Chapter 213: The Day of Redemption Never Comes
Today I recommend to you a piano piece, "Exodus", played by Mr. Maxim, whom I like very much; This piece is magnificent, majestic, atmospheric, and melodious, and it is worth listening to-
"I ...... My name is Delaware? Withered leaves......" the golden elf groaned.
Yang Hai moved his feet, and Delaware got up from the ground, but fell down again halfway through, so he had to sit on the ground, hugging his knees, burying his head in the crook of his arm, shrunken and trembled, and looked at him in fear.
"Tell me clearly, what is the rule of cutting two pounds of meat for the newcomer." Yang Hai held back his sympathy and asked. He could hear that this golden elf's words were untrue, but he didn't know what the specific situation was.
"I ...... I was just...... I'm just bullying newcomers. Delaver said with difficulty, her pale lips looking like they might shatter like glass at any moment: "There is no such rule...... It's just that we occasionally cut each other's flesh in private to quench our thirst......" Delaver looked at the unpredictable expression, thinking that the terrible devil in front of him was angry, struggled for a moment, plucked up the courage to wail: "My lord! My lord! I really can't stand it, I didn't mean to deceive people! Don't punish me with that potion! Please! Please! β
"I can't stand it...... Yang Hai frowned: "I usually can't stand it, so I eat each other's meat?" β
"It's a last resort, my lord." Delaware burst into tears, her face full of shame: "I'm in pain...... If you don't eat flesh, you can only pluck the fruit of that thing...... The addiction will become bigger, more frequent, and more painful...... My father and my uncle are all dying of pain! β
Yang Hai looked at the golden elf with deep-set eye sockets and a withered expression, and snorted, still not surviving his sympathy. I threw a bottle of potion over.
"Drink it, go back to sleep, the pain will be much less, believe it or not." Yang Hai said, "Let's go." β
The three men left Drava there, and Kakuluchia asked in amazement, "By the way, do you have an antidote?" Was that what it was? β
"It's just a bottle of hallucinogens that relieves pain, and it's not an antidote at all." Yang Hai said thoughtfully: "This golden oak tree is really a bit of a doorway. Do you know the truth? Rarely can anything directly inflict such a level of trauma and pain on the soul, and the recipe for an antidote to this must be particularly complex. If I didn't have the samples and the time, I wouldn't have been able to do it. β
"That is, you need samples, you need the fruit of the Golden Oak?" Kakuluchia asked.
"Yes, that's not to say." Yang Hai said: "I have an idea, Tumen, and I need your help." β
"Huh?" Tumen was at a loss: "How can I help?" β
"Pretend to be one of those addicted golden elves, go get me some Golden Oak fruit." Yang Hai suggested: "Otherwise, it will be difficult for the two of us to get the fruit. β
"But......" Tumen hesitated.
"Do you still want to save your people?" Yang Hai asked.
Tumen stared into Yang Hai's eyes.
The situation did not allow him to argue, and Tumen lowered his head. Agreed-
They walked through the near-deserted village towards the Optimus Tree.
"Sure enough, there is always danger lurking under the beautiful surface." Kakuluchia looked at this magnificent plant with emotion: "If you only look at the appearance, who would have thought that such a seemingly almost sacred and majestic being could be so evil? β
"We can't move on." Yang Hai looked at the few golden elves around him who always looked here: "We are like fireflies at night now, and we will attract attention wherever we go." Further on......"
They turned into the alley and climbed onto a roof.
"Float a wizard's eye past?" Kakuluchia asked.
"No, the magic of the Golden Oak can interfere with your eyes, suppose. The Golden Oak does have a mind of its own, and may be able to confuse your magic eye into seeing what it wants you to see. It's too dangerous to even use it to charm you directly. β
"So what to do?"
"The Hunter's Eagle Eye is undisturbed." Yang Hai said: "Tumen, you use the Eagle Eye Technique to see, I will hold the hands of the two of you and hold it tightly, we will share the vision in the soul vision of Tumen." β
Tumen activates Hawkeye, a skill that is difficult to counter, unlike the Wizard's Eye, which is susceptible to many restrictions. Because the eagle's eye is a kind of enhancement of the hunter's own vision, as long as the hunter who has tamed the large bird of prey can understand and master, after using this spell, the hunter will lose his near vision, but can see hundreds of yards away, which is a very practical detection spell.
Yang Hai felt as if he had suddenly turned into an eagle soaring in the Nine Heavens, his vision drifted away with the wind, and the people under the golden oak tree became clearly visible in an instant, but the color of this vision became a little blurred.
As the field of vision gradually zoomed in, the voice began to be hazy.
Yang Hai saw an old man with a wrinkled face standing under the golden oak tree with a cane, and was softly asking a young golden elf something, he held his breath and heard the conversation between the two people.
"Are you up to your mind?" The old man asked.
"Yes, Elder." The young golden elf lowered his head, with a guilty but relieved look on his face: "My mother fed me with her blood in order to make me survive, but ...... But...... She refuses to eat my flesh, and is weakened to ...... It can't go on like this. I don't want her to leave, please allow me to bring back the fruit of the Golden Oak to her. β
"If your mother has made a choice, you should respect her." The elder said softly.
"Respect? How to respect? The young man could not control his emotions and roared: "She's going to die!" When she had a seizure, she refused to even show a painful look, but she was about to die of pain! I'm going to be tortured to death by this damn thing! β
"It was an honorable thing for her to decide not to compromise with 'that being' and to use her own death as an expression of resistance." The Elder's voice was still faint, sounding unusually cold.
"Patriarch Bashar said that choosing death is something that only the most cowardly people do." The young man roared.
"It was Bashar who brought us this misery and hell." The elder's voice finally made a wave: "Now are you going to listen to his ridiculous teachings again?" β
"But what is the point of what we do if we can't live?" The young man trembled and asked, "Is it here, year after year, day after day, to endure suffering, just to protect the glory of the ancestors?" We survive because we believe that one day, we can be redeemed, and if we lose our lives, what is the point of salvation? β
"Let's face it, my child." The elder whispered, "This hell is the only one we are carrying, the day of redemption...... and a hint of mockery appeared on the elder's wrinkled face, "Who will come to redeem our sinful demons?" β
"Say whatever you want." The young man's face had a look of determination: "I won't watch my mother die." Give me the fruit of the golden oak. β
"It's not your mother's will, and I won't agree to it."
"Then it's my own addiction, and I need the fruit of that thing." The young man didn't give an inch: "You still don't give it to me?" β
The elder was silent for a long time, but in the end he didn't say anything, just raised his cane.
He tapped twice on the massive root, and an acorn fell from the tree with a golden starry glow.
The young man bent down with difficulty and picked up the fruit, and the elder stopped talking, but turned his back.
"It's getting a little troublesome." Tumen muttered, "There are not many people in this village, and the elder seems to know everyone, so we can't cheat the fruit." β
"Hmph, that elder is full of lies." Yang Hai said, "We'll go over now." β
"What are you going to do, Erudito?" Tumen was taken aback.
Yang Hai didn't answer, just jumped off the roof and ran all the way towards the golden oak tree. Tumen and Cakulucia had to follow.
Yang Hai walked very fast, and Kakuluchia had to use spells to hurry up to keep up.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON, POSEIDON?" The big boss gasped and asked.
"There's something wrong with that elder." Yang Hai said: "Hurry up, hurry up." β
The golden oak was surrounded by hesitant golden elves, who were reluctant to leave the alluring golden light, and who did not want to give in to the golden oak from the bottom of their hearts, so they lingered here and refused to leave, suffering day after day, year after year, and each time they gave in, they became more perverse and disgusted with themselves. These golden elves looked at the three people who were running wildly in surprise, but Yang Hai ignored these gazes and ran directly to the front of the golden oak.
The young man was bowing and thanking the elder when he felt a tap on his shoulder, and the young man turned around, feeling a light in his hand, and immediately realized that the fruit of the golden oak had been snatched.
He was so shocked that he was about to question the visitor, when he was shocked to find that what was in front of him was not a golden elf, but a ...... Foreigners. He was born and raised here, and had only seen the most heinous poachers who had been brought here, but the young man instinctively felt that this foreigner was very different from the poachers.
"Who are you?" The elder frowned and asked in a low voice.
"I should ask that." Yang Hai squinted his eyes, took the Book of Eternity from behind his back, and unfolded the scroll. "Who are you?"
"I am the elder of the Golden Elves, and outsiders are forbidden to enter hereβ" Before the elder could finish speaking, the silver light of truth suddenly exploded from the Book of Eternity, and the elder let out a long scream and fell to the root vine of the golden oak.
"This body is the elder of the Golden Elf Clan, but the flame of the soul has long been extinguished." Yang Hai looked at the elders who were still struggling, narrowed his eyes and said, "Those who lie will be severely punished." (To be continued......)