The First Law God Black History Handbook

Thurander saw the eagerness in Legston's eyes at a glance, and he turned his head away from the young man's obvious face.

Entfeel was also helpless.

Finally, the three of them sat together in the resting place in the garden.

Entfeel sent some snacks and melons, and Legston asked him with a smile, "There are so many dark creatures in the forest, Your Highness cleared them up so quickly?"

His Royal Highness also smiled and responded, "Dark creatures are dark creatures after all, and they are afraid of light. So the arrival of daylight will make them much more peaceful. We only need to kill those we encounter."

"Although it's presumptuous, but as someone who just saw dark creatures yesterday, I still suggest that Your Highness take advantage of the daytime to clean up those dark creatures."

"Thank you for your suggestion. I will arrange for people to increase the patrol and clean up the area."

Legston felt a little aggrieved when he heard the other party's polite and rigorous reply.

Of course he knew that he was petty and rude now, but love had already made him lose his mind.He was afraid that this noble and elegant prince would take the attention of His Excellency Fashen. He was terrified and blind, so he could only try not to give the two of them time to be alone, and tried to persuade the prince to leave.

Unfortunately he failed.

This prince obviously cared more about His Excellency Fashen, so he would rather abandon his comrades in arms, and come here to occupy His Excellency's sight.

Thrander had too many questions to think about, and he didn't want to spend time here with two wayward suitors.

So he got up to leave.

The other two quickly followed suit.

"You can do whatever you want." Thrander left a sentence, and strode away without hesitation.

The fighter and the prince looked at each other, and finally the prince smiled and saluted and left.

Fighter became the most unhappy of the three.

At noon, Thrander chose to dine alone in his palace.

He swallowed slowly, trying to tell from the sounds of the forest what the problem was.

The Forest of Giant Woods is an ancient and mysterious forest as old as this continent.

On this continent, there are not many plants that can produce elves, but the Giant Wood Forest has the most tree elves in the entire continent.

They are ignorant, petite, kind and enthusiastic. They used to lead the way for passing humans, danced for Thurland, and helped weak animals avoid the pursuit of predators.

But the Wood-Elves now, as they had come, were full of fear and sorrow.

They are declining dramatically, and trees are dying in large numbers.

The food of the elves has almost disappeared, and they now rely on the land around the elf hall to make a living.

The food Thrander was eating now was considered a very hearty lunch, even if he only had some vegetables and fruits, as well as a glass of fine wine.

According to the court lady, there is not much wine left for the elves, and they can't find enough materials to brew wine, so they can only control the amount of alcohol the elves drink as much as possible.

And the water sources in the forest are also polluting rapidly.

From the darkness to the present, but about three months, the elves have felt the endless darkness.

"In fact, the darkness started to spread from here, which is why the darkness has only spread on the mainland for three months, and the giant tree forest has been almost swallowed by darkness." The elf lady explained carefully, she didn't want the mage to be sad, but if If the mage must pursue it, she is willing to tell the other party what she knows.

Thurander thanked the female officer for the information, and told the other party that he needed to think about some issues alone.

The female officer saluted and left.

Thurander decided to have a good talk with Isley.

He knew of Yisili's kindness, but with such a severe darkness erosion, it was impossible for him to stand idly by.

In the afternoon, Thrander participated in the meeting of the elves.

The elders all know about the existence of His Excellency Thrand, the God of the First Law.

Once their queen and prince stood against the gods for this god of law, so that the temple of the elves collapsed, the halo of the gods dissipated, and their homeland became a lair of darkness.

Even so, they still respect this Lord Dharma God, just like they respect their queen and prince.

After all, this Dharma god has already passed the test of godhood, and if possible, they hope that the other party can become the new patron saint of their elves.

Under the gaze of other elders, the great elder of the elves, a handsome middle-aged elf, stood up from the chair woven from tree rattan, "Dear Your Excellency, the First Dharma God, we have admired your name for a long time, even 260 years We ordinary elves did not participate in the previous battle." He saluted Thrander, his movements were slow and elegant, with the noble aura that only belonged to elves, "You are already a demigod, even if you don't have a godhead, you It is also the existence closest to the gods, so on this continent, there is almost nothing that can stump you."

"But do you know? Because of you, our elves have been rejected by the gods, which can be seen from the current situation of the giant tree forest." He slowed down, and his voice gradually became sad, "We don't want to blame you for anything, After all, it was our Her Majesty the Queen and His Royal Highness the Prince who personally chose to support you."

The elf queen looked sideways slightly on the throne, she had already guessed a little about what the Great Elder was going to say next.

Sure enough, the Great Elder continued: "No matter what happens, our people always support the queen and prince. So we still welcome you to come."

The Great Elder paused, bowed his head again and saluted, "Maybe I should be more direct... That is, Your Excellency, Fashen, we need your help." He seemed to have practiced these words many times, and now he spoke them quickly and clearly, "No matter what your purpose of coming here is, you can always restore the forest's vitality, right? If this is the case, we implore you to contribute to your former ally and current friend."

Thrander frowned.

He was silent for a long time, trying to organize the appropriate language, and then slowly opened his mouth, "You are polite, the elder. What you said is one of the purposes of my coming here. The elves encountered darkness because of me, and I will definitely not sit idly by." ignore."

Thrander was also very clear about the reason why Cecil Dill brought darkness to the forest of giant trees.

This is indeed one of the purposes of his coming here.

"However, there is something I must tell you." His brows did not loosen, but tended to intensify. "A supporter of the Gods of Light, Lord Dean, he chose to hide some things from me."

The elders have never heard of His Excellency Dean, but the Elf Queen once saw him from the foreknowledge, "What do you mean?"

Thrander stood up, "You know my relationship with the gods, and understand why I am stranded on the mainland. 260 years ago, I made a deal with the gods to guard Cesidil locked in the dark abyss for them. But now, Someone deliberately provoked Cecil Dill and let him release the darkness in his rage, causing the darkness to spread on the continent."

Yisili showed doubts, "Are you sure?"

The elders also looked at each other, "Is there such a thing?"

Thrander nodded heavily, and everyone fell into deep thought for a moment.

The passage to seal Cesidil is in the forbidden land of the elves. If someone angered Cesidil, then that person must have passed through the land of the elves.

Everyone present knew what this meant.

"There are traitors among the clan..." an elder couldn't help but say it out.

The elf queen was calmer. She didn't say anything about the traitor, but explained her situation to Thrander, "I saw some fragments in the precognition technique. But those fragments are messy and vague, and I can't be sure for a while. What kind of things will happen in the future. But Thrander, you know, no matter what my precognition sees, it is just one of the possibilities."

"I understand." Thrander himself also has the ability to see the future, but since the great war, he can no longer easily use this kind of spell.

There is always a price to pay for predicting the future.Especially as an abandoned god, it is impossible for him to have the ability to quickly repair and heal like the elves.

Speaking of which, Yisili also understood what Thrander meant.

"Do you think this time the war was not provoked by darkness?"

Thrander shook his head, "I'm not sure. That's why I came here."

He needs to ask and see for himself.

Yisili gasped, "Impossible! I won't let you get close there."

Thrander stared at the Elf Queen, "But I have to go, otherwise I can't do my best."

"Thurland!" The Elf Queen stood up abruptly, her right hand was slapped on the round table, her chest was heaving with anger, "Do you understand what you are going to do? You have forgotten how you lost your godhead back then!"

Thrander sighed inwardly, then stood up.He saluted the Elf Queen with compassionate and gentle eyes, "Eslie, you know me, you know what I'm going to do. Cecil Dill is more than just my student."

If he couldn't personally confirm all of this, he couldn't hurt that child at all.So he had to go and ask for himself.

The elf queen sat back on the throne a little dejectedly.

The war between light and darkness has never belonged to a certain race.It is something that the whole continent has to face together.

As the leader and decision maker of the elves, she knows how important her decision is.

She made the same mistake 260 years ago, and there is no turning back now.

She can only support Thurander.

Isli doesn't care about death, for the elves, death is not the destination.Their souls come from the Hall of Light, where the God of Creation resides. Except for the God of Creation, no god can destroy their souls.

But death is not pleasant after all. They love this continent, love this land, and care more about the forest where they have lived for countless centuries.They don't want to go back to the cold creation temple.

So even if she had no way out, she still had to fight for the chance of survival for the clansmen.

"You know what a risk I'll be taking if I say yes to you."

She has been guarding here for 260 years. Although she guessed that sooner or later she would see her former friends again because of this seal, she never thought it would be so soon.

Originally, Thrander only needed to drive out the darkness on the mainland and stop the dark creatures.

Strengthening the seal is something she needs to consider, not to mention that the seal exists intact in the forbidden area of ​​the elves.

From Yisili's point of view, Cesidil was sleeping deep in the abyss, unable to come out.The darkness on the continent is only caused by his minions.

And Thrander's appearance will wake up the other party, the demon king and dark god sleeping in the abyss.

At that time, no one can prevent the devil from returning to the world.

"Are you sure he's still asleep? Are you sure the darkness is just his minions wreaking havoc on their own?" Thrander questioned Isley's judgment, "Perhaps you don't know that I have already obtained Cecil Dill in the Holy Academy of Magic. news."

He took out the letter he had got from Dean and handed it to Esther.

"This is the message he left. He has woken up and will return to the world soon."

"This is impossible." Yisili frowned, "The seal is not loose!"

"That's why I have to confirm it myself." Thrander replied to her, "If the seal is really okay, then this is a conspiracy, a conspiracy to provoke a war between darkness and light; if the seal is really invalid, Cecil Dill Already awakened, that can only show that the darkness came from him, and I also have to take the responsibility of destroying him."

As Li looked at Thrander, she gradually felt unable to breathe.

Thurland...

If she hadn't misunderstood the other party's meaning, then this time, Thrander would definitely not be able to escape unscathed like he did 260 years ago.

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