For a fat elf who revealed information so cleanly and neatly, Lin looked at him with surprise. Of course Wildwalk Fu Teng knew the meaning of this look, and he shrugged nonchalantly and said, "Since the person is dead, it doesn't matter if he says it. At least leaving a name in your heart is better than dying as an unknown person." Besides, the characteristics of that bow are so obvious that nine out of ten people here will recognize it. Even if I don’t say it, someone else will tell it. So it doesn’t matter.”
Hearing that the elves emphasized the bow so much, Lin couldn't help but become curious. Flashing twice in a row, when he appeared in front of the elves again, he already had a crystal clear amber long bow in his hand. It looks like a gem, shining brightly. However, the shape of the bow body is very simple, like a long stick that has been bent and then stringed.
When this bow appeared in Lin's hand, the attitude of the surrounding elves was not so much surprise as full of desire. It's like the look in a human's eyes when they see a treasure and want to possess it. After all, it is an important treasure passed down by an empire, so it is not surprising that the elves have ideas. They are not creatures without desires.
Ignoring the scorching eyes around him, Lin, holding this bow, felt the overflowing mana and power from above, almost to the point of scalding. Although the hand holding the bow did not burn or even leave any burns, Lin could feel the damage to his hand slowly occurring.
Although I have heard that some powerful magical weapons and even artifacts will select their users. This is not like Hagakiri, where the weapon itself has consciousness and will find a suitable owner. But just like the bow in your hand, the power contained in it has been so concentrated that it can be called 'poison'. Most people cannot use it at all, and only those who are strong enough can use it.
This was Lin's first time seeing such a weapon, so he would naturally be curious about the secret of this bow. Without saying a word, he lightly threw the Elf Emperor's bow upwards. The weapon that was frozen in mid-air was wrapped in or penetrated by the magic circle from front to back, up and down. All the formations were turning like gears, and the mysteries contained in them began to be analyzed.
If only one person was doing such an action, it would take at least seven days and seven nights to get preliminary results, not to mention the wrong situation. But what are the things around us? Twenty-one world trees! Lin directly called on the computing power of the trees, preparing to thoroughly analyze the inside and outside of the Elf Emperor's Bow.
During the process, the calculation of a certain tree progressed by leaps and bounds, as if there were no obstacles at all. Lin looked at the elves surrounding him, holding the ancient Yectrasil, and asked about the water bottle withered branches in his hands, "Your Majesty, you seem to be very familiar with this weapon? The analysis progress is faster than everyone else's. A lot faster.”
Without communicating through others, the dead branch in the water bottle directly said, "Of course it's familiar. That little guy came to me and asked me to provide easy-to-shape materials to make a weapon. I asked someone to give him a weapon. Buckets of resin, and some ideas for use. But this is the first time I’ve seen the finished product.”
Once you hear it's an 'acquaintance', there must be gossip. Lin asked casually, "Oh, Your Majesty Youke knows that, um, the eighth emperor of the Elf Empire?"
"Yes, he was a good young man. He became a god through his own efforts and a few opportunities. It's a pity that he died in the end." The ancient man said with nostalgia.
"Dead? What's going on?" Lin Bai asked intently.
"Killed by the Demon King in the Dark Ages."
... Only then did someone realize what a stupid question he had asked. Considering that the demon king is now living in the same place as him, someone changed the subject and asked before setting off the fire, "Since His Majesty Youke is willing to give away his own materials, I think he has a good relationship with that Emperor."
"That's right. So when he lit the divine fire, I helped him by the way. However, his successors were not very good at it. They directly used their ancestors to become gods and demanded that everything in the world submit to the Elf Emperor. I refused, so he Sent a legion to look for trouble. After being annihilated by me, I temporarily cut off the tribe's contact with the outside world and fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up, the Golden Dynasty no longer existed. The young man also hid in his own There was no contact with me in the Kingdom of God. When I heard news about him again, it was the news that he was killed by the Demon King, the Kingdom of God was destroyed, and his godhead was shattered."
"Haha." When this incident was brought up again, someone could only pass it off with a smile. But for the kingdom official, Wildwalk Futen, who was familiar with the history of elves, he seemed to have heard an unsolved mystery in the history of the empire, and asked tremblingly, "Your Majesty Yggdrasil, may I ask you at that time?" Which legion was it that was annihilated?”
Although it seems that many elves are interested in this question. But the question was asked, but there was no answer.
Feeling angry, Wildwalk Fu Teng suddenly realized one thing. The other party was not a common people or a foreign visitor who needed to kowtow to him. But to be able to be on an equal footing with their own king... no, even that wise king is not even qualified to be on an equal footing with them.
The fat elf couldn't help but cast his eyes for help on the human who could talk to the World Trees. Of course the person being watched knows the intention. This level of small favor is just a small effort and not a big favor; but if you don't do it, you may be remembered for the rest of your life. So Lin still opened his mouth to help and asked.
"By the way, Your Majesty Youke, did the legion you destroyed back then have any special symbols or flags?" Lin considered that one of the possible reasons why the fat elf's question was not answered was because the question was not clear. . From the perspective of World Tree, if an enemy invades and is killed, who will care about the origin of the other party? But if you ask about the characteristics, you should be able to name four or five or six.
"If you really want to talk about special signs, there is a flag that is very special. It is made of special gold. The additional magic is a constant and gives various powerful auxiliary effects to the marked creatures within a certain range. At least including divine speed, giant Magical effects such as strength, stone skin, sharp eyes, etc. The flag pole is about two people high, with an eagle spreading its wings at the top. Things are thrown into the treasure house of the tribe. If arranged according to time, it should be very deep. It is estimated to be a thousand years old. No one has touched it, and I don’t know if the magic effect has turned into scrap metal due to exhaustion of power.”
One of the ten unsolved mysteries of the Golden Dynasty of the Elf Empire is the collective disappearance of the powerful Golden Eagle Legion. This legion gathered all the strong men in the empire and could be said to be the most powerful group force in the land at that time. However, it disappeared without a trace during its heyday.
The reasons vary. Some said he had rebelled, some said he had failed in his expedition to another dimension and was living in a foreign land, and some even said he was involved in the disputes among the kings at that time, laying hidden dangers for the future feud between brothers and the division of the empire. In order to silence them, the entire elite army was buried.
But if the entire legion was annihilated due to the failure of the attack on World Tree, it is indeed necessary to conceal the truth. Because for the Elf Empire, the ancient Yggdrasil, the World Tree, is the guardian of the empire. His strongest legion was killed by his own guardian. How could such a scandal be made public to the world?
And this can also explain why in the history of the elves, with the disappearance of the Golden Eagle Legion as a turning point, the empire's national destiny turned from prosperity to decline and began to decline.
Losing a strong man from a legion is not just a matter of this legion. Behind all soldiers there is a family, even a clan. These elves lost trust in the empire because they could not get the truth about their missing relatives. Because there is no trust, the lack of cooperation with national policies has almost delayed the political affairs of a small half of the empire, and also laid hidden dangers for subsequent divisions.
On the other hand, of course, is the parting of ways with the guardian, Yggdrasil, the World Tree. Even if the empire does not need the protection of the World Tree, the various materials prefixed with the World Tree are all top-notch magic materials in the land. When the sources are reduced or even eliminated, the impact on a country is not insignificant. At least some of the top props or equipment have been discontinued.
When Wildwalk Futeng realized that what he heard might be the hidden history of the Elf Empire, he only felt a toothache. For a moment, I didn’t know whether I should tell her. Even if I did, should I report it through formal channels, or should I just treat it as a joke in the pub?
But even if this is the truth that the Elf Empire doesn't want others to know, it was already thousands of years ago. Even if elves belong to the long-lived species, the lifespan of extraordinary beings is longer than that of ordinary elves. There are no people left from that era today, so the problem of face does not exist at all.
Compared with the face of the empire in the past, another top priority was in the hands of that human magician. The national treasure, the Bow of the Elf Emperor, became that magician's trophy. How to speak and how to redeem things became the problems at hand. In any case, there was no way that he would let the kingdom's treasure be taken away by that magician.
But under the watchful eyes of a group of wood elves, Wildwalk Fu Teng had no confidence at all that he could leave behind this treasured bow inherited from the former empire.
Compared with the inner activities of the fat elf, someone who is not very familiar with the history of elves does not have so many and complicated thoughts. Lin only listened to World Tree's statement about past history as if it were ancient, and concentrated all his energy on analyzing the treasure bow in front of him.
With the help of the twenty-one world trees, the analysis work was completed in a short time. The treasure bow floating in mid-air slowly fell into Lin's hand. However, someone held the hot mountain yu in his hand and threw it directly to the fat elf beside him without even thinking about it. "Come on, put your things away by yourself."
Wilder Walker Fu Teng, who was unprepared for the sudden, fast and urgent impact of happiness, hugged the bow directly to his chest and bared his teeth. Oh my god, this hurts so much. But no matter how painful it was, he didn't dare to throw things on the ground.
Whether you throw it away or not is a secondary matter. If someone is disrespectful and is reported by colleagues or juniors who covet his position, he will have to go to the mine. Therefore, no matter how vicious the power emanating from the Elf Emperor's Bow was, Wildwalk Fu Teng could only grit his teeth, hold it carefully in different hands, and try his best to resist the strong and devouring energy.
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