Chapter 422 Awakening the Elf King of the Past
Shu Li lived in the entire Bengbu.
The Elf King not only saw him, but also spoke to him.
Before, in order to attract the attention of the Elf King, he shook his head and tail, twisted his waist and buttocks, and did all kinds of funny movements, but was he seen?
Shu Li's body froze for two or three seconds. Before falling, he flapped his wings rapidly to stay suspended. Hoping for a lucky break, he asked, "Um... when did you see me?"
Don’t tell him that it’s been from the time we entered the courtyard until now!
Doesn't he have any face?
Shu Li's tender green eyes sparkled with crystal light as she looked at the Elf King with anticipation.
The Elf King endured the pain of being eroded by the power of darkness. He looked at the little elf with an unusually gentle gaze. Seeing him tangledly tugging at his robes, his small, pointed ears drooping, he chuckled softly and said, "Ever since you cleansed my wound."
Shu Li's ears pricked up instantly when he heard this. "Really...really?"
The Elf King nodded: "Really."
Shu Li's face suddenly lit up with a smile, the corners of his mouth almost reaching behind his ears.
Very good!
His image is still there!
The Elf King couldn't help laughing when he saw the little elf was so happy that bubbles were about to appear in his mouth. However, he was seriously injured and started coughing while laughing.
The wound caused by the spear was a bit tricky, and his own purification technique could not remove the black energy.
It seems that the spear has an extraordinary origin.
Hearing the Elf King's cough, Shu Li suddenly became nervous. "I... I will continue to purify you!"
He waved his magic wand and instantly cast a purification spell.
Small white balls floated densely towards the wound on the Elf King's shoulder.
Although his strength was greatly reduced in the spirit state, the black energy gradually decreased until it disappeared, and the blood flowing from the wound turned from dark red to bright red.
"The purification was successful!" Shu Li breathed a sigh of relief, habitually rubbed the Elf King's cheek with her little face, and then instantly cast a wood-based healing spell.
Light healing techniques can dispel darkness, clear negative states, and restore mental state, but they are not as effective as wood healing techniques in healing wounds.
The little elf was concentrating on casting magic instantly, and the Elf King looked at him with an unusually gentle look.
Although he could heal the wound with just one intermediate magic spell of his own, the goblin was so diligent that he just sat there without moving and let him do the work.
"Okay!"
The wound disappeared and the skin returned to smooth. Shu Li raised her delicate little face and smiled at the Elf King.
"Thank you." The Elf King said gently.
"It's just a piece of cake." Shu Li looked at the Elf King's body and found that his robe was damaged. He asked with concern, "Are there any other injuries on your body?"
Being besieged by more than a hundred dark elves at the same time, no matter how powerful the Elf King is, he will inevitably be injured.
Besides, he showed mercy.
Shu Li saw it clearly. During the melee just now, the Dark Elf King attacked fiercely and ruthlessly, but the Elf King focused on defense and could not bear to hurt his fellow tribesmen who were contaminated by darkness.
The hateful dark elves were blinded by greed and indulged in evil thoughts. They degenerated into depravity and betrayed the God of Light and the Elf King.
Although he knew that this was a history that had happened a long time ago, he still felt heavy-hearted when he witnessed the process of the rebellion with his own eyes.
What made him even more sad was that the Elf King was sitting alone under the Mother Tree.
Shu Li looked up at the elven mother tree with half of its branches cut off and sighed inwardly.
No wonder the mother tree went crazy and almost lost its mind.
It was originally lush and green, but suddenly it met with disaster and had half of it chopped off by the Dark Elf King. How could it not be furious?
"They are all minor injuries." The Elf King recited a short spell and cast a healing spell on himself. In an instant, the pain disappeared, and except for the slightly damaged robe, there was nothing unusual.
Shu Li flapped her wings, landed on his shoulder, and asked worriedly, "They...those dark elves have defected. Is that okay? Should we send troops after them?"
There are only more than 120 dark elves now. If the Elf King acts fast enough, he can still summon elves and goblins to intercept them.
As a result, the Dark Elf King's plan to create a new race failed.
"Will future generations call them 'Dark Elves'?" asked the Elf King.
"Uh, yes." Shu Li frowned and said, "Who made them all have dark skin?"
The Elf King laughed: "That's quite fitting."
Shu Li curled his lips and said, "Really? The dwarves are calling them niggers!"
Dwarves are always rude when speaking. The dark elves did something bad in the Enkak area, so they deserved to be called niggers.
The Elf King was visibly stunned.
Shu Li glanced at his expression and added, "From now on, they will become a race that everyone hates. All those in the light camp on the continent will avoid them like the plague."
The Elf King frowned slightly.
Shu Li urged, "So... before they get too far, we must act quickly to stop Ang Olaqiri from expanding his power and jeopardizing the future."
The Elf King did not answer immediately, but fell into deep thought.
Shu Li scratched his head, shaking his legs unconsciously, feeling a little anxious.
After a while, the Elf King stood up, raised his hand and placed it on the broken trunk of the mother tree. He said calmly, "The great God of Time, Ronos Clotho, has long predicted that the continent will eventually fall into darkness, and all light races will become slaves of the God of Darkness. The appearance of the Dark Elves is simply to fulfill this prophecy."
Shu Li looked at the Elf King's calm and handsome face in surprise.
He never knew that the current Elf King was actually a "fatalist"!
This is completely different from the Elf King in the future who goes back in time again and again.
"No, Fries, the future can be changed!" Shu Li flew in front of him and said seriously and solemnly, "A prophecy is just a prophecy, serving as a warning to the world, not the final outcome. Our destiny is in our own hands. When we find the right path, we can move towards another bright and beautiful future."
The Elf King was moved by the little elf's determined look and asked, "Have you found the right path?"
Shu Li nodded heavily. "Yes, we found it together."
Although time has gone back eight times, they have been working hard and desperately trying to find a road to light.
In the eighth reincarnation, many things happened that had never happened before, such as at this moment, he was talking face to face with the Elf King.
The Elf King did not ask who "we" were. His eyes fell on the small flower crown on the goblin's head. He clearly felt his own breath and the deterrent power of the Horcrux that could not be ignored.
After the God of Time left a prophecy, his soul turned into three Horcruxes: Pawood who interferes with the past, Nordi who controls time, and Scott who changes the future.
After the three Horcruxes appeared, he stayed with the Elf King, and he firmly believed that he was the master of the Horcruxes.
Looking at the little goblin who came back from the future to the past, the Elf King finally understood that the real owner of the Horcrux was someone else.
He smiled and tapped the little elf's eyebrows with his finger. "Go back and don't let 'him' worry."
"Hey?" Shu Li's consciousness suddenly became blurred, and she instinctively wanted to hold the Elf King's fingers, not wanting to go back so soon.
The Elf King looked at the little elf whose spirit had faded and said, "I will try to find the right path - with you."
Shu Li waved at him as hard as she could, but her voice became distant.
"Remember, my name is... Sperian..."
When there were no more goblins in the courtyard, the Elf King put down his hand, looked up at the broken mother tree, and made a promise.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to be born."
Shu Li regained consciousness and heard the roar of a magic explosion. He suddenly woke up and was surprised to find that he was still on the battlefield.
Going back in time to witness the Dark Elf King's rebellion, it only took a moment in reality.
After he released the [Judgement of Light] magic, his body turned into a ball of light that could purify everything, and the Dark Elf King closest to him was the first to be affected.
Not only was the possessed Dark God burned and forced to flee, but even the Dark Elf King's own soul was cleansed.
With Shuri's return, Ang O'Rakiri, who witnessed his betrayal of the Elven King, also returned.
As soon as his soul returned to its place, it was forcibly purified, and he let out a scream of pain.
Shu Li seized the opportunity and together with the Elf King, subdued Ang Olaqiri.
When in the underground mine, Shu Li discovered that he could purify the dark elves, but unfortunately he was a spirit at the time and his strength was not good enough, so the effect was minimal.
It's different now.
His soul returned to his body, and his power reached its peak, allowing him to release the purest and most advanced purification technique in the entire continent.
The dark power in the Dark Elf King's body was impacted by the power of light. It surged and fiercely repelled the power of light, attempting to devour it, but was instead burned, dissolved, and dispersed.
The two powerful forces were evenly matched and neither would give in, which made it difficult for the Dark Elf King who was the carrier.
As the dense dark power within his body gradually dissipated, Ang Orakiri spoke with difficulty, "Why... your purification technique... can..."
The blood-red eyes looked at the blond elf behind the goblin.
Re-watching himself ten thousand years ago kneeling before the Elf King and asking for purification, and being rejected, he felt unexpectedly calm.
At that time, before he left the Elf Kingdom, he declared that he would create a new race in order to impress the Elf King.
However, once you are invaded by darkness, you will never be free.
The dark elves have developed for ten thousand years. Although they are numerous, they have become slaves of darkness and are discriminated against by all races on the continent.
traitor.
Dark creatures.
The Dark God's lackey.
nigger……
These labels will accompany them throughout their lives and can never be torn off.
Aung Olaqiri asked himself this question.
Were the branches of the mother tree cut down in order to strengthen the power of the dark camp?
One wrong step leads to all wrong.
If time could go back, would he still go astray and part ways with the Elf King?
As the power of light in his body grew, his soul began to tremble.
It turns out that as long as they wait for tens of thousands of years, he and the other elves polluted by the God of Darkness can be purified.
Ang Orakiri fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily, his body wrapped in a soft white light. He stood up with the support of his magic wand and issued orders to all the dark elves in the battle.
"Lay down your weapons—a ceasefire—"
Shu Li was held by the Elf King and floated to the ground. He looked at Ang Olaqiri who suddenly "woke up" in surprise.
The killing-crazy dark elves all showed incredible expressions when they heard the order from the Dark Elf King.
They suspected that there was something wrong with their ears, otherwise how could they hear the king using spiritual sensing magic to convey the "ceasefire" order.
Throughout the battlefield, all major races heard the Dark Elf King’s “mass” declaration.
The light camp all sought the Elf King's opinion.
The Elf King and Shu Li looked at each other and agreed to the Dark Elf King's request for a ceasefire.
A great war ended abruptly with the agreement between the two leaders of light and darkness.
As for the monsters, black knights, and black magicians who were unwilling to compromise, they were strangled by both sides.
Soon, the monsters were destroyed, and the black knight leader Hemon and several high-level black magicians fled the battlefield in embarrassment.
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