Chapter 323

"ALF, do you have any pain? I have a healing scroll"

When John saw ALF's stunned look, he thought she was hurt and quickly searched for the scroll in her bag.

"No, I'm fine"

Although her whole body was sour, soft and wet, Alf was not hurt.

You know, there is strong negative energy in the river. Alf has no trace of being eroded by negative energy, which even she feels incredible.

I looked down at the crystal with soft white light in my hand. Is it its help?

"I wish I wasn't hurt"

John patted his chest and said reassuringly.

At this time, Alf seemed to regain some strength. She stood up and looked around:

"What about an Yizhi? I remember he wasn't with you?"

"We're separated, but Ann must have no problem."

Although ALF doesn't understand John's confidence, she knows that the demon spider really can't feel at ease. After all, the bodies have been seen

"Let's wait here. I think it should be very close to the seal."

ALF agreed with John. If you guessed right, this is the lowest level of ancient elf ruins, and there is a strong smell of evil in the air, but you can't find the source.

"Where did this crystal come from? The light it emits feels so comfortable"

John pointed to the crystal in ALF's hand and asked. The crystal has been diffusing soft and warm light, like the rising sun.

"Crystal..."

Speaking of crystal, Alf remembered what had just happened.

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She fell into the underground river. The huge impact and the cold water made her unconscious.

After waking up, she found herself in bed.

A hammock carefully made of leaves and stems, a bookshelf full of precious books of tree elves, and a small round window on the left.

The house is a little messy and clothes are scattered.

This is ALF's room. Everything belongs to her in her memory.

But one thing is not.

She saw a man standing by the bookshelf, an elf.

ALF could not recognize the spirit. It was more dazzling than the skin of the high elves, taller than the sea elves, sexier than the dark elves, and more literary than the wild tree elves.

"Are you awake?"

The man looked back and showed a beautiful face that made ALF ashamed. Even among the outstanding elves, this man's appearance was outstanding.

"Are you?"

"My name is octavel. Well... I'm your ancestor."

That man... Octavel said with a smile. At that moment, Alf seemed to see the warm spring wind blowing through the green treetops.

"I must say, your room really needs to be cleaned up."

The absent-minded ALF couldn't help making a big red face. Even among the free and unrestrained tree elves, her room belonged to the type of chaos to wonderful flowers.

"Of course, my main purpose is not to say that."

Octavel walked slowly to ALF. She bowed her head and said like a kind mother:

"My dear children and grandchildren, can you tell me why you came to this place that is no different from the grave?"

Elves are very sensitive to evil. ALF doesn't feel any evil from the person in front of her. She is very peaceful and treats all things in the world as nature.

A simple sentence easily won ALF's trust, which is incredible in ordinary times, but it happened.

She made up her mind. Starting from the change in the fog forest, she went to the test field of the three towers alliance to find an Yizhi. Finally, she said that the three people were separated when they met a demon hunting spider.

"Oh, I didn't expect my pet to cause you so much trouble."

ALF: "

Pets? With a magic spider?

"But don't worry. If the companion you find is really an alien visitor in the prophecy, he is on his way here now."

"Do you know the prophecy?"

"Of course, I told Mister's stupid son the prophecy."

Octavel covered his mouth and smiled, as if recalling the tree elf prophet who rushed into the ruins with three or five friends.

"Thank you for talking to me. It's been a long time since someone came last time."

"You..."

"You're right. I died a long time ago."

Octavel said ALF's guess easily. She didn't mind:

"Now I'm just a memory in front of you. You call us ancient elves? It's hard to imagine that time has passed so long."

"Aren't you lonely?"

Shaking his head, octavel said:

"I sleep most of the time. It seems that one of your friends accidentally lifted the sleep mode. Time has no meaning to me."

But I still feel very lonely

ALF didn't say that.

"Well... I took a look and got a general idea of your current situation."

Octavel waved his hand and a light screen appeared in front of ALF.

There she saw the banyan tribe besieged by demons.

Griff roared and threw out all kinds of complicated spells. He was soaked with sweat. It was obvious that the barbarians could not stand the continuous decrees.

Griff was so tired that other members of the three towers alliance were even more unbearable. Many people were almost carried down the wall by the old and young tree elves with little combat power.

More people ran in the tribe. They carried bags of supplies printed with the emblem of the emerald tower and sent them to the wall. They could hardly share a minute, and they used up all the consumables in a moment.

The tree people are at the forefront. They work together to support the first line of defense. Although they are extremely brave against demons and can almost kill several with one foot, there are too many demons to count. Even the brave tree people also suffer heavy losses. From time to time, tree people are put down like towering trees, and soon many demons climb up and smash them together, Smash the tree man to pieces.

In the rear of the demon army, Alf saw a baroyan demon with a foot on the flame and a bat wing on his back waving a flame whip, as if he were whipping the lazy devil. The sparks in his bloody mouth burned the surrounding ground into scorched earth.

Before she knew it, Alf was already in tears. Her tribe was attacked, and her friends were among the fallen tree people.

Octavel sighed to herself. She had known that the tree elves would be doomed, so she told the prophecy to the mystrow who came in last time. However, just like seeing the future and unable to make changes, Rao is an ancient elf with the ability to go against the sky. Moreover, octavel is just a memory left in the ruins.

"All this comes from jealousy. Your ELF KING is so excellent that he attracts the jealousy of his friends."

Put everything on the light screen, octavel said:

"Maurice, I'm so jealous."

A dead tree elf appears in the picture. ALF knows this man. He is a good friend of the current ELF KING.

"I don't know where he learned that there was a demon lord sealed in the ruins. He summoned the devil and tried to exchange this news for power. Naturally, he could only end up like this."

People who trade with creatures at the lower level will come to no good end. Countless lessons have been learned there, but mortals are very vulnerable to temptation. They are wise and dangerous and have to take risks.

"Your ELF KING was imprisoned underground by him, but now..."

The screen switches again. This time, a tree elf biting his tongue and committing suicide appears.

"He wanted to use his death to alert other tribes, but he never had a chance. Although he finally got the chance before the devil attacked, it was too late."

The picture gradually moved up. ALF saw an evil portal emitting purple light, which was constantly sending demons from the endless abyss into the misty forest.

"The only good news is that this portal can't let stronger demons through. You still have hope."

"Now... Is there any hope?"

ALF knew that almost all the tree elves in the misty forest were slaughtered by the devil, leaving only the banyan tribe.

Octavel gently wiped off ALF's tears and said with a smile:

"Of course, foreign visitors are hope"

"An Yizhi?"

"No, it's not just him. All foreign visitors represent hope."

I don't know if mercenary players will blush when they hear such a high evaluation. Anyway, an Yizhi won't.

——It's too cheeky.

"Well... You mean the man who is looking for the book of the dead. He is with Leslie the tree man."

"Is Leslie there, too?"

Alf was surprised that they had followed Leslie's clues to find here, but they didn't see Leslie all the way and thought he had been killed.

"Hehe, the last time I saw him, he was just a sapling and was used as a staff by Mister stro. At that time, he didn't remember anything. I think he found here by virtue of his vague memory."

This is good news. Leslie is annoying and wordy, but everyone in the misty forest regards him as a friend and doesn't want him to suffer accidents.

"That's all for the memory. You should remember what I said next."

Octavel, with a solemn look, said:

"There is indeed a demon lord and an archangel under the relic. Don't be surprised. In those years, we found that when two abilities with completely opposite properties meet, a stronger 'non' attribute energy will erupt. Naturally, this force is the force to maintain the operation of the relic. However, the seal on the side of the Demon Lord has become precarious due to the scouring of underground river diversion When misdrow came in for the second time, he used the pages of the book of the dead to suppress it temporarily, but this method can cure the symptoms rather than the root cause. "

Take a white crystal out of your arms and put it into ALF:

"This is the key to open the seal of the archangel, and also the key to the master control authority of the whole ruins. You give these and the keys to the alien visitor named an Yizhi. He knows what to do."

Alf was a little numb and suddenly realized a problem:

"If both the demon lord and the archangel leave the seal, you..."

"Hehe, I've long died, but now I'm just dying again."

Octavel lovingly stroked ALF's light green hair and said with emotion:

"All this is the curse we left behind, but it has made future generations suffer. I'm ashamed of you. Go. May the glory of the world tree shine on the elves forever."

With a slight push, Alf immediately felt that octavel in the field of vision was going away quickly. Before her voice fell, she changed a scene in front of her eyes.

Holding the crystal, Alf saw John waving to he