History moves forward.
The night elf tribe led by Umia began to grow stronger.
She united the three major tribes of water, light, and wind. The four tribes of the wizard are called "Dark Alliance" plus various strange medicines. The remaining seven tribes are in danger.
One hundred and thirty-five years in the era of divine creation.
Omega, the leader of the feather elves, united with the rest of the elves to form the "Natural Alliance" of the seven elves to resist the invasion together!
At this point, enter the alliance era.
Although the ancient war trees on both sides had the terrifying power of a sixth-order creature, enough to uproot a huge ancient tree and use it as a club to swing and sweep across, they were as slow as snails, unable to move, unable to run away from elves, and could only be used as long-range shooters.
The Night Alliance owns the fifth-tier night elf hero Umia.
The Natural Alliance has the fifth-tier unit of the Green Dragon.
Both sides have the only dexterity fifth-tier arms.
Logically speaking, the combat power of the Natural Alliance unites seven tribes and crushes the Night Alliance of four tribes, but under the guidance of Umia, it creates various tactical miracles.
Ambush, outflank, detour tactics, all kinds of admirable sword slant, actually made the two sides evenly matched.
One hundred and seventy-six years of the era of divine creation.
The two sides had a fierce confrontation in the Fenduoze Mountains.
Rumble!
Huge ancient war trees were moved to the front line and turned into terrifying pitchers, throwing boulders.
The ground shook, and huge potholes appeared one after another.
And the elves of the Natural Alliance don't have a single close-up fighter. They all hide in the trees and barriers in the distance and become archers. Now even Umia can't pass through the line of defense and release coercion on them. Beat alive into a sieve.
Whoosh whoosh!
Bows and arrows shot at each other from afar.
"Yumia..." Omega, the feather leader, is very talented. Her talent is unquestionable. She has led the elf army and conquered an ancient tree before, but at this time, she met a strong enemy.
As a result, we have to unite with other tribes now.
"Yumia, she seems to be omniscient and omnipotent. She possesses endless wisdom and can fight back everywhere. She is obviously a person, but it gives me a sense of facing endless wise men."
A leader's commanding wisdom style has always been the same, whether he is steady, or likes to take a slanted sword, or likes to take risks, but Umia is ever-changing, and it is really hard to imagine her next move.
boom!
Suddenly, the Ancient War Tree on the side of the night elves threw strange wooden barrels one after another.
"what is that?"
The elves on the side of the Natural Alliance, holding a bow and arrow, looked up in a daze.
"not good!"
Omega, the leader of the Feather Elf, was stunned for a few seconds, his face changed, and he roared suddenly, "I'm afraid what they threw... is Yumia's coercion!"
"The Ancient Tree of War! Crush it with stones! Don't let it get near the sky on our side!" Omega roared.
Boom!
One after another, the ancient war trees slowly lifted up the huge boulders and threw them fiercely, smashing the wooden cans in mid-air from a distance.
Boom boom boom!
One by one, the barrels were broken in the mid-air in the distance.
But after all, the reaction was a bit slow. A wooden jar was quickly shattered when it approached the sky of the Alliance of Nature. In an instant, a large number of terrifying auras rushed over.
Wow—
The aura formed a coercion like ripples, overlapping and spreading, and instantly covered a large group of elves, covering their eyes and noses and screaming.
The green dragon Jackson had a complicated face, and kept flying outwards, choking tears, with deep fear, "How could this coercion be stored? It's beyond common sense! It's such a terrifying breath, far surpassing that of dragons." Wei, even if I am a giant dragon, it is hard to resist."
"Retreat!" Omega put on the mask and roared hysterically.
the other side.
Umia wore a green cloak and took a deep breath, "Omega, the leader of the Feather Elf, is so quick to respond. I have a lot of knowledge about warfare that surpassed this era, but she noticed it and kept seeing it through. I am indeed a hero. If He was slow to react for a minute, and they were basically wiped out..."
"And the Feather Elves turned out to be elves with white wings, attacking in the sky with a bow and arrow. It feels like an angel. It's too incredible..."
What's even more exaggerated is that, unlike other elves, they actually live on an ancient elf tree!
How tall is the ancient elf tree
Straight into the sky!
The torso is very straight, like a column, and the branches begin to split after several thousand meters, which can build a tree house.
So other elves, no one can climb to live on it.
"Easy to defend but hard to attack. Feather elves live in thousands of ancient trees high above the sky. No one can attack them, only they fly down to attack others, and they call their eternal elf ancient trees... .the tree of heaven."
Mu Mu was in a daze.
She suddenly had the feeling of living in a distant prehistoric mythical age.
Perhaps in the future, the lineage of the feather elves will be called: angels
I am actually at war with the angels of ancient times!
In this war, the weak night elves once again created a miracle and turned defeat into victory.
Three days later, the night elf tribe.
"Now, their vitality is seriously injured. Even if they are much stronger than us, they dare not launch a war against us in a short time." Umia stood beside the moon well and said to the elves of the tribes.
After all, there are too many of their seven elf tribes, and it is really difficult to resist.
"To solve this problem, we can only study the cultivation method! We can't compare in numbers, we can only change in quality." She raised her eyebrows, "And now it's almost there."
The era of divine creation is two hundred and thirty-six years old.
Decades later, the small-scale wars between the two elf alliances continued, and they began to fall into peace.
In the eyes of the Natural Alliance, the seven tribes were united, and Yumiya had nothing to do with them, so they gradually fell into peace and began to feel at ease.
Little did they know, the crisis had already arrived.
"Finally succeeded!"
In Mu Mu's room, a lot of handwriting was researched, as if he had turned into an elf scholar, "The wizard world is to cultivate one's own spiritual power, and the ancient world is to sense the incense of heaven and earth. I combined it to cultivate my own spiritual power and sense the sky. energy!"
However, most of the energy has already been monopolized by the ancient tree of life, and less than one percent of the energy can leak into this world.
She also discovered that this kind of energy is highly poisonous, if it is too high, it will kill weak life forms, but the cultivation at such a low concentration is too slow.
"However, we don't need to absorb it. We can have a ready-made moon well, and an ancient tree can provide us with filtered cultivation energy." On this day, Umia announced, "Enter the cultivation era!"
The cultivation system was opened up, which is enough to record a day in the history of the world.
Countless fourth-order adult elves already had enough energy and were stuck in the realm for hundreds of years. After practicing at this time, in less than a month, they broke through in an instant and reached the fifth level.
A new war broke out again!
This is a one-sided war. Countless fifth-level elves rush out, and with the assistance of various medicines, the elves from other tribes are no match at all.
One by one the elf tribes fell, and the ancient tree of life guarded by their tribes was controlled and enslaved.
In the end, Omega, the feather elf, led a group of remnant elves of various races, and the feather elves flew one-on-one with them, hid in the sky, and entered the tree of heaven.
"It's so high that no one can get there."
At this time, Sirin has become an adult and has become Mumu's confidant. She said next to her, "Why don't we cut down this ancient elf tree? Then there will be no place for them to hide their remaining crimes."
"cannot!"
Umia flatly refused.
After studying the energy leaked from the leaves and sky, she realized that the energy concentration was too high and could poison all weak creatures.
They are eleven ancient trees of life, using their crowns to isolate and protect the creatures of the entire land.
Although the Ancient Tree of Life also has selfish intentions, this is undoubtedly a mutual benefit.
If this ancient tree of life is cut down, it is equivalent to the collapse of a building that supports the sky and the earth, and a big hole leaks in the sky, and the endless creatures in that piece of land begin to die out. Who will mend the sky
"The ancient tree of life is the foundation of this world. It can't fall down, it can only be enslaved. Now it can only be allowed to let their remnants go for a short time." She has no choice now.
But they can only reach the sixth level before they can fly into the air and fly to the tribe of feather elves. Once they take off their shoes, they can solve the final trouble!
"Eleven ancient elf trees, ten tribes have been unified by us!" On this day, the night elf hero Umia spoke to the night elf tribe, "Let's start building a nation."
The whole tribe is boiling!
"Jianguo!"
Numerous night elves and elves from various tribes wept with joy and hugged each other. They heard Yumia say countless times about the benefits of establishing a country, and they were full of longing for that civilized world.
The era of barbaric tribes that symbolizes the ancient tree war is over, and a new city-state epic begins.
"Yumia High Elf Chronicle" records:
[Yumia, open up the star system, conquer the ten ancient elf tribes, and establish the high elf empire of Umia]
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Time keeps going backwards.
The night elf tribe, invincible in the entire land, began to devote themselves to the development of civilization, and sent elf warriors to explore the borders of the world, and finally discovered a terrifying fact:
The exploration teams dispatched from the opposite direction unexpectedly gathered together.
"This world is actually a circle, and we are on a planet?"
Wearing a cloak and a golden crown on her head, she was sitting on the throne. She was heroic and charming. She was shocked when she heard the minister's words, "The third world is actually the environment of a planet? Similar to our earth The environment? Then the eleven ancient trees of life, and the sky covered by the leaves of the canopy, do they function as the ozone layer? To resist radiation and various harmful substances in the universe?"
In the end, she decided to develop civilization on this planet first.
The Great Elves of Umia began to create a complete currency system, unify the languages of various tribes, forge iron smelting, weave clothes, farm and plant, herd animals, and cultivate mounts.
Each of these fields has been devoted to research for a lifetime, but Umia, like an omniscient and omnipotent god, has easily developed it.
Gradually, she became omnipotent, and was worshiped, respected, respected, and deified by the major tribes.
Even some elf tribes began to build a black stone statue in the central pool of the town: a woman in a dark green cloak, wearing black high boots, wearing striped delicate gloves, holding a poison wheel weapon .
Umia has been regarded as a living god and has been given many titles: the god of elves, the watcher, and the song of shadows.
As for the entire night elf tribe, the rebuilt capital of the elf empire—Silvermoon City, there are Sirin and Jierna handling political affairs on weekdays, and Emperor Umia has been retreating, opening up new paths, and promoting various new things every time he appears. field of civilization.
The 7th year of the Umia Empire, March.
Emperor Umia ran among the ten ancient elf trees, and finally reached an agreement. The elves, the ancient trees of eternal life, controlled the leaves to cover the sky, forming a "magic net".
"You don't need to hand over the three layers of energy that your tribe usually donates to the Elf Empire. If you form a magic net with these three layers of energy, there will be no loss to you, but it will make the elves of your tribe fall in love with cultivation. "
The birth of the magic net is to perfect the rules for this world.
Before, only the night elves could cultivate. They used the tribute energy from the ancient elf trees and had the conditions to build a moon well. Although the other elves had obtained the cultivation system, they absorbed the leaked power of the stars, and their progress was almost negligible.
At this time, the establishment of the magic net means that all the major elves on the entire land can sense it, and even the major dragons, the hydra in the swamp, and various higher life forms can start to practice.
"It turns out that Emperor Umia, for the sake of other elf tribes, has been designing the magic net all these years, and even gave up a lot of energy to provide us with the elves of the various tribes to practice!"
"Aren't you afraid that we will rebel after we practice?"
"She is already the god of elves, and no one will rebel."
The elves of countless tribes are admiring.
Yumia may never have had selfishness. The reason for the war before was not to enslave them and plunder the energy of the ancient elf tree, but to bring civilization to them.
However, Yumia's actions have gradually aroused the dissatisfaction of the ancient dark night tree.
Its night elf tribe enslaved nine ancient elf trees that were supposed to provide it with energy, but now, that energy has been taken away privately.
However, she finally came down with An Nai.
Because Umia has opened up a cultivation system, their ancient elf trees can also start to cultivate and improve their own strength. Their ancient life tree is a seventh-order life, and the ancient war tree is a sixth-order life. Now it is only released to the outside. That's all, and more, they are all absorbing!
The 21st year of the Umia Empire, July.
The quiet and elegant palace of the Elven King.
The arched roof is inlaid with fine and dense green vine carvings, and the light white sunlight is sprinkled from the silhouette of the window, which is peaceful and quiet.
A beautiful elf wearing a golden crown sits calmly on the throne, eyes slightly closed, as if taking a nap.
"The Great Elf Emperor! The Almighty God of Elves! Your Majesty Umia!!"
Minnie, the elf minister, walked into the royal palace and stood on the carpet with fanaticism in her eyes.
"This is the elven code, which brings us power beyond the original, without the help of the body." On the throne, Umia opened her eyes, her figure was elegant and slender, and said lightly, "I have perfected it over the years. Today, It can be promulgated."
"Yes, Your Majesty Umia!"
Minnie got up, took the elven code, and left slowly.
Spells are the cultivation system that the Umia Elf Emperor has been developing and researching in recent years. It is said that he can use his own power and no longer rely on physical blows. It is a supernatural power that surpasses bows and arrows.
And now, it seems to have been thoroughly researched.
Minnie suddenly paused, turned her head and glanced longingly at Umia, the king of elves. This great elf god led the night elf tribe out of the predicament, created miracles, fought continuously, and established order and civilization for the elves.
She is leading a new era in the future.
More than a hundred years ago, when she was the only remaining leader of the night elf tribe, she was attacked by two tribes and was fighting for the survival of the tribe. Today, time flies, although she is close to dying of old age, she has witnessed a myth with her own eyes. The birth and growth of epic heroes stand on top of the world.
"Open up the cultivation system, build the magic net, and formulate the law code, what a great god this is!"
Minnie's body trembled, and she took small steps to leave.
It's just a pity that I am about to die of old age, and I can no longer follow this great existence.
"I'm leaving, the immortal His Majesty Umia, still leading our night elf tribe, not... the entire elf race, to the next glorious civilization," she walked in small steps, gently stroking the elf code.
Suddenly, she couldn't bear it anymore.
Under the bright sunlight outside the window in the corridor, she became short of breath, and slowly opened the first page of the "Elf Code" like a treasure. The golden light fell on the ink on the page, and the first paragraph of the prologue clearly read: "We Elves belong to nature, protect nature, and surpass nature!"