Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

The political struggle of the elves has always been fierce.

Not to mention that there will be a dark elven troop suddenly appearing in the center of the city, which is so tightly guarded. It is the queen’s husband, the true heir to the elven royal family, who will be assassinated in the most tightly guarded hall of the palace. .

The Elf Queen could have entered the Elf God System for immortality, but none of her children, the true heirs of royal blood, could take the position of the king.

The truly capable princes and princesses died inexplicably, especially the strongest princess who died during the journey. Everyone knew the murderous intent.

The living children, who are not capable, capable enough, and willing to grow the royal power, are all dead, so the queen never hates the daughter who married humans and gave birth to half-elves. Compared with humans, she and her offspring may Hate these nobles even more.

But the current situation is that once the queen leaves, the royal family may completely become a puppet.

In the world of Toril, it is still strength. There is no powerful king without the great noble patriarch, no matter what backing behind him, it is useless.

Otherwise, the queen's husband would not die so silently.

At the beginning, if it weren't for the outside world's perception that the queen who married the Elf King because of her beauty was not high in strength, it might not have been just a king who died in the first place.

But in the end, all the calculations were useless with the powerful strength shown by the later queen.

With so many grievances, it is no wonder that this queen, who can be regarded as the strongest of the elves, finally gave up immortality and immortality altogether, staying on Yongju Island and firmly guarding the power of the royal family.

The burial of the elves was over. They stood in front of the tombs of their teammates or friends, knelt down on one knee together, and bowed their heads in silence.

The unquenchable whimper sounded two or three times and was controlled. For the elves who never feared death, there would rarely be a weeping funeral.

They want to stick to the tradition, but they can't control the sad emotions, especially some of the more emotional female elves. Almost all of them use a machete standing on the ground to control themselves from falling to the ground.

A gust of wind blew by, and the wind bell sounded melodiously, seeming to sing a sad song for them.

With a soft sigh, a dozen golden lights appeared in the cemetery.

Lynn's eyes widened, and he knelt down on one knee. Although he was a priest of Miril, he also believed in the spirit of the gods. Although Hill didn't know who it was, it was obvious that he was also here.

Some copper-colored figures walked out of the forest and knelt down on one knee respectfully.

It really is a wood spirit!

Hill suppressed his curiosity, put his right hand on his chest, and bowed slightly to show respect.

All the elven gods appeared.

A middle-aged elf woman with her white hair tied into several braids, with a serious and sad expression on her face, sang the elf's tragedy.

She had wings with steel-gray feathers on her back, a gorgeous silver helmet without goggles on her head, and her elf chain armor gleamed.

This is Vandelya Gilmadeli, the **** of war of the elves, the goddess of strategy, sorrow, and law.

Although many people are concerned about her other identity, the daughter of Corylon and ex-wife Rose, and the little sister of the dark girl Elise Tsui who hopes to prevent her mother Rose from falling, and the brother of the masked master who fell with Rose. Velen was different. As a rare lawful neutral deity of the Elf God, Vandelya stood firmly on her father's side.

Vandelia can perceive the death of the life of every elf who died on the battlefield, can perceive the pain in the hearts of all surviving elves, and can perceive the sorrow of all those who have lost their loved ones in the war. .

When the elven gods entered Toril to welcome these heroic souls, only Vandelya felt the pain of the living people more.

Hill watched in silence.

He didn't understand why the elven gods would do this.

If you really think that these elven crusaders have the right to enter their kingdom of God, why not just let these silly children who died away from home return to Yongju Island.

No matter how cruel the fight between the queen and the nobles is, Hill doesn't think they dare to refuse the orders of the elven gods.

What's more, although Corellon did not appear directly, no one would think that this person did not pay attention to the matter here.

To allow these elves to come together, Corellon is probably greeting AO at this moment, otherwise, as the father of elves, he would not fail to come.

Vandelya's singing stopped, and the souls of the dead elves appeared on the cemetery.

The elven gods under the golden light began to leave with their followers.

Vandelya, who finally left, looked back at Hill and nodded to him.

Before these gods left, they all sent their own blessings to this cemetery, and also blessed Hill's territory by the way.

Moreover, they generously regarded this area as far as the Baojian Mountain Range as Hill's territory.

From then on, unless the elves and gods died together, it is estimated that only the devil and the devil would dare to trouble the small town of Aglaia.

With the blessing of the gods they believed in, the elven crusaders finally lifted their spirits, and no longer mourned for not being able to return to Yongju Island.

They want to take their companions back, not only to send them home, but also to hope that the souls of their companions can enter the kingdom of God.

No matter how extreme these elven crusaders are, their faith is absolutely pious.

What Yongju Island refused was not only the remains of the dead elves, but also the way they returned to the kingdom of God. This was the reason why the Elven Crusaders were defeated to despair.

But the appearance of the elven gods proves that the gods agree with their approach!

The elves who stood up were in the mood to decorate the graveyard of their comrades-in-arms.

Some elves who seemed to be the leaders walked over to communicate with the wood elves druids, and one of Lynn's cousins ​​was among them.

Hill asked Lynn who stood up beside him softly: "Is it dissatisfied with Yongju Island for the Elf God System to do this?"

"Yongju Island, a long time ago, it was impossible to get the blessing of the gods." Lynn whispered, "not to mention this cemetery where all the gods are blessed.

Now, it's the people over there to be jealous of us!"

"Hill, our brother, can I call you like that?" A swordsman in a blue and silver robe walked over, and Hill noticed the badge on his chest.

This is a rare shining swordsman, the sacrifice of the demigod Taslin Varadi.

The guardian of the swordsman and the sword chanter was the child of Corylon and his later wife Shahanni. He was neutral and kind and had a very good personality.

Shining Swordsman as his sacrifice, although rare, it is definitely a very powerful swordsman or swordsman who can work part-time, and Taslin does not have a pure priest.

Hill's eyes were in a daze. He did see the demigod just now. Before leaving Taslin, he even touched his priest's forehead with encouragement.

From the performance of the two children of Corellon, who could tell that he would still have the stupid son of the Elf King, Trahir?

But that one should be much older than Taslin.

Although Rose also hated Taslin, she only let her son and grandson deal with him.

The Elf King of Trashir was secretly born when Corylon and Rose were still together, did they?

"Hill!" Lynn elbows the distracted Hill.

"Is Hill curious about my identity?" The swordsman said frankly, "Indeed, there are very few followers of the Shining One outside. I am Ooster, Shining Swordsman."

"Hmm..." Hill said after hesitating, "You will have a chance to know why I am distracted. Of course, I do have the blood of the elves, and of course we are brothers."

Oster laughed, and patted Hill on the shoulder heavily. It was a brother, and he had something to say.

"This cemetery..." Oster said embarrassingly. "This cemetery is not big. No one but us would want to sleep here. But now..."

"Are you going to stay in Aglaia?" Hill asked.

"Of course stay here!" Oster said solemnly, "We will live here and sleep here. There is no need to miss things that are not worthwhile."

"The mayor of Aglaia is Lynn. When there were few people, he alone was enough, but in the future, it may be very lively here. Maybe the Elf Crusade is willing to become the garrison here?

It is possible to cooperate with the Paladins of Tyre. "

"That's okay!" Oster quickly understood what Hill meant. He also heard Lynn say that Hill would no longer admit outsiders to live in the town. The cemetery in that town was of course only for his own people. Turn on.

The elves scattered around all smiled.

Until the sky exploded in anger: "Mystra! You really dare to resurrect that Kelben? Is the dignity of the elves so meaningless in your eyes?"

All the elves lost their smiles, stood up slowly, and looked up to the sky.

Although I might have never heard this sound before, at the moment when the voice sounded, every elves understood from the heart that this was Corellon, their creator.

"Kelben did something wrong~www.wuxiamtl.com~ But the current situation requires a strong leader, otherwise, the plague and this Misdrono matter will not be so serious.

Corelon, please be forgiving! "

"Tolerance?" Corellon sneered. "Mystra, if he hadn't died, I would have settled it with you! Your voters despise the elf so much, is it your will?

Just wait!

midnight! "

Hill's eyes widened, and even Mystra's original name was called out. Is Corylon really going to turn his face?

Moreover, the black rod is now resurrected? Is Mystra crazy? Choose this time?

The elves' standing posture changed, and their hands clenched the weapons around their waists. As long as Corellon spoke, they would never spare their lives.

They understood that Corellon had waited until the funeral was over.