The sequence is too involutional, luckily I am too.

Chapter 196: Is the title of Knight really useful?

Legolas was immediately alarmed upon seeing this.

Fenris's Wind of Sorrow has defeated countless enemies who invaded Valinor, and even on the Ascension Stairs, there are quite a few powerful figures who have fallen to this move.

But when faced with this outsider, this seemingly sure-fire strike failed to leave even a trace on him.

The more this was the case, the more intense Legolas's apprehension grew. If even outsiders possessed this level of skill, then the safety of Valinor was in grave danger—

The terrifying image of the sacred tree withering and the clan being wiped out flashed through his mind again. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately raised the longbow in his hand, the ring on his forehead faintly shimmering with a glowing green light, and the tip of the arrow gathering a chilling aura.

Just as the arrow was about to be fully charged, Fenris suddenly stepped forward and stood firmly between Lu Yan and Legolas.

His eyes gleamed with an emerald green light as he scrutinized Lu Yan from head to toe for a moment before suddenly speaking, his tone tinged with uncertainty: "You—are a Titled Knight?"

Lu Yan was taken aback upon hearing this, and was secretly surprised—a titled knight?

Could it be the title he received in the tower?

Judging from Fenrir's expression, this companion of Legolas clearly knew a great deal about the origin of this title.

Before he could respond, a soft emerald halo suddenly appeared above Fenris's head. The halo slowly condensed and finally transformed into several clear and eye-catching characters: [Title: Hunting].

"They really wear their titles on their sleeves without any attempt to hide them—"

Lu Yan's eyes twitched slightly. He immediately followed Fenris's example, gathering the power of the Blood Wedge in his body at the top of his head, and instantly condensing his title: [Title: Demon Slayer].

The moment the words "Demon Slayer" lit up above Lu Yan's head, Fenris's hostility vanished instantly, replaced by an undisguised enthusiasm and approval.

He smiled and pressed down on Legolas's tense arm, his tone gentle yet firm: "Legolas, he is not the enemy. Put down your bow and arrows."

After speaking, he turned around, faced Lu Yan, bowed slightly, and introduced himself with the most elegant etiquette of the Elven race: "Fenris, Elf, Wilderness Hunter."

"Human, Lu Renjia."

Lu Yan nodded slightly, returning the gesture with the etiquette of the human race. His expression was calm, but his heart was full of doubts.

It's just a title, so why did it cause such a big change in Fenris's attitude?

The way the two bowed so calmly left Legolas completely bewildered.

When did Fenris, the most vigilant and skilled hunter of their tribe, become so easy to talk to?

Is it?

Could the title of a stranger from out of town really make him completely lower his guard?

"Legolas, you haven't been in the tower long enough to know the reasons behind it."

Fenris noticed their confusion and patiently explained, his tone tinged with pride, "In certain special circumstances, we will obtain knight-related training methods: when you officially break through to the first rank of knight, there is a certain probability of obtaining a knight title—this is not only a symbol of strength, but also means that your strength and character have been recognized by the master of the Knight Temple, and you are definitely not an evil person."

Upon hearing the words "Knight's Temple," Lu Yan's ears perked up. It was yet another unfamiliar place he'd never heard of before. It seemed the secrets of the myriad realms were far greater than he'd imagined.

What surprised him even more was that this seemingly insignificant knight title could actually serve as a "pass"!

Lu Yan once again realized the importance and power of the tower, and became even more curious about it.

But Legolas, standing to the side, was clearly not so easily convinced.

Can a person's character be easily judged based on a so-called account ban?

His vigilance remained undiminished, but out of respect for Fenris, he slowly put away his bow and arrows, though his hand remained on the bow handle and his fingertips pressed against the quiver. He would not hesitate to strike if Lu Yan made any unusual move.

Finris naturally noticed Legolas's subtle actions, but did not point them out.

He knew that the Elven race had been closed off for many years, and it was already very difficult to get a guardian like Legolas to accept outsiders; he could only take it slowly.

"Lu Renjia, would you be willing to accompany me to my homeland, the sacred city of Valinor, for a brief visit?"

Fenris put away his smile and extended the invitation with a gentlemanly and sincere expression.

Lu Yan readily agreed. He had come specifically to seek the "great harvest" mentioned in the divination, and being able to enter the elven holy land as a guest was naturally the best thing that could happen.

However, out of the oracle's caution, he secretly activated the actuary's "finger calculation" to predict the fortune of this trip.

[May this trip be very auspicious!]

Seeing the panel prompt, Lu Yan felt completely relieved and, led by Fenris, headed towards Valinor.

Legolas, on the other hand, looked reluctant, following far behind the two, his eyes fixed on Lu Yan's every move, his vigilance undiminished.

Lu Yan didn't care about Legolas's strength at all; at most, Legolas was only a mid-level Sequence 5, and could not pose any threat to him at all.

On the contrary, Fenris beside him clearly possessed far greater hidden strength; Lu Yan could vaguely sense that he was currently displaying...

What has arrived may only be the tip of the iceberg of their true strength.

"It's at least Sequence 4, and may even have already reached the threshold of Sequence 3."

Lu Yan secretly judged that this was not a guess, but rather an instinctive reaction from Bloodblade Berserker.

Bloodblade Berserker sensed the aura of a god and was somewhat restless.

This notification popped up precisely when he used the Boundary Severance to defeat Wind's Lament.

In other words, Fenris's skills contain a trace of divine power.

If the Boundary Line itself had not originated from the gods, it might not have been able to defeat that wind blade so easily.

Just as Lu Yan was secretly assessing Fenris's strength, Fenris was also quietly sensing Lu Yan's aura.

Although the exchange was very brief and Lu Yan did not reveal much of his power, he was basically certain that Lu Yan was not simply a physical cultivator.

Judging from Lu Yan's reaction speed and power control, he has definitely awakened more than two sequences, and the strength of each sequence is not low.

Moreover, the long sword in Lu Yan's hand, and the tassel hanging from the blade, were by no means ordinary items.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to easily cut through his Wind's Lament, which he had gathered with all his might.

Although Lu Yan appeared to be only at the Sequence 5 level, the sense of pressure he felt was stronger than that of most of the Sequence 4 powerhouses he had encountered.

Such powerful individuals can only be cultivated by a few super powers in the void.

Could this outsider who calls himself "Lu Renjia" be from one of those places?

Each of the three had their own thoughts, but they didn't stop walking. Before long, they arrived at the entrance to Valinor.

When he looked at the sacred tree from afar, he only thought it was majestic. But when he got closer, Lu Yan realized that the sacred tree, named Telperian, was much larger than he had imagined.

The trunk is so thick that it would take hundreds of people holding hands to encircle it. Its branches and leaves are layered and overlapping, blocking out the sun. A bright green luster flows between the branches and leaves. From a distance, it looks like a green ocean floating in mid-air.

In comparison, the ancient war tree he encountered in the Emerald Dream was like a sapling that had just sprouted from the ground, insignificant and not worth mentioning.

The sacred tree exuded a powerful and pure vitality, but upon closer inspection, Lu Yan could vaguely sense a hint of decay.

Powerful, yet fragile, as if nearing the end of its life.

"This is our Elven sacred tree, Telperion."

Fenris stopped and looked tenderly at the sacred tree, his voice filled with pride.

"It is thanks to its protection that we elves can live peacefully in this Emerald Dream, free from the harassment of our enemies."

Seeing the cherished and proud look in Fenris's eyes, Lu Yan quietly suppressed his doubts about the "sacred tree withering away".

It's really inconvenient to utter such questioning words in front of the host.

The moment the three figures appeared at the entrance to Valinor, they immediately attracted the attention of many elves.

One by one, the elves emerged from the scattered treehouses. Some looked wary, silently gripping their bows and arrows and short blades, their eyes fixed on Lu Yan, this unfamiliar stranger.

But there were also some young elves born in the Emerald Dreamland. They surrounded him with curiosity and without any guard, standing on tiptoe to look at Lu Yan, their eyes full of longing for the outside world.

Fenrir was already used to this, and his face still wore a gentle smile, but Legolas instantly tensed up, strode forward, and sternly dispersed the young elves: "Go back! Don't go near outsiders!"

"Legolas, you're too nervous."

Seeing this, Fenris shook his head helplessly.

"You've spent too much time with the elders of your tribe, and your thinking has become rigid. If our Elven race continues to isolate itself and reject outsiders, we will eventually destroy ourselves."

Before Legolas could object, Fenris turned to Lu Yan again, his tone softening: "Lu, let me take you to a place to rest. You must be tired from your journey."

"it is good."

Lu Yan nodded slightly, but his gaze involuntarily drifted to the top of Telperian.

There, he could clearly sense a powerful aura, calm and majestic, which was the same Sequence 3 powerhouse he had sensed before.

"That is where our elven chieftain and the elven god reside," Legolas's cold snort came at the opportune moment, carrying a hint of warning in his tone.

"If you don't want to die, you'd better not get your sights on that place."

After saying that, without waiting for Lu Yan's response, she turned and walked to the front, still looking reluctant yet secretly wary.

Lu Yan's heart stirred slightly, and he gained a deeper understanding of Legolas.

He's a tough-talking but soft-hearted guy; his words are full of hostility, but he quietly warns him to avoid danger.

He also increasingly felt that these elves, though seemingly wary, actually possessed a kind of simplicity at their core.

Led by Fenris, Lu Yan arrived at an empty treehouse on the edge of Valinor.

The treehouse is naturally constructed from the branches of a sacred tree, with vines entwined around it and covered in tiny white flowers that emit a faint fragrance. The interior furnishings are simple yet elegant, with tables and chairs made from sacred tree wood that gleams with a warm luster.

"This treehouse has been vacant for a long time, so you can stay here without worry."

Fenris took the fruit from the hands of several elves holding tree fruits and gently placed it on the wooden table in front of Lu Yan. The fruit was plump and juicy, exuding a sweet aroma.

"If you're not in a hurry to leave, you can stay here a few more days and tell me about the outside world."

Lu Yan nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping around the treehouse, his doubts growing stronger.

Besides this treehouse, there are many other empty treehouses around, their wooden frames covered with a thin layer of dust, clearly indicating that no one has lived there for a long time.

"It seems you don't have many Pokémon here?"

Lu Yan finally couldn't help but ask.

Upon hearing this, Fenris's smile gradually faded, his eyes became somewhat melancholy, and his tone carried a hint of self-mockery.

"Originally, our race of elves had a considerable number of people, but elves are inherently difficult to reproduce, and even with their long lifespans, they will eventually reach the end of their lives. In recent years, the elders of our race have passed away one after another, while newborns have been few and far between —"

He paused, his voice lowering slightly.

"If we remain trapped in this Emerald Dream, unable to receive the nourishment of life from the outside world, the entire elven race may slowly disappear. If I had known this would happen, I would have stayed in the Gray Mist and tried my best to find a way out."

"Gray fog?" Lu Yan looked up abruptly, his eyes filled with shock. "Your world also has gray fog?"

Fenris was also taken aback, then asked in return, "Huh? Your world has also been invaded by the gray fog?"