Mie Shiwen's male protagonist can read minds [Quick Transmigration]

The Forest of Elves is the only pure land that persists in the San Gesai continent. This once prosperous and peaceful continent is finally covered by haze and the clean and bright sky.

Aurora is the Great Elder of the Elf Clan. As the first elf born in the Elf Clan, his appearance is still the same as when he was in his youth, but inside he has not overcome the consumption caused by the passage of life.

He will be like countless elves. When his life is about to die, his handsome appearance will quickly decline after showing its peak color. The aging that many humans hate most in this uniquely blessed race only shows short For a short time.

For the elves, aging is a word equated with death.

Aurora knew how short his remaining time was for the young elves, and it was his initial idea to go to the outer layer of the elf forest to resist the army of the human king.

But this thought was blocked by the words of the other elders before it could be uttered.

"You should guard the mother source and become the last line of defense for the mother source."

"The entire elves swore to protect the existence of the emperor."

"If the emperor is alive, the mother tree will not die, and the elves will not die."

"So, please protect the land of mother source!"

The words one after another stopped Aurora's movements. Facing the solemn etiquette of the six elders in front of him, his heart was like a heavy stone, and he couldn't bear the expectation.

It was his negligence. If the strongest wise man of the elves died in the first batch of elves, it would only deal a huge blow to the morale of the entire elves against the enemy.

Aurora remained calm and said, "I will."

We are all the same, and we will use our lives to protect the land of mother origin.

Because there is the future hope of the elves, and there is also a truly precious existence of the elves.

Looking up, the color of the sky above the forest of elves can barely see the original clear sky, and the extremely ominous dark haze is gradually swallowing up the color that the sky should have.

This also means that the black knights of the Percy Empire are gradually approaching the forest of elves.

This is the news that the entire continent knew three days ago.

The human king who turned the St. Gesai continent upside down was ruthless, but he acted unabashedly and unscrupulously. He never gave any high-sounding reasons for his every action.

Publicity to the extreme evil, blood and death is his true coronation road.

After those races who fled to the Forest of Elves learned the news, some left, and some stayed here without going anywhere.

If the elves were also defeated, and the most favored by the gods, the brightest and most benevolent race would also be destroyed by that human demon, there would be no point in escaping.

They can't escape.

Rather than that, it is better to get together, unite the elves, and do the final resistance.

After all, no one wanted to believe that the gods really abandoned them and handed over all the creatures in this continent to the man who seemed to be the embodiment of darkness.

At this time, if we talk about how they put all their hopes on the God of Light, it is better to say that this is the last reason they found to cheer up their fighting spirit.

When the clan land was destroyed, many races understood that the gods may leave, but the light representing hope cannot be destroyed.

Believe in light, that is, believe in my God.

——"Teaching Scripture"

……

Senior was recuperating in the elves' land, and his pale complexion due to massive blood loss has gradually recovered these days. When they learned that he was the only escaped descendant of the family of the gods, the elves were obviously much more enthusiastic.

Senior was raised very well, and his skinny face could be seen a bit of flesh. At this time, he felt a headache and was happy to see the little elves around him.

"Senior, you are a member of the family of the gods, have you seen the gods? Are there any portraits left? Can you summon the gods?...?"

An extremely delicate-looking elf was excitedly tugging at Senior's sleeve, asking a lot of questions, if it wasn't interrupted by another elf, he still had the posture to continue asking.

"Okay, Chen, I can't remember you asked so many questions!"

Only then did Senior breathe a sigh of relief, looking at the elf who was looking forward to looking at him, he couldn't help coughing lightly.

"No."

He has never seen it, nor seen a portrait, let alone summoned. To be honest, he is just one of the thousands of believers in the gods.

Chen, the elf who asked the most questions and was the most lively, pouted: "You lied! The elder clearly said that if you didn't have divine power to stop your blood volume, you would have died long ago! He also said that you have never seen a god! "

"That's it!"

"Senior lied!"

"..."

Senior didn't even have time to digest the news that suddenly hit him, and he started to have a headache again when he was disturbed by three or five noisy elves in front of him, and he hurriedly coaxed them: "Okay, I've only met once It’s just, I just can’t remember clearly.”

Only then did the noisy elves calm down, and they looked at Senior with wide eyes in amazement.

The smallest elf inside——Chen, was busy in this quiet time and asked in a tender voice: "Is that god good-looking?"

For the elves who control the face, such problems seem to be normal.

Senior's throat was a little dry, he calmed down, glanced at Ji and didn't know what he was thinking, touched the wound on his wrist and nodded: "It looks good."

It must be good-looking.

Gentle people are the best-looking people in the world, just like these elves.

Chen thought for a while: "How beautiful is that?"

Is it more beautiful than the emperor who caught him?

Chen didn't ask this question because the elders had told him not to reveal the emperor's affairs.

But in Chen's heart, Huang who was smiling at him under the tree was the most beautiful person he had ever seen.

Senior recalled the gentle strength in his vague memory, and the white light spots blooming like hallucinations all over the sky, and translated his shocked mood into words, trying to describe the appearance of the gods with barren words: "Very beautiful, no one can Resisting the beauty of the gods, when looking at the believers, there is a gentle smile on the eyes of Peerless..."

Chen frowned and thought about it for a long time, unlike the other elves who were a little lost in thought, but was annoyed to find that such a description made him completely unable to distinguish between the gods and the emperor.

Senior obviously hadn't seen it before, and he was in a daze as he spoke, as if he had really seen that supreme being.

Before he came back to his senses, he was entangled by the smallest elf.

Senior smiled wryly. This elf, the smallest of the elves, was originally the most arrogant, but now he has been pestering him since he woke up, and he doesn't know why.

But being close to elves is the most proud thing for every human being.

Chen clings to this human being, and unconsciously brings out the look of star-point attachment in his expression.

After this human being was rescued, he felt an inexplicably familiar feeling on his body.

The little elf does not know the deeper reason, and acts according to his preferences.

Senior was in a relaxed mood, but when his eyes accidentally saw the sky above, his mood, which was soothed by the elves' laughter, suddenly turned bad.

Will the forest of elves, the only place where laughter still exist, become one of the ruins?

And these elves who are always clean and proud, will they really endure the humiliation from the outside world?Human beings can't help but want to destroy beautiful things.

The elves were still smiling innocently, while more people on the mainland frowned and looked at the elf forest in thought.

On the continent of St. Gesse, the remote place opposite to the forest of elves is a wasteland with scarce resources and barren land. Delicate green plants are rarely seen here. Every plant is trying to form a hard and mixed appearance, because of this In order to resist the harsh environment here.

The fleeing races, except for those gathered in the Elf Forest, are the most gathered here.

The most of these races is the human race. Although there are alien races, they are not as obvious as the forest of elves. There are only three or five human beings exaggerating, and the overall ratio is four to one.

The darkness of the sky devours the only surviving bright scene on the other side, and they can also see it here. There is no difference between the mainland and the polar night now. Only by looking up at the farthest sky can people here feel something. temperature.

"Leader, don't we go to help the elves?"

There was a man with a serious tone, standing behind a young man with a cold face.

The young man shook his head: "It's too late, the tyrant's speed this time is as if he was angered, very fast. Even if he tried his best to rush over, it would be futile."

The black knight under the tyrant's command has the kind of devouring power that humans can possess.

That kind of power is taboo for any race on the continent.

……

The monarch on the throne, with his head down and drowsy, his eyes were covered by his hair as deep as ink, and he was sitting casually with one leg on top of the other, and his dangerous strength was restrained by his clothes. The overwhelming power made everyone below dare not speak out.

But there are standing people underneath, and many kneeling people, and each kneeling person has a sharp dagger on the deadly neck.

Finally, such a quiet atmosphere made the kneeling people feel uneasy to the extreme. One person cursed bitterly: "Tyrant! Kill believers, destroy idols, and you who betray the gods will go to hell!"

After cursing, he turned his head and was about to hit the dagger.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out.

His eyes were protruding, his vocal cords struggled to make broken syllables, his hands kept grabbing his neck, but nothing could be seen on his neck, instead there were bloodstains from his own scratches.

There seemed to be a force hanging around his neck, but he couldn't touch anything.

Theodore who was woken up raised his head, his thick ink-like brows and eyes were full of displeasure, and the bottomless eyes were full of thunder, and when he saw the struggling person, he was bored. Averted the line of sight.

The man scratched open the main artery in his neck.

The people below didn't seem to have seen such a tragic death, they were extremely quiet.

His Majesty has been in a very bad mood recently, even scarier than his moody appearance before.

Theodore was indeed a little angry recently, and his sleep quality was getting worse and worse, but what was even more annoying was that the scene in the church lingered on him like a nightmare for a long time.

How could a person like him have such a thing as a nightmare?

The corners of Theodore's scarlet lips twitched: "This time, the nobles have arrested many believers of evil gods."

The frightened kneeling man trembled and did not dare to make a sound.

Theodore didn't want to know whether these believers were true or not, or were they making use of the topic.

Since the god kept fiddling in his mind, it meant that he still had some energy left.

Now there is only one place in this continent that can provide faith to the other party.

Theodore stood up and said coldly: "A group of trash, tell the army, if they haven't arrived before I arrive at the Forest of Elves, there is no need to go there."

Many ministers turned pale.

Your majesty's mount can fly, but the army walks!

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