Chapter 90. He was simply dressed, yet possessed a powerful aura…
We boarded a ship prepared by the Black Wolf family, passed through the blue sea area where I had come from, and then entered a dark underwater tunnel.
Passing through the underwater tunnel, the ship sails into a crimson sea, redder than blood, and then suddenly enters an icy green sea. Next, towering green trees rooted in the seabed appear, along with beautiful purple and red flowers. The ship thus navigates through the greenery and flowers.
No one had spoken until they entered the icy green sea, at which point someone couldn't help but ask, "Miss, we're about to enter the main continent. Are we going to be hiding and running around there from now on?"
Someone else muttered, "We're not suited to life on the main continent."
A child suddenly started crying, “Mother, I don’t want to go to the main continent, the people there are very fierce.”
When one child starts crying, the other children start crying too, along with the sobs of some women.
The men grew impatient, shouting, "What are you crying for?" "What's the use of crying?" "If you cry again, I'll slap you all."
"That's enough!" I shouted, and everyone stopped crying and cursing.
All eyes were on me.
“We will soon pass through a barrier,” I said, trying to keep my composure. “After that, you will enter another mysterious area of this continent, an area that has never been discovered, where you can rebuild your home.”
"What mysterious zone? Don't lie to us!"
"Daio, is what this woman is saying true?"
The black wolf simply stared at me without saying a word, but the slight sway of its black tail revealed its uncertainty.
He wasn't sure if the barrier I mentioned was real, nor was he sure if I was reliable.
He had no choice but to listen to me.
At this moment, a steady, powerful, slightly hoarse male voice suddenly rang out: "Just listen to her, do as she says."
The voice seemed incredibly powerful, and all the disbelieving and complaining voices vanished instantly.
I looked over and saw a tall, thin man dressed in a pure black robe and black boots standing at the bow of the ship, gazing at the vast, icy green sea.
His long, dark gray hair was tied back, making him look shrewd and capable. His face was covered by long, thick bangs, but his deep-set features and a sexy gray stubble around his chin were still visible.
You can't tell his age or his identity just by looking at him.
He was simply dressed, but had a powerful presence; the moment he spoke, everyone fell silent.
Seeing that I was looking at him, he continued to look at the sea, exuding the arrogant air of someone who had long held a high position.
“He is my uncle,” Black Wolf said, seeing the doubt in my eyes, “and the most senior member of my mother’s family.”
"Did you rely on him to plan your succession to the throne?" I asked in a low voice.
"Why do you ask that?" Black Wolf was clearly displeased.
"It's just a feeling," I replied.
The black wolf stared at me coldly, wagged its tail, and walked away.
The ship was still passing through the purple and red flower bushes, and after circling around a few more green plants, it was about to pass through a blank sea area without any flowers or greenery. I ran to the highest point of the bow, closed my eyes slightly, and felt the sea breeze blowing from all directions. When I felt a slightly warm sea breeze blowing from the south, I immediately opened my eyes and shouted, "Quickly, tell the helmsman to head to the south."
The ship sailed rapidly southward, and the warm wind grew stronger and stronger, making it difficult for all of us to open our eyes. All the children fell to the ground, and the women could only hold on tightly to their husbands' clothes or the ship's handles to avoid falling. At that moment, I closed my eyes again and silently recited the incantation, which was an extremely long and strange incantation.
After I finished reading, the sea breeze blew my long hair and made it hard for me to open my eyes. Suddenly, I took a rusty gold-plated key from my pocket and threw it with all my might into a whirlpool in the middle of the green sea. When the gold-plated key was swept into the whirlpool, it made a deafening sound like a tsunami. In fact, it really was a whirlpool—the gale carried the waves and rushed towards us madly, sweeping up the entire ship.
Everyone screamed, howled, and wailed as they were mercilessly swept into the whirlpool by the vicious waves, and I instantly lost consciousness...
My superpower has worked three times—
The first time was at the entrance to the king's private treasury, where my hands touched the intricate patterns on the door. "What ancient designs these are! How many years old are they?"
“Several hundred years, since our Elven race was driven to this isolated place,” Nasiah replied coldly.
The next second, a strange scene appeared in my mind.
Long, long ago, when this continent consisted of only a few islands and the rest was submerged by the sea, the elves thrived here. Many years later, the climate changed, rainfall decreased, the sea began to recede slowly, and more and more land emerged from the sea, including sea cliffs, volcanoes, flat roads, and countless underwater plants.
Gradually, as the sea receded more and more, forests, mountains, and towns gradually formed, and the elves became more prosperous than before.
Another hundred years passed, and a peculiar race—the Silver-haired Race—emerged. The world they originally inhabited was harsh, with scarce food and dwindling water resources, threatening their extinction. Their exceptionally intelligent queen, through hundreds of experiments, discovered this continent that had been blocked by a barrier.
By sacrificing the flesh and blood of thousands of their people, they broke through the once unbreakable barrier. Amidst the queen's low chanting of incantations, countless silver-haired tribesmen, in a frenzy of excitement, trudged through the path paved with blood and flesh, jostling and pushing their way across the barrier to a new continent more suitable for their survival.
After almost all of her people had passed through the barrier, the queen, who had been chanting incantations and exhausting her energy, used her last bit of strength to close the barrier gate before she died. She collapsed to the ground, forever remaining in her homeland...
The second time my supernatural ability appeared was when I touched a box full of weapons in the king's private treasury.
At that time, I was alone in the glittering treasure vault when I noticed an inconspicuous box full of weapons. The box looked old, and the red bloodstains on it had dried and changed color.
Opening the box, I only saw short daggers and arrows, which I found uninteresting. But as soon as I closed the lid, my hands began to heat up, and strange things began to appear before my eyes—
Amidst swirling yellow sand and howling winds, countless silver-haired men and elven men engaged in a fierce battle on the battlefield.
Short daggers, short arrows, long knives, and longswords were all used in the battle. The urgent war drums sounded, and sharp screams and howls rang out. Heads and limbs were constantly being sliced off, and crimson blood flowed to every corner of the battlefield...
Originally, the elves accepted the silver-haired race with an open and friendly attitude, just as they accepted other races such as the orcs, giants, and dwarves.
However, the true nature of the Silver-haired Clan was soon revealed. In order to obtain more land and resources, they used all sorts of schemes and tricks to harm the people of the Elf Clan. After the Elf Clan awakened, they wanted to go to war with the Silver-haired Clan.
However, the silver-haired race was well-prepared and actively fought back, routing the elves. The elves were forced to flee to remote parts of the continent and frequently clashed with the silver-haired race.
Many years later, internal strife among the Silver-haired Clan intensified, splitting them into multiple kingdoms. However, the Silver-haired Clan grew stronger and stronger, while the Elf Clan grew weaker and weaker. Their kingdoms and territories were invaded multiple times, forcing the Elf leader to lead his people on another migration to preserve their last strength.
Before leaving, they took away a large amount of treasure, including their own and that of other tribes, including a large amount of gold and silver jewelry that they had swindled from the Silver-haired tribe.
On the evening the Silver-haired Clan learned of this, they dispatched a large force to pursue them. When they reached a vast sea, half of the Elf Clan had already escaped on sea ships, fleeing far, far away, where only a few white sails could be vaguely seen.
When the silver-haired tribe arrived, panting, the other half of the tribe, who hadn't managed to escape, were about to be slaughtered. Suddenly, the leader chanted a spell, and with a few splashes, the seawater parted from both sides. The remaining tribesmen immediately rode away on flying horses.
The leader sprinted at the back of the group, chanting a spell every few steps he took. The previously separated seawater would immediately close. Because of the ocean's barrier, birds or winged horses could not give chase, lest they be blocked and drown in the closing sea. After a while, the silver-haired tribe's pursuers had no choice but to turn back on horseback, sighing in despair at the vast ocean.
From then on, the elves almost disappeared from this sea.
After the strange sight disappeared that day, I slowly got up and said to Nasiah, who was standing in front of the treasure vault, "Nothing was gained."
The two incantations recited by the elven leader were similar to several symbols I had previously memorized, and I remembered them with ease.
The third extraordinary sight occurred suddenly. During the ritual, I recklessly covered the image of the Elf Queen with my hands and witnessed the scene after her death—
After the Queen breathed her last in Black Castle, her people immediately took her away through a secret passage. The entire Black Castle and the island were now led by the Silver-haired Clan.
But this is not the only secret base of the Elven race; it is the place where the Queen recuperates.
Because the Queen had traveled through different barriers, her health deteriorated, and she became particularly sensitive to the cold, with her legs often becoming stiff. As a result, she had to choose an island near a volcano with hot springs for recuperation.
Now that the island has been breached, we must take the Queen away. Even her corpse must not fall into the hands of the Silver-haired Clan, nor be subjected to their humiliation. Otherwise, it will become the greatest disgrace to the Elven race.
As for the little prince born to the queen, they couldn't care less about him, and since the little prince wasn't of pure elven blood, they simply gave up and left.
Through a highly secret passage, the queen's loyal followers led her to the entrance of the sea and onto a ship that had been left unused for many years, believing it would never be needed again.
The ship sailed at night and happened to encounter a favorable wind, allowing it to leave the island very smoothly.
After a long voyage, guided by a highly experienced captain, the ship entered a narrow and treacherous gorge, signifying its entry into the elven realm.
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