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Chapter 657 Elf Prince (3)

Elves are conceived from heaven and earth, so they are very rare.

Every little elf is the most precious existence of the elves.

Every 100 years, a little elf will be born, which will be taken care of by the elders of the elves, waiting for the gods to come.

Then, it is up to the elf to choose whether to follow the goddess of light, Stephanie, or the goddess of darkness, Frances, to become an angel or a fallen angel...

Today happens to be the day when the Centennial Elf was born.

On the white holy altar, a flower intertwined with ice blue and ice silver slowly bloomed one by one under the unblinking nervous eyes of the elf elders in white robes.

You can vaguely see something that seems to be wrapped in a baby's size, and there is a faint halo on the body.

Finally, the flowers are fully bloomed.

A brand new elf is born into the world.

"born."

"born."

"God bless, six members of No. 90 of our elf family came to the world."

While excited, the elders of the elves performed strange and sacred ritual prayers, praying for their new members, and adding "blessings from the elders".

When the prayers are over, the blessings descend.

The holy white light surrounding the newborn elf's small body slowly dissipated...

The little elf lay quietly in the birthing flower of the elves, with long ice-silver hair sticking to her white and tender cheeks, and the wings that grew from her back were as thin as cicada wings and seemed to be transparent. A faint silver light sweeps down...

So cute and cute that it melts your heart.

Even the most vicious and vicious villains in this world may not be able to kill this elf.

The elders of the elves looked at the newborn elf who was still sleeping, with a smile on their faces, and their eyes were full of soft and loving light.

A certain elder suddenly thought of a question: "It doesn't have a name yet."

The elves can only tell whether they are male or female after they have chosen their gender according to their wishes as adults.So here's 'it'.

"Yes, our lovely elf doesn't have a name yet."

"Patriarch, quickly ask God to give our elf a beautiful name."

Only when a name is given can it be considered a real new life, and then the elf will open its eyes...

The elders of the elves couldn't wait, and kept urging.

The patriarch of the elf tribe stretched out his hand and stroked his white beard slowly, and said, "Don't worry, I will ask God to give our elf a name."

"it is good."

"Patriarch, hurry up."

Under the eagerness of the elders of the elves, the patriarch of the elves smashed the green-leaf-looking cane on the ground in his hand.

After chanting a strange and mysterious spell, the patriarch of the elves picked up his crutch and pointed it in the air!
I saw a line of pale golden words appearing in the void, crooked, false and solid.

After a while, the line of pale gold words disappeared, but the patriarch and elders had already engraved the words deeply into their minds.

The patriarch of the elves put away his crutches, looked at the newborn elves sleeping on the God of Pregnancy Flower, and announced in a gentle tone:

"The No. 90 six elves of our elf family are named Bethel."

The voice fell.

A cute and cute little elf with ice silver long hair, her slender and beautiful eye feathers trembled, a flash of light flashed in the sun, and slowly opened...

A pair of heterochromatic pupils were revealed.

(End of this chapter)