The Elven King stood in front of a giant tree not far from the Elven King's Court, and trees of this size abound in the Starry Moon Forest, which was full of 'natural' aura.

However, the giant tree in front of him was different from other towering trees, and that was its ability to connect two places.

This pair of seeds is now the last pair, and after planting it, they no longer have a stock, because the technology to make the trees has long been lost.

However, it is conceivable that their ancestors once followed the same path as they are now, and they also gained power by modifying some creatures...... It's like what the Arcanists used to do with 'test subjects'!

After all, they still became the most disgusting appearance of themselves, but fortunately, not many people knew the truth of the original situation.

Although the life span of elves is long, it will eventually come to an end, and many elves who know the original truth have passed away one after another with the passage of time - they are not like the 'mortal' race of humans, they are born with 'extraordinary' blood, and even if they become extraordinary, it is difficult to extend their lifespan.

Unlike the other trees, the trunk of the giant tree in front of the Elven King is hollow, and through a thick 'film' like a curtain of water, you can see the scene on the back of the giant tree.

In front of the Elven King, there was a staircase that connected the hollow tree trunk, and around the giant tree, four stairs connected to the ground.

The stairs are formed by intertwined tree roots, and they may seem fragile, but when you actually step on them, you realize that they are so stable that even a dragon will not necessarily collapse if you stand on them.

This belongs to the former glory of the elves, and although the glory of many years ago has dissipated, their ancestors still protect them.

Otherwise...... Nor will there be this last pair of seeds that will set them on the path to regain their glory!

"King, everything is ready!"

A respectful voice came from behind the Elven King, and the Elven King silently looked back to see that his well-dressed courtiers had placed the 'gift' on the back of the three docile Earth Dragons, who were munching on the grass with their heavy heads down.

"Did you notify the other side?" the Elf King asked faintly.

Isis, the deputy head of the Guards Legion, who is also the captain of the guard responsible for the safety of the Elf King's trip this time, hung her head slightly and replied softly, "It has been notified." ”

"Let's go...... then"

The Elven King raised his scepter and pointed forward, "Go to the realm that is willing to lend a hand and pull us out of the mire!"

Although he had great confidence in the ancestor's technique, the guards were still a little uneasy, and the two elven soldiers stepped into the teleportation passage one step ahead of the elf king, and waited for a moment in front of the passage 'door', the elf king took a light breath, took a step, and stepped into it.

Isis, as the captain of the guard, walked side by side with the Elven King, and was even half a step faster than him.

Walking into the 'teleportation channel', the Elf King felt that there was nothing under his feet, his feet were already suspended from the ground, and in front of him was a colorful curtain, time and space were stretched and stretched around him, but after the shock, he felt that everything in front of him was just an illusion.

His thoughts swirled in his mind, as if a thousand years had passed, and yet all this was just his delusion.

When the chaotic brilliance of the bells and whistles in front of him gradually recovered, the Elf King felt as if he had returned to the Starry Moon Forest in a trance, but the magical 'taste' that permeated the atmosphere was completely different, which made him deeply puzzled.

"Welcome to the Duchy of the Winds of Sorrow!"

A soft voice suddenly sounded in the Elven King's ears, causing his body to tense up instantly, and he suddenly looked up.

In the midst of the greenery, the human team stood out.

The two people at the head, a man and a woman, the man is tall and handsome, but there are two dark and hideous dragon horns on his head, and the pair of dark yellow vertical pupils can make people's hearts frost and cold just by looking at them.

And the woman was wearing a strange black and white dress, tall and tall, with an 'ordinary' countenance, and a faint smile floating on her face.

Although her appearance is 'ordinary', the cunning hidden in her eyes adds a lot to her.

Isis drew two scimitars and stood in front of the Elven King vigilantly, her suspicious gaze scanning the human team that had suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Isis, lay down your arms!"

"Lord Isis, please stop!"

Several voices sounded at the same time, causing Isis to be stunned for a moment, and looked sideways at the Elven King in confusion.

The Elven King shook his head and walked past Isis, "That's Serena, the head maid, and the Grand Duke of Cervantes. ”

That is the legendary chief maid and the Grand Duke of the Black Dragon?

Isis was startled for a moment, but now was not the time to be stunned, she hurriedly followed the footsteps of the Elven King, withdrew her weapon, and was half a step behind to guard the surroundings.

"Go ahead. ”

Serena smiled and waved her hand, and the soldiers and civil servants who had systematically learned elven etiquette streamed out of the ranks behind her, bypassing the elven kings and walking towards the giant tree.

The two elven soldiers and Isis followed closely behind the elven king, slowly walking towards the two rulers of the Duchy of Sorrow.

After the elven king stood still, the two sides saluted each other, but the etiquette on the elf side was a little cumbersome.

The Elven King raised the scepter flat in front of him with both hands, and whispered softly, rejuvenating the dead branches at the top of the scepter, which stretched out and produced a few green shoots, which then stretched and bloomed, and the lush leaves appeared at the top of the scepter.

The Elven King leaned over slightly, and Isis took a deep and nervous breath.

Although she had known that there would be such a show, she would still be moved by it.

Isis stretched out her calloused ten fingers, gently snapped the tender branch at the top of the scepter, and held the broken branch in both hands and walked in front of Serena.

"The royal scepter is made of a dead branch of the Mother World Tree, which is still alive, and although the branch spawned in this way is not as good as any leaf of the Mother World Tree, it is the most precious proof of identity that our elves can give to foreign races now. ”

The Elven King's gaze withdrew from the broken branch, and fell to the maid's face, which could only be regarded as 'ordinary' among the elves, and said sincerely: "Chief Servant Serena, please accept it." As long as you hold this branch, you will have power second only to me and the elders in the forest of stars and moon, and this branch has already remembered your breath, no one but you can take it away, and no matter what happens, it will return to your hands. ”

Even before they took the branch, Serena and Cervantes already felt the tremendous vitality contained in it.

The World Tree of Assatom has long withered - while the Elves still believe that their 'Mother Tree' will be reborn in the distant future, that does not change the fact that the World Tree has withered.

This is probably the most precious gift that the elves can give today, because every time it is given, the vitality in the scepter will be reduced, and the vitality contained in this branch is probably richer than a whole pool of youth spring water.

As long as you keep it around, you can slow down aging, and regulate the body, slowly heal injuries, if you channel the vitality in the branches, I am afraid that even the powerful legendary dragon Cervantes is on the verge of death, and can also pull him back to the world from the River Styx.

And not just once, but three times!

According to Serena's calculations, this life force can make Cervantes 'die and come back to life' at least three times!

This gift is so precious......

But fortunately, she has already prepared a 'return gift'!

The maid took the branch without any burden, raised her head and smiled: "Your Majesty the Elf King, I believe that you have come to the Principality of Sorrow this time, not just to give us this great gift, please, the road to Wende City is here!"

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