Abyss, bottom.
This is the surface side of the world, a territory that has never been set foot on by creatures in the main material plane.
For the creatures of the Western Continent, everything in the abyss is unknown.
Even in the imagination of most intelligent races and even mythical creatures, the inside of the abyss should be a dead purgatory, a desolate place without any life.
But in reality, this is not the case.
It is as if even in the elemental plane filled with high-temperature fire, where creatures of flesh and blood cannot exist, elemental life forms such as "Fire Element" and "Hellfire Lord" will be born.
Life is the most tenacious miracle in this world.
No one knows where the life in the abyss comes from. Perhaps it comes from the time when the world was first created, when the boundary between the surface and inside of the world was not as clear as it is now, a period of chaos that was difficult to cross.
Or perhaps it was due to certain key points in the changing eras and the mysterious ebb, the moment when one mistakenly entered the inner side from the surface of the world.
...
...
But no matter what——
Even in the most dangerous abyss, there are still sparks of life.
…
Ice blue plains.
The ancient city, shrouded in the dim night, stands on this snowy wasteland.
From time to time, pedestrians wearing long robes and hoods come in and out of this ancient city.
Occasionally, the whistling cold wind would blow open the hood of the robe, and one could see the pointed and slender ears of the pedestrians in this ancient city, which were different from those of humans.
This is a city belonging to the elves, also called the City of Wind and Snow by the elves.
"It is said that more than five hundred years ago—"
“This place is not what it is today.”
"The royal court we are in now is nothing but a scorched earth flowing with molten lava and blazing flames in the abyss."
The melodious sound of the organ echoed over the cold snowfield, carrying with it the singing voice of the grey elf bard.
"Until one day, the sky collapsed, and the huge holy spear carried this city from outside the abyss and descended into the world of today."
"Since then, the red scorched earth that was originally flowing with lava and flames has gradually turned into the snowy plains it is today."
"Is this true?"
Next to the marble wall, the elves who were listening asked.
"Whether it's true or not, it doesn't matter. It happened five hundred years ago after all."
The grey elf bard plucked the strings of his harp.
"However, since it is what the leader said, it should be true."
“But this goes against common sense.”
An elf raised a rebuttal: "What on earth could have happened to turn the purgatory of lava and flames into the snowy plains of today?"
"Who knows?"
The bard of the Grey Elf tribe was still plucking the strings of his harp, speaking in a voice that sounded like a chant: "In this extraordinary world, everything is possible."
"I heard that powerful legends can rely on their own will to unconsciously interfere with the surrounding nature, making the reality around them move closer to and distort the scenery in their own minds."
"And what if there is a great being sleeping here, one who is more powerful and noble than the legend?"
"If this is the case, then the embodiment of the mental landscape in his mind may not be a temporary and unsustainable distortion... but a permanent rewriting and covering of the surrounding environment."
"Rewriting reality with one's own mental world... a great man who transcends legends."
The elf from before was stunned: "In our city, besides the leader, is there another powerful person like that sleeping?"
Obviously, apart from the mysterious and unfathomable leader who only appears occasionally.
Even in the council chamber that holds the power of the royal court, all the elders of various tribes have only just arrived at the legendary level.
"I don't know. I just read some vague guesses in ancient books."
The grey elf bard also shook his head in confusion.
It was just because of his profession as a bard that he read more books and heard more rumors than ordinary people, so he seemed to have a broader vision.
As for the authenticity of those rumors and ancient books, hundreds of years have passed and naturally they can no longer be verified.
To be honest, he himself was a little bit unconvinced by these rumors.
After all, one can unconsciously, relying on the thoughts and mental images in one's inner world, rewrite the purgatory in reality into a snowy field of ice and snow.
Such great power is beyond the imagination of most residents of the royal court.
"Although these are just rumors——"
"But it's not a completely made-up lie."
Suddenly a crisp sound was heard.
This is a gray elf who is also wearing robes.
However, unlike the white robes worn by the two people who had talked before, this gray elf girl was wearing a pitch-black robe.
"Elder Liliana."
"Elder Liliana."
When they saw the grey elf girl in black robe, both the grey elf bard and the other residents who were listening to the bard's story by the city wall stood up at the same time and spoke respectfully.
Liliana.
In the current council chamber are the elders of the grey elves.
At the same time, he is also the strongest person in the royal court except for the leader.
Although they are all legends, they are not at the same level as other legends and there is a qualitative gap between them.
It is said that Elder Liliana was born before the royal court fell into the abyss, and had personally experienced the great changes that occurred when it fell into the abyss.
Moreover, according to the ancient books in the Royal Court's library, before this, the Grey Elves, as a marginal race in the Royal Court, did not have the qualifications to participate in the council and interfere with the highest-level decisions of the Royal Court.
It was not until the Royal Court fell into the abyss that Elder Liliana grew up and rose, and only then did she rely on her overwhelming strength to win a seat for the Grey Elves in the Council.
Moreover, she is also the elf closest to the mysterious leader in the royal court.
Although Elder Liliana still looks like a young girl, the age of the elves cannot be measured by appearance.
In the Elf King's Court, except for the leader, everyone else would show respect when seeing Liliana.
For the grey elves, this is respect and admiration from the bottom of their hearts.
However, for the elves of other branches, it may be simply "following their heart".
“No need to be so polite…”
"Whether it's the leader or Sister Hathaway, they don't like too much red tape."
The gray elf girl waved her hand.
She turned her head slightly and looked at the grey elf bard from before.
"The guess you made is actually not wrong."
"If not for this, do you think a strong person like the leader would stay in the desolate royal court for so long... Is it just for us weaklings who are insignificant in her eyes?"
"The reason why the leader has stayed here for five hundred years, at the bottom of this lonely and deserted abyss that can only be described as desolate and barren—"
"Actually, it's all just for..."
"Just someone."
"For... someone?"
The bard spoke blankly.
"Elder Liliana, who is the person you are talking about that made the leader stay here to guard for five hundred years?"
He regretted the moment he said it.
There is obviously a huge secret hidden in this, a secret that even Elder Liliana is very secretive about. It may even be related to the fundamental reason why the royal court fell into the abyss more than 500 years ago.
But his curiosity and thirst for knowledge as a bard played a role, making him ask this question without thinking.
However, after asking this question, the elder in front of him did not frown in dissatisfaction or refuse as the bard had expected.
There was also a somewhat complicated look in Liliana's beautiful gray-black eyes.
“I don’t know.”
"I only met him once when I was very young, a little girl."
"At that time, the Royal Court had not yet fallen into the abyss, but was an isolated island in the vast ocean, shrouded in eternal night."
"At that time, the life of the grey elves and the entire royal court was far from as comfortable as it is now... The blood of the entire elves contained a filthy curse. For most elves, the lifespan did not exceed 200 years, which was far from as long as it is now."
A hint of reminiscence flashed across Liliana's beautiful eyes.
She seemed to be back to when she was a little girl in the gray elf settlement, hiding behind her elders, and saw the black-haired and black-eyed human boy for the first time next to Sister Hathaway.
To date, more than five hundred years have passed.
The little gray elf girl who once looked up at the brilliant starry sky has now become the pillar of the Elf Royal Court and a true legend.
Regardless of whether it is the golden elves who take good care of the gray elves, Sister Hathaway——
Or maybe it was the human boy with black hair and black eyes who had been missing for a long time.
In the Elf King's Court, it has long since been reduced to a few lines of text in ancient books and an illusory legend.
“To be honest, I’m also very curious.”
"What kind of magic power does that person have?"
"That's why the leader and Sister Hathaway both miss him so much."
Liliana's gaze lingered outside the walls of the ancient city, with a hint of curiosity and exploration in the snow fluttering in the wind.
"Also, what kind of person is he..."
“His mental image will have such scenery.”
Obviously, the landscapes in ordinary people's minds are all dignified and magnificent palaces, or gardens full of flowers. In short, they are all beautiful things, and they also represent the so-called "ideal destination."
But the landscape in that human being's mind is an icy field with continuous snow and wind.
The mental image was so strong that the scenery in the mind even materialized into reality, permanently overwriting the molten lava and sea of fire with the snowy fields of today.
What does this snowfield mean to him?
Is that his hometown?
…
Until Liliana passed through the passage of the Snow City.
When you reach the center of the royal court, the palace shrouded in the dim night.
Her mind was still immersed in the previous memories.
It was not until the cold shadowy door came into view that Liliana came to her senses and gently knocked on the door.
"Enter."
A pleasant and elegant voice came from behind the door.
After hearing the reply, Liliana pushed open the door and walked in.
As soon as you enter, what catches your eye is the bright and clear sunshine.
It formed an extremely sharp contrast with the shadows and night that lingered throughout the palace.
Bright sunlight shines through the glass holes in the dome.
The sun shines on the frozen throne.
On the throne, the boy's profile was reflected in the faint morning light, his contours were clear and deep, and his skin seemed transparent.
He closed his eyes slightly, as if taking a nap.
if--
Ignoring the words of the sterling silver lance that pierced his chest.
The girl with black hair and black skirt was leaning slightly against the black iron throne.
She was holding a wet towel in her hand, as if she had just wiped her cheek.
"How's it going, Lily..."
The girl in the black dress slowly raised her red-gold eyes.
"I created this simulated sunlight source myself... It's not much different from the real sun."
Liliana nodded, "It makes no difference, Leader."
In fact, she had rarely seen real sunlight. She only caught a glimpse of the daylight for a moment when the Lost Island fell into the abyss and the Holy Spear pierced through the night.
However, that brief moment of light was enough for Liliana to remember for the rest of her life.
"That's good."
The girl in the black dress nodded with satisfaction.
"My powers specialize in darkness and shadows, the sun and light... which are exactly the areas I am least good at."
"In order to adjust the quality of the light to be the same as the real sun, the simulation and adjustment took me several years... Fortunately, the final result is pretty good."
"But there's nothing we can do about it..."
She turned slightly and looked at the young man sleeping on the throne.
A fleeting ray of light flashed across the pair of red-gold vertical pupils: "After all..."
"A vegetative person who has been sleeping for too long..."
"If you don't get more sun, your complexion won't look good."
"leader……"
Liliana opened her mouth, wanting to say something but stopped herself.
At this moment.
Her curiosity about the relationship between the girl in the black dress who was her leader and the human boy on the throne reached its peak.
But in the end, Liliana forced herself to suppress the urge to ask.
She recalled what her sister Hathaway had said to her a long time ago: "Don't ask children about things they shouldn't know."
However, the next moment.
It was as if he could see through Liliana's thoughts.
The girl in the black dress looked down at Liliana in front of her, and a cunning curve suddenly appeared on her delicate face that was as flawless as ice and snow.
“Lily…”
"Are you curious about the relationship between me and Char?"
Liliana resisted the urge to nod and shook her head, "No, Leader, I did not."
Knowing too much is never a good thing.
Those who understand will understand.
However, the cunning tone in the words of the girl in the black dress became more and more intense.
"It's okay, Lily."
"It's not something that should be hidden from the public."
She looked at the young man on the throne behind her, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
"Xia-ta-"
"She's my lover."
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