Chapter 1297 Can’t Elves See the Necromancer? Why?

"It's too much, it's too much!"

The petals of the crystal flower trembled violently again. The light screen projected a face with a frown:

"If you don't learn natural magic well, you can say you're partial to science. You can say you have other ideas when using animals for experiments, but necromancy!"

The legend who spoke spoke every word, and the flower petals were shaken up and down by his voice, and then up and down, and then up and down:

"This is the most violent conflict with nature and the most unnatural spell! Elder Fahim, do you want to take care of this little guy?"

"I have never cared about it." Elder Fahim responded calmly. Without waiting for the other party to roar, he continued softly:

"This child is not my disciple. I can help him, but I am not qualified to discipline him or restrain him."

After a pause, the elder said calmly while the petals were shaking violently:

"Besides, with his talent and achievements, if I care about him and interfere with his thinking, I will make things worse."

As soon as these words came out, it was like the legendary ice magic [Ice Razor] cutting through the crystal flower. Every petal stopped flickering and stood still as if frozen.

Every elder has to ask himself:

Yes, among so many of our legends, even our predecessors, predecessors’ predecessors, predecessors’ predecessors, have any of them extinguished the flame of the Well of Eternity?

Has anyone uncovered the nature of the damage caused by the Well of Eternity and developed a correct warning plan?

Has anyone revealed the principles why treatment cannot work when injured in a secret realm, and found a new treatment method based on these principles?

No.

No.

nothing.

The legendary mage speaks with power, but in the final analysis, he speaks with knowledge. When knowledge comes to an end, it is actually through output.

In terms of strength, any one of these legends can crush Gretel;

But in terms of output, no one dares to say that their research achievements can surpass Gretel's.

In fact, there is no telling who will crush whom.

"Then...then we...just watch like this?"

After a long time, the legend who initially protested asked softly and tremblingly. He was answered by silence:

I don’t care, I don’t have the right to care. Elder Fahim, who is closest to Grete, bluntly said he doesn’t care;

No matter, do you really want Gretel to toy with necromancy?

Not to mention what the elves would think of torturing the undead on Everlasting Island, if you think about this scene, you will find it unbearable...

Even the most radical or the most lenient Elf Legend couldn't say "Then let him torment the undead" for a while.

As for whether Kusa Oak and the group of elves he led can turn this corner and accept relevant research, that is already an extremely small problem in comparison.

"well……"

An old sigh suddenly sounded among the petals of the crystal flower. In an instant, the petals swayed, and all the light screens were subtly deflected at an angle——

Almost all the Elf Legends sitting in front of Crystal Flower and participating in the discussion turned their faces in unison.

They held their breath and listened to the eldest elder of the Magic Academy, Elder Amat, sighing softly:

"Doesn't anyone remember the history of our clan, the history before our clan left the Old Continent and crossed the ocean?"

Crystal Flower was quiet. Only a few of the dozens of petals trembled, and the light screen made slight sounds of "ah", "oh" and "eh".

Elder Amat let out a long sigh. Every wrinkle on the old face seems to be engraved with the history of the years:

"A long, long time ago...before our people left the Old Continent and crossed the ocean. At that time, humans and gods lived together, and the blood of gods was passed on in the world..."

His voice flowed leisurely through the light screen of the crystal flower. Every elf is fascinated by leisurely, as if being taken back to the distant ancient times:

"But living with gods is not a wonderful life. Some gods care about mortals and take care of them, and some gods regard mortals as their slaves and food.

When things don't go his way, he kidnaps beauties, creates wars, rains down fire from heaven, triggers floods, kills mortals, and destroys the country.

Later, all the races united together and launched a divine war..."

At this point, the light screen of the crystal flower began to hear voices of sudden realization one after another.

That period of history is hard to remember if you don’t mention it, but everyone will remember it if you mention it. Even in the history of the elves, there are glorious years that make people excited and heroes emerge in large numbers:

All races stand side by side, exploring the mysteries of nature and the mysteries of the world. The magicians have pushed magic above the 9th level, far beyond the scope allowed by the gods;

All kinds of beliefs are blooming. There are the gods of nature, spring goddesses, war gods, dwarf gods and orc gods that have survived to this day, as well as various legends that have fallen;

Elves, dwarves, gnomes, and orcs, shoulder to shoulder on the earth, charge towards the gods.

Elves wear armor forged by dwarves;

Orcs push chariots made by dwarves;

The necromancer held his staff high and summoned the sea of ​​skeletons. Next to him, the bishops of the Glorious Holy See blessed and protected the warriors of all races...

That was the closest cooperation between all races, and it was also a golden age that would never come back.

Later, later...

Later, the old gods who once ruled the earth were killed and expelled, and the belief in the God of Glory became dominant and became the state religion of the empire that unified the continent, declaring the beliefs of other gods as heretics;

Magicians were also declared heretics, hunted and killed;

The dwarves hid underground, the orcs occupied the wasteland, the dwarfs hid somewhere, and the vampires raised an eternal dark sky in the black forest;

As for the elves, because they did not want to get involved in the human civil war, they crossed the ocean early and stayed out of the matter.

Gradually, gradually, after many, many years, the current ethnic character and customs of the elves were formed.

"Not to mention survival and death, which are originally cycles of nature. Not to mention that the little guy hasn't studied necromancy yet, even if he studies and summons the necromancy——

Can’t we be more open-minded and tolerant like our predecessors? If you really can’t think about it, you can ask World Tree! "

There was silence. Elder Fahim turned his head slightly, barely holding back his smile;

Elder Alamir frowned and lowered his head, as if he had fallen into deep meditation;

And Elder Green, Kusa Oak's teacher, is still Xuan Xin's disciple. Stand up, sit down; sit down, stand up; after going around in circles several times, I still couldn’t help but ask:

"What about Kusa?"

"Let him think for himself." Elder Emma's voice was calm, with the calmness of overlooking the cycle of seasons from the top of the World Tree for a long time:

"They are all half-step legends. You have to figure things out on your own and walk your own path. If you can't figure it out, you will help and point at me, and you will never reach the level of legend!"

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