Game of the World Tree - Chapter 100

100. Chapter 100 Dragons Will Never Be Slaves

. The Chosen Ones will not die!

When the young elves who had witnessed the death in the battle appeared alive and kicking in front of them, the elves of the Flame Tribe had particularly wonderful expressions.

However, compared with the anger of being deceived, they were more relieved.

As Alice said, even if these Chosen Ones have some bad habits, it does not prevent the Flame Tribe elves from being grateful to them.

Perhaps, the first impression left by the players on the elves was too good.

But even so, those players who had staged tragic dramas still received different degrees of decreased favorability prompts.

Especially Demacia, who was courting death in front of him…

Seeing Ai’er’s favorability drop from intimacy to liking, his face was about to turn green, and he hurriedly followed the little boy, constantly flattering and apologizing…

Then, the elves came to the square of the elf town through the teleportation array.

When the vision in front of them changed and they could see the green and exotic elf town around them, all the native elves couldn’t help but exclaimed.

“What a beautiful town! The style of these buildings… I have never seen them before!”

“It looks a bit like human ones, but it feels more refined and closer to nature than human ones!”

“Those wooden attics and platforms are so beautiful! And the gardens made of stones and pools have an indescribable flavor…”

Every elf is a born artist. The

elf town carefully built by the players undoubtedly opened their eyes.

Especially after Eve got out of the near-death state, the wooden buildings in the town regained their vitality and rejuvenated, making the buildings look like plant houses in fairy tales, but they also well preserved the style and charm of the original buildings.

This is in line with the aesthetics of the elves.

Listening to the elves’ praise, Alice explained:

“This is the Elf Town, or… the Chosen City! It was built by all the Chosen Ones themselves. This is also the home of the Chosen Ones.”

After that, she pointed to the stone tablet in the center of the square:

“See? The names of all the Chosen Ones who participated in the construction of the town are engraved on that stone tablet, but… it is engraved with mysterious words that only the Chosen Ones can understand.”

The town was built by the Chosen Ones?

The elves were surprised when they heard this.

They looked at the players moving around in the town and constantly gathering here, and their eyes changed again.

Firosil drew a symbol of Mother Nature on his chest and exclaimed:

“It seems… they are not only brave warriors, but also noble artists!”

Samir pondered for a moment, and his expression suddenly became astonished:

“Wait… Alice, you said that the town was built by the Chosen Ones, which means… they built a town of this size in just a few months?”

Alice glanced at the players and nodded:

“That’s right.”

After getting confirmation, the elves of the Flame Tribe exclaimed again.

With the existence of magic, it is not difficult for the elves to build a city.

But if they want to build a town like this, which is like a work of art and has a variety of styles, it will be very difficult.

At the same time, they were shocked by the wisdom of the Mother Goddess again.

Only the true God… can get the loyalty of such warriors, right?

“Holy land! This… is the new holy land of the Mother Goddess!”

An old elf said excitedly.

When the elves looked up and saw the majestic world tree, they became even more excited.

Especially the elders.

Unlike the young elves who had never seen the World Tree in person, these elders had seen the true appearance of the World Tree, but the World Tree at that time had already withered and died.

But now the World Tree is full of vitality!

The green leaves dotted the branches, full of vitality.

Even standing in the square, the elves could feel the vitality and the faint sacred breath coming from the World Tree.

They looked pious and enthusiastic, and knelt down one after another:

“Praise nature! Praise life! Praise the great elf master!”

“Mother Goddess, we… are back!”

And as they worshiped, the World Tree also emitted a faint halo.

Grains of green photons flew out, decorating the square into a green ocean again.

At the same time, the ethereal hymn came faintly, and all the elves felt that their hearts calmed down in an instant, and their whole body and mind were relaxed as never before.

“Welcome home.”

In their minds, a majestic yet friendly female voice appeared.

For a moment, all the elves bowed their heads again, with pious and excited expressions.

Then, the voice of the goddess resounded in their hearts again:

“The Flame Tribe…settled in Florence, and rebuilt the city with the Chosen One.”

Hearing the sacred and majestic oracle, all the Flame Tribe elves answered enthusiastically and respectfully:

“Follow the oracle of the Mother Goddess!”

After worshiping the World Tree, the elves of the Flame Tribe returned to Florence again.

From now on, Florence will become their new home.

However, the captured black dragon Myriel was left behind.

The little black dragon was stunned when he was teleported to the elf town:

“The tree…is so tall…it’s such a big tree!”

Because of some special reasons, the dragon heritage in his mind was not complete, so the little guy did not immediately recognize that the giant tree in front of him was the legendary world tree.

However, it sensed the huge and terrifying pressure from the other party…

dragons are very sensitive to breath.

In just a moment, Myriel realized that this was a terrifying creature whose strength had reached the level of a true god.

“Ancient… Ancient God… This is definitely an Ancient God!”

It shuddered, thinking of the majestic voice it had heard.

Ancient Gods…

They are even rarer and more terrifying than the true gods!

Oh my God! Are there still awakened ancient gods in the world of Segos? !

When Myriel was shocked, the divine rope on its body disappeared.

Then, the terrifying voice appeared in its mind again:

“I give you a choice – surrender to me.”

Myriel: …

A choice is still a choice? !

Myriel’s black dragon face was about to turn green.

It was Myriel, a noble dragon, the longest-lived golden race, and even the ancient gods could not make it surrender!

This is the pride of the dragon!

The black dragon raised its head and shouted in a childish voice:

“Dragons… Never be slaves! Even if I die, I will not surrender to you!”

After that, Myriel found that the other party was silent.

Myriel suddenly felt something was wrong…

After a moment, the voice that frightened it rang in its mind, with a hint of playfulness:

“Okay.”

“Since you don’t want to surrender, then die.”

“The black dragon is full of treasures. Its scales can be used to make armor, its blood can be used to make magic circles and inscriptions, and it can also cultivate dragon blood warriors. Dragon meat is the most high-end food, and it can also improve the physique of secular creatures. As for dragon heart and dragon crystal, they are even more useful… Even dragon soul can be trained into the soul of the undead bone dragon, which can be combined with dragon bones…”

“Well… Thinking about it this way, it seems that a corpse is not bad.”

Myriel:…

Evil God!

This is definitely an abominable evil god!

The little black dragon shuddered, tears in his eyes.

“I… I surrender…”

Its voice was very aggrieved.

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