Real elves vs fake elves

Gradually, the girl began to behave like the three siblings. She washed her messy hair with lake water, tied her hair up with ropes made of grass, tried to walk upright instead of crawling on all fours like a wild beast, and wore simple clothes woven from various leaves and vines.

In this way, little by little, the girl changed from a monster to a...

Ugly.

Even if the girl tried to live like an elf, she was not an elf at all, and her appearance was incredibly ugly. Her actions were simply an attempt to draw a tiger but ended up drawing a dog. It would not make people scared, but simply disgusting.

It's not true that sisters will definitely look good if they lose weight. This girl is just a skinny person.

It was in this state that the girl began to rashly try to approach the cottage where the three siblings lived.

Chapter 128 The Secret of the Gods (Part )

For the three elven gods, time does not have much meaning. Their daily lives are just ordinary, and the roles of brother and sister are more like role-playing. But it is natural that they would develop feelings for each other.

The God of Hunting was doing somersaults to please the Moon Goddess, and occasionally he would deliberately make a fool of himself to make the little princess despise him. However, the Supreme Holy Tree became more and more frowning, and even ignored the harassment of the Moon Goddess several times. This was why the Moon Goddess was particularly unhappy during this period and chose to play a trick on the God of Hunting.

I won’t mention the specific names of these three gods because they are not very important and the author is too lazy to come up with them.

At this moment, a skinny wild child suddenly appeared in front of the three siblings. When the hunting god saw the child, he stopped making a fool of himself.

In fact, with his keen sense, he had already discovered the girl's hiding, but because she did not show any malice and even tried to help him most of the time, the God of Hunting was unwilling to drive her away. Instead, he was very curious about why she, who had always been timid, suddenly made such a move.

The Supreme Holy Tree was almost the same. The entire forest was under his control. How could the little wild god born under his shadow be outside his control? Even if the girl really chose to join this family, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

The only one who got furious was the Moon Goddess. This girl always regarded herself as a supreme and noble princess, and regarded any filth approaching her as blasphemy. And this ugly monster who suddenly appeared in front of her was naturally blasphemy among blasphemies!

“Beat her to death!!!”

The Moon Goddess screamed, as if she had suffered some great insult.

"I want you to beat her to death!!!"

The Hunting God was silent for a while, but finally decided to take action.

When the wild child saw the hunting god walking towards him, he smiled with great difficulty. Although his mouth was full of terrifying fangs, he was still trying to show his kindness.

Then she was shocked to see a hunting knife stabbed into her body.

body.

Looking at the tall man in front of her in disbelief, tears instantly fell from the corners of her eyes. After the wild child roared like a beast, her instinct for survival forced her to turn around and flee from this place.

He got down on all fours again, and the straw headband scattered on the ground. Because he ran too hastily, the clothes wrapped around his body also fell apart. The wild child ran madly towards the depths of the forest.

The God of Hunting was hanging far behind her. He could make this wild god explode and scatter at any time if he wanted to, but the God of Hunting did not do so. He just hung behind her and drove it away.

The Supreme Holy Tree must have observed all of this, but he did not say much. After all, there were more troublesome things waiting for him.

At this point in the story, Aenarion finally seems to be more alert.

"Is the story of the Elf God so bloody? It's like a TV drama. The wild man in the forest must be the God of the Wilderness. No wonder the God of Hunting told me not to kill her. It seems that this person has always felt guilty about it."

"Although I feel that the incident was caused by the Moon Goddess and has nothing to do with the Hunting God... Although he is a muscular man, his mind is surprisingly delicate and sensitive. He took the blame for this incident that was not his fault at all."

Aenarion asked himself if the two sides were reversed, he would not feel as guilty as the Huntsman, although he would never treat the Moon God like that from the beginning, and he would never carry out the ridiculous orders given by the Moon God.

As the story progresses, the fifth person appears.

Of course it was the mighty Sigma man who was admired and loved by the world!

Such an immense killing intent! Such an immense domineering mind! How could a mere elf be able to stop it? !

So, can Sigma, as a brave hero, defeat the elven gods?

Absolutely! You can easily open your teeth!

The grove began to burn, and the terrifying dragon roars seemed to never stop. The eldest brother, the Supreme Sacred Tree, was the first to go to the direction of the flames, and then came back with a haggard face.

This went on for a few days, and the God of Hunting also began to follow the Supreme Holy Tree towards the direction where the flames were burning.

More and more areas of the grove were burning, and the Moon Goddess hid in the small house and trembled. During this time, the Hunting God tried to ask the Moon Goddess to come and help, but the Moon Goddess was so terrified that she just screamed and refused to leave the house.

Finally one day, the big tree in front of the small house began to wither, and a big golden sun rose in the sky.

It was at this moment that the wild child who had not appeared in the forest for a long time suddenly jumped out. She was gnawing on the withered tree like crazy. At the same time, the Moon Goddess who was in the house seemed to feel something. When she walked out of the house and saw this scene, she suddenly became anxious.

It was not because the other party was gnawing on his brother's remains, but because she felt that these benefits should belong to her.

"Asshole! What do you want to do!"

Rushing forward with loud shouts, the two women soon engaged in a fight. Logically speaking, the Moon Goddess should be stronger than the Wild God, who was still a little Camilla at that time, but unfortunately, as the fight went on, the Moon Goddess inexplicably fell into a disadvantage. It might be that she simply did not know how to fight, or that the Wild God's terrifying momentum of fighting for his life suppressed her. In short, the Moon Goddess was defeated, and her defeat was extremely miserable.

Her luxurious clothes were torn to pieces, and her originally beautiful and flawless body was covered with scars, some of which were so deep that the bones could be seen. She simply did not have the courage to fight to the death. The crazy and reckless fighting style of the God of Wilderness really broke her defense.

She returned to the small house crying, but the God of Wilderness ignored her because he wanted to eat the dead tree as soon as possible. The Moon God returned to the house and isolated herself from the outside world. This shabby house gave her the last sense of security. Now she would not go out no matter what. She wanted to hide here until the world was destroyed.

The fire is coming?

do not care!

What will that monster outside do after it eats all the trees?

Never mind!

Maybe my brother will come back?

There is absolutely no way I can control it!

This Moon Goddess, who had never encountered any setbacks since her birth, decisively chose to be an ostrich after experiencing a setback, but things in the outside world obviously would not change because of her escape.

After the God of Wilderness ate the remains of the Supreme Sacred Tree, her injuries from the fight with the Moon Goddess were healed. Her injuries were far greater than those of the Moon Goddess, but she had no intention of retreating in the fight.

Now this new wild god turned his gaze towards the house.

But Huang Shen's gaze quickly shifted, because this other target was far more attractive to her than this shabby house.

The target was standing next to the small house. He was covered in scars and should have just arrived. The man looked at the small house with a sad face, then turned to look at the God of Wilderness and started his first conversation with this wild child.

"Let her go."

"Please."

Chapter 129: Resolving the Incident of Savage Tyranny

After watching the clichéd family ethics drama at 8 o'clock, Aenarion said it was a very clichéd plot.

The only novelty is that the naive and innocent girl is actually an out-and-out beast.

The green fluorescence faded, and Aenarion returned to the sight of the elves, which also marked the end of the oracle of the God of Hunting.

But even so, Aenarion

Still in deep thought, he was digesting the more specific information from this eight o'clock drama.

Because it is the memory of the hunting god, it is inevitable that there is some beautification of itself, and some of the scenes are obviously referential.

For example, the log cabin should be the so-called kingdom of God.

The grove should be the world ruled by the Light People.

There are many more examples like this, even the grand war between gods is referred to as a fight between ordinary people.

To give the simplest example, it is the war between the Moon Goddess and the Wild God. Aenarion has also read the classic story of the Moon God. There are also many descriptions of that war between gods. In the relevant descriptions, the Wild God was treacherous, cunning, extremely stupid, like a mad dog, and as cowardly as a mouse.

Although no one knew how the God of Wilderness could be so cunning and stupid at the same time, like a mad dog and as cowardly as a mouse, the Moon God said so after all, and the Moon Clan believed it.

The description of that war between gods in the Moon Goddess classics was so shocking that it could be called the greatest and most brutal battle since the creation of the world. The related description was even more exciting, as if the world would be destroyed if the battle was lost.

Of course, he was defeated in the end, but it was an honorable defeat. His defeat was glorious and his spirit was defeated. The defeat made the God of the Wilderness terrified and he was seriously injured and died.

In the scene that Aenarion just saw, the Moon Goddess tried to use "high-end" methods such as pulling hair and spitting to deal with the God of Wilderness. Who would have thought that the God of Wilderness would respond with "biting" and "claws" like a beast...

Combining many classic descriptions, it is actually easy to draw the conclusion:

The wild god is really ugly!

The Moon Goddess is really embarrassing!

Also, the inexplicable feelings that the God of Wilderness had for the God of Hunting were a bit baffling, and the God of Hunting's memory seemed rather vague, and it was obvious that he himself couldn't figure out why this was happening.

Aenarion had some ideas about this. The God of Wilderness represented the disorder and chaos of nature. The law of the jungle and winner takes all were obviously the most superficial and conspicuous part of the natural cycle. The hunter god's actions of hunting monsters were obviously very consistent with the law of the jungle. It was obvious that the God of Wilderness was obsessed with the hunter god because of this.

In other words, this pair of demons and monsters is a match made in heaven. Bless you! Lock them in!

"grown ups."

The Cheshire Cat's call woke Aenarion from his thoughts. The awakened Phoenix King looked at the girl who was half his height and signaled to her that he was fine.

"It's okay. I'm not intoxicated by the illusion of God. I'm just thinking about something."

The so-called power of God has a strong similarity with the underworld. If a priest rashly accepts the oracle without preparation, he may be forever lost in the illusion created by God.

Cheshire Cat: "..."

The girl looked at the incense, smelling salts and other mental relief drugs in her hands, and suddenly felt that her actions were a bit redundant.

There is no way this monster could get lost in an illusion!

What on earth had gotten into me that I had this absurd idea of ​​"calling Aenarion's lost soul back to his body"?

"I am fully aware of the Huntsman's wishes and intentions." Aenarion turned to look at the people gathered behind him, his voice steady and powerful.

Words like "clear knowledge" are often not associated with oracles. After all, every damn god is a riddler. It seems that the favorite thing for these extremely bored guys to do is to throw out a bunch of ambiguous riddles and let you guess.

But no one dared to question what Aenarion said. After all, even gods probably wouldn't have the guts to play dumb with the Phoenix King.

"I will be heading to Savage Tyranny, and this time Terry will be coming with me."

"My purpose this time is not to exile the God of Wilderness, nor to kill all the beasts under his command, but to calm his endless anger."

"In fact, I have another idea. The elves seem to have a natural god."

As for the elves, no matter which story they are, they should have all kinds of unclear relationships with nature, and their attitudes towards nature are extreme, either they only eat meat or only eat vegetarian food. The elves in this world are busy making trouble, and it seems that they have even chosen to abandon their traditional arts.

This is unacceptable.

From now on, the elves will also have their own natural gods.

That is, the god of the earth's surface ecosystem.

Aenarion: "I will choose to act in three days. I will issue a series of instructions at that time, and you must fully cooperate with my work."

"above."

Aenarion certainly couldn't sit idly by and watch three big light bulbs blinding people in the midst of the barbaric tyranny. This matter must be resolved, and no one would question it. As for the introduction of a new god, a chicken expressed its protest from the beginning, but the Phoenix King chose to ignore it magnificently.

This incident was just a small matter for the entire Phoenix Royal Court, just like a stone falling into the lake and causing a little splash. It seemed to cause a little ripple, but it would eventually return to calm.

Aenarion's various initiatives have transformed the Phoenix Court into a self-contained war machine that only requires routine maintenance from him and it continues to operate with astonishing efficiency and power.

at the same time,

The Unicorn Duchy, the Unicorn Castle that had been half destroyed by heavy artillery fire.

Human castles have developed to the point where they have more than just defensive functions. Various new castles not only combine defense but also take comfort into consideration. Some castles are so extreme that they can be called luxurious manors built of stones.

Unicorn Castle is clearly the best of this kind of castle.

Nicholas was sitting on the lawn that had been carefully trimmed by the servants. Behind him were mountains of various rare treasures. Two guys who looked like non-commissioned officers were shouting loudly as they acted as auctioneers. In front of them were a large number of human soldiers, who were shouting excitedly, obviously wanting to bid for the treasures they liked.

Obviously, this was an auction. With the intention of finding a bargain or collecting, the soldiers who had just won a battle, after getting the spoils that rightfully belonged to them, wanted to exchange these spoils for something more valuable.

Next to Nicholas, a cold-faced woman who looked 70% like Archduke Wordsworth was tied up. This woman was Wordsworth's daughter, but not Nicholas and Francis' sister. To be specific, she was the girl born from a tryst between Wordsworth and a secret lover.

This woman must be of extraordinary status, otherwise Wordsworth would have chosen to abort her with his ruthless character. But no matter how noble her status was, it didn't matter to Nicholas. He brought this woman to him just to find out one thing.

That was something that had been bothering him for more than two years.

Chapter 130 How did the hero die?

"How Francis died."

Nicholas' voice was as chilling as ice, and even the Griffin Princess, who had managed to remain calm, felt frightened. His expressionless face and typical big-guy demeanor made her sweat even more.

But how could the Griffin Princess, who always took her mother as her role model, tolerate herself ending up in such a situation?

The girl thought that even if she died, she would not appear in such a miserable state.

The glare she gave Nicholas back was no longer as cold and emotionless as before.

"Let Nicholas come over! Is this coward so afraid to see me?"

Trying hard to make herself look like a hero, the Griffin Princess stretched her neck and tried to recall the appearance of the rebels who died at her hands, but in the end she ended up with nothing.

After all, she couldn't even pronounce the name correctly. If it were someone else, they would probably not be able to hold it together.

Nicholas: “…”