"I didn't think that the World Tree's advancement would really happen," William Gregory said emotionally. The turtledove alliance was mainly made up of wood elves, so those who joined would naturally know more or less about the secrets of the wood elves.
Sitting in the tribe's sacrificial ground. Because the World Tree's Spirit would travel around in the form of a white deer, the sacrificial ground of the wood elves was more like a gathering place for the wood elves to eat and drink. There wouldn't be any priests prancing around or talking nonsense. Even if there was, it would only be a certain deer that wanted to watch a show.
At the banquet, other than the delicious fruits and grilled meat, everyone was also drinking from the Moon Spring Water.
The Moon Spring was actually a pool of flowing water under the World Tree. Usually, a very special kind of arowana was raised there. The wood elves would throw the sweetest and most unfinished fruits into the spring to feed the arowana. But generally speaking, the arowana couldn't eat that many fruits, so these fruits would sink to the bottom of the spring …
This was actually a f * cking wine! And it was a mixed flavored fruit wine! A certain transmigrator complained countless times in his heart.
The fruits at the bottom of the pool kept fermenting, and the wood elves would add new fruits at regular intervals. Even though there was a spring at the bottom of the pool, the wine's fragrance was still strong enough to intoxicate anyone who walked past it. This was also the reason why other than the arowana, no other creatures could survive in the Moon Spring.
And the arowana that the wood elves spoke of was a koi to a certain someone. But it was definitely a different kind of koi from Earth. Because on Earth, other than bacteria, no other aquatic creatures could live in wine.
Secondly, the arowana's fighting strength was astonishing. If ordinary fish were placed in the same pool as them, they wouldn't be seen for long. If they were lucky, they could even see some remains. So if someone who wasn't a wood elf wanted to steal the wine, they had to be mentally prepared to have a piece of their flesh eaten by the fish.
In short, at the banquet, with the Moon Spring to liven things up, the wood elves, who were more open than ordinary elves, sang and danced loudly. It was very lively. This was the fifth day of the celebration for Vader's advancement, and also a ceremony to remember the sacrifice of their kin.
Unlike their close relatives who had entered civilized society, the wood elves emphasized thin burials. After the remains were cremated, they were mixed into the soil near the roots of the World Tree. There were no tombstones, tablets or statues. This was the best place for them to return to.
Wood elves who missed their loved ones often said that they would see their deceased loved ones sitting on the branches of the World Tree, swinging their legs and chewing on a grass root, singing to their heart's content.
In fact, according to Wadwo, the souls of the wood elves who returned to their homeland were truly preserved in his body. But most of the time, he was asleep. That was because the souls that died at the end of their lifespan were extremely weak. Like a candle in the wind, it could be extinguished at any time. Therefore, Walder did not use these souls for anything, nor could he do anything. He just kept them.
As for why he wanted to preserve it, other than the moral obligation to the people he protected, he could not give a reason. It could only be said that as the World Tree grew, it did so unconsciously.
The wood elves didn't grieve too much for the dead precisely because their deceased loved ones would have a good home to return to. They were more willing to enjoy their lives before their 'eternal sleep.'
Although the commandments from the World Tree told them to protect nature and maintain the balance, it did not ask them to cultivate bitterly, torture themselves, or live a miserable life. Therefore, in the eyes of a certain transmigrator, perhaps the life of the wood elves was somewhat inconvenient, but they lived quite comfortably and contentedly.
Compared to the revelry of the wood elves, the visiting William Greco was a person who paid more attention to the taste of life. He would put a clean cushion on the place where he sat. He ate fresh and sweet food, carefully tasted the countless flavors of the Moon Spring, and sang songs from human society. Although he did not play the piano, he had a good singing voice. With a clear and mellow voice, he sang about his passion for life.
Logically speaking, such a person should be able to attract a lot of girls. Just by looking at the sparkling eyes of the female wood elves, regardless of their age, one could tell how attractive he was. But no one approached him. Because everyone who knew him knew that he was a super narcissist who was obsessed with cleanliness!
Compared to looking at beauties, he preferred looking in the mirror. Rather than listening to other people's unbearable singing, he would rather sing it himself. In order to not fight until he was drenched in blood and sweat, he constantly improved his martial arts in order to win every battle in the shortest amount of time and in the easiest way. He did not care about good or evil, he only did what he wanted to do. Of course, for a lazy person, no matter how evil he was, he could not be that evil.
Therefore, the others decided to just watch him from afar, rather than asking for a snub and possibly getting beaten up if they clung too tightly to him. In the tribe, other than Kalama Harang, no one else had enough strength to enter his eyes and make friends with him.
Of course, William Greco still knew how to respect White Deer, who was on a completely different level. But respect was respect, it did not mean that he understood the ways of the world. After eating and drinking to his heart's content and singing, he went to find Wadwo and said, "Forest Lord, the other high officials have told me that if you really find a way to advance, when will you give it to them?"
"Hehe, they are really anxious."
As honored guests, Lin and the others sat near Wadwo. William Greco's seat was originally on the other side, but he was pulled over by Kalama Harang. As for whether or not he saw this group of people, perhaps he really did not see them. Even if there was a golden skeleton among them … Perhaps when he did not move, Fen would really be treated as a skeleton.
However, the attitude of a certain Sword Saint was somewhat different from the so-called condescending attitude. Generally, those who were arrogant were those who were conceited and didn't put others in their eyes. They had an arrogant attitude. But this Sword Saint was so narcissistic that it was difficult for others to enter his eyes. According to the feeling before transmigrating, this was the kind of person who lowered his head and had nothing but his phone in his eyes.
Therefore, it was not surprising that Lin and the others were ignored. But being ignored did not mean that no conversation could be heard. As soon as he heard this high official asking for the method used by Wadwo, the World Tree, to advance, a certain someone felt that it was quite familiar. Every time he came up with something new, there would always be this kind of high and mighty person who would come forward and order him around, wanting to take it away without any cost.
He had already reached the level of the World Tree, yet he still encountered such a threat? And who was this' high official 'that the Sword Saint was talking about?
"Are you very confused?" As if sensing Lin's strong emotions, the white deer turned his head and looked at the man who had helped him a lot. He explained, "The high official refers to the council members of the Turtledove Alliance, formed by me and the other 18 World Trees."
"Oh … Eh!" Lin widened his eyes in shock and stammered, unable to speak.
"This should be considered a semi-public secret, but ordinary people still don't know about it."
"You … Aren't you all fighting to the death to swallow each other?"
"That's because you can't fight. And no matter if you win or lose, there will be a chance for one tree to grow, and the other tree will become the foundation for the growth of the other trees. This is the fate of our race, and also the instinct. No matter what the result is, no one will blame anyone. "
"What about the wood elves in the tribe? They fought to the death for you, and after the war, they have to integrate into the group of the victors as if nothing had happened. How should we explain this to our compatriots who died in the war? "
"Basically, as long as the corpses are not desecrated, they can be revived. This is not a big problem, right? "
… …
First, as long as the corpse did not die of old age, it could be revived. Those who died of old age died because their souls were too weak to support their bodies. And to preserve such souls, external forces, such as the Underworld and the Gods, were needed. On the other hand, as long as the soul was strong enough, any piece of flesh could be moved for others to see. So, sutured corpses, skeletons, and so on could move around alive.
Second, as long as the corpses were not desecrated, it meant that a certain proportion of the corpses were intact. Most importantly, the heads could not be chopped off, and the internal organs could not be completely taken out. If it was only external injuries such as the intestines falling out, the corpses would need to be repaired before they could be revived. Otherwise, if they died immediately after being revived, it would be hard to tell whether they would be revived to enjoy life or to suffer.
Third, resurrection was not limited to Gods. In other words, outside of the priests of the churches, there was the so-called resurrection medicine. Most of the herbs were quite common and could be seen everywhere. Only the main ingredient was rare and precious. And that main ingredient was the 'leaves of the World Tree' …
The wind was blowing, and the leaves were swaying. Looking up, there was only the crown of the World Tree. If there were not millions of leaves, there were at least hundreds of thousands. A certain someone's heart collapsed. So, the war between the World Trees was like a sports competition to the wood elves? After the competition, the loser would leave with the winner.
It was no wonder that even though the World Trees were full of treasures, not many other races attacked the wood elves. Thinking about how he only had one life, and the other side had 30 lives with the Legend Command Up, Down, Left, Right, Left, and Left. Each of them was fierce enough to fight against ten or a hundred, and with the halo of the World Tree, just thinking about it made him collapse, not to mention attacking.
"Also, we have external threats. Not only do the mages want to tear us apart, even the elven kingdoms want to take us in. They want to turn us into the same race that they enslaved, without consciousness, and only provide them with all kinds of materials with the World Tree as the prefix. "
This revelation was so shocking that Lin felt a little dizzy. He would not be silenced because of this, right?
"Don't worry, no one will hurt you over such a small matter." The white deer showed an exaggerated grin.
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