Shepherding Humanity (Nurturing Humanity)

History is moving forward.

The night elf tribe led by Yumia began to grow stronger.

She united the three elf tribes of water, light, and wind. The four elf tribes were named "Dark Night Alliance" and various strange potions were added. The remaining seven tribes were in jeopardy.

One hundred and thirty-five years of the Age of Creation.

Omega, the leader of the Feather Elf, united with the remaining elves to form the "Natural Alliance" of seven elves to jointly resist the invasion!

At this point, we have entered the era of alliances.

Although the ancient trees of war on both sides are the terrifying power of sixth-order creatures, they are enough to pull up huge ancient trees and use them as sticks to swipe and sweep, but they are slow like snails, difficult to move, unable to run the elves, and can only be used as long-range pitchers.

The Dark Night Alliance, with the fifth-order night elf hero Yumia.

The natural alliance, with the fifth-order green dragon arms.

Both sides have the only dexterity fifth-order arms.

Logically speaking, the power of the Natural Alliance united seven tribes and crushed the Dark Night Alliance of the four tribes, but under the guidance of Yumia, they created various tactical miracles.

Ambush, outflanking, detour tactics, all kinds of admirable sword deviations, even made the two sides evenly matched.

One hundred and seventy-six years of the Age of Creation.

The two sides had a fierce confrontation in the Findorze Mountains.

Boom!

Huge ancient war trees were moved to the front line and turned into terrifying pitchers, throwing boulders.

The ground shook, and huge potholes appeared.

And the elves of the natural alliance don't even have a close-knit warrior, they all hide in distant trees and barriers and become archers. Now even Yumia can't pass through the defense line. If they release coercion against them, they will be attacked. Live into a sieve.

Whoosh whoosh!

A bow and arrow shot at each other far away.

Omega, the leader of the "Yumia" feathers, is very talented. Her talent is undeniable. She has led an elf army and conquered an ancient tree before, but at this time, she has encountered a strong enemy.

As a result, other tribes have to be united.

"Yumia, she seems to be omniscient and omnipotent. She has infinite wisdom and can fight back everywhere. She is obviously a person, but she gives me a sense of being wise in the face of infinity."

A leader's commanding and wise style has always been the same, whether it is steady, or likes the sword, or likes to take risks, and Yumia is ever-changing, it is difficult to imagine her next move.

boom!

Suddenly, the ancient war tree on the night elves' side threw strange wooden barrels one by one.

"what is that?"

The elves on the side of the Natural Alliance, holding bows and arrows, looked up dazedly.

"not good!"

The feather elf leader Omega was stunned for a few seconds, his expression changed, and he roared suddenly, "I'm afraid that what they threw is Yumia's coercion!"

"The ancient tree of war! Smash it with stones! Don't let it get close to the sky on our side!" Omega roared.

Boom!

One by one, the ancient war trees slowly lifted the boulders and threw them fiercely, shattering the wooden jars in the air far away.

Boom boom boom!

Wooden barrels shattered in the air in the distance.

But in the end, the reaction was still a bit slow. A wooden jar was quickly smashed when it approached the sky of the Natural Alliance. In an instant, a large amount of terror aura flooded the sky.

wow——

The breath formed a coercive force like ripples, spreading over and over, and in an instant, a large piece of elves came to the end, covering their eyes and nose and screaming.

The green dragon Jackson had a complicated face, and kept flying outwards, choked with tears, with deep fear, "This coercion, is it possible to store it up? It's beyond common sense! Such a terrifying aura, far surpassing that of a dragon. Wei, even if I am a giant dragon, it is hard to resist."

"Retreat!" Omega put on a mask and growled hysterically.

the other side.

Yumia put on a green cloak and took a deep breath, "Leader of the Feather Elf, Omega, your reaction is really fast, I have a lot of war knowledge beyond this era, but she was aware of it and kept seeing through it. It is indeed a hero. If He just slowed down for a minute, and they were basically dead."

"And the feather elf turned out to be an elf with white wings, attacking in the sky with a bow and arrow. It feels like an angel. It's incredible."

What is even more exaggerated is that, unlike other elves, they actually live on an ancient elves tree!

How tall is the ancient elf tree?

Straight into the sky!

The torso is very straight, like a column, and it is only thousands of meters above that there are branches and branches, which can build a tree house.

So other elves, no one can climb to live on it.

"Easy to defend and difficult to attack, the feather elves live in the sky above thousands of ancient trees, no one can attack them, only they fly down to attack other people, and they call their ancient tree of eternal elves the tree of heaven. ."

Mumu was in a daze.

She suddenly felt like she was living in a distant prehistoric mythological age.

Perhaps in the future, the line of feather elves will be called: angels?

I am actually at war with the angels of ancient times! ?

In this war, it was the weak night elves who once again created a miracle and turned defeat into victory.

Three days later, the night elves tribe.

"Now, their vitality is severely damaged. Even if they are much stronger than us, they will not dare to wage war against us in a short time." Yumia stood beside the moon well and said to the elves of the tribe.

After all, their seven elf tribes are too numerous to resist.

"To solve this problem, we can only study cultivation methods! We can't compare in quantity, we can only change in quality." She raised her eyebrows, "And now it's almost obvious."

Divine Creation Age 236 years.

After several decades, the small-scale wars between the two elf alliances continued, and they began to fall into peace.

In the eyes of the Natural Alliance, their seven tribes were united, and Yumia couldn't do anything about them, so they gradually began to fall into peace and began to relax.

Little did they know that the crisis had come.

"Finally successful!"

In Mumu's room, he researched a lot of handwriting, as if he turned into an elf scholar, "The wizard world is to cultivate one's own spiritual power, and the ancient world is to sense the incense of heaven and earth. I combined it, cultivated my own spiritual power, and sensed the sky. energy!"

However, most of the energy has long been monopolized by the ancient tree of life, and less than one percent of the energy can leak into this world.

She also found that this kind of energy poison, if it is too high, will make the weak life die, but this kind of low concentration cultivation is too slow.

"However, we don't need to absorb, we can have a ready-made moon well, and an ancient tree provides us with filtered cultivation energy." On this day, Yumiya announced, "Enter the era of cultivation!"

The cultivation system was opened up, and this is enough to be recorded in the history of the world for one day.

Countless fourth-order adult elves have already had enough energy and have been stuck in the realm for hundreds of years.

A new war breaks out again!

This is a one-sided war. Countless fifth-order elves rushed out, and with the help of various medicines, the elves of other tribes were not opponents at all.

The elf tribes fell one by one, and the ancient tree of life guarded by their tribes was controlled and enslaved.

In the end, the feathered elf Omega led a group of remaining elves of various races, one-on-one, with the feathered elves flying in their arms, hiding in the sky, and entering the tree of heaven.

"It's so high that no one can get there."

At this time, Xilin was an adult and became Mumu's confidant, and said beside him: "How about we cut down this ancient elf tree? This way, these remnants of them will have nowhere to hide."

"cannot!"

Yumia refused.

After studying the energy leaking from the sky of the leaves, she realized that the energy concentration is too high, which can poison all weak creatures.

It is the eleven ancient trees of life, which use their own crowns to isolate and protect the creatures of the entire land.

Although the ancient tree of life also has selfishness, it is undoubtedly mutually beneficial.

If this ancient tree of life is cut down, then it is equivalent to the collapse of a building tree that carries the sky and the earth, and a large hole leaks out in the sky. The endless life in that piece of land begins to die out.

"The ancient tree of life is the foundation of this world. It can't fall, it can only be enslaved, and now I can only let those remnants of them go for a short time." She has no choice now.

But you can only reach the sixth level, you can fly into the sky, fly into the Feather Elf tribe, and once you take off your shoes, you can solve the last trouble!

"Eleven ancient elf trees, ten tribes have been unified by us!" On this day, the night elf hero Yumia said in the night elf tribe, "Let's start building a country."

The whole tribe is boiling!

"Build a country!"

Countless night elves and tribal elves burst into tears of joy and embraced each other. They heard Yumia talk about the benefits of building a country countless times, and they were full of yearning for that civilized world.

Symbolizing the end of the barbaric tribal era of the War of the Ancients, a new city-state epic begins.

The Chronicle of the High Elves of Yumia states:

[Yumia, open up the star system, conquer the ten ancient elf tree tribes, and establish the Yumia high elf empire]

Time keeps moving backwards.

The night elf tribe, who was invincible over the entire land, began to develop civilization and dispatched elven warriors to explore the borders of the world, and they discovered a terrifying fact:

Expedition teams dispatched from diametrically opposite directions gathered together.

"This world turns out to be round, and we are on a planet?"

She was wearing a cloak, wearing a golden crown, sitting on the throne, heroic and charming, listening to the minister's words, she fell into inner shock, "The third world, the environment of a planet? Similar to our earth. Environment? Are the eleven ancient trees of life, the sky dome of leaves blocked by the canopy, acting as the ozone layer? Resisting radiation and various harmful substances in the universe?"

In the end, she decided to develop civilization on this planet first.

Yumia, the elf emperor, began to create a complete currency system, unify the languages ​​of various tribes, forge iron tools, weave clothes, farm and plant, herd animals, and cultivate mounts.

Each of these fields has been immersed in lifelong energy to specialize in research, but Yumia is like an all-knowing and almighty god, easily opening up.

She is omnipotent, and is gradually worshipped, admired, admired, and deified by the major tribes.

Even some elf tribes began to build a black stone statue in the central pool of the town: a woman in a dark green cloak, wearing black high boots, with striped delicate gloves, holding a poisonous wheel arms.

Yumia has been regarded as a living god, and has been given many titles: God of the Elf, Watcher, Song of Shadows.

And the entire night elf tribe, the rebuilt elf empire capital - Silvermoon City, usually has Sirin and Gilna handling political affairs, Yumia the Great has been retreating, opening up a new path, and every time it appears, it promotes a variety of new sphere of civilization.

Yumia Empire Year 7, March.

Emperor Yumia ran among the ten ancient elf trees, and finally reached an agreement. The ancient trees of eternal life of the elves controlled the leaves to cover the sky, forming a "magic net".

Yumia said: "The three layers of energy that your tribe usually donates to the Elf Empire does not need to be handed in again, and these three layers of energy are formed into a magic net, which will not cause any loss to you, but will allow your tribe's Elves can practice."

The birth of the magic net is to perfect the rules for this world.

Before, only night elves were able to cultivate. They used the energy of tribute from the ancient trees of the major elves to have the conditions to build the moon well. Although other elves have obtained the cultivation system, they have absorbed the power of the rare stars that have leaked out, and the progress is almost negligible.

At this time, the formation of the magic net means that the major elves on the entire earth can sense it, and use this energy to cultivate, even the giant dragons, the hydras in the swamp, and all kinds of high-level intelligent life forms. Start practicing.

"It turns out that Emperor Yumia, for the sake of other elf tribes, has been retreating and designing the magic net for all these years, and he has given up a lot of energy to provide training for the elves of our major tribes!?"

"Before, only the night elf tribe could cultivate. Now let us cultivate, aren't we afraid of rebelling after we cultivate?"

"She is already the god of elves, and no one will rebel."

The elves of countless tribes are in admiration and longing.

Yumia may have never been selfish. Before starting the war, she did not want to enslave their energy to plunder the ancient elf trees, but to bring them civilization.

However, Yumia's actions have gradually aroused the dissatisfaction of the ancient tree in the dark night.

Its night elf tribe enslaved nine ancient elf trees that were supposed to provide it with energy, and now that energy has been taken privately.

However, she was Annai after all.

Because Yumia has opened up a cultivation system, they can also start to cultivate and improve their own power. Their ancient trees of life are seventh-order lives, and the ancient war trees are sixth-order lives. Now they are only released for three layers. That's it, and more, they're absorbing!

However, the seventh-level epic life is too far to break through the gods.

Twenty-one years of the Yumia Empire, July.

The quiet and elegant hall of the elf king.

The dome-shaped roof is engraved with dense green vine carvings, and the walls are painted with murals from ancient times, writing the history of the night elves, a dark night hero who led the story of the rise of the tribe.

Whoa!

The faint snow-white sunlight shone from the silhouette of the window, which was peaceful and quiet.

A beautiful elf wearing a golden crown sat peacefully on the throne, closing his eyes slightly, as if sleeping.

"Great Elf Emperor! God of Almighty Elf! Your Majesty Yumia!!"

The elf minister Minnie walked into the palace and stood on the carpet, her eyes full of enthusiasm.

A book is placed in front of him.

"This is the elven law, which brings us power beyond the original, no longer relying on physical fighting and physical power." On the throne, Yumia opened her eyes, her body was elegant and slender, and she said lightly, "I have It's perfect, and today, it can be promulgated."

"Yes, Your Majesty Yumia!"

Minnie got up, took the elf code, and left slowly.

Spell is a cultivation system that Yumia Spirit Emperor has been developing and researching in recent years. It is said that it can use its own power and no longer rely on physical strikes. It is a supernatural power that surpasses bows and arrows.

And now, it seems to have been thoroughly researched.

Minnie suddenly paused, turned her head and looked eagerly at Yumia, the elf king, the great elf god who led the night elf tribe out of the predicament, created miracles, kept fighting, and established order and civilization for the elves.

She is leading a new era of the future.

More than a hundred years ago, when she was the only remaining leader of the night elf tribe, she was attacked by two tribes, struggling for the survival of the tribe. Today, time flies, although she is close to dying of old age, she has witnessed a myth with her own eyes. The birth and growth of epic heroes stand on top of the world.

"What a great god to open up a cultivation system, build a magic net, and formulate a code of law!"

Minnie shivered and walked away in small steps.

It's just a pity that he is about to die of old age and can no longer follow this great existence.

"I left, the immortal Your Majesty Yumia, still taking our night elf tribe, not the entire elf race, to the next glorious civilization," she walked, gently stroking the elven code.

Suddenly, she couldn't take it anymore.

Under the fine and bright sunlight outside the corridor window, she breathed quickly, and slowly turned over the first page of the "Even Codex" like a treasure. Elves belong to nature, protect nature, and transcend nature!”

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