Chapter 607： Live broadcast begins

Three thousand years ago, in order to save Arthur Crowe, the sacred tree was integrated with the city of Arthurcro by its accumulated power.

The city of the sky, Arthurcro is the lifeblood of the holy tree. Once the city falls, it also represents the fate of the sacred tree.

Therefore, the height drop of Arthurcro is a manifestation of the decline of the sacred tree.

The elders' councils have been looking for treatments. The initial thought was to use the help of the Frost Elves, but unfortunately the plan failed.

In addition to some unrealistic ways, the elders have found the easiest way to inject the life of their own people into the holy tree.

Legend has it that the elves themselves are the creatures born in the tree of the world. Every time a fellow family dies, they will hold a kind of ‘tree burial’.

The dead high elves will be rolled up by the branches of the sacred tree, and eventually become a little starlight into the trunk.

The decision made by the elders' parliament is to convert the ‘living fellowship’ into the energy of the sacred tree.

This resolution has been debated in the Council of the Elders for almost three years, because it is too cruel and there is no indication of the Holy Tree.

But this moment Quaytoan realized that the Holy Tree seemed to accept the proposal.

"Isn't it supposed to be by Ald?" Qiao Xiu saw the elder's so serious expression and thought that this prank could continue, so Qiao Xiu also used a serious tone to ask the other person "Who should you think?"

Quay Toan, who was questioned by Qiao Xiu, closed his eyes, his lips squatted together and finally opened his eyes and glanced at the white bird on the roof and gave Qiao Xiu an answer.

"I have lived for a long time." Quaytoan opened the long sleeves on his clothes. The high elder elder had only three fingers in his left hand. "The long life seems to be one of your short-lived species." A wonderful thing is a torment for me. If I am two thousand years old, I may regard you as a deadly enemy, but unfortunately I am old enough to have no such enthusiasm."

Quaytoan has been tortured by nightmares for too long. The greatest pain of Quytoan in the tragic memories of the past is that even the hatred of his hatred has gradually turned into dust over time.

"So the holy tree, I am ready." Quayto quietly said the state of mind at this time, and opened his eyes is preparing to resolutely be the first devotee.

He found that Qiao Xiu, who was standing in front of him, and the human girl had already reached the other side, leaving only the elder Sindoral alone to stay by his side.

Quaytoan looked puzzledly at the elder Sindoral next to him.

"They said, 'The soul chicken soup is too long to listen,' and walked away, and Quaytoan... The method of the chaotic demon is not a sacrifice."

The elders of Sindonal tightened their faces, and the five elders in the high elves were all faceless except for Enya, but at this time, the elders of Sindonal, who was a face-to-face, could not restrain their smiles.

Quaytoan did not notice that his old friend had a slightly dithered corner because of his smirk, and he focused his attention on Al.

"You haven't seen you for a long time! I am Al, um... let me see the line of words. I was a little shy in front of the camera for the first time. Please also please, and attach a smile?"

In the pub, the voice of Al was infused with new vitality. The singer-song of the high-elf girl is absolutely very talented, provided that she first changed the bad habit of watching the lyrics on the live broadcast.

"What is Al doing?"

In Quaytoan's eyes, Al was talking to the air with some strange words. After these words were finished, the hand was stroking something in midair.

This symptom is very similar to the performance after the illusion.

"Al she is communicating with a group of humans."

Elder Schindor was also ignorant of the method used by Qiao Xiu, Quaytoan stared at Al, and her pupil suddenly shrank a second.

Although very subtle, Quaytoan saw a large number of shimmering particles gradually pouring into Al's body.

This is the power of faith... The radiance of these particles is dim, dim to near-transparent, and is almost as weak as the light between the lights and the fireflies, compared to the energy that the high elves provide to the sacred tree.

The number of low-light particles that can accumulate on Al is terrible.

"What did you let Aldo do?"

Quay Toan could no longer control his emotions at this moment, and went straight to Qiao Xiu’s side and asked loudly.

Every elder elder understands how difficult it is to have a new high elf build a faith in the holy tree.

This also led to the fact that the first class instructors of each of the higher elves would instill in them the concept of 'the holy tree is supreme.'

“As your friend said, Al is communicating with humans.”

Qiao Xiu waved open the interface of the magic net, directly point to the page of the Golden Vision, and the most prominent position in this page is the live broadcast of Al.

There is no official live broadcast room in the magic net horizon. This is a webpage made by Qiao Xiu temporarily. After entering, you can see the interface of the Holy Spirit in the combat readiness stage.

In the lower right corner of this screen, a small window is placed at a point in the center, and Alben is waving his hand to the audience in the window.

"Light alone is impossible to generate... the power of faith."

Quaytoan looked at the magic net interface in front of Qiao Xiu, and his expression was instantly sluggish for a moment.

"You...receiving the lost gift of the holy tree?" Quay Toan once again looked up and down at Qiao Xiu. "No, this is not the central consciousness of the holy tree."

“The gift of the holy tree?”

Qiao Xiu seems to have heard something that is too much, and Quaytoan’s expression looks like something similar to the ‘magic net’.

Moreover, there are many products of ‘high-tech’ in Arthurcro. Whether it is a spar that can record images or a dagger that was previously captured from the captain of the inspection team, it is not a product of human technology that can be produced at this stage.

"Please also forget the words I just said." Quaytoan shook his head and deliberately avoided this question. "I can understand this is the medium of communication between Al and humans, but..."

Quay Toan said that he once again looked at Al, and it was just that this eye had made Quaytoan unable to remove his sight.

Because the power of faith floating around Al has become more and more!

This number is still rising at an extremely fast rate. At the beginning, in the eyes of Quaytoan, Al is just a little like a firefly on both sides of his cheeks. Now Al's body is surrounded by this group of 'fireflies'.

hundred? No... one thousand? Quaytoan carefully counted those dim light **** and estimated how many people's beliefs were gathered in Al.

"The exact number is about 5,000." Qiao Xiu reminded the elder elder not to do this useless work, and pointed to the 'viewers' below the magic net interface.

"Five thousand?"

Quaytoan looked at the number in the line pointed by Qiao Xiu, which showed 13,000 people.

"This is only my approximate estimate, but now there are more than 10,000 people in Nolan who want to see the Al side. This number is still rising." Qiao Xiu said.

In order to see her side? Quaytoan felt that his common sense and logic for three thousand years had been messed up.

“So many humans want to see what Al She is doing?” Quay Toan finally asked this question.

Qiao Xiu pondered for a moment and finally thought of an answer.

"Acting cute?"