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Chapter 59 Chapter 53 The Winner

The dawn of the elf forest has come.The golden thread is spinning in the morning mist, the air is exceptionally pure, the green leaves are swaying, and even the burned battlefield has begun to grow new green. Could it be that everything is so easily buried?History is drunk with wine, the dead are turned into mud, and the shrill cry will never reappear on the earth? A flying dragon neighed for a long time in the sky, unable to circle around.Below is the cemetery-like black soil, with no trace of living life to be seen. In another place hundreds of miles away, Feng Suo Lanman looked up at the withered and yellowed leaves all over the sky. When the wind blew, the yellow leaves in the forest fell like snow.

"The forest is dying. Not even our blood can irrigate her." "If the forest can be saved, the elves are willing to use the souls of the whole family as a reward," Sohuaya wiped her tears, "but... why can't the gods hear our call? Why didn't she send down an angel to save this land and lead us?" And Ron was silent, he was studying the secret of Ruo Xinghan's ancient scroll in his heart. "Maybe..." said the singer, "I can save the forest." The elves slowly turned their heads to him, with surprised and expectant eyes. "But...my personal strength is insufficient, I think I know the method, but, I need more strength."

"As long as you can save this forest, the power of the elves is your power!" Feng Suo Lanman stood up, "We are willing to do anything!" "I need you to gather the powerful mages of all clans, and I need the support of their power." "Are you sure, young man?" Feng Suo Lanman shook Ron's shoulder. "As a troubadour, I have been fortunate enough to read some poems written in the ancient Elvish language, which seem to contain an endless source of magic power. I think we should give it a try! Besides, I need the vitality of the forest, so the sooner I The better you start, the less power you can use as the forest dies down."

"I'll do it now!" Feng Suo Lanman immediately ran down to organize the clansmen. Sohuaya still looked at Ron in surprise: "You... Are you really sure?" "I think so." Ron nodded resolutely. In fact, he had a well-thought-out plan. One of the benefits of Ruo Xinghan's Ancient Scroll is that it allowed him to understand the source of magic, instead of practicing magic all his life like some mages. But I don't know why I have to chant such a mantra. "As long as you can muster enough strength, I have full confidence!" "Oh!" Solanya rushed into his arms excitedly and hugged Ron, "Great, this is great..."

Although he has been in the elves for many years and has long been used to the unrestrained nature of elf women, Ron's face is still a little red this time. "It would be great if Princess Silver Ping was here... As long as I can save the forest of elves, she will definitely look at me, and the paladin will no longer be the only one in those beautiful eyes." Ron thought to himself . The mages were assembled, and when they learned that they were going to pass all their power to a troubadour, they couldn't help but hesitate. "Aren't you willing to try? This may be the last chance." Ron looked at them, "If I don't succeed, you can punish me."

"At that time you have great power, who can subdue you?" said a mage. "Ron?" An elf woman rushed out of the crowd, it was General Liz, "You are here? I thought you were killed by the devil..." The girl's tears flowed down, "It's great that you are alive .” "I'm alive and stronger." Ron stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder. "The devil can't kill me, not even his strength can do anything to me." "Okay, don't hesitate anymore, I can trust this young man, I can feel that he will be a miracle bestowed on us by the goddess." Feng Suo Lanman shouted, "There is no reason for us to give up this only opportunity. Start now Well, the forest is dying, and no one can be held accountable for the delay!"

"Tell us what to do, child." said an elder elf with a white beard. "I can see that you have incredible power in you, like endless water, which can grow and create everything." "Okay, please concentrate your will to gather your strength, pay attention to include the desire for growth, abandon hatred, let your strength be pure and harmless, and then use it on me." "Can you stand it, young man? Do you know what the power of hundreds of elf archmages means?" "I understand, of course I have the confidence." "Ron, be careful!" The girl's voice sounded, but Liz and Sohuaya spoke at the same time.

The singer turned around and smiled at them: "I will be fine, just like the forest of elves will eventually come back to life." Hundreds of white-clothed mages faced the great lake with the scorched twelve sacred trees behind their backs, and Ron stood at the front.When the elves cheered, a great magic almost unprecedented began. The elf mages began to concentrate their minds, and they were surprised to find that the power that brought out the growth desire in their bodies began to flow out automatically without being sent.At the same time, the mages with the eyes of wisdom can see that among all the creatures on the land, every person and every plant has power flowing through it, like green spring water, floating lightly in the air, and merging into the young man's body .The singer is like a tree, his hands and upper body gather life force like the branches and leaves of the tree, and at the same time his feet suck the black curse from the earth into his body like the root system, these two forces gather and intersect in his body , but did not have an earth-shattering collision, but merged like water.

A miracle, a miracle really happened, and every mage who witnessed all this was inexplicably excited, not only for the rebirth of the elf forest, but also for witnessing a great magical moment. They understand that this is extremely dangerous and that an imbalance between the two forces can be devastating.Therefore, the mages are sending out their own power without reservation, digging out their source power to the extreme, sending out every cent and every cent. No one noticed that the forest of elves was extremely quiet during this time, there were no birds chirping, no insect chirping, no wind, and even the clouds were still.Such a wonderful moment has never happened in thousands of years, and it may become a swan song in the future.

In the silence, two river-like forces are colliding, shattering, and blending. Either of these two forces can shake the world, but when they are concentrated at one point, they are so silent. I don't know how much time has passed, Ron's closed eyes opened, and in front of his eyes, the goddess Mirror Lake has been cleansed and pure again, and the waves are vast. He turned his head and waved his hand violently at the Twelve Divine Trees. The last source of energy in his body was thrown at the Divine Trees, and a spectacle that was enough to excite the magic world for a thousand years appeared, as if blown by a gust of wind, the dead branches shook, Suddenly, like an explosion, green sprayed out all over the sky, like a great painter waving his hand, a giant painting with rich colors sprayed out on the white cloth!

"Wow!" The huge cheers resounded all over the earth at that moment, sound, color, life, hope, everything, and everything returned to the human world.All the elves burst into tears, jumped and danced, embraced each other, and great happiness flooded the entire forest. Ron let out a long breath and looked at everything in front of him calmly. "Teacher, I finally succeeded. Did you see it?" Suddenly countless elves rushed towards him, wrapping him into the core of the carnival. That night, the elf forest stayed up all night. Ron was drunk. He couldn't remember how much wine he had drunk, how many dance rings he had been dragged into, how many girls' laughter lingered around him, how many words of gratitude from elf elders.He just felt that he was spinning and spinning, dancing from one end of the elf forest to the other. Wherever he went, flowers bloomed, beautiful and ethereal. Life is really a great magic.The singer thought so. No, he woke up. Although he didn't get the secret of "seal", he believed that his magic power was enough to deal with Kant who refused to use the dark power.He still needs to do one thing, the last thing that will allow him to win the world - defeat the devil.
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