Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 538: Sorrowful Elf 10 Character Army

Lynn packed up and took his cousins ​​onto the boat, and Aglaia appeared in mid-air, softly chanting blessings.

A statue of a girl in a long skirt in the sky stands on the bow with an exquisite ball in both hands.

Although there are not many wind laws in charge of Aglaia, it can only increase or decrease the speed of the ship, but for Lynn, defense is more important.

The white clouds that appeared around the magic ship shrouded the skirt corners of the girl statue's feet.

These cloud layers at least ensure that the ship will not be directly smashed in mid-air.

Hill watched the magic ship go away, clenching his hands, and softly wishing Lynn a safe return.

He couldn't say anything else, the fate of Myth Drano was already doomed, and all they could do was save the survivors.

Lynn has actually received the message he gave, and when they reach Myth Dronor, they will probably only have time to clean up the mess and fight the subordinates of the surviving Great Arcanist by the way.

The Great Arcanists certainly won't die much, but the first reaction of those who survive is definitely to run for the Nishite scroll in the Warlock's tower.

For this matter, even the ghost city that has guarded them for thousands of years has been sacrificed, and they will never give up the Nishite Scroll.

When the Harper's news came again, Hill estimated that Lynn had just flown halfway.

The person who reported the news by the harpist stood at the door of the building, his face excited, and one hand was vigorously waving in the air.

This is nothing like people dying from the plague.

Faerun Continent, there has rarely been a war in which so many high-level professionals have died.

The Grand Arcanists of Shadow City attempted to control the Myth Dronor's locks, and in a frantic battle, Shadow City crashed on Myth Dronor, razing both cities to the ground.

No one knows how many of the Grand Arcanists died, but the Queen, Ithwil, seems to have survived, returning to their original settlement, Cyberholm, with some of the survivors.

Hill didn't inquire about Lynn's news, how could he possibly turn back!

There are still two demon legions in the underground ruins of Myth Drano, and even if only the corpses are left, they will have to find all the elves.

The number of members of the Elven Crusade is not large, but if they still live in the woods according to their old habits, they may survive more.

Hill specifically confirmed with the harpist that the demon goblins were returning to their original station.

They didn't take the elves with them.

It may have been a sudden misfortune that made them desperate to escape, but the practice of directly abandoning their allies also made most people disapprove.

Hill looked at the indignant members of the harpists. Compared with the goblins who rarely deal with these big forces, the harpists never lacked elves. Even human members would only stand in the position of elves at this time. say.

But for those demon fairies, they are only temporary allies, and they are not the elves they attacked. How could they not save their fellow clan to save them at this time.

Hill sighed.

It stands to reason that these elf crusaders died in a foreign country for the glory of the elves, but Yongju Island really does not necessarily take them back.

A race that has lived too long always has more rules than feelings.

Hill hesitated for a while, but flew to the big forest on the north side of the town.

He has always been reluctant to expand his territory to the forest, because these places are likely to hide some elves or tree demons who don't like to deal with humans.

Hill looked back to the southeast. According to what he knew about Lynn, he should have chosen to bring these elves here.

The harbour of Hill allows the great ships of the elves to dock and bring back the decadent crusaders who may have been struck.

And those who can't go back.

Hill found a clearing in the woods and opened his mouth softly: "Some brothers and sisters from Yongju Island sacrificed themselves to Myth Drano for their blood and honor.

When a guest dies in a foreign land, he cannot go back, and his soul does not know whether there is a place to return.

I would like to build a resting place for them here, and I would like Corellon's eyes to be on their souls. "

The big trees around the clearing suddenly and slowly retreated a part, leaving only the cypresses and oaks, and the sunlight penetrated the branches, filling the place with a warm atmosphere.

Hill bows slightly.

There are indeed some elven druids deep in the forest.

Hill estimates that this is the reason why the pastor Merika, who had wanted to come to preach, gave up coming to the town of Aglaia.

In such a large forest, there are no green dragons stationed, so there must be strong people who can make these giant dragons stay away.

Hill once suspected that there were powerful treants and tree spirits, but as the eyes of the town became more and more prosperous, he was sure that it should be a druid.

This kind of druid who doesn't have contact with the outside world, Hill is a little worried that they are following a primitive sect, the kind that can't even open up farmland.

Otherwise, he wouldn't directly deny the townspeople's request for farmland.

He has always been qualified to open up the wasteland near the town. This is the innate power of each confirmed territory.

However, judging from today's reactions, these elf druids seem to believe in the path of the goddess of the earth, and they can maintain the path of the earth by themselves, picking and planting or even building some in the woods. Buildings that are needed, but can't hurt these plants that can grow naturally.

They also still identify with their elven identity and are willing to accept these poor and respectable siblings.

Hill didn't look up and put away his curiosity. He didn't intend to observe which elves belonged to.

Even the wood elves who hate humans have shown their kindness.

Hill is willing to honor their traditions.

His fingers flicked, then stopped, something for the grieving survivors.

Hill just transplanted a bluebell tree in the very center of the cemetery.

A tree full of silver bells sang in the wind, like a long-lost hometown singing a lullaby softly.

When Hill returned to the town, he found that the few elves who settled here, rarely walked out of the door, surrounded the harpist and excitedly inquired about the news.

While many elves disapprove of the Crusaders' approach, no one expected that Myth Dronor would be destroyed so quickly.

So some of the elves who ventured in Faerûn went to that city. After all, it was a glorious city in the memory of elves, and curiosity was inevitable.

It seems that although these elves have honestly hid themselves, there are still relatives and friends who went to Myth Drano.

Unlike the general level 15 and above, the powerful elf crusaders are difficult to survive in such a big impact.

Hill turned his head helplessly, hoping that some vigilant people would leave Myth Dronor after discovering the movement of Shadow City.

While humans and other races may do it, it's entirely possible that elves choose to stay and fight because of that pride and kinship.

The actions of Shadow City this time are the beginning of their true transformation into all elf enemies.

Probably from this time onwards, the elves were completely involved in the pursuit of the Naked Scrolls.

It's just that they probably wanted to destroy it more.

No matter how stubborn and conservative the elf nobles on Evergather Island are, this incident is indeed the reason why many elves choose to return to the mainland.

Vengeance on these ghosts is all they want to do.

While preparing for the worst, Hill hopes that the elves will eventually return to their loved ones on Evergather Island.

However, when he saw the magic ship returning in half a month, he knew that hope was dashed.

A large number of elves stood on the deck with despair on their faces.

In front of them are dozens of white wooden coffins.

Judging from the obvious fluctuations of divine power on the wooden coffin, these elves chose to tear down the outer wall of the dilapidated elves' temple in Myth Dronori.

This is indeed the best place for elves to sleep peacefully in the arms of their beloved gods.

Life is long enough that the elves are not afraid of death, and they can smile and bless their friends that they can sleep forever. Normally, these elves will only be full of vengeful anger, not so desperate.

The Isle of Eternity must have refused their request to bring the dead elves back.

Hill flew to the bow and whispered, "Come with me! There's a good place to sleep."

The magic ship followed Hill around the town and landed directly over the clearing.

The elves looked at the warm green space under the sun, heard the crisp wind chimes, and suddenly burst into tears.

Hill stood quietly under an oak tree on the periphery, silently watching them dig their own graves in sorrow and pain.

The elves did not follow the traditional tradition of separating their comrades according to their families, but set aside the position of each team according to the number of the team.

Then bury your team's comrades in their place.

It seems that these elf crusaders have given up the idea of ​​returning to Evergather Island, and they plan to wait until their long sleep and come back here to accompany their comrades.

Lynn accompanies her cousins ​​to bury their friends, looking sad and complicated.

He glanced at Hill ~IndoMTL.com~ and turned around.

"Hill...I..."

"Of course the elves can choose to stay with me." Hill raised his hand to stop him from being incoherent. "Otherwise I wouldn't choose the cemetery here, but I didn't want to use it."

"I didn't expect it either." Lynn replied softly, "There are many children of great nobles here. Although they are not good children, they used to bully me...

But I still don't want to see this result.

The news of Yongju Island's refusal of their return made everyone collapse. "

"Queen..." Hill asked tentatively.

"Of course the queen would agree, but it was stopped by the noble council." Lynn said indifferently, "In order to prevent the queen from bringing the children who died outside back to Yongju Island for burial, even their own children I'm not going to take care of it anymore."

Hill is silent, this is a political struggle, there is no humanity to speak of.