Chapter 672 Natural Residence (Second Update)
"Okay, everyone is here." The black-haired and brown-eyed Yurisian counted the personnel according to the list.
Hearing his words, Exilion smiled slightly and turned to look at Lucian: "Lord Evans, Lord Forman, can we go?"
When he thought of the polluted elf tree and the dozens of compatriots who had fallen into demonization, he was anxious, so he couldn't control his emotions.
Lucian originally wanted to look at Atlanta to confirm his thoughts, but when he turned around, he only saw a pair of tightly closed eyes, and suddenly shook his head and laughed, and Natasha's low laughter also sounded in her ears, she obviously noticed Lucian's embarrassment, habits and experience inevitably make people make mistakes.
"Mr. Atlante, do you have anything else?" Lucian asked directly.
Atlanta nodded slightly, smiling kindly: "There is nothing else, I will mainly assist you in this investigation."
Estine breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to speak, when she suddenly felt a wave of dizziness in her mind, the surrounding colors faded, leaving only the most intense darkness, and then, she saw the vast starry sky, but the stars were no longer bright, but emitted different lights like various elements, including silver white, gold, dark green, and deep red......
"Atomic Universe ......" The name came to her mind, and all the middle and high-level magicians except Heidi and the others whispered it.
Felipe's face was as pale as ever, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he was enduring the vertigo of space jumping, he put his hands in the pockets of his long black trench coat, his back was straight, his head was raised slightly, and his eyes looked deeply at the surrounding elemental planets, not knowing what he was thinking.
Before Arestine's discomfort could be dissolved, he saw the rotation speed of the elemental planet accelerate, drawing a trajectory full of mysteries, connecting into strange symbols.
As soon as she saw these symbols, her eyes were dizzy again, and she could no longer clearly feel the scene around her, giving her the strange illusion of walking through a long, dark tunnel.
In such a muddled state, Arestine didn't know how much time had passed, and a light suddenly appeared in front of her, causing her to squint her eyes slightly, and her head was dizzy as if she would vomit at any time.
"We have arrived in the Stroop Forest, please lead us to the 'Natural Habitat'." Lucian's mellow voice seemed to have crossed countless worlds before reaching Arestine's ears, ethereal and hazy.
"Natural Residence" is a powerful lock of the elven clan and is also used to refer to the elven settlement in the Stroop Forest.
Estine shook her head, trying to get rid of the dizziness, but suddenly saw a beautiful but heroic face, silver-purple clear eyes with a faint smile, and a thumb-sized fruit with sparkling light in her spread palm, and said in a clear and beautiful voice: "Chilga, a specialty fruit of the Kingdom of Holm, only grows on the banks of the Chilga River a few tens of kilometers long, and can quickly calm the dizziness caused by space shifts."
Estine took the fruit and put it in her mouth, immediately feeling the cool sweet and sour taste, and her mind cleared: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
As a diplomat, how could she not know the queen of the Holm Kingdom, the wife of His Excellency Evans?
Natasha smiled and said: "Actually, it's okay if you get used to it, space jumping is not so scary."
She turned her head and walked back to Lucian, secretly using the mental connection that had been fixed for a long time, and smiled: "The princess of the elf clan is so weak? Princesses like me are indeed extremely rare."
"Don't you look at her strength?" Lucian expressed satisfaction that his wife did not continue to talk to Estine without being "gentlemanly".
Natasha said proudly: "When I was a child, I came to the Kingdom of Holm and passed through the 'Elemental Paradise', and it was not as unbearable as her."
"Well, you're unique." Lucian wisely ended the conversation with a compliment.
Estine took a few breaths and completely recovered, and found that the mages of the Magic Council had already woken up through various strange means, so she showed an elegant and polite smile: "Everyone, please follow me to the 'Natural Abode'."
When they came, through the nature magic of the great druid Mafarion, the space stun was relatively not so serious - not all legends have half-planes, Holy Spirit Priests do not, most epic knights do not, archdruids do not, only legendary magicians and those who occupy a certain level of a special half-plane or xenoplane space, such as Apsis in the "Bone Wasteland", Tiffertydis in the "Silent Hell".
Of course, their half-planes are generally considered to be bestowed by the Lord of Hell or the will of the abyss, and fighting in them has a domain bonus effect, increasing their strength by half a level to one level.
"Is this a space jump based on a half-plane?" Exilion followed behind his sister, feeling that he had only been dizzy for a while, but in front of him was already the familiar and friendly Stroop Forest.
The gradually hot weather of June is not a trace in the Stroop Forest, and the breeze through the leaves carries the unique fragrance and coolness of the forest, sending the pleasant birdsong.
The shrunken crystal dragon Afris walked at the front of the team like a puppy, looking around, his gaze focused on making Ulyssian, a battle mage, and a member of the affairs committee who was an internal punishment officer sigh to himself, he was too careful!
"Averes, what are you looking for?" Heidi is very fond of the "familiar" of the little crystal and has an excellent relationship with it.
Afrith stared at the forest like a detective, and the dragon aura emitted made no creature dare to move within a few thousand meters around him, and his voice was immature but extremely serious: "I remember a magician found a gem mine in the forest!"
"But obviously not here...... Katrina couldn't help but remind it of normal physical geography knowledge.
Avery was not discouraged: "There are many natural gifts in the place where elves live!"
It was thinking of this that followed Lucian with a dead face, and Lucian agreed to its plea considering that a small number of elves hated humans, but were not disgusted with dragons, and that it was excellent in illusion.
Estine looked at the little guy with translucent crystal scales, and was not surprised by its dragon nature, but couldn't help but shake his head at its nouveau riche dress.
There are silver moon medals representing the highest honor, etc., as well as items it usually borrows from the collateral products of Lucian's alchemy experiment, because it must be returned in the future, so it is worn on it at any time, seize the time to "communicate feelings" with them, and look inseparable - for Lucian to see.
Since Lucian was not far from the "natural dwelling" when he jumped over from space, under the guidance of the two elven royal families, it didn't take long for the "Magic Council and the Holm Kingdom Joint Delegation" to see a place shrouded in a layer of mist: in the haze, the trees were lush and towering, and under the guidance of magical powers, their branches formed treehouses in mid-air, and the lake in the center was as gentle as a jewel, surrounded by strange flowers and fruits, colorful, it was a dwelling place and nature!
"It's so beautiful...... Heidi, Katrina and other girls have no resistance to the beautiful environment, and they have praised it, and even gloomy magicians such as Felipe have a sense of tranquility and their souls have been wiped clean after witnessing this fairytale "natural dwelling".
At this time, the dark blue-skinned old elf Malfurio walked out of the mist with a wooden staff that looked like it had not been carved, followed by many elves with different skin and hair colors.
"Welcome, distinguished guests." Malfurion said on behalf of the Elven Court, "Please allow me to be rude, but the damage suffered by the Elf Tree makes every elf very painful, and I also ask Evans, Forman, Natasha, you to come with me to the center of the lake."
"This is our purpose." Lucian could understand the importance of the elf tree to the elf clan, and he was also thinking about whether he could exchange it for a precious fruit to go back, so that with the Fountain of Youth, he and Natasha could hold the best life-prolonging legendary ceremony.
At the same time, Lucian used communication to instruct Julisian, Splinter, Heidi and other magicians: "You walk around, talk to the elves, and find out the details of the matter, especially the signs before the dozens of elves fell into demonization."
"Obey, Your Excellency." Ulyssian has always been quite serious in his missions, and he can't see his usual humor.
So, the three legends flew to the elven royal court in the middle of the lake under the guidance of Malfurion, the dark elf—the elven tree was at the core of the royal court.
Before they were halfway through, Lucian and Natasha saw a towering ancient tree, its diameter was equivalent to that of the other end of Nexer Palace, the crown was deep into the sky, almost endless, and the bark was a strange brownish-green color, pulsating powerfully as if there was a vigorous life.
This elf king tree has a sense of transcendence and loftyness, obviously it is actually here, but it seems to be in another world. This feeling, Lucian was not unfamiliar, the soul fireplace was richer and purer than it, unlike it could still be touched.
"Sure enough...... it was polluted." Before Lucian could cast his magic, Natasha's eyes became sharper, and she immediately saw a few rich blacks on the trunks that did not harmonize with brown-green, which corroded the nearby bark and slowly expanded.
At this time, a figure flew out of a tree house naturally formed on the elf tree, with black hair, silver-white skin, a slender figure, pointed ears, and a quaint wooden bow on his back.
"This is the chief guard 'Revenge Hunter' Ranhill." Malfurio introduced Lucian, Natasha, and Atlante.
It turned out to be another legendary third-order elf...... Lucian nodded secretly, this male elf with many mysterious and beautiful patterns on his neck was a legend who grew up on the elf's own talents, not a druid.
"This is the great arcanist 'Atomic Control' Lucian Evans, this is his wife, 'Sword of Judgment' Natasha Valriet, this is the 'Cursed Eye' Atlanta Forman, I believe you are no stranger." Malfurio said to Ranhil, then frowned slightly, "Where's Ferragond?"
Although Lanhill was more inclined to hand-to-hand combat, he was well-proportioned and could hardly see the knotted muscles, and he snorted coldly: "Ferragond doesn't want to greet guests, you know, he is the leader of the Natural Hate Sect."
He doesn't seem to get along well with Ferragond and deliberately digs things up.
(End of this chapter)