I……
Did I do something wrong?
The desolate wind blew through the silent council hall.
At this moment, Hathaway's heart...
All the previous joy, excitement, and expectations.
Everything turned into pure nothingness.
Ice cold.
The world became silent, with only the illusory water curtain remaining.
Hathaway's beautiful light golden eyes were fixed on the illusory light curtain for a long time.
...
...
In the picture, the figure of the human boy is so thin.
He lowered his head slightly, his hands bound by black iron shackles.
Under the jet-black hair, the pair of black eyes that once intoxicated Hathaway and seemed to reflect the sea of stars had never been so dark as they were at this moment.
This was the first time Hathaway saw Char so weak.
In the past, because of their stunning first meeting, Char was always shrouded in a vague aura in Hathaway's eyes.
He is powerful and mysterious.
Like a hero, he appeared in the life of the golden elf when Hathaway was most desperate, and also brought light to the dark world of the Lost Island.
Gentle, yet seemingly omnipotent.
Char's image is so brilliant and incomparable that Hathaway often feels ashamed in front of Char and doesn't even dare to look him in the face.
But it was not until this moment that Hathaway really saw the boy's appearance for the first time.
The mystery and heroic appearance that we first saw in that dimensional void have faded away, and the heroic filter has also faded away.
His facial features are not angular, but soft, slender and extremely handsome.
It can even be called weak.
He doesn't look like a powerful person who is at least above the legend, or even surpasses the legend.
Compared to the elves Hathaway had seen on the Lost Isle, Char was more like a true elven bard, gentle and calm, untainted by dust.
In the past, because of Xia's calm and mysterious demeanor, and because she often liked to regard herself as Hathaway's teacher, he would often let her call him teacher to take advantage of her.
So Hathaway always felt that Char's real age should not be young.
As for the youthful appearance, for those who are above the legendary level, there are too many ways to disguise it, or it can be said that it is not a disguise at all, but the physical state is frozen at the peak age.
But it was not until this moment that Hathaway suddenly realized it.
Even if we put aside the difference in lifespan between humans and high elves, after converting according to the ratio of racial lifespan, Char might still be younger than himself.
He didn't look like the experienced and powerful man in her past fantasies, but more like a teenager who had just reached adulthood.
And I am so unreasonable...
In order to fulfill her own wishful thinking, she stubbornly asked him, who was younger than her, to accompany her back to the Lost Island.
Then, Char fell into an abyss from which there was no escape.
He also said something about becoming the first member of his yet-to-be-built wizard tower.
Said he wanted to be Char's only disciple.
Said I wanted to be his right-hand man, his strength.
Thinking about it now, it’s really ridiculous.
The golden elf's mind fell into the ice cave little by little.
She slowly raised her head and looked at her silent fellow tribesmen in front of her.
"Where is Char now?"
"Right now, I should be with the Lord."
The leading old sun elf spoke slowly.
"We originally planned to kill the alien race completely."
"But for some reason, after seeing that human, the Lord issued a decree."
"Order us to send someone to bring that human to His abode."
"host……"
Hathaway keenly captured the information in the words of the sun elf in front of her.
There is no so-called master on the Lost Island anymore.
Here, the Council holds the highest authority.
And the sun elf who was the elder of the council before him was able to show such awe, even a look that could be described as humble—
Then, the so-called "Lord" they mentioned only has one possibility left.
"The Sun God, the creator of the Glorious Age, has been resurrected?"
She looked at the elves in front of her and spoke slowly: "During the great catastrophe, neither the Ancient Dragon King nor the Giant King was spared."
"The pollution of the fallen sun is still plaguing the material plane even after thousands of years."
"Are you so sure that the "He" you are talking about is the real Sun God himself?"
"Of course, if not, how could He possess such great power and majesty."
The moon elf who had previously prevented Hathaway from entering the royal library said indifferently.
"The Lord has promised that as long as we follow His will and help Him complete His resurrection—"
"Then when He returns, He will open up a private land for us on the Western Continent and rebuild a new Elf King's Court."
"That place will be tens or even hundreds of times larger than the current Lost Island."
"And the premise of that is that before the Lord truly resurrects, all unexpected factors must be completely eradicated."
"Explore the outside world, let the elves try to leave the Lost Island, contact the astral world, and use the power you call magic..."
"These are all sources of danger. They may expose the Lord, who has not yet fully recovered, to the prying eyes of other mythical creatures in the Western Continent."
“So, it must be eradicated.”
"It's a pity. For the future of the royal court and the future of the golden elves."
"Senior Hathaway, this is a necessary sacrifice."
Whoosh——
A shrill sound of breaking through the air was heard.
The pure silver arrow shone with an icy luster, and pierced straight through the body of the gold elf, which was bound by the holy relic "Chain of Heaven" and could not move.
In the distance, a young forest elf woman slowly put away the longbow in her hand.
Before the Cataclysm, the exclusive professions of the forest elves were rangers and hunters.
The bow and arrow is the most powerful weapon of the forest elves' rangers, and also the weapon they are most proud of.
But at this moment, the weapons that the forest elves used in the past to guard the royal court and hunt the extraordinary creatures that invaded the royal court were used against their own people.
Even though Hathaway was now restrained by the "Chains of Heaven", the other elders of the council were still unwilling to rest assured.
As the remnant of the royal court from before the catastrophe, no one in the entire council chamber is not afraid of her power.
Flesh and blood were pierced by arrows.
In an instant, dense black lines extended along the wound to every part of the golden elf's flesh.
Severe pain spread throughout my limbs and bones, coming from every nerve.
That arrow was attached with an extremely vicious curse.
However, at this moment, Hathaway did not pay any attention to the pain of the curse that was gnawing at her bones and burning her heart.
"Do you know?"
She looked around and spoke softly.
"In the first generation of the Council, in fact, no one ever missed that glorious era."
"On the contrary, the vast majority of us hold a deep hatred for the Creator of the Glorious Era."
"Because, all the elves who experienced the catastrophe, their relatives and friends, and even their entire lives, were destroyed in that disaster." "Relatives, friends, lovers, wives and children, killed each other in the pollution and madness..."
“This also includes my parents.”
"That purgatory-like scene is still fresh in my memory today."
Hathaway placed her pale hand on the arrow and pulled it out violently.
Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, but she didn't care at all: "So, from the beginning to the end, what we pursued was not to return to that glorious era."
“No matter how beautiful and prosperous that era was, it was only built on the gifts of others.”
"To put it bluntly, we are just pets of the Creator, and the three royal courts are just three viewing cages."
"The Creator gave power to giants, elves, and ancient dragons... then he can also take it away at will, destroying everything we hold dear."
"It's not subject to our will, just like the Cataclysm."
"After all, pets are like this. When they are in a good mood, they may be rewarded with food, but once they get in the way of their own path, they will be kicked away without mercy."
The golden elf's light golden pupils looked around at the people around him.
Every elven elder who saw her eyes felt a chill.
"So, we just wanted to abandon the innate strength that came from our blood and the charity of others at all costs."
"It's about developing a completely new path that belongs only to us."
"Compared to the natural strength bestowed by the elven bloodline, it will undoubtedly be very difficult to embark on such a new path. Perhaps the heights reached in one's lifetime are not as powerful as the extraordinary abilities that an elf is born with."
"But... that is our own strength after all, and not a gift from some high and mighty being."
"And now, this path has just begun to see the light of day."
"Xiata has brought a future to the elves."
“A future that is bumpy, full of difficulties and obstacles… but where we can take the fate of our race into our own hands, step by step, without relying on anyone else’s opinion.”
"He is not the alien you are talking about. He is my hero and also the benefactor of the entire Elf King's Court."
…
"cliche!"
"These historical stories are just... old-fashioned!"
The moon elf interrupted Hathaway unhappily.
"I have heard these stories many times from the old stubborn people in my family. What's the point?"
"The fact is, those old fogies died and left a mess for their descendants."
"According to our agreement with the Lord, as long as you hand over both you and that troublesome alien human to Him, He will grant us new extraordinary abilities."
"That was originally the authority of the giant race, but the pure-blooded giants had already become extinct in the catastrophe."
"When the Lord resurrects and opens a new era, there will no longer be the three great courts of giants and ancient dragons. Instead, there will only be the elves' unique court."
Snap——
The bowstring was tightened again.
Along with it came the elemental light that shone across the sky.
The extraordinary ability of the elves' bloodline is to control elements. At this moment, it is used by several elves of legendary rank with unparalleled brilliance and power.
However, at the center of that huge majesty—
“Not qualified.”
That calm voice remained cold despite the overwhelming malice.
“Not “freedom”. ”
"But from a "small cage" to a "big cage"? ”
"I don't know how many elf ancestors spent hundreds of years and sacrificed countless lives along the way before we finally stood up."
"From a dog, it has transformed into a truly intelligent creature."
"And now, your spines are broken again, and you have to lie down like dogs again."
"Curled in the cage given by the gods, praying for the favor to come, so that this cage can be made bigger and the status among the running dogs can be higher?"
There was a cold light flashing in the golden elf's eyes.
"As the future of the elves."
"You guys are unqualified."
…
boom--
Hathaway was never given a chance to speak.
The brilliant elemental light shone forth.
The elements of the riot turned into turbulence, submerging the entire hall of the council.
However--
At the very center of the elemental turbulence.
The golden elf just raised his white hand silently.
"What a crude technique."
“I don’t know what the elements are, let alone the basic rules and logic of their operation.”
"He just rudely relied on the authority bestowed by the gods and mindlessly vented his power... He was no different from a three-year-old child."
Hathaway gently placed her hand on the holy relic "Chain of Heaven" that was wrapped around her arm.
"So, you still don't understand."
"What exactly did Char bring to us?"
The "Chains of Heaven" were indeed created during the Glorious Age, and they can restrict all divinity and authority, including the holy relics of bloodline abilities bestowed by the gods.
However, that is limited to divinity and the gift from God.
What Hathaway pursues is to no longer rely on divinity and gifts, but to rely entirely on the path she has taken.
Then, naturally, they would not be restricted by such holy relics targeting divinity.
Because of his race and rules, Char was greatly suppressed on the Lost Island, but she was different.
The Lost Island is also her home ground.
"Then I'll let you see it."
"What? That was the real magic..."
The golden elf opened his mouth slightly.
The cold sound of chanting spells spread in the air.
"High-speed Divine Word" is activated.
That was the most advanced skill that Char taught her. Hathaway was a little clumsy when she used it at first, but at this moment she had mastered it completely.
In an instant, the originally long chant was compressed into a very short time.
The spell connects the magic power beyond the astral realm and constructs a complicated spell model.
That was what Char called his ultimate skill.
The name of this forbidden spell is——
"Nuclear explosion".
It has a similar principle to the sea of stars that Hathaway and Char created on the Lost Island.
However, the starting point of "pseudo-stars" is different from that of pursuing long-term stable operation.
The principle of releasing the forbidden spell "Nuclear Explosion" is to release destructive power without restraint and constraint.
boom--
In an instant.
Endless light and heat filled the entire hall.
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