The radiant runes intertwined into threads, emerging from the firelight and binding the little girl in the red dress.

The little girl in the red dress seemed surprised that a mere Tier 1 extraordinary professional would attack her the moment they met, and she was stunned for a moment.

By the time they realized what was happening, the fine lines of inscriptions were already upon them.

"do not want!"

She took two steps back in terror, a crimson glint flashing in her eyes, an aura of extreme savagery surging forth.

However, it was too late; the thin thread had already touched her body.

As if it were alive, it traveled upwards along her wrist, nimbly passing under her armpit, down her back, and over her thigh...

In the blink of an eye, she was tightly bound by fine threads woven from runes, her whole body tied up in a ball, lying on the ground unable to move.

This is the way it's bundled...

Lorne's eye twitched; he was utterly speechless.

Fina glanced at him, her expression strange.

As the only true god in the present world, His Majesty Ye Tu would never be so improper, so it can only be Lorne himself...

Who would have thought that Lorne, who seemed so serious, would have such a quirk?

"It has nothing to do with me."

Noticing the strange looks, Lorne offered an explanation.

He genuinely had no idea that the talisman would bind someone like this.

"Mm." Fina nodded gently.

But whether she believed it or not, only she herself knows.

Actually, as the successor to the Elf Queen, she wasn't exactly unsophisticated.

Compared to the awakened elves of this tribe...

It's like comparing a small fry to a big fish.

After hesitating for two seconds, Lorne said, "Let's go to another one."

That little girl looked definitely off.

Although she's tied up now, who knows if she can break free.

It's safer to switch to another one.

Anyway, everyone here has been evacuated, so she shouldn't be in any danger being left here alone...

“Okay.” Fina did not refuse.

She had just sensed that fleeting aura of violence as well; this little girl was clearly no ordinary person.

Right now, the most important thing is to wait for news from His Majesty Ye Tu. It's best not to have too much contact with her until His Majesty Ye Tu returns.

Immediately, Fina reached out and shook hands.

Two large, translucent, dark blue hands appeared and grabbed the little girl in the red dress at the end of the corridor.

He used the key to open the door to the room next door, and with the magic of his hand, he threw the little girl in the red dress into the room and onto the bed.

After doing all this, Fina closed the door.

Then, together with Lorne, the two hurriedly went downstairs and changed to another hotel.

Inside the room.

The little girl in the red dress had grown to over two meters tall, and her scarlet eyes swirled with a chillingly savage aura.

But the fine threads woven from the inscriptions tightly bound her movements. She struggled with all her might, but could only thrash about like a fish.

Boom!

A muffled thud.

She fell straight to the ground.

……

……

at the same time.

Meanwhile, Ye Tu, Irene Wetland, and Daphne had already arrived deep within the Elf Forest.

The world remained completely still, with no sign of any life.

In addition, everything in sight—the buildings, the grass and flowers, the insects and fish, even the ground—exudes a faint wood grain.

Even though Daphne was well-traveled and had experienced many strange things, she still felt a chill run down her spine at the sight.

He moved a little closer to Ye Tu before pointing in a direction.

"If you keep going in this direction, you'll soon reach the Fountain of Life."

Ye Tu didn't speak, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

The three of them continued to explore further.

Gradually, the signs of wood hardening became more and more severe, and almost everything that could be seen showed signs of splicing.

The entire forest looked like it was built from building blocks, giving it an indescribably eerie feel.

suddenly!

Ye Tu paused in his steps.

problem occurs?

Daphne stopped immediately, and a dark purple magical light shone from her palm.

Frost condensed in Irene Vitte's palm, transforming into a three-foot-three-inch longsword, crystal clear throughout, its interior seemingly containing a world of ice and snow.

Looking at Ye Tu, I saw that Ye Tu was staring at a certain spot with his brows furrowed.

Ok?

Following Ye Tu's gaze, the two saw a grayish-white patch on the trunk of a tree ahead.

In this completely wooded forest, this patch of gray and white stands out starkly.

That grayish-white hue surprisingly conveyed an ancient and profound meaning, as if...

Stone?

Daphne felt a chill run down her spine.

First it lignified, now it's petrified, what's next?

This godforsaken place...

What on earth happened?!

"What do we do now?"

"Let's keep going in." Ye Tu withdrew his gaze.

I continued walking forward, my mind racing with thoughts.

'Stillness' is a very classic theme in this book.

Ivia and Daphne have both been painted quite a few times.

Based on past experience, we should see or encounter some indescribable things along the way.

However, there was none at all.

This is clearly wrong!

'Because of that jade talisman?'

There's probably no other possibility besides that.

It must be the existence of the jade talisman that has isolated some kind of rule deeply rooted in the origin of this world, which is why this place has become 'abnormal'.

It sounds a bit strange to say it like that.

But in this world, in a region so influenced by the power of original sin, it is highly abnormal that no indescribable things have happened!

Then came the changes in the Elf Forest.

First wood, then stone...

Compared to wood, which is prone to decay, stone is indeed more in line with the characteristic of 'eternity'.

But even stones will eventually be eroded by wind and sand, so after the stone...

'Gold?'

Wood, stone, metal...

Wood endures, stone does not decay, but only gold can truly be immortal!

As Ye Tu's thoughts raced, he had already led the two of them through the mostly petrified jungle and arrived near the Fountain of Life.

In an instant, it was as if I had crossed a boundary separating two worlds, and everything in my eyes suddenly became 'vivid'!

The full moon was reflected in the water.

A gentle evening breeze swept by, startling the full moon away, leaving only shimmering waves.

This spring of life, though called a 'spring,' is actually more like a huge lake.

In the center of the lake stands a giant tree nearly 100 meters tall, with its thick roots extending deep into the water. Its trunk is sturdy, yet its surface has a faint jade-like quality.

Lush and verdant, with fruits of all sizes hanging from the branches, their various colors of light flickering on and off.

Elemental creatures, entirely constructed of magic, danced and swirled around the fruit.

Looking into the distance, you can see many figures huddled under the trees.

Chapter 146 Granting the Integration of All Realms

In the ancient legends of the elves, the first tear shed by the elven goddess transformed into the Fountain of Life, and the Tree of Life, which gave birth to the elven race today, was a strand of her hair.

Tears become springs, hair becomes trees.

The Fountain of Life and the Tree of Life.

Of course, the veracity of this claim remains to be verified.

After all, the Elf Goddess disappeared in the era when the gods still roamed the world, and to this day, no one knows why.

"Are those elves who stayed in the Elf Forest?" Daphne looked down at the tree.

Slender and beautiful figures huddled under the trees, their wrists, necks, and cheeks bearing faint wood grain patterns. Their expressions were somewhat vacant, and their eyes held an unconcealable worry.

The number is not large, only a little over a thousand, and they are all second-order.

After all, in this era, the 'awakened' elves make up the vast majority.

Those 'free-spirited' and 'passionate' elves generally yearn for the outside world, while those who remain in the Elf Forest are mostly conservative and 'traditional' elves.

In addition, this curse showed a high degree of contagiousness from the beginning, and the weaker elves had already been evacuated.

Where is Alarian?

Alarian, the current Elf Queen.

It was also the only sacred place she knew among the entire elven race.

"Let's go take a look."

As he spoke, Ye Tu stepped onto the water.

His body was very stable, without the slightest sway, as if the ground beneath his feet was not water but solid ground.

Irene Vitte followed suit, and a thin layer of frost spread across the water, forming a path.

Daphne blinked.

Why do they all have to make it so easy when they could just fly there?

After muttering a couple of complaints to herself, she set off to follow.

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