Chapter 18: The Fruit of Birth, Iper
Please do not take away the lions' stone balls while they are fighting. This will be considered an invitation to play.
The words "invitation to play" are marked in red in the precautions, which seem to be some special banned words.
The round stone ball fell from the sky, twisting and turning all the way and rolling around on the ground, and finally rolled to the elf's feet. When it touched the elf's feet, it bounced slightly and then stopped steadily in place.
Two huge stone lions suddenly appeared in the venue. They were taller than the entire Dark Temple. They were gracefully licking and polishing their stone surface. Sensing the change in the environment, one of them raised its head and looked around.
Then it discovered the temple with a familiar smell, and tilted its head left and right in confusion, as if it had never seen such a low dark temple. After a brief hesitation, it suddenly shrank and turned into a stone lion that was only half the height of the current temple.
The left lion looked at the big and stupid right lion who was still licking his fur, growled in dissatisfaction, and scratched his companion with his claws.
The right lion's back fur stood up and it roared back threateningly.
"What kind of weird magic is this."
The third elf looked at the stone ball that fell at its feet and tried to move it away, but no matter how hard it tried, the stone ball did not move at all.
His actions finally attracted the attention of the lions. The two quarreling lions first saw the elves outside the door, and then saw their beloved balls fall into the hands of the elves. Their ears immediately stood up, and the internal discord was thrown behind their minds. In an instant, they left the stone plates on both sides of the temple door and rushed towards the elves excitedly.
It was an overwhelming victory.
After Shen Shuang sorted out the ordinary blue items and took the time to heal Lilitan, the battle outside was nearing its end.
The two awake elves were forced to intrude upon the stone lions' game, sweating profusely as they dealt with the giant lions' playful attacks and bites.
Agility seems particularly weak in the face of absolute strength. Even the sacred tree bow and arrow were snatched away by the stone lions and turned into a lion teasing stick in the game.
The dark elf who was first knocked unconscious by [Divine Power] turned out to be the most comfortable one. He lay quietly under the bushes, unaware of the collapse of his companions.
The dark elf Seville possesses the rarest ability among his kind.
The moment he was born from the fruit of life, fate endowed him with the power of foresight.
Although this ability is rarely activated, it has always led his people to avoid the fate of destruction.
Last time he predicted the withering of the sacred tree and found a solution before the node arrived.
And now, he seemed to have fallen into that mysterious state again in his hazy dream.
Beneath the vast night sky, brilliant sparks are lined up in a row, interweaving in every corner of the streets and alleys. Flowers emitting warm fluorescent light bloom in the twilight, embellishing the night with incomparable warmth. The moonlight falls gently, covering the earth like silver frost. Following the moonlight, the stars guard the high tower in the distance, and the distant bells ring in the next moment.
“Bang—”
The tower, or rather, the dark temple.
Flowers blooming in the night wind around the pitch-black handrails, leading upwards. Star-lit streetlights guide the path. A clear spring flows around the obsidian temple, forming a translucent curtain of water. Giant trees radiating a silvery-white glow grow unrestrained, beneath which rest gentle stone lions of the same white color.
Xavier saw a man t.
She was resting against a tree, her intricate belt hanging down gently, her cuffs embroidered with delicate lily of the valley, the dark background cleverly blending with the starlight. Her hands were casually placed on her legs, and she looked steady and gentle.
The wind rises.
The brilliant galaxy poured down, completely immersing her in the starlight.
Xavier was fascinated.
It seemed as if the naughty wind startled her, and her eyes, full of wisdom and divinity, suddenly raised up and looked at the guest who came from afar.
"I……"
The elf wanted to say something, but the scene before his eyes was rapidly moving away, and the country bathed in the stars gradually disappeared.
Like a stone falling into the water, bouncing high up, and then sinking back into the water.
The elf finally broke free from the shock.
“Ahem!”
He took a few deep breaths to suppress the restlessness in his heart. When the double image in front of him completely disappeared, Xavier was the first to feel the vibration of the soil beneath him.
He raised his eyes and saw two huge stone lions playing a tossing game, and the one being tossed back and forth in the air with no hope of survival was his own companion.
Seville: “!”
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"That's how it is," the serious elf explained.
"On the way to escort the fruit back to the Tree of Origin, there was only a gap, and this dragon stole it."
Chen Shuang looked up at Long, who lowered his head in frustration.
"I thought it was something no one wanted on the tree," Long said with an exaggerated expression. "It's right there at the top of the tree, right there in plain sight."
Feeling that everyone was looking at him, Long immediately lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."
Unexpectedly, the leading elf did not continue to pursue the blame. Instead, he solemnly knelt on one knee, crossed his right arm in front of his chest, and performed an ancient etiquette gesture.
The two elves following behind Seville still had the paleness of being forced to ride the "roller coaster" on their faces, and now they also knelt on one knee with him.
"No, it was us who were too reckless and almost misunderstood the guidance of fate." He lowered his head, "Please punish us severely."
The serious and old-fashioned elf had a firm expression, as if he was ready to face punishment.
The docile elf now and the cold-faced killer just now are like two different people.
Chen Shuang looked at the elf who had changed drastically since waking up, and was a little puzzled: "What changed your stance?"
Seville looked up at her, a hint of unknown fanaticism emerging from his cold expression.
"I'm fortunate to have glimpsed a glimpse of your greatness," the elf said, calming down the excitement in his heart. "You will lead us into a new glory."
"This still-beating fruit is proof of that."
The elf, having put away his arrogance, became overly pious: "Only a great being like you can make this fruit glow with such powerful vitality."
As a branch of the elves, the dark elves also inherited the tradition of giving birth to life from the fruits of the sacred tree.
The fruit gives the elves a body, and the blessing of the tribe gives the body a soul.
Until the soul is formed, the fruit must be carefully cared for and kept with it at all times.
Chen Shuang looked at the colorful fruit, stroked it gently with her palm, and received a gentle response from it.
"Now that the matter has been resolved, I will return this fruit to you."
The elf who had just stood up knelt down again in fear and trepidation.
Sewell said eagerly, "I hope you will accept this fruit. My people and I will be extremely honored."
Chen Shuang paused while stroking the hand: "But this is your elf, it's not good to leave it to me."
The elf said firmly, "It would be best if you could take care of it. Besides, the fruit is just a shell now."
After the elf explained the complex relationship between blessing, body, and soul, before Chen Shuang could say anything, the anxious elf immediately took her two companions and left, fearing that she would say something about returning the fruit.
Chen Shuang, whose child was lost for no reason: "..."
Can I still catch up with it now?
She sighed and returned to the room with the fruit.
The customized vines throughout the house have grown strong under Shen Shuang's care. When they saw her return to the room, they immediately weaved comfortable vine chairs, which was very well-behaved and considerate.
After thanking her, Chen Shuang thought for a moment and said, "Do you have a crib? The kind that's soft and breathable, with little feathers on it."
After roughly describing the appearance and function of the desired item, the clever vines immediately weaved a suitable baby cradle and thoughtfully tied beautiful little flowers on it.
It stretched out its branches and poked the fruit curiously, then gently picked up the fruit and placed it in the vine cradle, looking very fond of it.
The angel who had been out finally returned home. When he saw two lions playing and fighting outside the temple, he paused for a moment. Instead of flying back to the room directly, he walked into the hall to find Chen Shuang.
When he saw the emerald green fruit, Fei was silent for a while.
He said, "This is the fruit of the elves' birth."
He said, "There's a child inside."
He looked up, a little conflicted: "You have a child now."
Chen Shuang: "Thank you, I already know, no need to emphasize it."
Chen Shuang smiled: "And this is the fruit of the elves, not my child."
I never thought that the "there is a child" joke would boomerang back at me one day.
Chen Shuang took the opportunity to catch the angel who came and went without a trace. In the afternoon, she pulled Fei and all the magic ants towards the Silent Forest in the west. They quickly opened up a safe territory and successfully earned 200 magic crystals.
The problem of magic crystal mining resources has been temporarily alleviated.
At night.
Maybe because she had experienced too many things today, Chen Shuang had another rare dream.
She looked at the smooth obsidian walls around her and raised her hand to clear away the mist in front of her eyes.
I haven't had a dream in a long time.
"This is the Dark Temple," she realized.
Slightly different from her temple, this dark temple of similar style is more sacred and spacious.
Chen Shuang looked into the empty interior.
And more lonely.
There was a sound of dripping water in front of her. Chen Shuang took a step forward and moved closer to the direction where the sound came from.
Walking through the corridor shrouded in mist, Chen Shuang arrived at a larger palace.
What hits your face is moist and warm steam.
She fixed her eyes slightly and looked at the huge bathtub in front of her.
A spacious circular bathing pool, the surface of the pool is made of black stones, and there are layers of stairs built on the edge for people to rest. The pool is filled with milky white water, and the hot air rises slowly, blurring the scenery in the distance.
Chen Shuang looked at the only living creature in the pool.
The god without a mask sat quietly in the pool, resting with his face propped up.
Just like the sculpture, the eyelashes are indeed very long.
She thought.
"Would you like to come in and sit for a while?" The god opened his eyes, and his face, as cold and clear as the moonlight, turned slightly towards her, bringing out the most primitive shock of living beings to beauty.
He said, "Would you like to come in and sit down, my priest?"
There was no response, but Iper didn't care.
He stood up straight, and his upper body, which was originally buried in the milky white pool water, was exposed to the air, and the water flowed down from the wheat-colored undulations with difficulty.
The thin layer of gauze fabric was originally soaked in water, but was now exposed to the air as he stood up. The wet gauze could not cover anything and wrapped tightly around his body, bringing a great visual shock.
Still holding the pipa with half her face covered.
Chen Shuang couldn't help but think of these words.
love me.
Obsessed with me.
Praying frantically for my awakening.
This is what the God, who has not accumulated enough faith for a long time, thought.
He stretched out His arms, temptingly saying, "Come, my priest."
The god, who had resorted to this desperate measure because he could not wake up, saw his priest take a step forward.
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