Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 2009 Please grant me a trial, Elf God!

"Child, how old are you this year?"

Having seen too many lazy bums in his tribe who just loafed around all day, the Wood Elf Elder felt a refreshing change when he saw John and his companions. The more he looked at them, the more he liked them.

John showed no unfamiliarity with this wood elf elder, who was of the same lineage as him.

"I am 435 years old this year."

“I am thirty-one years younger than John.”

Sai, standing to the side, chuckled and echoed John's words.

The wood elf elder was even more pleased upon hearing this.

"Not bad, not bad. You're so young and you're already at the peak of the Transcendent Realm. John has even entered the Saint Realm."

Elder Namu was also a Saint-level Elf Mage, so John and Saien's cultivation levels were naturally known to him.

Cultivation for mages is fraught with difficulties. From the perspective of the Wood Elf Elder, being able to cultivate to this level at this age is already quite remarkable, and John has truly amazed him.

Not to mention that they will soon undergo the trials of the ancient elven tree. If they pass the trials, Sion will most likely break through the bottleneck and become a Saint-level mage, and John's strength will also advance further, which would be even more remarkable.

Thinking of this, the wood elf elder looked at John and Sion with even more delight.

Currently, among the younger generation of their Wood Elf lineage, there are few who are truly outstanding. Although John and Sion are not from their side, they are both Wood Elves, belonging to the same lineage and being roughly equal in ability.

"When you're done with your trials, come visit the village."

"Definitely, I'll be troubling you then, Elder."

John accepted the invitation from the Wood Elf Elder with a smile.

Their main mission here was to undergo the inheritance trial of the ancient elven tree, but incidentally increasing the influence of their Great Zhou within the elven forest was also a normal operation approved by their emperor.

Not to mention that the other party is a Wood Elf mage at the Saint Realm level, so it's definitely not a bad thing to have more contact with him.

Meanwhile, Wright, who had also received the news, quickly walked out of the Elf King's Castle.

It's not that John and his companions have reached a point where the Elf King needs to personally greet them; at this moment, Wright is simply curious.

Although Wright had already learned from Hilke that a considerable number of elves lived in the Great Zhou.

However, the only ones who had contact with them were a few elven knights led by Hilke; they had never actually seen any other elves.

Now that the other elves have arrived in the Elf Forest and are already outside the Elf King's castle, Wright naturally has to come out and meet them.

Even before getting close, just a glance from afar was enough to clearly sense that the spirit and energy emanating from the other side were completely different from that of the elves on their side.

At this moment, Wright and the Wood Elf Elder were in perfect sync.

However, compared to the joy of the Wood Elf Elder, Light, as the Elf King, felt a little melancholy as he thought about what had happened before.

We're all elves, so why are those who stay in the Great Zhou different from those who stay here?

Meanwhile, Wright grew to like John and his men's military uniforms more and more.

Actually, he had noticed it earlier when Hilke wore it. He felt that the military uniform changed his entire aura, and Wright was even a little tempted by it...

【How about we ask around and see if we can order one of these for our tribe's troops as well?】

"John, the leader of the Great Zhou Wood Elf Mage Corps, greets His Majesty the Elf King!"

“Commander John, there’s no need for such formalities.” Wright smiled warmly. He naturally knew the purpose of John and his group’s trip, but he hadn’t expected that the Great Zhou would send a hundred wood elf mages right away.

Generally, heritage facilities require sufficient energy to operate, and the Ancient Tree of Elves is no exception.

Some frequently used heritage facilities sometimes face insufficient energy and have to be suspended. The most typical example is the Trial Hall of the Female Warrior Clan.

However, everyone knows how efficient the Elven race is. The Elven Ancient Tree has been unusually idle in recent years. Its only major order was the recent order from Hilk, which has filled up its internal energy reserves.

The elven god who planted the ancient elven tree probably never imagined that the descendants of his five children, who possessed extraordinary talents, would end up living like a bunch of good-for-nothings.

Knowing that the elves of the Great Zhou were efficient, Wright didn't waste any more words. After saying a few simple words, he gestured to the silver-armored guard beside him to take them to the ancient elven tree to undergo the trial.

Following the silver-armored guards, they arrived at the ancient elven tree, and Sion could not hide his excitement.

It wasn't just because he saw the legendary ancient tree of elves, but also because he had been stuck at the peak of the transcendent realm for some time.

Cultivation is often much more difficult for mages than for martial artists, especially when breaking through major bottlenecks.

Now, the opportunity to break through the bottleneck has been presented to him.

If all goes well, he will be able to enter the Saint Realm once he completes this trial!
"How exactly do we proceed now?"

"Simply place your hand on the trunk of the ancient elven tree, and then silently pray in Elvish, 'May the Elven God grant me the trial.'"

After listening, John nodded to indicate that he understood.

"Can that ancient elven tree allow a hundred of our people to undergo trials at the same time?"

"There shouldn't be any problem."

The silver-armored guard hesitated for a moment, surprisingly.

The main reason is that the frequency of trials inside the Elf Forest is indeed not high, and the elves who need to undergo trials usually come in small groups. In his more than eight hundred years of life, he has never really seen a group of a hundred elves come together for trials.

John didn't seem to mind, and then turned to look at his men behind him.

"All team members, line up in a row with me at the head, and take turns undergoing the trials! If any subsequent trials do not proceed smoothly, then remain where you are and cooperate with the arrangements made by the Elf Forest!"

"Follow orders!!"

A chorus of "Yes, sir!" startled the silver-armored guards.

For the Elf Forest, the reaction of these Wood Elf mages was somewhat overly serious.

The elven soldiers here, even when on duty or training, are more relaxed and casual.

But what the silver-armored guards didn't know was that this was exactly what their Elf King wanted.

John nodded in satisfaction after giving the order, then turned to face the ancient elven tree and placed his right hand on its trunk.

【May the Spirit God grant us a trial!】

Before he finished speaking, John vanished from the spot.

The wood elf mages, knowing that John had gone to undergo trials, showed no panic or even a commotion. After John disappeared, Sion, who was second in line, immediately stepped forward.

And so, one after another, the wood elf mages began to undergo the inheritance trials of the ancient elven tree.

(End of this chapter)