Lin looked at the fat elf with an astonished gaze as he revealed the information in such a clean manner. Of course, Wydwork knew what this look meant. He shrugged and said, "Since he's already dead, it doesn't matter if I say it. It's better to leave a name in your heart than to die a nameless death. Besides, the characteristics of the bow are so obvious. Nine out of ten people here can recognize it. Even if I don't say it, someone else will. So, it doesn't matter. "
Hearing how the elves emphasized the bow, Lin couldn't help but be curious. He flashed twice in a row, and when he appeared in front of the elves again, there was a crystal-clear amber longbow in his hand. It looked like a gem, shining brightly. The shape of the bow was very simple. It was like a long stick that was bent and then tied to a string.
When the bow appeared in Lin's hand, the elves' attitude was not so much surprise. Instead, it was full of desire. It was like a human's gaze when they saw a treasure and wanted to own it. After all, it was a treasure passed down from an empire, so it was not surprising that the elves had such thoughts. They were not creatures without desires.
Ignoring the burning gazes around him, Lin, who was holding the bow, felt the overflowing mana and authority that was almost scalding him. Although the hand that was holding the bow did not burn, nor did it leave any burn marks, Lin could feel that the injury on his hand was slowly taking its toll.
He had heard that some powerful magical weapons and even artifacts would choose their users. It wasn't like the Cassette Cutting, where the weapon itself had a consciousness and would find a suitable owner. Instead, it was like the bow in his hand. The power contained in it was so strong that it could be called 'poison'. Ordinary people couldn't use it at all. Only powerful people could use it.
It was Marco Lin's first time seeing such a weapon, so of course, he was curious about the secret of the bow. Without another word, he tossed the Bow of the Elf Emperor into the air. The weapon, which was frozen in midair, was enveloped or pierced through by a magic array from front to back, top to bottom, and top to bottom. All the arrays rotated like gears and began to analyze the mysteries contained in it.
If there was only one person doing this, it would take at least seven days and seven nights before there could be a preliminary result, not to mention that the occasion was not right. But who were these people around him? Twenty-one World Trees! Lin directly used the computing power of the trees and was ready to analyze the Elven Emperor's Bow thoroughly.
In the process, a certain tree's computing power improved by leaps and bounds as if there were no obstacles at all. Lin looked at the elves around him who were holding the Ancient Yuktrasir and asked the withered branch in the water bottle in his hand, "Your Majesty, you seem to be very familiar with this weapon? The analysis progress is much faster than everyone else. "
The branch in the water bottle said, "Of course, I'm familiar with it. Back then, that little guy came to me, hoping that I could provide a weapon..... I had him sent a barrel of resin and some ideas for its use. . but it was the first time I saw the finished product.....
Once he heard that it was someone he knew, there must be some gossip. Lin asked casually, "Oh, Your Majesty Yuktrasir, you know the eighth emperor of the Elven Empire?"
"Yes, he was a good young man. He relied on his own efforts and some luck to become a god. Unfortunately, he died in the end, "the Ancient said nostalgically.
"Died? What's going on? "Lin Bai asked.
"He was killed by the Demon King in the Dark Age."
… Only then did a certain someone realize what a stupid question he had asked. Considering that the Demon King was now living in the same place as him, a certain someone changed the topic before asking, "Since Your Majesty Yuktrasir is willing to give away your own materials, you must have a good relationship with the emperor."
"Yes. So when he ignited the Divine Fire, I helped him along the way. However, his successors were not very good. They directly asked all living things in the world to submit to the Elven Emperor, using the reason that their ancestors had become gods. I refused, so he sent an army to cause trouble. After I annihilated them, I temporarily cut off the tribe's contact with the outside world and fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up, the Golden Dynasty no longer existed. That young man also hid in his own God Kingdom and did not contact me again. When I heard news about him again, it was that he was killed by the Demon King, his God Kingdom was destroyed, and his Divine Spark was shattered. "
"Haha." A certain someone could only laugh at the mention of this matter again. However, to the kingdom's official, Wydwork Futen, who was familiar with the history of the elves, he seemed to have heard an unsolved mystery in the history of the empire. He trembled and asked, "Your Majesty Yuktrasir, may I ask which army you annihilated at that time?"
Although this question seemed to be of interest to many elves. However, he did not receive an answer.
Wydwork Futen, who was annoyed, suddenly realized one thing. The other party was not a civilian or a foreign guest who needed to bow to him. Instead, he was an existence who could sit on an equal footing with his own king … No, even that wise king did not have the qualifications to sit on an equal footing with them.
The fat elf could not help but look at the human who could talk to the World Trees with a pleading gaze. Of course, the person who was being looked at knew his intention. This level of help was just a small matter, and it was not a big favor. However, if he did not do it, he might be remembered for the rest of his life. Therefore, Lin still opened his mouth and asked.
"By the way, Your Majesty Yuktrasir, did the army you destroyed have any special symbols or military flags?" Lin considered that one of the possible reasons why the fat elf's question did not receive an answer was because the question was not clear. From the perspective of the World Trees, if there was an enemy invasion, they would just kill them. Who would care about the origin of the enemy? However, if they asked about the characteristics, they should be able to give a general answer.
"If you really want to talk about special symbols, there is a flag that is very special. It is made of special gold, and the magic attached to it is constant to give all kinds of powerful auxiliary effects to the marked creatures within a certain range. At least, it includes magic effects such as Lightning Speed, Great Strength, Stone Skin, and Sharp Vision. The flag was about the height of two people, and at the top was an eagle spreading its wings. The items were thrown into the tribe's treasure vault. According to the time, it should be inside. No one has touched it for more than a thousand years. I don't know if the magic effects have become scrap metal because of the exhaustion of power. "
One of the ten unsolved mysteries of the Elven Empire's Golden Dynasty, the disappearance of the empire's elite Golden Eagle Army. This army gathered all the powerhouses in the empire, and it could be said to be the most powerful force in the Mystic Lands at that time. However, it disappeared without a trace when it was at its peak.
There were many different reasons. Some said that it was a betrayal, some said that the expedition to another dimension failed, and they were stranded in another place. Some even said that it was because they were involved in the disputes of the kings at that time, which would lead to the division of the empire in the future. In order to silence them, the entire elite army was buried.
However, if the attack on the World Tree failed and the entire army was annihilated, the truth would indeed need to be hidden. This was because to the Elven Empire, the Ancient of the World Tree, Yuktrasir, was the protector of the empire. How could the scandal of their strongest army being killed by their own protector be made known to the world?
This could also explain why, in the history of the elves, the disappearance of the Golden Eagle Army was a turning point, and the empire's luck went from prosperity to decline and began to decline.
Losing the powerhouses of an army was not just a matter of this army. There was a family behind all the soldiers, and even a clan. These elves lost their trust in the empire because they could not get the truth of their family's disappearance. Because there was no trust, they did not cooperate with the empire's policies, which almost delayed half of the empire's government affairs, and also planted hidden dangers for the division of the empire.
On the other hand, of course, it was the separation with the protector, the World Tree Yuktrasir. Even if the empire did not need the protection of the World Tree, the various materials with the World Tree as the prefix were all top-grade magic materials in the Mystic Lands. When the source was reduced or even disappeared, the impact on a country was not small. At the very least, some of the top-grade items and equipment would be cut off.
When Wydwork Futen realized that what he heard might be the hidden history of the Elven Empire, he only felt a toothache. For a moment, he did not know whether he should say it or not. Even if he did, should he go through the official channels, or just treat it as a joke in the tavern?
However, even if this was the truth that the Elven Empire did not want people to know, it was something that happened thousands of years ago. Even if the elves belonged to the long-lived species, the lifespan of a Transcendent was longer than that of an ordinary elf. There was no one left from that era now, so the issue of face did not exist at all.
Compared to the face of the empire in the past, another urgent matter was in the hands of that human mage. The national treasure, the Elven Emperor's Bow, had become that mage's trophy. How to ask for it and how to redeem it became a problem in front of him. In any case, he could not let the mage take away the national treasure of the empire.
However, under the watchful eyes of a group of wood elves, Wydwork Futen did not have the slightest confidence that he could keep the bow that was passed down from the empire in the past.
Compared to the fat elf's thoughts, Lin Li, who was not very familiar with the history of the elves, did not have so many complicated thoughts. Lin Li only listened to the World Tree's narration of the past history as he focused all his attention on analyzing the bow in front of him.
With the help of the 21 World Trees, the analysis was completed in a short while. The bow that was floating in the air also slowly fell into Lin Li's hand. However, Lin Li did not even think about it and directly threw the hot potato in his hand to the fat elf beside him. "Here, keep your family's things well."
Wydwork Futen, who was not prepared for the sudden and urgent happiness, directly hugged the bow in front of his chest and then grimaced. Oh my god, this is too painful. However, no matter how painful it was, he did not dare to throw the bow on the ground.
Whether he threw it badly or not was secondary. If he was disrespectful and was reported by his peers or juniors who coveted his position, he would have to go to the Mineshaft. Therefore, no matter how vicious the power emitted by the Elven Emperor's Bow was, Wydwork Futen could only grit his teeth and carefully change his hand to hold the bow. He also tried his best to resist the strong energy that would devour him.
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