"Alright, everybody's here." Jurisian, who had black hair and brown eyes, counted the people according to the list.
Hearing that, Arcelion put on a smile and looked at Lucien. "Mr. Evans, Mr. Forman, shall we go now?"
He was so anxious when he thought of the corrupted elvish tree and the dozens of corrupted compatriots. That was why he could not control his emotions.
Lucien wanted to look at Atlant to confirm his thoughts, but when he turned around, he only saw a pair of tightly closed eyes. He shook his head and laughed. Natasha's chuckle echoed in his ears. She had obviously noticed Lucien's embarrassment. Habit and experience made mistakes.
"Mr. Atlant, is there anything else?" Lucien asked straightforwardly.
Atlant nodded and smiled kindly. "There's nothing else. I'm mainly here to assist you in this investigation."
Relieved, Iristine was about to say something, when she suddenly felt that her head was dizzy. The colors around her faded away, leaving only the most intense darkness. Then, she saw the boundless starry sky, except that the stars were no longer brilliant. Instead, they were emitting different colors like elements. Some were silver, some were gold, some were green, and some were crimson …
"Atomic Universe …" The name popped up in her mind, and all the middle-rank and senior-rank sorcerers, except for Heidi, murmured it in a low voice.
His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he were enduring the dizziness caused by the space jump. His hands were in the pockets of his black long coat, and his back was straight. He raised his head and looked at the elemental planets around him thoughtfully. There was no telling what was on his mind.
Before Iristine's discomfort was relieved, the elemental planets spun faster and faster, drawing mysterious trajectories and connecting into weird symbols.
The moment she saw those symbols, she felt dizzy again. She could not sense the surroundings clearly anymore. She had a strange illusion that she was walking in a long and dark tunnel.
Iristine did not know how much time had passed in such a state of dizziness. Suddenly, the brightness in front of her eyes was so dazzling that she narrowed her eyes. Her head was so heavy that she felt that she would throw up at any moment.
"We've arrived at the Stroop forest. Please lead us to Nature's Residence." Lucien's mellow voice seemed to have traveled through countless worlds before it reached Iristine's ears. It was misty and hazy.
"Nature's Residence" was a powerful defense of the elves. It also referred to the elves' settlement in the Stroop Forest.
Iristine shook her head, trying to get rid of the dizziness. Suddenly, she saw a beautiful face with a pair of silver-purple eyes. There was a faint smile on the girl's face. There was a thumb-sized fruit on the girl's open palm. The girl said with a clear and pleasant voice, "Chilga, a special fruit from the Kingdom of Holm. It only grows on the banks of the Chilga River, which is only dozens of kilometers long. It can quickly relieve dizziness caused by teleportation."
Iristine took the fruit and put it in her mouth. She immediately felt the refreshing and sweet taste, and her mind was refreshed. "Thank you, Your Majesty."
As a diplomat, how could she not know the queen of the Kingdom of Holm, the wife of Mr. Evans?
Natasha smiled. "In fact, you'll be fine after you get used to it. Teleportation is not so terrible."
She turned around and walked back to Lucien. She chuckled through the telepathic bond that she had fixed earlier. "Is the princess of the elves also so weak? Princesses like me are indeed rare. "
"Why don't you check her strength?" Lucien was satisfied that his wife did not continue the conversation with Iristine in a gentlemanly manner.
Natasha said proudly, "I came to the Kingdom of Holm through 'Element Paradise' when I was little. I was not as insufferable as her."
"Yes, you're unique." Lucien wisely ended the conversation with a compliment.
Iristine breathed for a moment and was completely recovered. Discovering that the sorcerers of the Congress of Magic had woken up through all kinds of uncanny methods, she put on a graceful and polite smile. "Everyone, please follow me to 'Nature's Residence'."
They came through Malfurion's divine power of nature when they came, and the dizziness was relatively less severe. Not every legend had a demiplane. The saint cardinals did not, most of the epic Knight did not, and the archdruids did not. Only the legendary sorcerers and the experts who occupied certain levels of special demiplanes or alternate dimensions, such as Apsis in the Land of Bones and Tiphotidis in the Silent Hell, had them.
Of course, their demiplanes were generally believed to be a gift from the Lord of Hell or the Will of Abyss, and their strength would be improved by half a level to one level when they fought in them.
"Is this the space jump based on demiplanes?" Following his sister, Arcelion felt that he had only been dizzy for a moment, but he was already in the familiar and warm Stroop Forest.
The hot weather in June could not be found in the Stroop Forest at all. The breeze through the leaves carried the unique fragrance and coolness of the forest, as well as the pleasant chirping of birds.
Alferris, who had shrunk its body, walked in the front of the team like a puppy and looked around. Its eyes were so focused that even Jurisian, a battle sorcerer and a member of the Affair Committee who used to be a disciplinary officer, felt that he was not as good as it. It was too meticulous!
"Alferris, what are you looking for?" Heidi was particularly fond of Little Crystal as a 'magic pet' and was very close to it.
Alferris observed the forest covetously as if it were a detective. The air of a dragon that it released deterred all the creatures within thousands of meters from it. It said in a childish but extremely solemn voice, "I remember that a sorcerer found a gem mine in the forest!"
"But it's clearly not here …" Katrina couldn't help but remind it of the natural geography.
Alferris was not discouraged at all. "There are many gifts of nature where elves live!"
That was why it followed Lucien here shamelessly. Considering that some elves hated human beings but did not hate dragons, and that Alferris was excellent at illusions, Lucien agreed to its request.
Iristine looked at the little guy with translucent crystal scales. She was not surprised by its nature as a dragon, but she couldn't help but shake her head at its nouveau riche appearance.
Little Crystal was wearing glittering rings on its front paws, and quite a few medals were hanging on its chest with gold threads. Among them were the Silver Moon Medal that represented the highest honor, as well as the items that it borrowed from Lucien's alchemical experiments. Because it had to return them in the future, it always wore them on its body and seized the time to 'communicate' with them, as if it were reluctant to part with them. It was just a show for Lucien.
Because Lucien was not far away from 'Nature's Residence' when he jumped through space, led by the two royal elves, it did not take long for the delegation of the Congress of Magic and the Kingdom of Holm to see the place that was enshrouded in mist. In the haze, the trees were green and high. Under the guidance of amazing powers, their branches constituted treehouses in midair. The lake at the center was as smooth as a gem, and the flowers and fruits around were colorful. It was both a residence and nature!
"How beautiful …" Heidi, Katrina, and the other girls had no resistance to the beautiful environment. They all praised it. Even the gloomy sorcerers such as Felipe felt that their hearts had been wiped clean after witnessing the fairytale-like 'Nature's Residence'.
At this moment, Malfurion, an old elf with dark green skin, walked out of the mist with an uncarved wooden staff, followed by many elves with different skin and hair colors.
"Welcome, honorable guests," Malfurion said on behalf of the royal court. Malfurion said on behalf of the Elven Court. "Please forgive my rudeness, but the damage to the elven tree is very painful for every elf. Evans, Forman, and Natasha, please follow me to the center of the lake."
"That's our purpose." Lucien understood the importance of the elvish tree to the elves. Also, he was wondering if he could exchange it for a precious fruit. That way, together with the Fountain of Youth, he would be able to hold the best legendary ritual to prolong his life with Natasha.
In the meantime, Lucien spoke to Jurisian, Sprint, Heidi, and the other sorcerers through messaging. "You walk around and talk to the elves. Find out the details of the incident, especially the signs of the dozens of elves before they were corrupted."
"As you command, Your Excellency." Jurisian had always been rather solemn when he was carrying out his mission.
Therefore, the three legends flew to the elvish court at the center of the lake under the guidance of Malfurion, the dark elf. The elvish tree was at the center of the elvish court.
Before they reached the halfway point, Lucien and Natasha saw a towering ancient tree whose diameter equaled that of one end of the Nekso Palace. The crown of the tree extended into the sky and barely had an end. The bark was in a weird green color, as if it were pulsating with vigorous vitality.
The elvish tree emitted a sense of transcendence. It was here, but it seemed to be in a different world. Lucien was no stranger to such a feeling. The Furnace of Souls was more intense and purer than the tree, and it could not be touched like the tree.
"It's indeed polluted …" Before Lucien performed any magic, Natasha's eyes were keener. She immediately saw the intense blackness on the trunk that was incompatible with the green color. They corroded the bark nearby and slowly spread.
At this moment, a shadow flew out of a naturally-formed treehouse on the elvish tree. He had black hair, silver skin, and a pair of pointy ears. He was carrying a vintage bow on his back.
"This is' Vengeful Hunter 'Lankshear, the captain of the guards." Malfurion introduced him to Lucien, Natasha and Atlant.
So, it's another level-three legendary elf … Lucien secretly nodded. The male elf who had a lot of mysterious and beautiful patterns on his neck was a legend who grew with his elven talents, not a druid.
"This is Lucien Evans, 'Atom Controller', his wife, Natasha Orvarit, and this is Atlant Forman, 'Eye of Curse'. I believe you're no stranger to him." Malfurion said to Lankshear. Then, he frowned. "Where's Ferragond?"
Although Lankshear was more inclined to melee, his body was well-proportioned, and his muscles were barely visible. He sniffed. "Ferragond does not want to welcome guests. You know that he's the leader of Nature's Abhorrence."
He did not seem to get along well with Ferragond, and he intentionally pointed it out.
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