The first era, the abyss.
The gray elf Liliana sat on the marble wall.
Her feet were dangling in the air, swaying in boredom, but her eyes were fixed on the scenery outside the snowy city.
Outside the city, the snowstorm that seemed to last forever disappeared at some point.
What comes into view is a world of light. In the brilliant sunshine, the snow-capped mountains in the distance appear sacred and majestic.
I heard the sound of gurgling water. Not far away was a lake and grassland, and further away was a forest.
The fragrance of flowers wafted through the air. Liliana turned her head and saw the pure white sea of flowers swaying in the wind beside the lake.
Those were plants that Liliana had never seen in the abyss before.
The bottom of the abyss is desolate and barren. Apart from this island that fell from its independent material plane, there is no indigenous life.
...
...
However, these white flowers appeared without any warning, swaying in the wind and emitting a brilliant fragrance.
"All these changes..."
"Is it all because of—him?"
Looking at the brand new scenery outside the Snow Wind City, Liliana's mind suddenly emerged again: the human boy sleeping on the frozen throne whom she had caught a glimpse of before.
According to the leader, the world around the Snow Wind City is the unconscious reflection and manifestation of the human boy's mental images while he was sleeping.
So, at this moment.
The scenery reflected by the mental image changed from endless snow and wind to warm spring days.
Does this also mean that -
Has the young man on the frozen throne also undergone a change in his mental state?
he--
Finally woke up
Such speculation took root in Liliana's heart uncontrollably.
However, since that day, the Night Palace where the leader resides in the center of the Snow City has been shrouded in darkness.
Even though Liliana was extremely anxious because of her guess, she never had the chance to go in and confirm it.
"Sister Liliana, this bouquet of flowers is for you. We picked them from the sea of flowers outside the city."
Suddenly, a group of gray elf children came over from outside the city wall, playing and laughing. They saw Elder Liliana sitting on the wall in a daze. A little gray elf girl smiled and picked up a bouquet of flowers and handed it to Liliana.
Because Liliana has a very approachable personality, the children of the Gray Elves are not as awed by their own elders as the civilians of other elven tribes. Instead, they are able to get along well with Elder Liliana.
"Thank you, Xiaotia."
Liliana reached out her hand lightly and took the bouquet of unknown white flowers from the little gray elf girl named Tia.
She was about to raise her hand habitually to touch the head of Little Tia in front of her, but she saw the little gray elf girl in front of her took a step back and made a face at her: "No, Sister Liliana."
"My mom said that if you keep getting patted on the head, you won't grow tall... If you're short, you won't be able to get married."
As she spoke, she ran into the city laughingly with other gray elf children.
It was dinner time in the City of Snow and Wind. Smoke was rising from the city, and it was time for the gray elf children to go home for dinner.
Liliana sat on the city wall, looking at the bunch of white flowers in her hand, and touched her forehead unconsciously.
If you are touched on the head, you will not grow taller... Is there such a saying?
She suddenly recalled that when she was a child, she seemed to have been touched on the head by that human.
Of course, the main person who touches her head is sister Hathaway, who does it every day.
According to Sister Hathaway, the human boy, who was also her teacher, especially liked to touch her head...but she couldn't beat that human, so she extended her claws to Liliana.
Eventually, a complete food chain was formed.
So,
My height is not considered tall among the female grey elves.
The thought that subconsciously emerged in her mind made Liliana smile.
With the legendary strongman's ability to control his own body, the posture of the body can already be adjusted at will.
Not to mention growing taller, even turning into a five-meter-tall giant might not be impossible with his legendary status.
However, for most legends, they prefer to keep their original appearance.
After all, the solidification and identification of one's own image and concepts is also one of the ways to resist the remaining pollution and madness in the main material plane today.
Thinking of this, Liliana brought the bouquet of flowers close to her face.
The petals were delicate and white, and the fresh fragrance filled her nose in an instant. Even with Liliana's spiritual power that had reached the legendary level, she felt a sense of relaxation and joy.
For the residents of the Western Continent, even for the most ordinary farmers and civilians, seeing beautiful flowers in the fields is just the most simple and common thing.
However, for the elves who fell into the abyss along with the Lost Island and had never seen the world outside the abyss in their entire lives, even if it was just the most ordinary flower, it was a brand new experience that they had never had before, even for a legend like Liliana.
Speaking of which... since the surrounding scenery is the embodiment of the human boy's mental image.
That means there really should be such a pure white flower in his hometown.
What is it called?
And... what kind of place is it that can produce such pure flowers?
Such a thought just arose.
The next moment, there were sudden quiet words, interrupting Liliana's reverie.
"It's called Frostwhisper."
"It is a flower that only grows in the snowy plains of my hometown in the far north."
"The cultivation environment requirements for the Frost Whisper Flower are extremely strict. It can only grow in the icy and snowy northern land."
"After leaving my hometown, I have tried many times to cultivate Frostwhisper flowers in other places, but unfortunately the results were not ideal, so I had to give up in the end."
"Thinking about it now, I still feel a little regretful..."
"Perhaps it is this regret that makes the Frost Whisper Flower become the symbol of the snowy plains of Ceylon in my heart, and also the symbol of my and Xiao Ai's hometown."
"So, what just happened is part of the scenery of my mental world, and it is now manifested in reality."
The indifferent words rang in Liliana's ears, carrying a faint sense of familiarity.
Liliana looked back in confusion.
Then--
She then saw the young man who was sitting on the city wall like her.
Black hair, black eyes, and ears that are not long and pointed like those of the elves in the Snow City, but have soft lines.
That is the symbol of humanity.
He just watched the melting ice and snow outside the city and the arrival of spring, with a hint of nostalgia in his dark eyes.
At this moment, Liliana felt her heart skip a beat.
She recognized the human in front of her.
Although it was only when I was a child, there were a few occasions when I entered the palace and caught a glimpse of the sleeping figure on the throne.
However, with her legendary memory, Liliana would never make a mistake.
This snowy land where everything is reborn, and even this city—
It's all because of him.
"You are... the little girl from the gray elf tribe who liked to follow Hathaway on the Lost Isle, right? I have some impression of her."
"If I remember correctly, the name should be Liliana?"
The other party turned sideways, glanced at Liliana, and spoke quietly.
"Because I sensed a familiar atmosphere in this city, I came here just now to take a look."
"I originally thought it was a descendant of the little girl's bloodline, and I was even thinking about this damn longevity theory... I didn't expect that I would be able to see the elf I met once on the Lost Isle five hundred years later."
His words and expressions were very peaceful, without any malice or aggression.
However, when being stared at by those dark eyes, even with her legendary mental power, Liliana had a premonition that all her secrets were completely seen through by the other party.
You know, even when facing the leader before, I have never had such a feeling.
"I never thought that five hundred years later, the little girl who followed Hathaway around and learned to speak has now become a true legend."
"Is this what they call a sea of change?"
Looking at the gray elf in front of him, the human boy's words were also filled with some emotion.
"When you travel a lot in time, it always feels like it's only a few decades or hundreds of years."
"It is only now that I can begin to feel the weight of these five hundred years."
He leaned back a little more lazily, almost lying down on the city wall.
"The elemental particles at the bottom of the abyss are faint and not very suitable for cultivation."
"Of course, the Abyss is also far away from the madness and pollution left in the main material plane. There is no need to worry about losing control as the status is improved. It can be said that there are both advantages and disadvantages."
"But, anyway—"
"Apart from teaching you for a period of time, Hathaway and I didn't leave you any substantial help or extraordinary materials."
As he spoke, there was a strange look in his eyes as he looked at Liliana.
"Your talent is not outstanding among the high elves."
"To be able to reach this point and reach the limit of legend, even if there are opportunities and other assistance, but the only thing you can really rely on is your own efforts."
"For five hundred years, we have worked day and night without any slackness, through hardships, overcoming difficulties, and building a new path from scratch... This effort has finally paid off."
“It’s quite an achievement.”
"Liliana, you have enough to be proud of."
While speaking.
The black-haired boy in front of him stretched out his hand almost subconsciously, as if he wanted to touch the head of the little gray elf girl in front of him like he did before.
However, as if he recalled Liliana's current identity, he finally restrained this impulse.
"If Hathaway saw your achievements today, she would definitely be proud of you."
"After five hundred years of wandering and wandering, she can look back and still see some familiar people and things that have not changed... This is always a good thing, and it can comfort her soul."
"So keep going, Liliana."
"Maybe one day, you can really become Hathaway's assistant."
"Of course, if you want to take a break, that's fine."
"after all--"
There was a slight pause in his words.
"My teacher is just like me..."
"They are all proud and arrogant guys who like to take all the responsibilities and risks on themselves."
The boy's last words disappeared with the breeze blowing from the city wall.
When Liliana came back to her senses from the shock of the person in her memory walking into reality, she wanted to look for the other person again.
But he found that the black-haired and black-eyed human boy was no longer in front of him. "Shaya Eggot."
She silently repeated the name in her heart.
This created everything in the Snow Wind City and also changed the future name of the entire elf race.
It was he who brought hope to the Isle of the Lost.
It was also him who caused the entire Elf Royal Court to fall into the abyss with him.
Similarly, at this moment, it is also his awakening that brings the elves an opportunity to leave the abyss and return to the sunshine.
Liliana didn't know what attitude to use to face him.
However, at least at this moment, in Liliana's heart, she could only feel gratitude towards the human named Char.
At this moment, her heart moved slightly.
Then, under Liliana's shocked gaze.
The illusory spots of light transformed into books, materializing in Liliana's spiritual world.
The extremely profound and profound knowledge was transformed into characters and condensed on the pages of the book.
Liliana's gray-black eyes widened.
Back then, on the Lost Island, Sister Hathaway had explained to her the arcane and magic, the enlightenment level of knowledge.
But later, a catastrophe occurred, and the Lost Island fell into the abyss. The subsequent arcane knowledge had no place to be passed on, and Liliana's journey as a wizard came to an end.
However, Liliana never forgot the arcane enlightenment knowledge taught by her sister Hathaway.
And at this moment.
At some point, the human boy stored all the subsequent forbidden knowledge in the form of books in his own spiritual world.
The broken heritage was continued.
That is the road leading to a higher realm above legend.
"In that case..."
"Sister Hathaway, Leader, and Char, please watch."
"After I break through the boundaries of legend and reach a higher level."
“Become the power around you.”
…
Char jumped down from the city wall and blended in with the elves coming and going in the Snow Wind City.
He walked around the city along the way, as leisurely as a stroll after dinner.
However, both the common people of the elves and Liliana, who was previously at the legendary level, turned a deaf ear to this human whose appearance was very different from that of the elves.
"What's that look in your eyes, Char-san?"
"Don't tell me, you're going to even attack this little girl who admires you and your master."
"If that's the case, then I'm afraid I have to doubt Char's taste."
A cold voice rang in Char's ears.
At some point, Airola appeared behind Char, with her arms folded across her chest.
Her pretty face was still as flawless as ice, and no expression could be seen, but with Xia's familiarity with Airola, he could hear the hint of dissatisfaction in her words.
"That's definitely not the case. Girls like juniors and schoolmates who are much younger than me are never in my hunting range."
"I just saw an elf I met once before, and I missed him a little."
Char was not surprised by Airola's appearance and just spoke softly.
Arora curled her lips and said, "Girls who are too young are not within your hunting range."
"So women who are hundreds or thousands of years older than you are within your hunting range, right?"
"That's not the point."
Char calmly changed the subject.
"And, most importantly—"
"Xiao Ai, I see your shadow in Liliana."
He smiled and shook the blonde's hand.
"Don't you think she looks a lot like you?"
"With her talent, the title level should be her limit."
"But through his own efforts and due to a certain obsession, he entered a higher realm that he should not have touched."
"That said, it feels familiar."
Airola's gaze turned towards the direction of the city wall.
She is well aware of her talents.
I am not like Char. With Char's talent and ability, he will definitely shine no matter what...but she is different.
The contractor of the Holy Spear, the strongest person at the throne level... These identities should not have appeared on him.
It was her persistence, which could almost be described as insane, that enabled her to find the only variable, the only possibility, in her own vague and indistinct future.
The possibility of being able to keep up with Char and become his assistant.
Airola herself was motivated by her desire to stay by Char's side forever, to be the one who walks shoulder to shoulder with him.
And in the gray elf named Liliana, she also felt the same obsession and desire as herself.
"By the way, Xiao Ai, were you the legendary voice of disgust just now?"
Xia suddenly raised his eyebrows.
"I like."
"Yui, quickly record this as an alarm clock. I want to hear Xiao Ai wake me up in a disgusted tone every day."
"Yes, Master."
Yui, who looked like a metal fairy, flapped her wings and responded with a sweet voice.
Information flows are rapidly recorded, synthesized and modeled in artificial intelligence databases.
Airola looked at Xia and sighed helplessly: "Slippery tongue."
"So, you're so relaxed these days, is that really okay?"
"I thought the first thing you did after arriving in the First Age was to break through the abyss and go to the main material plane to meet your childhood master."
She looked at the dome of the abyss and spoke softly.
Even after sleeping for five hundred years and devouring the legacy of the old sun god...even Airola was not sure how far Char had come.
But relying on her intuition, Aurora could be very sure that -
Even without the help of the Holy Lance, the world wall between the Abyss Plane and the Main Material Plane could no longer stop Char at this moment.
According to Airola's understanding, everyone has gathered and the world barrier has been broken.
Then, naturally, the only thing left to do next is to pick up the holy spear and fight against those mythical creatures walking on the Western Continent.
"My little Ai, my little Ai."
"You have already ascended the throne, but why are you still acting like a reckless husband? Oh no, it's the mindset of a reckless wife."
What a savage woman!
Xia let out a long sigh, and then patted the blonde girl in front of him on the head.
He had already heard what the gray elf child had said before, but as a young man of the new era living in the Fourth Epoch, Char naturally did not believe in the feudal superstition that touching the head would prevent growth.
Isn’t my own Xiao Ai very graceful, with a nice waist and nice legs?
Except for being a little flat, everything else is perfect.
Wait...if you touch your head you won't grow taller.
If I touch other parts of my body, will there be similar effects?
Could it be that Xiao Ai's flat chest was caused by me touching it?
Char looked at his hands and fell into deep thought.
However, when the blonde girl next to him looked at him with suspicion, Char quickly adjusted his expression without revealing the slightest flaw, and did not let the girl who had maxed out her "Intuition" skill notice anything unusual about him.
Xia Ya was well aware of the resentment his child bride had towards his airport.
He is a tough guy who drinks papaya milk as if it were water every day. In Char's Garden of Eden, Xiao Ai has set up a papaya farm of his own, which is completely self-sufficient.
If Xiao Ai knew that the things she had been regretting for a long time were caused by her daily welfare.
Then... I'll probably die, right?
Even if he didn't die, the loss of his daily benefits was something Char could never tolerate.
"cough."
He coughed lightly.
"In short, Xiao Ai, your thinking is still too reckless."
"There's an old saying in my hometown... It's better to proceed slowly and plan carefully than to proceed rashly."
"We are fighting against an entire era of mythical creatures. Even though I am confident in myself, I cannot say that I am certain of victory."
"Even if I win, if any of you get hurt in this battle, it will be my failure."
"Same goes for Master-chan."
"What I'm pursuing is a longer future with her."
There was a slight pause in Char's words.
"If I meet Master for the sake of temporary gains and losses, but it casts a shadow on my future, then I'm missing the point."
"It's just loneliness... Five hundred years have passed, so a little more time won't make a difference."
"Besides—"
"I always like to do things to the extreme."
"When you beat the little one, the big one comes. When you beat the big one, the old one comes..."
"Even if we defeat those mythical creatures, we won't be able to completely eradicate them. They will flee to the depths of the astral world and become hard to find. After several years, they will recover from their injuries and come back with their cultists... That's not my style."
Char's dark eyes looked up at the dome of the abyss, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Now that we're here, we have to do something big, right?"
"for example--"
"Gather those mythical creatures together..."
"Then, set off a big firework."
"I guess that fireworks must be very beautiful."
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