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Chapter 1199 1197. It’s been a thousand years! Do you know how I spent these thousand years?
The troubles in the Elven Court have been resolved.

To be precise, when the Origin Vanguard led the Withered Army into this ancient palace destroyed by war, the civil strife encountered by the elves had already come to an end.

To be more precise, the moment Murphy, as the "Lord of Decay", designated the members of the Dusk and their servants as the enemies of the Underworld, the chaos stirred up by the Witch Cult was doomed to fail.

Everything that happened afterwards was more like the vampires using the Elf King's Court to deal with their own internal affairs, especially the end of the feud between Luna and Tris, the coming of the Midnight Mistress, and the appearance of the Cage of the Gods. These exciting scenes had little to do with the elves, who are the masters of this forest.

Therefore, if you were to ask the elves what they think of everything that happened tonight, they would most likely answer that they would exclaim "Oh my God" and watch while eating melons!

After all, after the siege of the King's Court was lifted, the Witch Cult, the biggest hidden danger in the Castilla Forest, had come to an end. Although the elves sacrificed their own Castilla giant tree wonder in order to kill these cultists, they also had to deal with the endless rebellions of the fallen sons of gods and the flesh-tearing ghost aliens.

But compared to what they paid, what they got was obviously much more valuable.

At least, that's the case for the Elf King Quirion.

When the Origin Vanguard arrived at the battlefield, the Elf King retreated to his palace to rest. It was not that he did not want to participate in the series of events that followed, but because of several days of life-and-death fighting and the worsening of his injuries, he was no longer able to hold on.

He must rest.

And after learning that Murphy had created the underworld Adel for the Elf Kingdom, the Elf King knew that he should take out the Elf Kingdom's thousand-year-old secret treasure and return it to its real owner.

As a leader, King Quirion is very qualified.

While the other elves were cheering and relieved at the arrival of the Withering Army, he had seen more.

Those dead armed with the will of the underworld are now saving the country in distress, but if they are "ignorant", the undead who can destroy the Witch Cult can also raze the devastated Elf King's Court to the ground tonight.

Although it is somewhat humiliating, under the current situation, when the Son of God project, which was once considered a "national project", has been confirmed to contain terrible inside stories, whether the Kingdom of Castilla can survive this disaster safely depends entirely on the mood of the Lord of Decay.

Therefore, after a short rest, King Quirion ignored the "war of gods" taking place on the ground. He walked into the secret area under the palace alone without any followers.

The Elf King is quite familiar with this special secret room with extremely exaggerated security conditions, because when he led his people to migrate to this big forest and established the royal court thousands of years ago, he personally designed and participated in the production of this secret room.

No more than three people in the entire kingdom know of its existence.

There are no guards here because it doesn't need any.

The wood used to build the secret room comes directly from the first branches of the giant tree of Castilla. These woods themselves carry the watchful eye and blessing of the god Avalon. It can be said that this underground area is equivalent to the living holy land of the Mother of the Forest.

Although the Mother of the Forest has fallen, the Oak Father who inherited her priesthood is still protecting this place personally. This condition alone ensures that no thief can sneak into this secret room and spy on the legendary "Certificate of the King" in the Elf Kingdom.

When Quillion stepped into the secret room passage, he could feel the gaze from the higher being.

There is a hint of toughness in it compared to the previous gentleness, but it still makes the elves feel at peace and feel the lasting power.

"Hail to you, God of Nature! Hail to you, Father of Oak!"

The Elf King spoke softly, and then followed the unique vines that emitted light and went further down. At the end of the passage was a staircase entwined with plants that looked like roots. He walked forward and touched the door wrapped in vines, and said softly:

"I will take out the treasure and return it to the Chosen One of Creation."

"Swish"

The intertwined vines seemed to have living creatures, opening up like a swarm of snakes.

After Quirion pushed open the door, he did not order the divine vines to close again. Instead, he left the door open, as if opening a passage for some guy who would definitely follow him in here.

The Elf King knew that he would definitely experience an unforgettable farewell here tonight, and would have to review his past life and face a difficult choice.

He had a blank expression on his face and seemed to be prepared for everything.

Holding the Moon Hunter Blade in his hand, Quirion walked into the final area of ​​the secret room with a slightly staggering step. In the circular "tree house" there was a wooden altar with the three faces of the god Avalon carved on it, but the sculpture of the Mother of the Forest had been weathered and dilapidated. The elves needed to re-carve the sculpture of the Oak Father and place it here in the shortest time possible.

But that matter probably has nothing to do with King Quirion.

He strode forward, stretched out his hand and opened the box placed in front of the three statues. A faint blue light flashed out from it, illuminating the solemn face of the Elf King.

He took out the item from the wooden box, which was a palm-sized "handicraft" carved from crystal.

It is hexagonal in shape but has streamlined edges, making it feel very comfortable to hold in the hand. King Quirion has admired this treasure alone countless times. He knows that this thing has 128 of the most perfect gem facets and can present the most perfect look no matter from which angle you look at it.

And at the very core of the crystal clear interior is a ball of blue light that is like a flame.

It was like a supernatural fire.

It stays quietly inside the crystal in a way that goes against the laws of nature, and extends tiny branches like "blood vessels" to weave a very complex three-dimensional pattern around it. The crystal shrouded in light is full of sacredness, mystery, and transcendence that is by no means a human creation.

Even with the most vulgar senses, one can tell from the appearance that this thing is an absolute treasure.

The only problem is, even after holding it for over a thousand years, King Quirion still can't understand what it's used for.

It cannot be used to grant power to the tribe members, nor can it provide protection when danger comes, and it cannot be used as a sacrificial object to connect with the gods. It has the rare property of psychic isolation in the world, and all psychic spells or divine arts cannot be effective against it.

It's like an "insulator" of power.

It seems that apart from being beautiful and indestructible, this thing has no other real use.

However, even though he had forgotten the memories of the past thousands of years ago, it was as if some kind of will engraved in the center of his soul remained, requiring King Quirion to pay all costs to protect the safety of this thing.

That unique "desire to protect" even overwhelmed his duties as the king of elves.

That is, if he had to choose between the survival of the kingdom and the gain or loss of the treasure, then Quirion knew that he would choose to protect the treasure without hesitation.

The very existence of this weird desire to protect is the biggest problem!

It's not like King Quirion hadn't thought about getting rid of this thing, but every time the thought of discarding or destroying it came to mind, a terrible sense of "guilt" followed in his heart, as if even just thinking about such a thing would be a horrible "dereliction of duty."

After noticing this strange invasion, the Elf King buried this "Certificate of Kingship" deep in the God's Secret Chamber under the palace. He has come here only a few times in the past few hundred years.

Obviously, he didn't want this thing to affect his judgment as the leader of the elves.

However, tonight, he could finally say goodbye to this wonderful thing without any guilt, which made Quillion feel a sense of relief from the bottom of his heart, as well as a feeling that "the mission is about to be accomplished."

"I never asked you about it, and I thought you certainly didn't know its use, but it turns out that I underestimated you, my dear."

King Quillion, holding the King's Certificate, turned around and looked at the slender figure walking down the stairs behind him. He asked in a complicated tone:
"So, on this farewell night, can you tell me what this treasure I have held for a thousand years is used for? Ilenia, the mother of my daughter, the queen of my kingdom, my life partner."

"That is the key used to start the engine of creation. It is a 'divine artifact' made by the Creator himself. Its only effect is to unlock the most generous treasure left by the Creator to this world at a certain moment, and to shed His glory again on this world that has changed drastically."

The Moon Elf Queen's cold voice echoed in the secret room.

She was fully armed, holding the Bright Moon Bow in her hand, and stepping on crystal high-heeled priest shoes. She walked down the stairs step by step. The collision of her shoes with the ground echoed with a crisp sound in this enclosed place, but the gentleness in her eyes on her beautiful face was no longer there, and was replaced by a light of regret and determination.

That was a light that never appeared on the face of Queen Ilenia, who was known for her gentleness.

"It's not a bad thing to be a little confused, especially for a leader like you who works so hard, Quirion."

She shook her head and sighed:
"Poor Ilenia spent more than a thousand years just to weave a beautiful life for you. She even gave everything she could for it. However, in the end, she couldn't stop the bad things from happening, and she couldn't continue this sweet lie. In the end, she couldn't let you spend your last moments in the warm company of your family.

Listen, your beloved is crying.

She knew that the time to leave had come. ”

"Then who are you?"

In front of her, King Quirion put the Certificate of Kingship into the pocket close to his heart, and then picked up his Moon Hunting Blade. This gesture showed his attitude.

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If you want to take this treasure, you must step over his body first!

He stared at the person who had been sleeping beside him for a thousand years, as if he was meeting her for the first time. He said in a serious tone:

"Also, before I reveal that ugly answer, can I ask you to leave my wife's body?"

"I can't do that, Quirion."

The Moon Elf Queen shrugged her shoulders, put her hands on her hips and said in a manner that Ilenia would never do:

"Ilenia's body died more than a thousand years ago. I used bio-modulation technology to perform first aid on her, but the injury she suffered affected not only her body, but also her soul.

I "copied" myself as the core of mental concentration to Elenia's spiritual level, which helped her stabilize her scattered mind.

In other words, once I leave this body, your beloved wife will die because her soul dissipates.

So, please be polite, Quirion!

You were able to stay with Ilenia for a thousand years, and she gave birth to such a lovely daughter for you, all because of my secret help!
Of course, I will occasionally borrow this body when I feel upset. In other words, Xilagui is not only the child of you and Elenia, but also the child of you and me. Well, let me make a fair assessment, Your Majesty.

By elf standards, you're pretty good in bed."

"Your Excellency, please forgive my subsequent rude remarks."

The Elf King's fingers gripped the sword and made a crisp sound. He said:

"But you make me feel sick!"

"Ha, I didn't ask you to like me, Quillion! Mystics have never been liked by anyone since the moment they appeared. Being hated is our destiny."

The mystic who dominated Ilenia's body sneered and said:
"Give me the activation key!

When I return to the Creation Engine, I can use the Creator's laboratory left there to repair Elenia's soul and give her and me freedom.

You can bring back your wife and your beloved, pretend that nothing has happened and continue to live happily, maybe even give Silas a brother or sister, and I can get the ending I deserve like an unwelcome ghost and get what I want.

This is the perfect solution, Quarion.

You can't imagine how I waited for this opportunity for a whole thousand years, hiding in Ilenia's soul like a rat in a gutter, watching her play the role of a good wife and mother, satisfying your awkward emotional needs at all times for a thousand years.

You are not a good man, let alone a good husband!
If you are, then you would have noticed my existence long ago. You don't care about your wife at all. You just enjoy the care from her and take it for granted.

Unfortunately, all Elenia's passion was wasted.

Even though you have forgotten the past, you are still the ruthless Creation Engine Guardian from thousands of years ago.
Hmm, I think I accidentally said something I shouldn’t have said.”

Mystic scholar Perona covered her mouth and chuckled a few times. She said:
"Yes, you were once the manager of the creation engine at the core of the Millennium Quicksand of the Songhai Empire. You were given extremely high authority by the Eden District Management Committee and did your best to advance the Creator's great blueprint.

Elenia is your secretary and your secret lover.
You know what the darkest humor is?

Your original wife died along with Adel Star in the era of mass extinction. Ilenia has been your humble lover for hundreds of years, but you, a cold-blooded bastard, are unwilling to give her even a promise or a child!
Ha, the destruction of the Eden District is a disaster for everyone, but it is a good thing for Elenia.

You forgot the past, the pain, and the original wife whom you swore you would never forget. Poor Ilenia finally had the opportunity to completely enter your heart, replace the long-dead ghost as a hostess, manage your family, and take care of your life.

This perfect girl even often feels guilty and painful because of this.

But I have to say that you, a bastard, don't deserve her efforts at all.

As for me.
I was once your colleague, conducting a series of experiments in the Creation Engine under the research instructions of the Secret Department.

I am not afraid to tell you that the current Songhai people are my "research results", and the Hades, the Pluto worm that ascended to god not long ago, was once my plaything in the laboratory.

It was me who indirectly shaped the present Songhai Empire. It was also me who brought you, who had lost your memory, across the great desert that had been distorted and transformed by the energy of creation to this God-given land of Castilla after rescuing Elenia.

Finally, I have a question for you, Quirion!
Do you really think that in this cruel world there is such a beautiful forest left for the elves as a blessing from the gods?
Don’t be silly! ”

Perona screamed:

"it's me!
It was me who used your authority to designate the transformation template for the Castilla Peninsula at the last minute before the Creation Engine was shut down. Before I made that decision, this place was just a desert wasteland with no grass.

It's not Avalon that shelters you, idiot!

it's me!

It was me who gave your subjects and your kingdom a real way to survive!

If there were no forest, at least one third of the elves would have died for various reasons in the first hundred years of this era.

Understand?
You owe me a favor and now is the time to repay it, so give me the damn activation key right now!
I have lived a thousand years as a parasite in this forest. I have convinced myself that this is my home, but I cannot deceive myself. Every minute and every second I spend here makes me feel sick! Give it to me, Quirion.

We can end this with dignity!"

(End of this chapter)