously not very good.

He originally planned to use "prophecy" to exchange the opportunity to enter the Elven Holy Pool with the elves, but now because of the blood elves, he got this rare opportunity without paying a single price, which always gave him a feeling of taking advantage of his identity The strange feeling of home cheapness.

Guangming Shengzi stared at him nervously with a pair of moist black pupils, which contained a trace of guilt and guilt that could not be concealed.

The blood elf gave him a serious look with blood-colored eyes, and the corner of his mouth suddenly curved up: "It's not as serious as you think, this kind of situation will appear after every prophecy."

The elf queen and elf mother tree grow from the same root, and can nourish and supplement each other. As long as the two of them are not severely damaged at the same time, there will be no big deal.

Only then did He Yan feel slightly relieved.

He planned to tell the blood elves everything he knew about the future after leaving the elves, and his mood became relaxed again.

The blood elf continued to pull him, walking around the thick trunk of the elf mother tree.

He Yan's gaze wandered on the elf mother tree, and he inadvertently saw a red and slender thing, showing a little trace between the leaves.

Is that a... fruit?

As a good boy who always asks questions, He Yan tugged his tightly clasped hands and asked the blood elf beside him, "What is that?"

Could it be the thing that bred elves in the legend?

The blood elf followed his line of sight and replied softly, "Origin Seed."

He Yan then asked: "The source seed... what is it?"

Perhaps he wanted his partner to learn more about his race, but today's blood elf was exceptionally patient, explaining the concept of "source seed" to him meticulously.

The source seed is actually the fruit of the elf mother tree, in which unformed elves are bred.

Each source seed will go through hundreds of years of gestation, and only after the embryo has accumulated enough strength, will the young elves break away from it.

But after the elf is born, the source seed will not fall off, but will still remain on the mother elf tree.

Until the elf born from it dies, the source seed will wither and fall off, blend into the soil, and become the nourishment of the mother elf tree.

Hearing that adult elves also have source seeds, He Yan became interested: "Honey, where is your 'source seed'?"

The blood elf's expression froze suspiciously.

Then following the footsteps of the blood elves, he finally saw a round black ball.

It is very black, round and very small, ugly, dotted in a thriving green leaves, which is somewhat discordant.

This little black ball is in a very inconspicuous corner, not high enough to be within reach of one's hand, but it is tightly buried by leaves, and it was only after He Yan urged him a few times that the blood elf moved slowly. Open the leaves and expose it in front of He Yan.

He reached out and touched the little black ball.

The surface is slippery, cool, and slightly soft.

He tried to pinch it, and was surprised to find that the little black ball was crushed by him!

He Yan: "..."

After being so frightened that his body froze for a moment, He Yan suddenly realized that there was nothing in the blood elf's source seed, so it was probably a normal thing to be crushed?

--of course not.

He Yan glanced at the strange-looking blood elf with the end of his eyes, and calmly released his hand from the small black ball.

However, the moment he let go of his hand, suddenly a puff of black mist emanated from the small black ball, tightly clinging to the hand that wanted to let go.

Seeing the familiar black mist, He Yan couldn't help constricting his pupils.

Before losing consciousness, he only saw the black mist rushing towards him, and the blood elf screamed in panic.

"... Cecil!"

Then there was pure darkness.

The darkness confuses the concept of time, and He Yan couldn't tell how long he had been groping in the darkness before finally a dazzling light came in front of him.

His feet were on the hard white porcelain floor, and the tip of his nose smelled a faint, pungent smell of disinfectant, which was unique to hospitals.

The pale light shone on the ground, making the already cold building even more lonely.

Is he... crossing time again?

--wrong!

He Yan frowned tightly.

Every time he started a new life, he would return to the huge starry sky of the spiritual sea, but this time he came to a new place without warning, and there was no information that even popped up in his mind like before.

It should be late at night, and there were very few people in the hospital. He Yan stood there for a while, only a few doctors and nurses hurried past him.

It's just that when those people's eyes swept over him, they didn't even pause for a moment, and just passed by indifferently, as if they didn't realize that there was a person here.

He tried to block a doctor as he walked by, but the doctor just turned a corner very naturally, avoided where he was, and continued on his own route.

He stared at the doctor's tired eyes carefully, but didn't see his own reflection in them.

This made him suddenly realize: he didn't cross over by surprise, but was brought into an illusory scene by the black mist escaping from the source seed of the blood elves.

Thinking of the familiar black mist, a ridiculous thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

As if to confirm this absurd idea, he suddenly felt a familiar spiritual force not far away, attracting him to move forward.

He stood there hesitating for a while, but still chose to follow the induction, moving forward step by step.

Although he couldn't find traces of his existence in the eyes of outsiders, he could hear his own footsteps, which made regular crisp sounds as they hit the hard floor.

Walking through an unknown number of corridor corners, he finally saw a strange yet familiar person.

The indicator lights in front of the operating room were dimly silent, indicating that there was no life-or-death operation going on inside.

A tall man in a black suit sat on a bench with his back straight, like an unconscious sculpture, standing there for an unknown amount of time, his cold eyes falling on a void point in the air.

He Yan walked in front of him, but the man's eyes did not change at all.

Even the pupils of those eyes, like everyone else, could not find his reflection.

Suddenly there was a sudden dull pain in his heart, like a small hammer, knocking on the bottom of his heart, every time he knocked, the heart would sink heavily.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand towards the man.

Originally, he thought that he would feel empty, but unexpectedly, his palm actually covered the side of the man's face, and he felt a cold temperature that did not belong to human beings.

But the man obviously couldn't feel his touch, and still just sat there, in a daze for a long time.

A nurse hurriedly ran past the corner. Perhaps because she ran too fast, she accidentally sprained her foot, and the sole of her shoe rubbed against the ground with a harsh sound.

This sound woke up the man, his frozen eyes suddenly turned slightly, and then closed, the fine crow feathers cast a fan-shaped light shadow on the pale skin.

In the next second, he quietly disappeared into the hospital.

He Yan quickly tied himself to the man with his mental strength, and came to a familiar place with him.

——Reincarnation Division.

He watched the man indifferently ask the director of the reincarnation department to check the reincarnation book, and then the director of the reincarnation department showed disbelief and panic when he found that his name had completely disappeared from the reincarnation book.

Watching the man leave from the Department of Reincarnation, I searched through every file in hell, but couldn't find any useful information.

Afterwards, King Hades woke up from his latent cultivation, and after learning about this, he used his identity as the Lord of the Underworld to make a divination to the heaven and earth, but got a result of "not this world".

Everyone in the room was shocked and speechless.

Like a belated and unqualified spectator, half his life after the story has ended, he silently watched this puppet show that had already been settled.

Seeing that the man who couldn't find a way was like a wild beast with nowhere to go, his face was calm, but his insides were riddled with holes. In the end, he chose to sacrifice his half-body resentment to the sky in exchange for a chance to pursue his lover's reincarnation.

The final scene, just like when he came here, was still a blanket of black mist, enveloping him densely, like a dream from which he couldn't wake up.

……

However, there has never been an eternal dream in this world, only people who do not want to wake up from the past.

The black mist gradually shrank and faded, and finally retracted into the small black fruit in his hand.

When He Yan opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the blood elf's lap.

He saw the blood elf's dark red eyes staring at him from top to bottom, with fear he had never seen in his eyes, his tone was trembling, as if he was afraid that he would leave again, and he called hoarsely: "... Cecil."

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