The Rise of the Cemetery

The three of them change color at the same time, and a flash of flash escapes the scope of the ice breath.

The two legendary war fighters didn't matter. Although the Holy Order had come out smoothly, the clothing corner had been stained with a layer of light blue, and the crystal frost flowers were looming.

"I'm sorry, but the mount I just subdued is a little difficult to control. I'm offended, I still hope a lot of haihan!" Li Xun on the back of the dragon smiled with a smirk on his face. The movement was unambiguous.

The three human powerhouses just glared, and the frost dragon Terence crouching over the worm corpse opened his mouth slightly, and the biting cold wave swayed, and he instantly frozen everything under him in the blue ice. in. The blood demon and Fakkans on the dragon's back smiled constantly, watching the three men's eyes overflowing.

One legend and one legend!

The eyes of the three strong human beings were fixed, and the idea of ​​partnering to teach each other was gone.

If there is no legend around the opponent, then conflict will inevitably be crushed. In this way, it is all in the hands of one's own. But there are legends around each other, so the result of the conflict is hard to predict.

It's not appropriate to fight in the elves' ground. And the three strong men don't belong to the same force, so it's hard to say if they can fight together. So the three strong human beings sneered, and turned their heads and ran away elsewhere when they stopped talking.

After frightening his opponent, Li Xun and Gorefid quickly gathered up a few corpses that had already been sighted, and then turned back to the embassy with satisfaction. In the process, Li Xun could feel that the emerald dragon flying high above the sky had been staring at himself.

Yes! It was staring at himself, not the frost dragon at his feet.

That meaningful gaze made Li Xun a little restless, always feeling that the other party seemed to see through something!

Emerald Dragon? It seems that they have to check their information after going back!

With this unrest, Li Xun plunged into the embassy and never looked up again.

After the disappearance of Li Xun, the Emerald Dragon also patted a huge dragon wing, turned around and swayed straight up, and rushed straight into the oldest tree in the center of the green city. This is an ancient tree of life that has reached more than 9,000 years of age. If it were not for its existence, Green City could not become a high elf settlement city second to the holy city by elves.

The Emerald Dragon hovered in a green shade, passed through countless large tree paths that could accommodate two carriages in parallel, and also passed through countless exquisite and elegant elf cabins. Finally, on the top of the ancient tree nearly 300 meters from the ground, a sacred and elegant natural temple appeared in front of it.

And the high priest Idriel of the temple was silently waiting in front of the temple.

The huge body of the Emerald Dragon landed on the square, and the roaring wind and wind raged. But when these strong winds swayed in front of the quiet and serene high priest, they unconsciously transformed into a breeze, gentle and kind.

"Dear Lord Laurochem, welcome you!"

Idriel deserves to be a high priest in the elven clan, a spokesperson for natural will, and her soft jaws signaled that even the dragon clan, who has always been known for her slowness, could not be ignored.

"Hello, my old friend, the guardian of nature. In response to your call, I am here!"

The emerald dragon Lao Luo Kemu bent down as much as possible, lowering his voice, but the strong air flow from the nose during the "whispering" conversation still rolled up a vortex around the body. If this is not a temple of nature, if the high priest of Idriel is not blessed by the sacred power of the temple, I am afraid that with her elven signature slim figure, it would have been blown out.

"Laurokem, since you still call me an old friend, then I will not pretend." Idriel smiled bitterly: "After you came, you also saw the situation of the Green City. Here It has become no longer safe! Although we have established a line of defense within 200 miles, but looking at today's situation, those bugs have found a way to bypass the line of defense. "

The Emerald Dragon didn't interrupt, but just listened in silence.

"The Zerg's offensive is getting more and more fierce. We have lost all our eyes and ears in the southwest direction and stepped back step by step, unable to stop the attack of the worms."

"What about the holy city? Isn't the elven king's court still planning to stay in the holy city and give up its assistance to the green city?" Laurochem couldn't help but ask: "If so, old friend, why don't you give up earlier Green City? In this way, the power of the entire elven race can be coagulated together, and maybe it will be able to carry this pest. "

"Laurokem, you don't understand!" Idriel's smile grew bitter: "When we first discovered this group of Zergs, they only occupied a small area of ​​less than a hundred miles, and all Zergs added It ’s only 20,000 or 30,000. Unfortunately, at that time, our power was too scattered, and we did n’t concentrate on the first time to destroy them. Now, after only a few months of effort, they have occupied nearly 4,000 square kilometers of forest in the southwest of the Elven Continent 'S troops ... can already be called overwhelming! "

"You mean they continue to grow and expand?" The Emerald Dragon understood what she meant.

"My worries stem from this. If we make more concessions and let them grow stronger, then it is not a good idea to gather all the elves' strength to retreat to the tightly defended Silver Moon Holy City."

"Yes. If your concerns are right, retreating to the holy city means giving up tens of thousands of square kilometers of huge land. I am afraid that there will be ten times more terrifying enemies in front of the forest tribes! "The emerald dragon's amber-shaped vertical pupil couldn't help but shrink slightly:" Edriel, since you have such worries, didn't you convey your meaning to the Holy City? They ... "

"They already know all this!"

"So what do they mean?"

"Although they knew all of this, they did not have the determination to make a huge sacrifice for it. Green City is not a city suitable for defense, so based on this base and the Zerg fight, the casualties of the elves will be unimaginable. . "

"So what are they going to do?"

"The high elves in the king's court have contacted all the races they can contact, and even the humans of the feud are invited. They want to build a strong fortress that is not falling around the holy city, and the green city ... The city has become an abandoned child who delays time. "

"They have decided to give up the Green City?" The huge head of the Emerald Dragon stood high, and the tone couldn't help but octave higher: "This is where the ancient tree of life Ankara grows, and it is the second highest rank among your elves. The ancient tree of life is second only to the one in the holy city. How dare they ... how willing ...

Laurochem murmured uncontrollably, full of disbelief.

You know, the ancient tree of life is a place where the elves can never give up the origin of life. According to legend, many noble blood elves were born from ancient trees of life. In the elven classics, the ancient tree of life is raised to a lofty position concerning the survival of the elven race.

According to the ancient tradition of elves, every elf must hold a prayer ceremony to return to the ancient tree of life. In this way, the dead elf can be transformed into a leaf on the old tree of life again, and once again merge into the embrace of the great nature.

Therefore, the ancient tree of life is a symbol of the prosperity and prosperity of the elves, and its position in the mind of the elves is unparalleled.

So at first glance heard that the elven king's plan to give up an ancient tree of life ranked second in the elven clan, the emerald dragon Lao Luo Kemu couldn't help but exclaimed.

"They are not completely giving up Ankara." Idriel's bitter smile today is particularly high: "When the situation is most critical, they will send three elf elders to perform magic rituals to force Ankara to forcibly breed the seed of life as its continue."

The Emerald Dragon is sad.

"Since the elven king's court is such an attitude, what about the natural temple?" Raulokem suddenly remembered something: "You are one of the three remaining high priests of the elven tribe, can't you put a little pressure on the elven king's court through the temple? ? What are the priests of the Holy City busy with? "

"They are very busy now!" Idriel sighed melancholy: "They are still busy holding the grandest prayer ceremony, praying to the great mother of nature for blessing and guidance, where is there time to listen to the green city the sound of!"

"No wonder I haven't seen many elf mages and druids here. It turns out that they all went to the holy city for divination. Huh, how many times have we dragon wise men warned you, so unscrupulously overdrawn the power of destiny to get the sporadic future Fragments will only trigger the rebirth of fate. Your elf tribe has built their safety on the illusory divination and prophecy too. If it is not the fate of fate, your ancient elf empire ... "

Listening to the indignant accusations of the old friend Emerald Dragon, Idriel, the elven clan priest, shook his head helplessly and sighed. She understood everything the old friend said, but this has become a chronic disease of the elven clan. Whenever there is a major event in the elven tribe, and at the moment that determines the future destiny of the elven tribe, the high elves who control the elven tribe can't help but want to borrow the magical power of fate.

This of course allows the elves to always occupy the safest and most secure path of development in the long river of history, but it also makes the elves become the greatest enemy of the power of fate. Indiscriminately prying into the development of destiny and changing the trajectory of destiny without restraint, this caused the elven empire to fall rapidly at its peak moment, and was replaced by the later human beings.

Once upon a time, the elves had vowed not to rely on the power of fate to maintain their own existence. This was the only way to recuperate and rest in the elven continent for thousands of years. But today, when the elven tribe is facing the genocide, some high elves can't help but again play the idea of ​​the power of fate.