Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 126 We elves, what we focus on is a face!
Ancient and strange chanting sounded in the secret room.

Case wore a tattered sackcloth black robe, and solemnly knelt down on the altar.

The ground is full of dense mysterious symbols, and five candles made of animal fat are placed in the corner to burn quietly. The atmosphere becomes more and more gloomy amidst Case's increasingly high-pitched and excited voice!
However, until Case's voice became hoarse, the psychic ceremony in front of him remained unchanged.

A trace of disappointment was involuntarily revealed in his expression, but then Case seemed to remember something again, cursing the group of tribal trolls with gritted resentment!

If it wasn't for the damn intruder, how could the Dinor troll, who is an orthodox troll civilization, end up in such a situation? !
However, no matter how hated in my heart.

When I think of those shamans who are painted with oil paint, Wen Neng blasts raging flames or unstoppable torrents, and Wu Neng lifts the hammer to pry open the enemy's forehead.

The strong fear still surged into my heart instinctively, making Case's eyes red, and his fingers clenched into the soil unwillingly!
If, if I can learn the lost psychic art.

Even if you still can't stop the iron hoofs of the invaders, you can definitely leave here with the few remaining clansmen and go to other places to open up new homes!
Unfortunately.

The strength of the tribal trolls continued to grow after the first tribal king. The Deno trolls and Ketero trolls, who were once mortal enemies, also had to shake hands and make peace to face the pressure of the tribal trolls together.

However, the Deno trolls lost a large number of psychic elders in the tragic battle known as the "hour of thunder".

After years of strife, the rest of the Deno trolls who mastered mysterious psychic skills also died in a vast expanse of whiteness and cleanliness.

The ancient and magical spiritism has been lost.

No matter how much effort and painstaking efforts Keith put in, he still couldn't summon any of the dead souls of the ancestors to guide the dying Dinor trolls to a way out!
Perhaps it was because he had been disappointed too many times. After losing control of his emotions for a short time, Case calmly got up and prepared to clean up the traces of the ceremony.

However, just as his hand was about to touch the first candle, a cloud of mist suddenly filled the air above the altar, including Case who was stunned in the blink of an eye!

Unable to help, a strong surprise burst out from Case's eyes!
Is it possible that today is really going to succeed? !
A pair of eyes stared straight ahead without blinking, without disappointing Case, only to see a translucent and clear figure slowly stepping out of the thick fog!
He had a handsome face that even Case couldn't help but be jealous of, and the curvature of the fangs was just right, as white as jade without a trace of blemish.

The deep eyes are like the calm water of an ancient well.

While people can't see the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, a strong majesty that seems to be born naturally spreads naturally. Even the smallest ray of eyes falls, Case's heart can't help but beat wildly!

"Dear returnees, the Black Crow Tribe is honored to welcome you!"

Take a deep breath.

Case bowed down in humility and respect.

At this moment, I couldn't help crying, and I was convinced that with the great wisdom of the ancestors, the last remaining tribe of the Deno trolls would survive!
Moreover, according to the long-standing books about spiritism, the more powerful the body of the dead soul, the clearer it will be.

But Case had never heard of any spirit medium elder summoning the soul of the dead to such an extent, which undoubtedly proved the extraordinary nature of this ancestor soul!
"Please have mercy on the ancestors, have mercy on the ancestors!"

Glancing at Case, who was kneeling in front of him and trembling, his calm and prestige voice echoed clearly in the secret room.

"There is no soil for us to survive on this land.

go west.

Walk to a river, cross it, and continue forward, and you will find a treasure that can change the fate of the Deno troll! "

"Follow your will!"

The mist dissipated quietly, just as it came unknowingly.

Just this time.

Case seemed to be flushed, and after kissing the altar under his feet forgetfully, he stood up reluctantly.

Some strange memories about spiritism are constantly emerging from his mind.

Case knew that this was a reward given to him by that strange ancestor, and it was the foundation for him to be able to escort the Dinor troll in the future!

The mysterious spiritism is once again in the hands of the Deno trolls, and this time, as a new generation of psychic elders, he will follow the will of his ancestors and lead the inheritance of the orthodox trolls to flourish in their new homeland. !
In the smooth as ice mirror.

Case, who was trembling with excitement, was clearly visible above. Finally, he calmed down and walked out of the secret room with firm steps to announce the good news to the clansmen outside.

And behind all this, he secretly instructed the Deno troll, and even single-handedly planned the fate of the entire Black Crow tribe.

Naturally, itarek is determined to bring a bloodbath to the whole world!
Not beyond his expectations.

After receiving the help of the ancestor's soul, Case immediately lived up to everyone's expectations and regained the confidence of the only remaining Derno troll.

Just like the tribal trolls who were forced to desperately cross the ocean under the oppression of the Golden Dynasty.

Under the leadership of this young psychic elder, the Deno troll chose to leave this land that made them sad without hesitation, and follow the guidance of their ancestors to open up a new homeland!
And with the existence of spiritism.

The safety of the Black Crow Tribe has the most basic guarantee. Even if they die unfortunately, Case still has the ability to make them live as Deno trolls and die as Deno troll ghosts!
Of course, there is no need to mention the hardships and dangers along the way. Traveling through the wilderness of this era still has a lot of risks.

All kinds of ferocious beasts once almost killed the last Dinor troll, but after Keith took action, these risks were finally resolved.

In the blink of an eye, 176 years have passed.

Keith has long since lost his youthful appearance, and his face is full of vicissitudes of time due to the dark wounds left by the long-term exposure to wind, sleeping in the open and fighting.

But feel the guidance from the soul of the ancestors.

At this moment, Case, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, led the clansmen forward regardless of everything!

The strong magic power made people feel comfortable all over, and the few remaining Dinor trolls showed uncontrollable expressions of excitement, but they were also unavoidably a little apprehensive, for fear of shattering their hopes.

It's like a tired traveler in the desert who finally sees the crystal-clear cold spring water in front of him, but he can't be sure if it's a trick of a mirage!
The heart has never beat so fast.

When Case saw with his own eyes the Ishii, which was completely different from the mortal world, as if left by an omnipotent god, the longing in every cell of his body made Case couldn't help laughing out loud!
Whatever it was, Case was sure that the Dernor trolls were saved—! !

"Okay, okay, the hope of reviving the orthodoxy of the troll civilization will start again from us!
Thanks to the great ancestor spirit for guidance! "

After leading the clansmen to kowtow reverently, Case finally strode to the edge of the stone well impatiently.

Stones are ordinary stones.

However, the spring water in the stone well is not ordinary well water.

When Case poked his head out to observe, the magic power that was at least a hundred times stronger than the outside world rushed to his face, and even caused Case to have a reaction similar to drunken oxygen for a moment!

Sitting by the well dizzily, Case's hands were shaking violently.

He can no longer imagine.

Just taking a breath of air next to him and unconsciously ingesting the magic power has reached such a point.

If he really drank the water from a well, then judging from his mastery of spiritism, could he be able to pull up an overwhelming army of undead in a city at once? !

the other side of the mirror.

Italek quietly watched the group of cheering Dinor trolls, and with the careless tap of one of his dragon claws, the small part of the eternal well water separated by him immediately underwent subtle changes.

The glory of evolution is brewing in the clear well water, and the surging magic power is boiling and jumping for joy.

Before the others could react, a golden light suddenly erupted from the mouth of the well, enveloping all the Dinor trolls!
Looking at the scene in front of him, Itarek recorded everything on the scene exactly in a magic crystal.

This is the first time he has activated the explosive evolution of the Well of Eternity, and he has also deliberately selected the deep qualitative changes of the species. Presumably, such precious experimental materials will allow him to make a lot of discoveries.

After all, Itarek himself will have to use a similar evolutionary transformation after this!
The radiant glory of evolution lasted for several hourglasses. When Case opened his eyes in a daze, he felt like he had a very long and very real dream.

in that dream.

He turned into a galloping horse for a while, and became a falcon flying freely for a while.

What he thought and didn't expect in this world, what he saw and what he didn't see, seemed to have been experienced in this dream, until he didn't know what turned into it in the end, and the scattered consciousness slowly re-condensed.

"Hmm... I remembered! I want to revive the orthodoxy of the trolls, and the Deno trolls will never be slaves!!"

The loud shouts of righteous words came to an abrupt end.

Case looked at his white hands in disbelief, and his whole body was instantly struck by lightning!
Ignoring the panicked shouts of a clansman behind him, Case fumbled his cheeks in a hurry. The waves of strangeness made him unable to restrain the turmoil in his heart. He hurriedly used the well water as a mirror to look at himself with a dull face. A brand new look after being completely reborn!

Without the usual strong physique, even Kong Wu's mighty fangs disappeared, making Case's vision go dark!
on the other hand.

After shrinking a lot, Case's body became much taller and taller, and his skin became more delicate.

And those long, pointed ears remind Case all the time that he has become a species completely different from trolls!
One shock of the tiger body, two shocks of the tiger body, three shocks of the tiger body!
The intense despair made Case cry, beating his chest and screaming.

"Ah! What did I do wrong for God to punish me so cruelly?!
You stole the troll's power and made me weak!

Confiscated the violent power in the blood, no longer have the confidence to fight bravely!

Even the chic and charismatic fangs will not let go, so I will never dare to call myself a troll from now on, and will become a complete laughing stock in the eyes of all trolls!

Ah!
I didn't expect that the orthodoxy of trolls would be cut off at my hands—! ! "

This wave of blows is not insignificant to these former trolls.

But money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat.

After spending a long time in a decadent state, someone finally stood up under the pressure of survival and began to build a new home in dejection.

Day by day flies by.

within 100 years.

Everyone is eager to return to the status of a troll, but all kinds of weird methods have been used to no avail.

Someone even wanted to destroy the well water that was the culprit in a fit of rage, but fortunately, Case, who still had a semblance of reason, stopped him in the end.

After all, everything has changed.

If they still smashed the baby, wouldn't their hardship be in vain?

500 years later.

The extraordinary age made each clansman realize that something was wrong one after another. If they were still trolls, they would have already turned into dry bones now.

And stay in touch for a long time.

They also discovered their brand new bodies, which seemed to have a talent far superior to trolls in terms of flexibility and demon-loving, no matter how dangerous the beast was, it would be difficult for them to catch up with them!

The wind direction within the clan has subtly changed.

1000 years later.

The long lifespan makes everyone ecstatic, and the size of the ethnic group is gradually expanding in the process of reproduction!
Although the fertility rate has declined with the change of species, all the clansmen have generously expressed their understanding, at best, they just need to try a few more times.

Case also publicly stated more than once:

It is all due to his credit that he can find Guangmingjing, and this is also the thing he is most proud of in his life!
2000 years later.

The elves are resting in the woods.

Due to the change of pronunciation organs, a new language has grown from birth to maturity, and the subtle changes in aesthetics have made them forget their sad fangs and start to pursue soul-stirring art instead!

Centered on Guangming Well.

The elves also built a magnificent city full of natural styles, which was finally named 'Kesdra', which means the pearl of the world in the elf language.

A new generation of elves has also begun to grow, and the new group is full of vitality!

However, because the original elf Keith ignored a large number of warnings, he turned a blind eye for a long time and continued to brag about his achievements to the new elves.

It was claimed that the elves actually came from a vulgar creature called a troll, and they were brutally assassinated in a certain night. All the elves who heard about it clapped their hands and applauded!

The great and benevolent Elven King solemnly expressed to all the elves while grieving:
"We elves are born noble, and the blood of the children of nature flows in our bodies, which is orthodox without falsehood!
And any claim that elves come from trolls is all nonsense, I hope you don't know the good and the bad! "

Italek who was watching secretly: "..."

　Xia Cui is having a hard time playing Civilization VI. The update is not stable these days. Wait a few days and it will be fine.

　　There will be an update tomorrow, and it will be posted later.

　　In addition, I have something to do on the [-]th of this month. I think I will ask for a leave of absence, and it may be a later update.

　　Ask for a subscription, ask for a monthly ticket, wow——(Wait a few more days to play Civilization VI, I will definitely be able to type! Definitely face.jpg)

　　
　
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