3-Crown You (1/2)

"Brother..." Clodia could have held back, but now she wanted to cry so much that her round tears fell on her robes. She clenched her fists and rubbed her eyes from time to time.

"Don't be afraid."

Si Qingyan touched Clodia's little head.

The other elves were a little dazed.

The remaining elf on the Tree of Life was born at this time? And he was born as a teenager?

Although the elves did not speak, they communicated with each other through their minds.

Si Qingyan happened to hear it.

Several elves said:

"Is he the backup left by the Queen for Clodia?"

"Maybe the Queen gave him the royal blood of the elves."

"That is not pure blood, not much nobler than us."

"Do we still want to continue to take the crown?"

They expressed their opinions. High Priest Thor listened for a while and said:

"Take it. While the other elves are singing the funeral song, take the crown first. If those guys who are in the way come back, it won't be so easy."

"But he looks very powerful." An elf hesitated.

"He has just been born, can he turn the world upside down?" High Priest Thor did not believe that there were elves who were born as magic saints.

Their communication ended here, but they each chanted a spell.

The elements condensed, and frost, fire dragons, wind blades, etc. were ready to go.

"Please hand over the crown, Your Highness." High Priest Thor bowed and saluted.

"What if you don't hand it over?" Si Qingyan had no expression.

"It's just that the process is different, and the result is still the same." High Priest Thor looked at this elf born from the Tree of Life, and was alert in his heart. He was attracted by the blood breath, but he refused to retreat.

Now is the best time. This elf is different from Clodia at first glance. If he grows up, he will definitely cause trouble for them.

"You can try."

Si Qingyan took a step forward, and the moonlight did not dissipate. It was still floating around him, like a layer of light red gauze.

Clodia wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.

With so many elves, can my brother beat them?

At this moment, compared with their safety, the crown seemed less important.

"I'm sorry, newborn elf." A silver scepter appeared in the hands of the High Priest Thor, and a spell to block spiritual power rushed towards Si Qingyan.

Even if this newborn elf had noble blood, it would not be able to win over himself as a magic saint.

It was a pity that the Elf Queen got there first. If such an elf was won over to his side, it would be a powerful helper.

Si Qingyan had not yet experienced the feeling of magic, so he did not move.

Maybe other magics would be useful to him, but blocking spiritual power...

Si Qingyan was so poor that he only had spiritual power left.

High Priest Thor felt that his spell was a sharp sword, and the newborn elf seemed to have forgotten how to react. He stood there blankly, looking like he was at the mercy of others.

Klodia was a little scared. But this embrace was too warm, giving her an unprecedented sense of security.

The Queen had been very busy, and her food, clothing, housing and transportation were all taken care of by other elves. The royal family of the elves must always observe etiquette and cannot do things that violate their status, so there were few hugs between her and the Queen.

The Queen Mother said that she needed a strong child. So Clotia couldn't be weak.

At this moment, Clotia hoped that her brother would be extremely powerful and defeat all the elves.

Seeing that Si Qingyan did not resist at all, the other elves had the same idea as High Priest Thor. It seems that this strange elf who was just born should not know how to resist.

Yes, it's just a newborn.

Everyone felt light-hearted and full of pride. So what if the blood is noble? Look at Clotia and this elf, they all ended up being slaughtered.

Si Qingyan was motionless, with red gauze floating around him. The blood in his eyes was slightly dim, revealing an extremely clear golden color.

Oh, he was hit, and it has begun to block.

I wonder if this spell can block one percent of his mental power?

Si Qingyan was very curious.

...

Everything went well, and the elf was hit by the spell.

But High Priest Thor looked solemn.

Originally, he should have been able to hold the elf directly with a sword in hand, cutting through the thorns and thorns without any obstacles, but now he felt like tying up a dragon with a straw rope.

The opponent's mental power was as vast as the ocean, and the quality was also very high, hard, pure, and unshakable.

Was it an illusion, or was there something wrong with the spell?

High Priest Thor used the same spell again. This time, he was highly focused and recited the spell exactly. From the release angle, timing, and proficiency, it was undoubtedly perfect.

Si Qingyan yawned.

Standing in confrontation like this all the time, the picture was a bit silly.

His mind moved, and the moonlight condensed into a blood-red throne, like some precious jade, with many totems engraved on it.

"What other means do you have? Use them all, I will sit here and not move." Si Qingyan said proudly.

Klodia saw Si Qingyan's strength from the green face of High Priest Thor. Her eyes were slightly curved, revealing a sweet smile. When his eyes touched the thrilling blood color, he soon calmed down.

High Priest Thor chanted many spells, all of which were mainly about trapping, imprisoning, and sealing, and other elves also worked hard with him.

Although there were conflicts within the elves, they were not serious enough to kill. This kind of creation-like method is impossible for ordinary elves to do. Although it is a bit unrighteous to win with more people, achieving the goal is the most important thing.

"Work harder, I'm sleepy."

Si Qingyan is not very interested in these spells and does not resist them. His face is full of arrogance now, but also a little careless. Just a look can make the elves opposite him jump with anger.

Whether it was wind blades, fireballs, frost, snow, or sharp arrows, they would all dissipate into nothingness half a meter in front of Si Qingyan. It's not that Si Qingyan has great magical powers, it's just that his body and blood have a natural suppressive effect on other elves, and he is very close to the elements.

No matter which type of spell it is, seeing Si Qingyan is just like meeting a relative, unable to explode with attack power.

The elements had spirit. Although it was just instinct, it disintegrated when it was very close to Si Qingyan. It rushed towards Si Qingyan's body as if it were home, and was quickly refined by Si Qingyan.

The elves began to increase their output.

Si Qingyan was afraid that they would run away, so she looked like she was exhausted.

I'm so weak.

A few more spells and I might be overpowered.

Seeing that victory was just around the corner, High Priest Thor waved his hand, and the elves cast spells.

Clodia went from being scared, confused, and calm at the beginning to being numb now. She felt a strong sense of confidence from her brother.

Not enough, please have some more.

Si Qingyan even wanted to stretch.

It feels so comfortable to be able to practice while sitting still.

But the elves' movements slowed down a lot.

"That's the extent of it. Haven't you eaten?"

Si Qingyan snorted coldly, looking arrogant.

The use of various spells also consumes a lot of money for the elves.

However, the young elf on the bloody throne did not seem to be imprisoned.

"..."

The scene was very embarrassing for a time.

I don’t know when the funeral song ended.

There was silence in the Silver Moon Forest, and High Priest Thor and the elves around him also stopped.

Because countless elves appeared around.

They gathered around, grief mingled with surprise.

The scene of the bloody moonlight pouring down is too spectacular, and it is at such an important location on the Tree of Life.

The disappearance of High Priest Thor and the elves of his line made other elves suspicious.

I didn't expect such a scene to appear.

The moonlight condensed into a blood-colored throne, and sitting on it was a young elf, whose appearance was somewhat similar to that of the Elf Queen. Clodia was sitting on his lap, her posture dependent.

Under the blood moon, he seemed to have a strange magical power that made people confused and confused. His expression was lazy and proud, and the blood in his eyes had faded to a light color, making people look forward to whether the color of his golden eyes would be as hot and bright as the sun.

The unborn cocoon of light on the Tree of Life has disappeared.

The origin of the young elf can be guessed.

His bloodline is not completely the same as that of the Elf Queen, as if it is another evolutionary direction.

The elements here fluctuate violently, as if there has been a battle recently.

"High Priest, what happened?" asked a tall female elf with a cold temperament.

"I want to get back the Elf Crown from Her Highness Clodia." High Priest Thor had no intention of hiding it.

"He was born from the Tree of Life and is very powerful." High Priest Thor looked fearful and a little embarrassed.

The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and the record was 0 to 5.

They worked exhaustingly here, chanting various spells, without even hurting a single hair of each other.

"You violated the clan rules." The female elf looked at High Priest Thor coldly.

She walked up to Clodia and knelt down on one knee.

With this kneeling, Si Qingyan also accepted her courtesy.

"Filmous has met Your Highness." She should have had an extremely delicate and beautiful face, but it was ruined by a huge scar. The hideous scars dotting his face do not look ugly, but rather have an unspeakable wildness.

Her body temperature is extremely low, she should be an ice elf magic saint. Judging from the strength of the elements in the body, it is slightly lower than High Priest Thor, and its sharpness is particularly superior.

After Firmus spoke, all the elves remained silent.

Apart from the Elf Queen, Fermes and High Priest Thor are the two most prestigious elves. High Priest Thor is responsible for guarding the Silver Moon Forest, while Firmus goes on an expedition with the Queen.

"Where is the Queen...?"

Clodia had met Firmus only a few times, but because of the scar, Clodia remembered Firmus's face firmly. The Elf Queen said that if you encounter difficulties, you can ask Firmus for help.

Even if the Queen dies, there should be a body.

The corpses of dead elves will be thrown into the fountain of life in front of the Tree of Life. Although judging from its size, the water in front of the Tree of Life should be called a lake.

"The Queen encountered a high-level demon, triggered the forbidden curse, self-destructed, and destroyed the space passage." Firmus's eyes were slightly red, and he whispered:

"The Queen left nothing behind."

Clodia nodded and asked:

"Do you want the Elf Crown too?"

Philmes said:

"The Elf Crown belongs to His Highness. As long as I am here, no one can take it away from His Highness."

Speaking of this, she looked at High Priest Thor coldly.

Although High Priest Thor's starting point was for the elves, in the eyes of Fermes, he was still extremely arrogant. Without the Queen trying her best to protect them on the battlefield, would there be so many elves in the elves now?

"Your Highness Clodia is young and cannot play the role of the Elf Crown. I have no intention of taking away the crown. I just want to suggest that Her Highness lend the crown to the elves in need. For example...Filmous you." The high priest's tone was extremely sincere.

His words also expressed the thoughts of most elves. It is indeed difficult for Clodia to take on the responsibility. High Priest Sol is old, and Firmus is very suitable, but Firmus is just a civilian elf, and his blood power is declining, so he cannot maximize the power of the elf crown.

When saying this, High Priest Sol looked at Si Qingyan cautiously. He didn't know whether this new elf would interfere in the affairs of the elves. If this elf dared to propose succession, other elves would definitely stop it. Even if this elf is very strong, it can't fight against the entire elf race, right?

Firmus sneered:

"Without the elf crown, can't I kill the demons? The crown belongs to His Highness, and it's not your turn to worry about how His Highness wants to deal with it."

"You and I both know that if the elf crown is used on the battlefield, it can greatly reduce the casualties of the elves. Her Highness Clodia will stay in the Silver Moon Forest until she reaches adulthood. If the elf crown is left in His Highness's hands, I don't understand what else it can do except use it as a decoration."

High Priest Sol had a reason, and other elves thought he made sense.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Clotia took off the elven crown from her hair and held it in her hands. She couldn't help but wonder, for the elves, is the ownership of the elven crown more important than the death of the queen?

This is a crown made of crystal and holy silver, with a light green gem in the middle, exuding a strong vitality.

This gem is the treasure of the elves, and its color changes with the energy stored in it. When the gem is fully stored, the color is a very deep emerald green, and when the energy is exhausted, it will turn into pure white. It will automatically absorb free life energy, and if it is in the hands of the elf royal family, the recovery speed will be faster.

Clotia looked around, and everyone stared at the crown in her hand, except Si Qingyan behind Clotia.

He seemed to be looking at the floating silver light spots in the distance, with a flustered look.

"Brother, I would rather it be you."

Clotia turned around and gently put the crown on Si Qingyan's head.

Si Qingyan hesitated, and seeing Clotia's resolute expression, he did not refuse.

Wait until Clotia comes of age, then return the crown to her. The current situation is a bit complicated. It is a crime to possess a treasure. Clotia will be safer without the elven crown.

All the elves stared at Si Qingyan's head.

At this moment, the life gem shone brightly. The breath in it echoed with Si Qingyan's blood and merged into a strange energy.

A layer of gorgeous silver armor appeared on Si Qingyan's body, light and elegant. The crown on his head also turned into a helmet.

A heavy and holy breath flowed, and all the elves knelt down instinctively.

They looked up and looked at the handsome boy sitting on the throne, crying for no reason.

Unexplained joy and extreme respect surged in their hearts.

Once there was a thought of resistance, the blood in the body instantly turned into a mountain, suppressing all the power. No chance of disobedience.

The power of blood returned to the elves again.

The elves worship bloodline supremacy, the royal family is the most noble, followed by the pure-blooded elf nobles born from the Tree of Life, and the descendants of pure blood. After reproduction, most elves are not as talented as pure blood and become civilians in the elves. Some are slaves born from the mixed blood of elves and other races. For example, dark elves.

The power of the royal family has weakened in recent generations, and the nobles have developed. At this moment, they once again remembered the fear of being dominated by blood. This fear is deeply rooted in the bone marrow. It is the inheritance from the ancestors in the reproduction of generations.

Only the royal blood with extremely noble blood can activate the second form of the elven crown, not even the queen.

Is this the will of the Tree of Life?

Can the power of the elves only belong to the royal family for generations?

Some elves are happy for the new emperor of the elves, while some elves are unwilling.

They looked at Si Qingyan's figure from afar, as if they saw the elven queen of the past. He just had such a strong bloodline when he was born, not weaker than the elven queen, and even more so. How powerful will he be when he grows up?

What kind of changes will it bring to the elves if such an elf inherits the position of the queen?

"Filmers submits to the Elf King." Philmes was the first to bow his head and offer his loyalty.

Behind her, countless elf followers who returned from the battlefield said in unison:

"We are willing to submit to the Elf King."

High Priest Thor quietly raised his head and looked at Si Qingyan.

When their eyes met, Si Qingyan showed a kind smile.

High Priest Thor shuddered.

The young elf on the bloody throne had a layer of light blood in his eyes, with cold malice, always wanting to choose someone to bite. Maybe he was not a real elf, but a monster crawling out of hell.

"Thor is willing to submit to the Elf King."

High Priest Thor decided to be more sensible. Anyway, it was just a lip service. As for the future, let's talk about it later.

In fact, this is not without benefits for him.

After all, the Elf Crown did not stay in Clodia's hands, nor was it taken away by Philmes.

Thousands of elves expressed their loyalty, bowed deeply, put their foreheads flat on the ground, and recited the blessing words of loyalty. There were many who truly surrendered. When their words came together, they generated a strange power, which was received by the crown on Si Qingyan's head.

At this moment, Si Qingyan and Klaudia shared the glory.

"This is the king's palace."

Felmes took Si Qingyan to the place where the elf queen used to live.

It was a palace built with silver boulders, simple and gorgeous, with a sense of vicissitudes of history. The outside of the hall is filled with bright red roses.

These roses are not as beautiful and harmless as they appear. Black thorns were hidden under the green leaves, and many palm-sized goblins flapped their wings and bowed to Si Qingyan.

Clodiya was no longer held by Si Qingyan at this time. She wanted to leave by herself, so she was led by Si Qingyan and walked with him into the palace where the elf royal family lived.

Clodia also lived here before, and her exclusive room remains the same. The light green room has a bed programmed with vines, and bluebells hang by the window. When the wind blows by, it will make a crisp and melodious sound.

"Claudia, take a nap."

Si Qingyan sat on the wicker chair in Clodiya's room, which had soft cushions and was very comfortable.

Clodiya did not climb onto the bed, but found a seat on the wicker chair, holding Si Qingyan's sleeve, carefully curled up into a ball, and closed her eyes.

She hasn't slept for a long time.

Still the same as before, I often shed tears after falling asleep and sob from time to time.

Firmus stood beside Si Qingyan, with his head half lowered, taking in Clodia's appearance.

The little princess is very good. If her talent had not been destroyed, maybe the Elf Queen would not have reached this point.

Seeing the connivance in the eyes of the current Elf King, Firmus felt that it wasn't so bad now.

Now the second form of the crown has been put away by Si Qingyan. It looks just like a regular crown. However, it symbolizes the supreme authority of the elves.

"I need to know something about the battlefield."

The cold voice passed directly into Philmes' ears.

Firmus remembered what she had seen under the Tree of Life before. At that time, his smile was not in his eyes, almost sarcastic, and he asked High Priest Thor if they had eaten. It seems that after the battle, High Priest Sol did not take advantage. Otherwise, his old fox wouldn't give in.

The elf king who suddenly succeeded now does not seem to be a simple character.

There was silence in the room, except for the occasional sound of bluebells.

Clodiya seemed to be in a light sleep, tucking Si Qingyan's sleeves into a ball.

A light and shadow appeared on Si Qingyan's body, transforming into Si Qingyan's appearance, while the other Si Qingyan was still sitting on the wicker chair, gently patting Clodiya's body that was shaking from sobs.

Firmus felt a chill in his heart and left the room with Si Qingyan.

She quietly turned around, and Si Qingyan, who was sitting on the wicker chair, looked up just in time, with eyes that seemed to be searching and warning. Firmus quickly left the room and followed his boss Qingyan.

She was still thinking that the two bodies looked real and the breath was completely willful, and he didn't recite any spells. It didn't look like it was a clone...spell. How did he do it? It’s really hard to understand.

"What's the situation now?" Si Qingyan communicated with Firmus in the living room outside.

"It's not that good." Firmus pondered for two seconds and said:

"Although Her Majesty the Queen has destroyed the space passage, the demons have the coordinates of our world in their hands. I don't know where they will choose to invade next time. They are well prepared, but we are unable to prevent everything. This is very difficult. Danger."

"Of course, there are benefits."

"There are still a large number of demons left in the Winter Fortress. They have no support. I hope the coalition will organize a conquest to completely eliminate them on the Asiaro continent."

"Perhaps the elimination of these demons can reduce our pressure in the future."

"What are the characteristics of the demons?" Although Si Qingyan knew something, it was not detailed. The Queen left in a hurry, and most of the things she passed on to Si Qingyan were related to magic.

"There are many types of demons. They may come from the abyss, and their power is very evil. They include many types, such as the lowest succubi, drow who believe in the spider queen, evil eyes that look like big eyes, and corpse whispers. The destroyer, the destroyer, the killer, the queen of blades and other high-level monsters.”

"As long as the Life Gem is still there, the demons will be immortal. This is very tricky. For now, only the Elves can attack the tower where the Life Gem is without fear of consumption, with the blessing of the Elf Crown."

"Generally, adult elves have the ability to transform into a semi-elemental body. As long as there is enough energy in the elf crown, the elves in semi-elemental form will not die."

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