Alien world

Chapter 1129 51. Two Explosions
What Annan had seen and heard in the past few days made him not think that the sudden changes would affect the royal court, but it was obvious that today's banquet could not continue.

The other elven elders were walking towards this side. Annan took a look and took the initiative to leave Taidel and join the team of evacuated messengers.

After taking a quick look around, he saw that Minister Oli was a little far away, so Annan walked towards Prince Aidan who was closer.

"Don't worry, it'll be okay."

Prince Aidan was caught off guard by Annan's concern.

"Okay," he said.

The messengers came to a green meadow in the corner of the flower garden, where simple wooden houses were scattered around.

The incident happened suddenly, and the elves did not divide everyone's residence according to race, so Annan led Prince Aidan to live in two small wooden houses next to Minister Orley.

If there was any danger, he would be able to rescue Minister Oli in time.

Many people were watching what was happening, and Annan was no exception. As soon as he was settled, he slipped out and walked towards the direction of the burning smoke.

As he reached the edge of the cabin community, the elf stopped him.

"I'm one of us and can help." Annan recommended himself.

"We don't need help for the time being, please go back first." The elf guard did not waver.

……

More and more elves gathered in front of the burning giant tree.

The mages on the back of the elven dragon cast spells, and the rain clouds that formed quickly extinguished the burning giant tree.

They counted the damage and casualties. The attack was powerful, and several huge trees were blown down, but the elves were celebrating when it happened, and other than some elves in nearby streets who were frightened, no elves were harmed.

With a gloomy face, Samael Nightsong rushed into the explosion area with his guards.

The most serious damage was done to the fallen giant tree, whose roots were broken off and a deep pit with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared on the ground.

The elven wizard analyzed the scene through the wreckage: the magic scroll was buried in advance at the bottom of the giant tree and set to automatically activate.

but why?
No one was killed or wounded, no damage, just a bad prank? Or a warning... or a cover-up?

Samael Yege asked hurriedly, "Are other places not letting down their guard?!"

"Don't worry, Dark Night is watching over important areas." The elven wizard replied.

"Elder Nightsong, we found this!" At this time, Kael'thas brought a stone tablet.

"In the shadow of the old land, death waits to bloom..." Samael Nightsong read out the elven words on the monument.

"Is the murderer provoking us?"

"I'm afraid that's the case..." Samael Yege stared at the words engraved on the stone tablet.

In the shadow of the old land, death waits to bloom... the old land...

Samael Yege's pupils shrank suddenly, and he raised his head: "Get out of here quickly——"

The sudden rise of the ground interrupted his shouting. An explosion even more violent than before instantly swallowed up all the elves at the bottom of the pit. The elven dragons surrounding them wailed and fell headfirst.

The burning mushroom cloud rose, and the surrounding giant trees that had experienced destruction once suffered a devastating disaster again. The tree house fell apart, and branches and leaves flew everywhere.

The two explosions finally caught the attention of the legend in the Green City. The rising mushroom cloud, the low-hanging trees, and the burning flames all stopped at that moment. As a warm breeze blew by, time seemed to be gently manipulated by an invisible hand, reversing its flow, and everything seemed to be going backwards.

The huge monster with blazing flames shrank and collapsed bit by bit. The raging, all-consuming flames were pulled by invisible ropes, losing their frenzy and turning from bright red to orange-yellow, and then from orange-yellow to dark red, revealing the elves being devoured by the flames.

Holding the shield tightly, he squatted down to block the flames that were retracted under his feet. The cracked skin was restored to wholeness. Samael Nightsong's shattered robes were pieced together like a gathering of butterflies, and the elves that were blown away fell back to their original places. The twisted and painful elven dragon healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its scales regained their luster.

Fire oozes out like magma, and the raised ground sinks back to its original position, and everything returns to normal. Then, the reversing time returns to normal, and the ground rises again, but is gently pressed down by an invisible hand, turning into a dull sound.

puff--

The elves cried out in shock. They had not lost their memories of that period... To them, it was like they had just died.

The exhausted Kael'thas struggled to stand up and looked at Samael Nightsong.

Samael Nightsong said nothing, but turned toward the World Tree with the other elves and prayed devoutly.

……

If Annan could still optimistically think that the first loud noise was just a minor incident, then when the second loud noise came, Annan became a little worried.

It's not an accident, it's the enemy...

Despite the terrifying size of the Elf Royal Court, the elves have enjoyed peace for a long time, and the Royal Court has never been attacked on its own land even in the most brutal racial wars. Do they have the ability to find the murderer?
The celebration will last for a month, and the banquet will also last for a month. If the murderer is not caught, this thousand-year celebration will be shrouded in a haze.

But the guards stood firm in his way and refused to help.

Then Annan saw the rising mushroom cloud shrink back... What on earth happened?
Annan knew nothing and could do nothing, so he had to go to Prince Aidan for a while.

He was also looking into the distance. Annan thought he was worried too, so he walked over to comfort him and said, "We can only believe that the royal court can solve the problem..."

Prince Aidan did not comment and turned his gaze back to Annan: "The elves' attention is not here now, don't you want to take this opportunity to do something?"

"doing what?"

"To promote your merchandise, of course. All the messengers are here."

Annan's eyes lit up: "You're right!"

While the elves have no time to pay attention to you, why don't you take the golem for a walk around the Messenger Village?
Those human kingdoms look down on the inventions of Liberty City, but what about other races?
Annan couldn't wait to return to the cabin. As soon as he reached the door, he saw a team of elven guards rushing towards Prince Aidan's residence.

After a slight hesitation, Annan walked back.

The elf guards suspected that there was something wrong with Prince Aidan and wanted to take him back for interrogation.

There was no way Annan would allow the elves to capture Prince Aidan, who had given him tens of thousands of gold coins.

"What are you doing?"

He pushed his way through the crowd and stood in front of Prince Aidan.

"It's none of your business, human." The elf guard said coldly.

"Is that how you talk to me?" Annan showed no fear.

"You are not yet an ally of the royal court." The elven guard said arrogantly.

"But I am still a messenger, and so is he."

The elf guard stared at the annoying Annan and relaxed a little: "...We suspect that this attack is related to him."

"You mean, the prince of the Kingdom of Paem, one of the Thirteen Supreme Kings, attacked the Elven King's Court? What's the reason?"

At this time, Prince Aidan patted Annan on the shoulder.

"Let me go," he said gently.

"They have been watching me for days. They won't give up until they interrogate me."

(End of this chapter)