Game of the World Tree - Chapter 149

149. Chapter 149 Strange Elves (Subscription Request)

This… This…

Nightingale was so surprised that she couldn’t close her mouth.

She clearly remembered that when she left the day before yesterday, the Rock Cave Tribe was still prosperous. How come it has become like this now?

This… Was it really done by Mu Tou and his companions?

The answer is already obvious.

Because from a distance, Nightingale can still see some tall figures shuttling through the ruins.

They are elves, and their equipment is worse than what Nightingale saw before. Some of them are just simple linen robes and wooden armor.

These elves wandered in the ruins, picking and choosing as if they were looking for something…

Occasionally, you can see someone excitedly burying his head and digging, turning out some broken copper and iron in the ruins, and then taking it to a magic circle not far away.

Nightingale:…

She vaguely recognized that it seemed to be a sacrificial magic circle. Are

these elves offering items to the mysterious existence?

Wait… Aren’t the things they offer all garbage? !

Hey, hey, hey… The thing you put in is a rusty half-cut kitchen knife!

She widened her eyes.

This… Oh my God!

Aren’t they afraid of attracting the wrath of the mysterious being? !

However, the magic circle flashed, and the things disappeared…

Nightingale:…

Um… Hmm?

This… Accepted… Accepted?

Her eyes were a little dull.

Because she was not familiar with some of the sacrificial inscriptions on the World Tree, Nightingale did not recognize that it was Eve’s sacrificial magic circle.

And those elves who picked up scraps were actually low-level players who did not catch up with the battle with the Orcs.

Although they missed the spoils, they also sneaked over afterwards to see if there were any other players picking up the leftovers. Sacrificing to the goddess could more or less earn some pitiful contribution points…

Nightingale couldn’t help but look a few more times, and then heard the voice of Xiao Xianmao:

“Sister Nightingale, get ready to go, we’re going to Florence.”

Florence…

Nightingale’s eyes condensed.

Florence, that was the holy land of the elves.

However, since Nightingale could remember, she had left the Forest of Elves, but she had heard that the holy city of the elves had long been reduced to ruins. After hesitating

for a while, she nodded and followed Xiao Xianmao with her brothers and sisters.

She was now more and more curious about these strange elves…

In a vague way, she had already believed their words.

Being able to destroy the Cave Tribe supported by the True God… I’m afraid there is a True God behind them!

But at the same time, she had more doubts in her heart:

Where did these tribesmen come from?

And… their personalities…

how to say it, although if you think about it carefully, they can’t be said to be evil, but they are too weird.

They are a bit like humans, and seem to have the cunning of humans, but they are not as hypocritical as humans, but they behave very truthfully.

They will subconsciously show all their emotions in their hearts… and will not pretend their mood.

The way they walk is also very strange, they like to jump and climb up and down, anyway, they will go wherever it is difficult to walk, but they don’t like to honestly follow the easy way…

That’s right! Greedy, they are also very greedy! Not greedy for money, but like all kinds of materials and equipment!

Their aesthetics are also a bit strange, they seem to like shiny weapons and clothes very much, anyway, Nightingale observed that most of them are dressed very gorgeously.

In addition, they are very cold and ruthless when facing the enemy!

But when it comes to their own people, especially to Nightingale, they are completely different. Their flattering appearance even makes Nightingale feel uncomfortable. What

is even more puzzling is that they look very happy!

Very happy!

Nightingale swears that she has never met such optimistic and positive elves!

They… what are they happy about? They are always happy…

They are happy when they deceive humans, happy when they kill people and rob them, and even happier when they divide the spoils…

Even when they see the ruins of Rivendell, they are so happy, as if they have found a treasure.

These strange guys seem to be full of curiosity about everything around them, and everything can arouse their interest.

Even those elves who are far away picking up rags in the ruins of the Cave Tribe are also picking up rags happily, which is completely beyond Nightingale’s understanding…

Anyway… It is definitely not what elves should be like!

Where do they get so much energy?

Aren’t they tired?

Are they stimulated by something?

Or… are they just like this?

Oh, I just heard Mu Mu say… They were summoned by the true God?

What on earth are they?

Nightingale was more and more confused.

With doubts, Nightingale once again passed through the teleportation array and came to the legendary Florence.

The light around her faded away, and this time, Nightingale found herself in an open square.

Looking at the newly renovated buildings around her, she was slightly stunned:

“This… Is this the Holy City of Florence?”

What appeared in front of her was not the ruins she imagined, but a newly renovated elf city!

Of course, it can’t be said to be completely renovated, because traces of ruins can still be seen in the distance.

But a large area centered on the square already looks like a city.

What made Nightingale’s eyes light up was that she saw other elves!

That’s right, elves!

Nightingale assured that these elves were what she knew elves should look like!

They were some red-haired elves, with hopeful smiles on their faces, shuttling between cities one by one, busy, and still repairing this ancient holy city.

Their clothes were not as gorgeous as those strange elves, but they were simple and elegant, with exquisite patterns unique to elves.

In addition, their temperament was very unique, and Nightingale could distinguish them from Hefan and the others at a glance.

“Is this… the Flame Tribe?”

Nightingale guessed, looking at their hair color.

In addition, she also noticed that almost every old red-haired elf would be surrounded by a few elves in strange clothes.

They were very respectful to the old red-haired elves, and they had a familiar flattery to Nightingale, and whenever the old elves asked them to do something, they were very happy and full of enthusiasm.

“Strange… strange guy…”

Nightingale murmured.

At this time, an old red-haired elf came to Nightingale surrounded by a group of people.

Nightingale noticed some patterns on the other’s clothes and saw some patterns that symbolized the chief of the tribe.

Is this… the chief of the Flame Tribe?

Nightingale’s heart moved.

The person who came to greet her was none other than Firoxiel Flame. She looked at Nightingale, who was alert and curious, and smiled slightly:

“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a child from the Shadow Tribe. Child, I am Firoxiel, the chief of the Flame Tribe, and welcome home!”

It was indeed the Flame Tribe…

Nightingale was a little surprised.

She bowed stiffly at first, and then introduced herself:

“Hello… Hello. My name is Nightingale Shadow, and the ones around me are my brothers and sisters…”

Firoxiel nodded, her eyes swept over the thin body of the young elf and the slightly messy clothes on his body, and sighed:

“You… have suffered.”

After saying that, her expression suddenly became pious:

“But… everything is over, the Mother God has returned, welcome home! Everything for us will start all over again!”

She turned around, bowed slightly in the direction of the World Tree, and solemnly drew a tree symbol on her chest.

This symbol again!

Nightingale was a little surprised.

But at this moment, she had completely believed in the fact that the true god of the elves had returned!

If those strange elves still made her doubt, then the appearance of the Flame Tribe must not be an illusion!

“Miss Nightingale.”

At this time, Nightingale heard another strange voice.

She turned around and saw a smiling black-haired elf.

He was wearing a set of druid equipment that looked very good and behaved properly.

It was Li Mu.

Li Mu bowed to Nightingale and said,

“Lady Alice wants to see you.”

“Alice?”

Nightingale was a little confused.

“Alice Gale. She is the earthly agent of the great world tree – the goddess Eve Yuktrasil, the saint of nature… She is waiting for you in the Temple of Nature in the Chosen City.”

Li Mu replied.

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