Prophets

Chapter 249 God's Scepter

When a mother who has lost her child finds a balance between duty and vocation, those who use her obligations to govern persecution so that she has lost her beloved daughter will experience the most terrible fire of anger in the world.

There is no elf who will think that a person blinded by the power of the Dark Legion can still be protected by the gods of Teda Hill, the tree of the world, not to mention those elves who do not know whether they are dead or alive are the best proof of this.

The elf elder of the Hutadar clan opened his mouth but couldn't say anything. When he was confused by power and family glory, he finally remembered his identity when he faced the glory of the ancient elf Elune. In any case, she was an elf.

As an elf, you should serve the interests of the elves and contribute your strength to the whole elf family. Even if it is for the competition for the throne, it should be to get a better stage to serve the elves, not for the glory or rights of your family.

The families of elves are just small groups, and their competition should only be to make the elves world more vibrant and beautiful.

When did everything change?

No one knows, because all these disgraceful things existed before the invasion of the Dark Legion.

Or, this time, the Dark Legion can find the hidden elf world from this remote corner of the empty universe, which is actually for this reason.

Only darkness can resonate with darkness, so is the source of all this because of your own family?

The "old" elf of the Hutadar family is full of grief, because what has been working for decades suddenly finds that everything is wrong, and it has brought irreparable damage to its race. This damage will be a shame that will never be erased by his family.

No one will remember everything in the future. Even if there is, there is only shame waiting for him.

The "old" elf bent down and knelt down, submitted to the glory of the ancient Elune, and then gradually lost his voice.

The gods from Tedahir, the tree of the world, shrouded the elf queen. All the elves knelt down and surrendered, and the ground was silent for a moment. Therefore, Mora and Shesna, two "tall" human beings, who still stood speechless, were extremely conspicuous.

However, most of the elves kneel face to the ground at this time. Except for the Elf Queen, no elves noticed the two humans.

Moura's hand flicked on his clothes, and a slight shock wave brushed his body, and the clothes were as neat as newly released in an instant. Xuesina stood at a loss behind Mora and tidied up her clothes and looked at the calm and complex eyes of the Elf Queen. Facing this female elf who was only half her height, Shesna even had a timid feeling in her heart, as if a little girl from an ordinary human family had met the queen of their country. Like.

The pearl of the world in Mora's hand moved, and when he left his hometown, the wooden stick given to him by the mysterious man suddenly appeared in his hand.

However, the wooden stick at this time has completely disappeared like a pastoral staff at that time. The current rod is still simple and simple. The main body of the stick is a mysterious material like a straight line, which looks like wood or something, but the naturally overflowing glow on it proves that it is definitely not ordinary.

The smooth rod has mysterious patterns and symbols from time to time, such as words and pictures, which seem to be telling or recording something. Even if you look at it, you can find many mysteries from it, confused by the mysteries that can't be answered for years.

However, if you really observe him, you can't find that feeling. It seems that only an unintentional attitude can be found.

The bottom of the stick is in the shape of a flat bottom round table. When it falls on the ground, it will always leave a little light trace. This trace shows a circle of mysterious symbols and lines. Obviously, there is something similar to a seal under the scepter. Every time it lands, it can naturally print a simple or complex method on the ground. Array, you can use these magic arrays to leave, attack, guard, predict and so on at any time.

At the top of this scepter is an ordinary throne-like decoration. The throne is engraved with mysterious words and pictures that can't be seen by the eyes, and these things are changing all the time, as if they are a senior executive who deals with affairs in the world under his jurisdiction at any time.

The throne is shrouded in a very hazy light and is in a looming state at any time. If you don't look closely, you will think that it is a round light placed at the top of the scepter.

In the middle of the throne, there is a small ball projection, which was originally the position held by the throne.

There is a slight space suspension between the ball and the throne. The ball itself has no connection with the throne, but it maintains a fixed distance from the throne, and it seems that there is a force in contact with them.

The shadow of the ball is a little weak, and it seems that you can see something belonging to the throne through it. But when you look closely, you will see the projection of a certain world from the ball.

That's the projection in Mora's world pearl. This scepter has changed greatly in the pearl of the world. With the improvement of Mora's divine fit, the original scepter-like decoration of the scepter no longer appears, and with the improvement of his power, every change is extremely huge.

Maybe when he officially accepts that grid, the scepter will return to his true appearance. The sky is full of glory, accompanied by countless hymns, but only the light can see his true face.

Holding this stick, Mora exudes a breath that does not belong to the world. Then, he smiled politely and gently at the queen, like the purely polite smile of the two kings when they meet. It is just a courtesy, without any meaning, not kindness, hypocrisy, no friendship, and no evil. It's just a pure smile.

The Elf Queen also nodded slightly and smiled. For a creature from the outside world, she had no curiosity, no welcome, no refusal, just a pure smile.

I saw it and knew you were coming.

Without the interference of these elves, the light on the elf altar suddenly soared, perhaps stimulated by the "betrayal" behavior of those elves just now, and this time the light even took a sharp feeling.

It seems that it is not light, but an arrow that pierces the body and penetrates the soul.