The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Nearby, many buildings are scattered.

The architectural style was unlike any other branch of elven architecture she had ever seen; it was grander and more diverse, somewhat resembling the style of the Fusion Place.

There are spiraling crystal towers with their spires disappearing into an energy dome; there are platform gardens suspended in mid-air, made of luminous vines and gemstones; there are megalithic temples as large as mountains... Just standing there quietly, they possess a breathtaking beauty.

Amazingly, despite the disappearance of the high elves and the sealing of Suramaran for countless years, the protective magic covering the surfaces of these buildings continues to function reliably.

Based on the records of the Old Seekers Association, Moran searched the plaza near the entrance and found a dark silver stone tablet.

There is a line of text on the stone tablet.

"Suramaran is fully open only to the High Elves—the last High Elf."

It is said that all the buildings in Suramaran are protected by strict protective magic.

Only true high elves can pass through these defenses without hindrance and inherit the rich legacy left by the high elves, a legacy that could drive anyone mad.

Out of curiosity, Moran tried to study the protective magic on these buildings.

They then discovered that these protective spells were intricately connected to the magical pathways of the entire demiplane, and even to the Mother Tree of Life.

They constitute a massive, self-consistent, and coexisting super-giant composite magic array with Suramaran itself.

Disrupting or bypassing the protection of a single building could trigger a chain reaction, affecting the energy balance of the entire demiplane and even causing unpredictable damage to the Mother Tree of Life, thus leading to the collapse of this demiplane.

Forcibly breaking through these defenses without jeopardizing the fundamentals is virtually an impossible task.

Moran shifted his gaze from the surrounding buildings to the majestic Mother Tree of Life.

According to records, the key to holding the bloodline reversion ceremony—the Well of Eternity—is located under the Mother Tree of Life.

As you walk along the long and desolate Jade Road, the closer you get to the Mother Tree of Life, the more concentrated and active the magical energy flowing in the air becomes, even faintly forming a thin mist of energy that is visible to the naked eye and shimmers with various magical lights.

Finally, she arrived at the foot of the mother tree.

Before us lies an incredibly vast circular basin, naturally protected by the roots of the mother tree. At the center of the basin is a spring, the water of which is a miraculous spring formed from the sap of the mother tree.

Surrounding the Well of Eternity, the thickest, dragon-like main roots of the Mother Tree burst forth from the earth, naturally forming several ancient stone platforms beside the well. This place was once a sacred altar where the high elves held ceremonies.

Moran walked to the central and largest altar and bit her fingertip.

A drop of blood, crystal clear with the luster of jade yet containing wisps of other colors, seeped out.

She pressed her fingertips into the indentation in the center of the altar.

The moment the blood touched the altar, the entire altar, and even the roots of the Mother Tree and the water of the Well of Eternity around it, simultaneously shimmered with a faint light.

The runes on the altar lit up one by one, like a star map being illuminated. Moran felt the blood in his body begin to warm slightly, creating a strange resonance with the altar, the Mother Tree, and the well water.

The natural power inherent in her bloodline, as well as the power of radiance, shadow, and stars acquired through cultivation, were clearly stimulated and manifested by this resonance.

The power of nature sometimes transforms into an emerald halo, sometimes into a sharp and wild wind like an invisible force; the power of radiance transforms into specks of golden light, then condenses into a solar corona; the power of shadow silently spreads, its deadly sharpness flashing and disappearing; the power of the stars weaves a dazzling galaxy around her...

At this moment, these energies manifested simultaneously in Moran, yet miraculously maintained a balance, without conflicting with each other; on the contrary, they seemed to subtly merge into one.

The calm surface of the Well of Eternity suddenly stirred without any wind, and ripples appeared in its center.

The spring water rose from it, slowly enveloping the entire altar and completely enveloping Moran.

The purest magical energy, like a warm torrent, ignored her body's defenses and directly washed over every inch of her flesh and blood, and even her spirit.

Moran could sense that during this process, the complete bloodline of the high elves, which was hidden at the deepest level of their bloodline and had been almost worn away by time, was beginning to be activated and replenished little by little!
This process is accompanied by a massive energy surge and an information deluge.

Countless fragmented images, ancient knowledge, and the civilization and memories of the High Elves... surged into her spiritual sea like a tide, slowly converging into the inherited memories of the High Elves.

At the same time, her body is also changing.

Her skin became more radiant, her bones more resilient and agile, a few streaks of dazzling gold appeared in her dark green hair, and her emerald green pupils turned purplish-black.

As the replenishment of her bloodline neared its end, the Fountain of Eternity suddenly receded, and the Mother Tree of Life bestowed its radiance upon her.

At the same time, she clearly felt that the protective magic on the surrounding buildings, which had previously shown a slight aversion and distance towards her, had become "friendly".

She knew that from this moment on, Sulamalan was "completely open" to her.

The light on the altar gradually dimmed, and peace returned.

Moran slowly opened her eyes. The complete legacy of the high elves had appeared in her mind's eye. At the same time, she also mastered an energy that only high elves could control—elven power.

The power of spirits can be transformed into the power of nature, the power of stars, the power of shadow, the power of light, or even spiritual power, according to one's will. Its quality is even higher than that of the power of angels, demons, and dragons.

The bloodline atavism ceremony was a complete success!
Elven power, in terms of both inclusiveness and might, cannot compare to the witch's magic. Compared to this high elven bloodline, the newly appeared high elven inherited memories in her spiritual sea are what she values ​​most.

When the high elves were active, the magic network had not yet appeared, and their inherited memories contained both magical theories and complete spell structures.

However, the entire Suramaran is under the perception of the Mother Tree of Life, making it inconvenient to enter the mirror space.

Moran first organized the part about the High Elf legacy from the inherited memories, then took a trip to the main city of Suramaran and took everything that interested him or that was useful to him.

These things are difficult to take directly out of the world of Thran, but that doesn't prevent her from feeding them to the Book of Cards after leaving Suramaran. Then she can just use the Book of Cards to make a new copy and put it back in its original place.

After collecting his items, Moran didn't linger in Suramarand. He returned directly to the main world and eagerly entered the Mirror Space, maximizing the flow of time to process and digest the memories. (End of Chapter)