Chapter 457 Asking the Heaven
"Master, with your help, the Elf King will have nowhere to escape!"
"In this whole world, the only ones who can fight you are gods!"
"No, you are even on par with gods!" the fat monk flattered.
When the elves saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel depressed.
Chen Lin is a proud and arrogant person. The person who can make him fawn and flatter is definitely not an ordinary person.
"Shut up!!" The man didn't need compliments. He stood in the shadows and never showed up.
The fat monk slapped himself on the mouth and said immediately: "Capture the Elf King alive!!"
"Run!" Bi Yue screamed, and the elves fled in all directions.
"Could it be that our elves are really going to be exterminated today? God, you are fair and selfless, why don't you make the decision for the elves?" The elder asked the sky in despair.
"God, please open your eyes and look!" The elder cried bitterly, with tears of blood overflowing from his eyes.
"God, you govern the three realms, but are you really not going to control the spiritual world?" The clan elder looked up at the sky. Today, even if he had to risk his life, he would demand justice.
This is the spiritual world, the place closest to God.
Under the nose of God, the elves are kept in captivity and sold!
"He is asking the sky!" The man in the shadow saw the elder's body burning with flames. His entire body became transparent, and a beam of light shot straight into the sky.
"He is burning himself and questioning the heaven! True Lord, we can't let him ask the heaven! What should we do if the news gets to the gods?" There are gods above our heads, and this is no joke in the spiritual world.
Zhenjun stood at the bow indifferently, and there was even a hint of sarcasm in his gray eyes.
He raised his hand slightly and asked the monks to stop.
"Let him ask!" He was clearly doing something extremely evil and dirty, but his expression showed no scruples.
The fat monk opened his mouth, secretly looked up at the sky, silently took a step back, and hid behind the True Lord.
The elves are blessed by heaven and earth. Once they burn themselves to ask the heaven, they can truly report to the gods.
"The elves are reporting to the gods, asking them to seek justice for us!"
The clan leader shed tears of blood, which was shocking to see.
"When the Heavenly Dao collapsed, the elves fought side by side with the God Realm to defend the peace of the three realms. The war caused more than half of the elves to be injured. In order to recuperate, they lived in seclusion in the mountains, but they did not expect to suffer this disaster of genocide!"
"You have saved the world, but you have ended up like this! God, please open your eyes and look!"
"In order to save the world, all the elves' fighting power was lost on the battlefield. Is this how God treats us?"
"I won't accept this!" Countless members of the tribe were captured and kept in captivity. What did they do wrong?
"God, answer me!"
"God! Please answer me!"
The elders kept asking the heavens, but even though they saw the divine light hovering in the air, there was no response.
Madam Ning was holding a beautiful elf in her arms, and the elf was looking at the sky blankly.
"King, didn't God hear you?" The little girl said softly, looking at the big ship in fear.
Mrs. Ning's eyes were hot and she choked with sobs while holding her child.
"God heard us. He heard our questions and our grievances." How she wished that God couldn't hear us.
At least the faith has not collapsed.
The elder raised his head, tears of blood streaming down his cheeks.
Staring blankly at the divine light.
The gods were watching this place from above, seeing the miserable plight of the elves, and also hearing the injustice and grievances of the elves.
But God chose to remain indifferent to his former benefactors.
“Hahahahahahaha…”
“Hahahaha…” The clan elder laughed and cried at the same time, looking up at the sky and laughing like a madman.
"So that's how it is... So that's how it is." The raging fire surrounded him.
There was a raging fire all around, but his eyes were chillingly cold.
In the flames, the light in his eyes slowly dimmed.
God is no longer fair.
God has given up on the human world.
Faith collapsed.
The elder slowly fell to the ground, his life gone, but his eyes were still looking at the sky. As if trying to see through the clouds and see certain people.
"Grandpa, the clan elder..."
"Grandpa, the clan elder..." The elves covered their mouths and cried, their cries were suppressed and desperate.
The fat monk Chen Lin looked at the sky with fear. He could already feel the coming of the gods.
But God...
No punishment from heaven was sent down.
When the divine light faded, the True Lord said calmly: "Ask the heaven? Even if you ask the heaven, no one can help you!"
"What are you still standing there for? Go now!"
Chen Lin then nodded and replied: "Yes, yes, yes."
"Hurry up and do it!"
Countless black-robed monks flew towards the elves, and the elves fled in fear.
"ah!"
"Daddy and Mommy, help me..." the children cried and screamed.
Biyue and Linglong looked at each other, and countless elves stood behind them. There was determination in their eyes.
Upon closer inspection, they were all adult elves.
Bi Yue stared at the king deeply and said, "King, I'm afraid the elves can't escape this disaster."
"The elders of the tribe have predicted that only the king can bring vitality to the elves and preserve their bloodline. The young children of the tribe are now handed over to you."
Madam Ning looked behind her suddenly.
Eight or nine children behind them were looking at their parents with tears in their eyes.
Children can live and die with their parents.
But they can't.
They are the last bloodline of the elves.
With a mission on your shoulders.
Madam Ning held the scepter tightly, as if it were a sharp knife, cutting her into pieces, causing her so much pain that she couldn't breathe.
How could she be worthy of becoming the king of the elves and their last hope?
"King, please go."
"Today, I swear to die to leave a bloodline for my tribe." The elves burst into a fierce fighting spirit.
They stood firmly and resolutely before the king and his descendants.
They will use their lives to pave a bloody road!
"Let's go!" Bi Yue roared, and the tribesmen stood up.
The children were terrified and scared, but no one stayed. They had grown up in the escape and had long been accustomed to this kind of life of escape.
The tribesmen fell one after another, and their blood formed a thick layer on the ground.
"Catch them alive! Don't take their lives!" Chen Lin shouted.
He flattered the True Lord, "The elves are hard currency now..."
The elves were not afraid of death and created a way for Madam Ning to survive.
When he was about to escape, he saw a pair of large hands grabbing him.
Mrs. Ning was so frightened that the clay figurine slipped out of her arms.
The palm-sized clay figurine, when it landed on the ground, turned into a majestic soldier in silver clothes, with a sense of righteousness all over his body.
He raised his sword and cut off the big hand in an instant.
At the moment of cutting off, black air surrounded the broken palm, and the clay sword was actually poisoned.
The big hand suddenly withdrew.
On the big ship, there seemed to be a cry of surprise from the True Lord.
When Madam Ning saw the clay figurines turning into human beings, she suddenly remembered Chao Chao's words and threw a dozen clay figurines to the ground.
Land and transform.
The eighteen clay figures were like gods, protecting all the elves behind them.
The elves were startled...
He stared blankly at the eighteen majestic soldiers who suddenly appeared.
The Silver Generals are extremely skilled in fighting. Ordinary monks cannot survive more than three moves under their swords.
What is even more shocking is.
The True Lord on the bow suddenly took a step back, and even his heart of Taoism was shaken a little.
A familiar fear.
It seemed like the fear came from the depths of the soul and was engraved into the bones.
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