The elves in the world of Ilgona have lost a lot of information from ancient times. The oldest history they know is only a few thousand years ago. At that time, the first generation of elven dynasties was founded among the thousands of lakes in the northern plains of the Origin Mountains. Because of many Wars, dynasties were destroyed and rebuilt. It was not until hundreds of years ago that the fourth dynasty, the last elven dynasty, established its capital on the flat-topped mountain of the Origin Mountains that everything gradually stabilized.
However, due to the war, countless materials were lost. They may have been burned in the library, or they may have been cleared by the crazy emperor's order. The biggest damage to historical documents was the arrival of the Stone Demon in the Capital of Knowledge 147 years ago. In Bay City, the raging monsters killed most of the elves in the city and destroyed almost all the stored data inside. At that time, the royal family was fighting openly and secretly for the position of prince, and they had no time to pay attention to this place. Even disaster relief was extremely perfunctory. , this behavior of clearly treating the people as nothing has angered all the remaining residents of Bay City. They simply raised the flag of rebellion, vowing to overthrow this decadent dynasty and protect their own world.
Seventy years after that day, seventy years ago today, the last dynasty was overthrown by the Bay City rebels, the prototype of today's Gulf Federation, and the last burning of historical materials also occurred - the last elven royal family burned the royal book All the information in the museum, countless precious magic books and historical documents were burned to the ground. For this reason, the Federation had to embark on a new path of magic technology.
And many myths, and even history, were permanently lost in the fire.
But Urken was different.
Urken Ulanor benefited from the education of his parents who were residents of the City of Knowledge and his family background. There are countless histories and myths in his memory that the new elves do not know. For example, there is something about the thing in front of him. The myth of a big tree.
—It may not even be a myth.
In an era that was so long ago that there was no writing and that the language had not yet been formed, the earliest elves migrated from the plains to the forests. They may just be because the food in the plains was not enough to support the tribe's consumption, or there may be other reasons, but none of them are important. , What's important is that in the center of the forest, between the water veins surrounded by countless lakes, they discovered an extremely huge tree, like a pillar supporting the world.
There are countless creatures living around this giant tree. They are gentle in nature and only feed on the leaves of the giant tree, so they did not attack them. When they came under the giant tree, the ancestors of the elves curiously tried to eat these fallen leaves. , but were surprised to find that these leaves were more delicious than all fruits. After eating, they even felt that their whole bodies were purified and their physical condition improved.
As a result, this tribe settled under the giant tree. They occasionally went fishing and hunting, but most of the time they ate the leaves of the giant tree. During several years of exploration, they also discovered that the leaves of the giant tree were not always available. It has the effect of strengthening the body every year, probably once every two years, or once every three or four years, and only when winter passes and spring comes, for about a week, do the leaves have the ability to strengthen the body. .
The first time they met, it was just good luck, but even so, it did not prevent this tribe from treating the giant tree as a god and praying and worshiping it every day. Over thousands of years, due to the improvement of the giant tree's physical fitness, the newly born The elves have stronger magical talents and dexterous bodies than their ancestors. Their ears have gradually become longer than their ancestors, and their appearance has become more and more beautiful. The sacred tree has also gradually grown due to countless people's continuous prayers for thousands of years. Has some more magical abilities.
Until this time, the elves are elves, the sacred tree is the sacred tree, and the belief in the mother tree is determined by this.
Logically speaking, there should be a continuation of the myth at this point, but all subsequent legends, or history, have been lost. Through the fragments of fragments in the books, Urken only knows that his ancestors walked out of the forest after the tribe expanded. , they met other races. After wars or cautious contacts, the races communicated with each other, and the elves developed a prosperous civilization and a vast territory.
But everything ended with a prophecy.
-The ignorant open the door to the end, and the death of all things is imminent.
The history after that is all blank.
Shaking his head, Urken threw all this behind his mind.
If someone who knows more history and more information comes here, he might guess some truths hidden in the darkness, such as how the legendary elven kingdom fell and how their elves came to be. They arrived on this continent, but the red-haired elf didn't know and didn't care.
Step by step closer to the huge stone tree shining with green light, Urken felt the increasingly rich magic element. This is an elemental power that is far stronger than the outside world, and even stronger than the magic surplus areas such as Sigma Volcano. Here, An ordinary fireball is probably comparable to a pyroblast, and a chain lightning can create a lightning storm-like effect.
The closer he got, the more insignificant he could feel. When the elf came to the giant tree, he looked left and right, and could no longer see the curvature of the giant tree. The huge lithified tree body was already towering like a side. The sky was blocking him like a city wall. Urken felt that there was a gust of wind around him. A gust of fresh wind was surrounding his side, allowing his tired body to rest for many days, and even his spirit was exhausted. Relieved a lot.
"I hope the mother tree can respond to me this time..."
Taking a deep breath, Urken closed his eyes, then stretched out his hand and pressed it on the huge stone tree.
Seventy years ago, when he first came here and saw the giant tree for the first time, Urken knew that this must be the mother tree in elven myths and legends. He finally understood why the last elven dynasty struggled for several generations to survive. Despite the hardships, the capital must be located here, because the origin of the elves is here, and this is where the civilization's beliefs and totems are.
Although I don’t know why, this sacred tree that was supposed to grow among the forests and thousands of lakes is sleeping underground, but in any case, with this giant tree, the descendants of the elven royal family will have talents that far exceed other elves. , and has many countless benefits.
As for why the sacred tree is not publicly displayed to all elves to prove the authority of his royal power, this is beyond Urken's guess. The red-haired elf feels that if he had known about the existence of the mother tree in the early days of the uprising, many of his companions would have known about it. If they choose to give up, they will never have the courage to face the totem that has been deeply rooted in their hearts.
But everything has passed, and at this point, no one will stop.
Of course, back then he was curious enough to touch this sacred tree that gave birth to a civilization.
But what shocked the red-haired elf was that due to his touch, the stone layer on the sacred tree actually trembled.
Layers of green light lit up on the stone layers, forming bright lines like tree branches. With the fresh wind blowing suddenly, the entire underground cave was covered with grass in an instant, and the fragrance of dew and vegetation spread all around. Make Urken think he is in a dream.
And at that moment, a voice that seemed to be spoken by countless people at the same time suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Leader of a new era."
This voice was extremely sacred, gentle, and had layers of ethereal echoes. It said softly: "Are you the king of elves of this generation?"
Although he was shocked, Urken also maintained a trace of reason. Facing the sudden visions and sounds, he solemnly said in his heart: "No, I am not a king. The elves will definitely not have any kings in the future. I , just an ordinary person leading everyone forward."
"You embody the beliefs of many people."
This voice was undeniable. It did not express any opinion on Urken's statement: "No matter what, you must be an outstanding person leading an era... Your heart is very tough, enough to carry our will, and it meets the requirements."
"Sign a contract with us."
After a moment of silence, the voice said this. At the same time, invisible pressure began to spread. The huge stone tree trembled slightly, causing the entire underground cave to shake. Urken's subconscious warning was shaken by a heavy When it almost collapsed under the pressure, it said in a serious and sacred tone: "On behalf of the elves, sign this contract with us that has lasted from ancient times to this day..."
"But you... who are you?"
In the face of the sudden surge of pressure, Urken struggled to hold on and spat out scattered words from his mouth. He felt that the other party was not targeting him, but because his own existence was too powerful, as long as he was serious, he would involuntarily This forced him, a weak elf, to this point.
"Representative of the elves, you can call us the souls of the forests."
"And what is in front of you is the sages and kings of the past generations, as well as the will of the mother tree."
"We are the protectors of the elves and the barrier that protects the people of nature. A new reincarnation has begun, and new contracts and moments are about to come."
"As long as the elves don't forget the mother tree, the mother tree will definitely protect the elves."
Countless different voices echoed in Urken's mind at the same time, but he miraculously heard all the words clearly.
"I see... Is that so... The mother tree has always existed, and has always been by our side..." The red-haired elf's eyes were distracted, and he murmured to himself, but in the next moment, Urken's eyes returned to firmness: "Although I don’t know if I’m qualified, but I’ll still try.”
"I, Urken Ouranos, in the name of the leader of the Gulf Rebel Army, on behalf of the current elves... sign this contract!"
And just when he said these words, a sigh of relief echoed throughout the huge underground cave.
Ethereal and sacred sounds echoed.
"In the name of the sky, the earth, the sea and the world, this oath will never be broken."
What happened seventy years ago is happening again now.
Just when Urken, who was already much older, touched the Tianyuan Sacred Tree for the second time, just when he felt that the mother tree had completely fallen asleep and would no longer respond to him, a gust of wind blew up.
Not just underground caves.
The guards standing on the ruins of the capital of the last elven dynasty were driving airships to attack the stone demons that were emerging from the mountains. They faced the strange strong wind and fought against many monsters because the commander had not returned yet. , so they refused to leave.
But even so, more and more stone demons are gradually occupying the entire ruins. Even if the commander returns, there will definitely be no way to survive. There are even many traces of flying stone demons in the distance. Some people are beginning to hesitate. If you continue to wait, you should obey the commander's final order and escape as soon as possible before danger comes.
While they were still arguing.
A wind of harmony blew from an unknown place.
This wind was neither urgent nor slow, but was not affected by any other wind. It wiped out the violent wind caused by the turmoil of magic power in the air, and swept away the stone demons on the ground. In an instant, all the stone demons were They stopped running, green vines and grass grew on their bodies, and the flying stone demons in the distance also fell one after another.
Starting from the ruins of the royal capital, all the haze in the entire Origin Mountain Range was swept away. Just like the fresh wind blowing through the grass and trees in the summer forest, all the stone demons turned into stone sculptures and stopped moving. The guards on the airship were stunned, they had no idea what was going on.
At the same time, Urken heard a familiar voice in his mind.
"The leader of the new era, the King of Elves."
That voice was as ethereal and sacred as ever, as if it were the echo of countless people: "You want it, what do you want?"
So, why are elves and dwarves not reproductively isolated from humans...
And dear readers, there is really no need to wait. It is not a pleasure to wake up after sleeping and watch updates...
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