Chapter 7 Dream

"Oh, in fact, I understand that it doesn't have to be until that time. The reason is still because of the seal. In fact, it is seventeen years old. When my family grows up to this age, it will unconsciously change blood once. After this time, part of the seal will be untied, and there will be a slight breakthrough, so it was decided that year. Inherit everything at the age. You haven't reached that age yet, so you can't feel that mystery. To tell you again, elves will change blood many times in their lives. Elves are very long-lived. Do you remember what your father said that you didn't live long at the beginning?

"Yes."

"That's because, the second blood change, because half of the human blood flows from you, it's easy to fail. Later, because of the improvement of martial arts, you can live to change your blood for the third time. I think from your generation, you may live for the fourth time, or even the fifth time.

"How many years?" Of course, Maglin knows that it will not be once every 17 years. Eurofield smiled and said, "It depends on the change of blood. According to the physical condition. For example, the blood exchange period at the age of 17 may be advanced. Maybe just recently, who knows? But in general, it is increasing, that is to say, you will live to the life expectancy of ordinary elves, 200 years. Maybe longer."

"What about you, my king?"

"As a pure royal family, coupled with favorable conditions, the general royal family will change the blood six times, and the ancient elf holy king legend has reached the peak, changing the blood nine times, reaching the thousand years of life, of course, there are higher, but that is the legend. Later generations will always paste gold on the faces of their predecessors, saying that after changing the blood nine times, as long as they break through Like the life of heaven and earth, it will become a real god, such as Ruoya, the god of elves. Speaking of this, Eurofield waved his hand: "Don't say that. I really hope your father will come to you soon, but you should pay attention to it.

Looking at Maiglin, he smiled and said, "It's the blood exchange period, about three days. In these three days, my body is relatively weak."

"Where is the blood flow?"

Eurofield laughed: "Your father is coming soon. Maybe tomorrow, I feel this way. He will tell you then. All right, you can have a rest first. I will make Wang Gong for a while, and I will let it appear under your bedding tomorrow.

"You can bring it in every night, which is always safer."

"Ye�, I know. Go to sleep. In the dream, I will tell you what Wang Gong looks like and what kind of power he has.

"So will it consume your magic?"

"Hehe, this is my space, and I am the god here. I just want you to have a rest because I'm afraid of hurting you. Your mental strength is not very strong. Go ahead." Eurofield waved his hand. For the first time in his life, he had a dream since he quit his sleep and mastered the magic. About Wang Gong's dream, but it's a real dream!

Maglin's front is a little hazy, and it is separated from the feeling in space. He saw himself above the endless lush forest. The forest sea rolled below, and there were sporadic sparks in some places in the distance. At the top of the tree under his feet, there stood dense soldiers, colorful elves, white skin and handsome appearance, and pointed ears. Between them and themselves, there are some huge birds, and the backs of birds are also full of elves.

The leader is a man in lavender armor, holding a king bow in his hand. He just waved the string gently, and the air in front of him cracked a gap. A light shot in from the bow, and the gap disappeared in a blink of an eye. Almost at the same time, the distant scene was pulled into Meglin's eyes. He saw a lot of elves in front of him, on the edge of the woods, but they seemed to have been defeated.

Opposite them is a vast enemy army. A general in black armor riding on a ferocious beast that Maglin had never seen was beating away two elves. The huge hammer in his hand flashed with lightning. His face was covered behind the shield, but his eyes flashed with some frightening light.

In front of him, a light arrow suddenly flashed out of thin air, which penetrated his body in an instant and extended back. Then Maglin saw the white light flourishing. All the way, he almost plowed a road from the dense army queue. Wherever he passed, people, beasts and armor disintegrated one after another, and there was no flesh and blood. The flying scene disappeared like that...

At least thousands of enemies were destroyed in an instant, crossing the distance of space and time. Is this the power of Wang Gong? Maglin suddenly heard a wave-like sound ups and downs, which came from behind. Then he saw the endless army of elves rushing over the forest. The previous elf general held the king's bow in his side arm and holding the bow horn. It could be seen that he was blowing the king's bow horn. Then the earth began to tremble, and Lin Hai began to set off a surging wave. From under the surging elf army, behind, there are many tall, human-like trees in the forest, which can run.

Their long branches are their arms. The roots of the trees hidden in the ground in the past have been exposed. They walk away and quickly rush into the enemy's legion, sweeping away. Above them, the attached elves are shooting accurately, and arrows form an arrow rain covering the sky.

The sound of the bow string is like a bird chirping, but it is immediately covered up by the screams of the enemy.

Summon the tree spirit? This is summoning magic, a deep magic that has long been lost. This is a magic skill. The fight below continued. The elf army advanced and surged away, and the enemy's front began to collapse. The enemy began to retreat. Meglin looked complicated, because he saw that some of the collapsed enemy legions were human beings!

And other participants stunned Meglin. Some human-like, thick, short but extremely refined, that's the so-called dwarf, right? The ancestral race of craftsmen on the mainland, the best armor and sharp axes on them explain their identity. Some of the participants were taller than humans and more powerful than dwarves, wearing simple armor, even wearing only half a tattered leather armor, holding huge iron rods or hammers. The faces of those races were full of fluff, just like apes.

Orc? It's an orc.

What about the Protoss? What is the so-called Protoss? Maglin looked around anxiously and looked into the distance. He tried to move forward in a hurry, but he fell down. The densely fighting army below was getting closer and closer. He looked at the forest's knives and guns straight at him, or he fell straight up.

Maglin screamed in horror, turned over and sat up. The sky had brightened slightly, and the corner of Wang Gong was exposed on the bedding, and he was sweating coldly. The sound of footsteps outside sounded, and it was Sterling's voice: "Your Excellency, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Maglin answered, turned over, pulled out Wang Gong and held it in the palm of his hand, and looked down. He heard Orophile's voice and said with a little joke, "Just kidding you. I'll scare you."

"Wang, you seem to be in a good mood." Maglin rubbed his eyebrows, and this was the first time that Eurofield joked with him. It seems that Wang Gong's return makes him very happy.

"It was just a skill of Wang Gong. Boy, practice bow dance well. After your father inherits the operation of your phantom, I will teach you everything. Well, you can tell Harlem and Winnie about this dream. A small foreshadowing for cracking Wang Gong in the future. I don't want them to think that you can't crack it and transfer Wang Gong to others.

"Okay." In addition, I feel the fluctuation of your bloodline. I think you may have a blood change in the near future. Make an excuse earlier. In addition, try to keep your father in the legion and be your personal guard. Be careful of Old Harlem's eyes. He is very vicious.

"Yes." After Meglin agreed, he said nothing more. As he said, Maglin also felt that the blood circulation in his body was a little abnormal. The speed seemed to be much faster, and so was the heartbeat. His temples were beating faintly. I'm a little tired mentally.

"Oh, that's Aleeus." Eurofield suddenly said another sentence. Maglin knew that he was talking about the leader of the army, the one holding the king's bow. He was wearing my armor and disguised as me, and I was on the side of the battlefield, which was the last big victory of the elves, and then the false gods took action. Those damn guys. Well, I really won't talk about it. Work hard. Everything is arranged by fate.

is also the same as Eurofield's judgment.

At noon that day, the Harlem housekeeper appeared in front of Maglin again, accompanied by a large number of cavalry, most of which were from the Flame Legion. Maglin went out to meet Old Harlem. He knew that Old Harlem was really tired this time. With this multi-cavalry back from the front line, he could no longer sit on the dragon.

Yasen came out, and Yasen, who was thick and thin, also accompanied two officers of the Flame Legion who had arrived before this time and took the cavalry. Maglin asked Harlem to go to his own account.

"Did I give that to you?" Old Harlem looked at Maglin and asked without any nonsense.

Maglin nodded. He was a little absent-minded. He didn't know whether his father was in the army. Anyway, he didn't feel it. Old Harlem slapped him: "What are you thinking?"

Maglin remembered Orophile's order. He smiled bitterly: "I only got Wang Gong last night, but I couldn't figure it for a long time and fell asleep, so I had a dream all night."

"What dream?" Old Harlem opened his eyes wide in shock. He stood up and Maglin shrugged his shoulders: "It seems to be a scene of a war between the Elf Legion and an army mixed with human beings and other races. But those elves are very white..."

"Shut up, boy." Old Harlem rushed up and covered Maglin's mouth. He looked around nervously. There was ecstasy but fear in his eyes: "Kid, don't say these words casually."

"Didn't I just tell you? Uncle Harlem, what's wrong? But that dream is really strange." Maglin struggled with a wry smile. Old Harlem grabbed him and took two steps. He turned around and grabbed Wang Gong, put him in the bow bag, and lost himself.

"Where are you going?" Old Harlem didn't answer. He just told Geoff to prepare a horse, and then took Maglin on the war horse. He said, "Now start to think about all the details. I'll take you to your majesty and Winnie."

"Just because of what I said..." "Shut up!" Old Harlem roared, and Maglin shrank his head. What the hell? Eurofield frowned in the space. He didn't know what was going on.

"Have you seen the possible analysis of cracking Wang Gong in the past?" Pooh opened his eyes and looked at McGreen. After being brought into the palace by Harlem, Pooh arrived soon. After learning that McGreen seemed to have reacted to Wang Gong, he immediately asked, but he didn't want McGreen to tell him that he didn't look at those things.

"Didn't you see it?" Pooh couldn't believe that there were many advanced magicians who studied magic in Hallelujah Mountain. Some people even surpassed him in magic, but they had never encountered such a situation.

Maglin has hidden the biggest secret in the past year. Under the pressure of Eurofield, he has been lying all day long. He asked Pooh, "Isn't that a failure experience? Besides, I'm tired, so I went straight to bed." Your Majesty almost fainted with a smile, because Pooh's face was more wonderful than ever.

"Tell us about that dream." Pooh ordered. He found that he couldn't calm down in the face of the freak Meglin. Why can everything happen to him? Is this guy really born with a good life? God wants to make up for his 15 years of perseverance, so from then on, he has been sailing smoothly. What do you want and what you meet?

The dream that Maglin said was not tampered with at all, and he originally recounted the scene he "seeed". The melee between humans, orcs orcs, dwarves, and the Elf Legion. The elf army gathered in the vast forest sea, the huge birds flying in mid-air are definitely much bigger than the flying dragons they see, and they must be more powerful birds. And the enemy's messy legion on the edge of the forest sea, oh, and the purple armor, of course, Maglin said the point.

He said that after the elf general pulled the bow, he saw that the space in front of him seemed to be torn, and a white light shot in. Then he saw a long distance. The space in front of the enemy's general cracked the white light and shot out, and then the white light became a beam of light. After penetrating the guy's body, thousands of people were destroyed and decomposed. .

"Decomposition?" Pooh said in surprise, and Maglin nodded: "It's absolutely decomposition, because I can't see flesh and blood. I only see them disintegrating, just like snow melting in the sun. Of course, the speed is very fast. I have also seen the pain of soldiers struggling in the white light, but I think it's possible that nothing is shrouded in white light. Escape, even the sound. Because I didn't hear their shouts. By the way, Uncle Pooh, why are the elves so handsome and white?"

"Let's talk to you about this problem later. What else, don't hide it, Your Majesty, I firmly believe that Maiglin got something from Wang Gong, or Maiglin touched Wang Gong. Shit, is this thing the same as a woman? Do you have to sleep with it to be attracted to you?

Your Majesty pointed to Pooh, I really don't know whether it's laughing or scolding. But Maglin's words made him even more moved, because Maglin said that he saw the elf general hold Wang Gong in his mouth, and then he heard a strange sound like waves, with an inexplicable rhythm, and then he saw many tall trees in the woods that turned into feet, tree people.

Your Majesty is like listening to mythical stories. He, Winnie and Harlem are looking at each other in con's face. Meglin took the king's bow and said like a treasure, "Your Majesty, you see, there is a gap here." He also said, "I seem to remember the general melody. Can I blow it to you?" Then he held the king's bow and fluttered hard!

Maglin felt that he couldn't get off the stage, and he also played the musical instrument. Like playing the flute, he always played such a sound. He was a little annoyed and tried hard. In fact, he was already biting and blowing fiercely.

Dang!

Everyone stood up in fear. Maglin held Wang Gong in one hand and stared at the little thing dripping under his feet, which was nibrated down by him from the corner of the bow. He looked at Wang Gong nervously first. On the corner of Wang Gong's bow, a small tip was gone, but there was still a sharp part in it. He quickly lowered his head to pick up what Wang Gong had fallen.

It's actually a set of things.

"Finger wrench?" Maglin asked in surprise, and Pooh said to him nervously, "Try it?"

Like shooting an ordinary bow and arrow, Maglin put the condom on his middle finger. A light that everyone saw flashed around. Maglin felt that a hot current on his finger surrounded it and dissipated. And the one with a big wrench is suitable.

"Gun, try to shoot." Your Majesty screamed.

Maglin immediately turned to the door of the hall, pulled the bow string, and there was nothing. Winnie patted his thigh: "Try the wind blade, or ice arrow."

Woth! An ice arrow turned into white light and shot out. It was easy and fast. It almost left the string and went far away. It was facing a wall on the other side of the hall. It bombarded and exploded a big hole, and then it was frozen. I only saw that the masonry were frozen horizontally and vertically, forming a strange shape. The outside immediately turned upside down, and the palace guards were all Nervous, the footsteps thundered, and His Majesty roared, "It's all. It's the Maglin magician who tried magic.

Soon it stopped outside, and Maglin said aggrievedly, "Your Majesty, you want me to try it."

"It's Pooh. It's Winnie. That's great, Maglin. Do you know what this means? Your Majesty was a little incoherent. Pooh was much more sober. He asked, "Meglin, what level of magic have you just used?" Level 1. This is the palace. I'm trying to play."

"Meglin, you idiot, look at the speed just now, and then look at the effect over there. You think it's a few levels of magic, and the palace walls are all specially made." Pooh's saliva is about to spray on his face. Meglin was overjoyed: "It seems to be second-level magic over there."