PS: I wasn't in the right state of mind for a while. I wasn't satisfied with what I wrote, but I couldn't do anything about it. That's how web novels are. If I don't update, I won't be able to make money. If I don't update, I won't get any monthly votes. If I don't update, I won't get any popularity. At most, I took a day or two off. In the past few months, I've wanted to cut the story straight and leave with an open ending. But I'm a man of integrity, and I've ended up in a lot of pain. Haha! I can continue writing again!
PS2: ET's plot is divided into five books in the official novel. But in fact, the most important part, 2525, is that the plot of three books will progress at the same time in three places. So, the recent plot will progress in High Elite, Empire, and Laing respectively. I hope you understand.
In the Valley of Eden in the Kingdom of Avalon, where the Eternal Queen's palace was located.
Tyrion, the self-proclaimed twelfth Phoenix King of the High Elves, was leading an army and slowly approaching the love nest that he and Alariel had built together.
Tyrion's feelings were complicated. He could feel that the Valley of Eden was different. The forest here was thicker, and the ancient forest essence and relics left by the ancient saints were exuding a strong vitality again.
Tyrion, who had become Kane's incarnation, walked slowly. He vaguely recalled his memories of the past. His time in Avalon and the Valley of Eden was naturally very sweet, which greatly shook his determination.
Tyrion signaled the army not to use force or plunder.
He wanted to propose to Alariel personally.
The Eternal Queen, Yisha's avatar, and the demigod Alariel didn't choose to hide. She chose to come out and greet Tyrion, her former lover.
Alariel was known as the Radiant Light. After merging with the Wood Elf Queen Alariel, the power of the Wizard Queen flowed through her veins. Yisha's avatar's appearance and love made her radiant, which lit up the endless night. With every step the Eternal Queen took, lush flowers bloomed immediately.
Around Ella Ruili were about 1,000 Avalon sisters, who were her personal guards.
The King of the Forest, Ao Laing, glared angrily at the Regent Tyrion who had come to steal his wife. There were hundreds of Wild Knights beside Ao Laing, waiting for Ao Laing to blow the horn at any time. Aralos, who had just returned from the Nurgle Garden, was also there. The Wood Elf Hero was Aleil's Chosen Champion, and now he was Alariel's Chosen Champion. He led the Taras Hawk Guards and the Grey Knights in a row.
The rangers and the guards of the wild forest stood side by side. The wild cavalrymen pulled on the reins of their horses, and the Avalon sisters drew their bows.
Obviously, the Avalons did not welcome Tyrion's group of uninvited guests.
The angriest one was undoubtedly the King of the Forest, Ao Laing. His muscular body was like a small mountain, and every breath he exhaled was filled with anger. The two hounds beside his war hooves growled. Kunos' spear stabbed into the ground. While Ao Laing protected his wife Alariel behind him, God of the Hunt Kunos was also protecting his wife, the Mother Goddess of the Elves, Yisha.
"I'm here to fulfill my mission and obligation! My queen, marry me! " Tyrion rode his beloved mount, Maar 'Handier, and slowly approached. The Witch Queen, Morasi, was right behind him.
"You are Tyrion?" Alariuli's expression was complicated. The Queen of Eternity saw the Cain Godly Sword on her lover's waist, and then she saw the Witch Queen Morasi who was wearing a bikini with a smile on her face. Her face immediately turned as cold as ice.
"It's me."
"Really?"
"Yeah, don't you even recognize me?" Tyrion saw the coldness in Alariel's eyes and suppressed his anger.
"This is not you." Alariel's face showed a sad expression, and the Eternal Queen's voice was so cold. "You are now a slave of desire and a shell of anger. Your soul has been corroded by Cain's blood. You don't deserve to be the Phoenix King. You are a tyrant. You are not my lover. Don't you already have that old witch? Take her and get out, while I am still willing to give you another chance. "
The indescribable anger made Tyrion lose his mind. Cain's incarnation roared, "I am the Phoenix King! Alariel's blood flows in my body, and I am wearing his dragon armor. I have the legal power of the Regent, and I hold his sword in my hand! Am I not the Regent? "
Everyone was silent. Laing was ready to fight, Alaros was full of disdain, and the Avalon Sisters had complicated expressions. Many of the Avalon Sisters had served the Guardian of Ossouin and the Eternal Queen. Many of them had even served Tyrion in bed before.
Tyrion was even angrier when he saw no response. He pulled out the Sword of Cain and roared hysterically, "You have all been deceived! You have all been deceived by Malecis! He is the Witch King! He is the one who made Ossouin fall into war. He is the one who made us fall and die. He is the culprit. Why do you listen to him? "
"Only I and the Sword of Cain in my hand are the only hope to save the world and fight against the Four Gods of Chaos and the Final Moment!" Tyrion pointed Cain's Sword, which was burning with blood-red flames, at Olean and Alaros, "You have to be my queen, for the Phoenix Palace, for Ossuan! Don't push me!" Tyrion said to Olean and Alaros, "For Phoenix Palace, for Ossuan, you have to marry me and become my queen.
Alaros could not stand it anymore. The Wood Elf hero scolded, "Tyrion, you are so shameless. You just had a wedding and you already have a queen. Now you want a second one? Or the Eternal Queen? "
"Since I am the incarnation of the God King Cain and the Phoenix King, of course I can have two wives!" Tyrion scolded. It seemed that the battle was inevitable.
"I have never seen such a shameless person!" Alaros could not stand it anymore.
Not far from the confrontation in the forest, Lilith, the High Elf Goddess of Heaven, and Olica, the Dark Elf Pale Queen, were peeping at everything. Beside them was the former High Elf Queen, Alisala, who was tied up with a purple-black rope and could not move. Her face was covered with a blindfold, and her mouth was stuffed with a velvet stocking worn by Olica. She could not speak and could not see anything, but the little queen could still hear the quarrel between her father and mother.
Bright tears stained her eyes. Elysala didn't know why her parents, who used to share life and death with each other, would become like this. But she couldn't do anything now. Lilith and Olica didn't allow her to do anything. She could only cry, cry so hard that she felt dizzy.
"The cycle of the Battle of Heaven has begun again." At this time, Lilith was showing the Dharma Idol of the Moon Goddess. Her originally bright golden hair had turned into a moon-white color that hung straight to the ground. Lilith said to Olica, "Did you see that? This scene? "
"This scene, is Cain and Kunos fighting for the ownership of Yisha in the Battle of Heaven?" Olica, the Pale Queen, glanced at Alisala beside her. She greedily looked at the power of the incarnations of the three gods, and she could not wait to take it for herself.
"That's right." Lilith looked at Olica again. She thought that Olica had indeed been corrupted by Urs-Haayi. Her way of thinking and actions were more and more like the vicious and cruel Pale Queen.
"Then it's not time for us to act yet." Olica judged the situation, and the Dark Elf Goddess focused her attention on Tyrion. "Are you confident that you can defeat Cain's incarnation?"
"No, the greatest swordsman of the High Elves has the most powerful weapon in the history of the elves." Lilith shook her head. "Right now, the only ones who can match him are the Eternal Chosen Eichaen, Leon's elder brother, Fulgen, Leon himself, and that old magic toad, and a few others."
"Even Malekith can't do it?" Olica still had lingering fears.
"You'll know when you see."
Lilith and Olica watched everything, and the two sides began to fight. The incarnation of the Eternal Queen Yisha, Alisala, was not weak and only knew how to cry like the real Yisha. She just raised her hand and controlled the entire army of Tyrion with a large-scale "Tree World Descending."
"Welcome to Avalon, this is my courtyard!"
But the Witch Queen was prepared for this.
As mentioned before, the Wood Elves once attacked Nagaros and forced the Dark Elves into a desperate situation. It was the Witch Queen Morasi who taught the Wood Elf Queen Alaier "orthodox magic" that made the Wood Elf Queen Alaier choose to retreat. The Witch Queen's way of smuggling goods also caused Alaier's soul to be eroded by the Chaos. In the end, the Ancient Tree Man Adanhu sacrificed himself to make Alaier's madness fade away, but the Dark Corruption that remained in Alaier's soul was not completely purified.
This Dark Corruption also entered the bodies of the Twilight Sisters and Alaier through the inheritance of power. The Dark Corruption in the Twilight Sisters was discovered and purified by the Emperor, but Alaier was not.
With a small incantation, the Dark Corruption hidden in Alaier's body was awakened by Morasi. The Eternal Queen's mouth, nose, eyes, and ears all oozed out a black, opaque, and semi-turbid liquid. Alaier fainted on the spot, and the large-scale "Tree World Descending" spell withered.
Tyrion was free, and he raised Cain's Divine Sword and rushed toward Alaier.
"Stop!" Aralos stopped in front of Alaier. "Tyrion, you're crazy!"
"Aralos?" Tyrion knew who Aralos was. He hesitated for a moment and stopped. "Get out of my way. I know you're the hero of Aisley. I don't want to kill you, but Alaier belongs to me."
"Alaier belongs to all the elves!" Aralos shouted angrily. The wood elf hero was holding a green leaf spear and a shield. He did not intend to step back. Aralos knew that he was no match for Tyrion, but when death came, he would not waver. He was the hero of all the wood elves! The champion of Alaier's Chosen of God!
Loyalty! Responsibility! Honor!
At the same time, Aralos still had a little hope. He had just drunk the soup from the Nurgle Pot, so he would not be defeated so easily.
What happened next viciously tore apart all the hope in Aralos' heart.
One strike.
Tyrion merely swung his sword once, and Araloth's spear was broken and his shield shattered. The Wood Elf hero was sent flying dozens of meters away like a rag. He then fell onto the soft grass and rolled a few times before crashing into a large tree.
The Spear of Kunos saved Aralos' life. The sound of the horn was heard throughout the valley of Avalon.
The King of the Wood Elves, the King of the Forest, Ao Laing, the incarnation of Kunos, the God of the Hunt, had finally decided to join the battle!
"Take care of the queen," Ao Laing ordered Aralos. The voice of the King of the Forest rumbled, low but loud. Then he raised the Horn of the Wild Hunt, and the whole treetop palace trembled in his anger.
Ao Laing's horn resounded throughout the forest, and soon the other horns began to echo. Even the calmest of the Avalon sisters felt their blood boiling. All the elves joined the battle, except for Aralos. His first task was to take the queen away from this battlefield.
The next battle was probably the bloodiest since the invasion of Avalon by the Great Demon of Sin, Kali. Both sides immediately threw in all their forces. The only difference was that last time, it was Tyrion who guarded the peace of Ossouin. This time, he was the incarnation of the Butcher, the destroyer, and the destroyer.
Kane's incarnation, the Elven God of War Tyrion, held the Kane Sword in his hand. He easily displayed his unparalleled strength, and the first wave of hundreds of wild knights who tried to stop him were all killed by him alone.
Eternal Guardian? Kill!
Wild Forest Ranger? Kill!
Avalon Sisters? Kill!
Tree Demons, Treants, and Ents? Kill!
Tyrion directly killed his way through the center of the Avalon army. Kane's incarnation in the bloody hurricane was like a human mower, and thousands of people died under his sword. The bloody butcher kept moving forward, and there was a bloody storm. Until Ao Laing, the King of the Forest, was forced to fight in person, relying on the Spear of Kunos and the demigod power to barely stop Tyrion's footsteps.
But even the incarnation of Kunos, who was now at the peak of his strength, was no match for the furious Tyrion. He could only force himself to fight back.
At the same time, Aralos, who was covering Alairi's retreat, encountered Morasi's ambush. A group of Slaughter Sisters rushed from the side.
Dace, the Lord of the Starlight Furnace Forest, appeared. He saved Aralos and Alairi at the cost of being stabbed in the chest by the Slaughter Sisters. Dace fell to the ground and laughed. "I'm really not a god good at fighting."
"You? Dace? "Aralos hurriedly helped the seriously injured Dace up.
"I'm Dace, but I prefer you to call me Val, the God of Forging." Lord Dace, who was also the incarnation of Val, the God of Forging of Elves, smiled. "Great, I protected Yisha again. Unfortunately, this is the last time."
"The last time?" Aralos could not believe it. He looked sadly at Val's weakening breath.
"The performance of the God of Forging in the Battle of Heaven is over, and it's the last time." Val smiled bitterly. "Don't be sad. This is my choice. I'm willing to give up everything for Yisha. Unfortunately, I have nothing left to give, except for my life. Poor Yisha, probably no god will be willing to pay any price to redeem her in the future."
"No, you …" Aralos was about to say something when Eva slowly closed her eyes. "Tell the Twilight sisters that their Uncle Eva can no longer … forge … equipment … for … them … I'm … sorry …"
On this day, Val, the God of Forging of Elves, fell here.
But the war did not end.
In the middle of the battlefield, Tyrion, who was covered in blood, was slaughtering everything in his path. He personally slaughtered the hundreds of wild knights that Ao Laing was so proud of, erasing this legendary army from the world.
Ao Laing also did his best to create a sea of corpses around him. Unlike Tyrion, who was covered in blood but did not suffer any injuries, Ao Laing was covered in wounds. He showed a determination that the Wood Elves had never seen before. The King of the Forest, who was heavily injured, lunged at Tyrion in a frenzy.
Everything was like a replay of the Battle of Heaven. When Cain's Sword and Kunos' Spear clashed, heavy sounds of impact rang out one after another. Each sound was an echo of the Battle of Heaven a long time ago. Then, just like now, Kunos used Aisha as the prize to fight Cain. Then, just like now, it would be a battle that transcended the mortal realm.
And just like in the Battle of Heaven, Kunos was unable to match Cain's strength.
Ao Laing was at a disadvantage. He could no longer resist the might of Cain's Sword. The moment Kunos' Spear was shattered by Cain's Sword, the King of the Forest's eyes flashed with a final determination.
He resolutely allowed Tyrion to send Cain's Sword into his body. He then grabbed Tyrion's neck with one hand and struck Ainarion's dragon armor with the other. This strike broke a few of Tyrion's ribs through the armor. Ao Laing then grabbed the broken tip of Kunos' Spear and pierced it through Tyrion's body through the gap created by Imric's Star Spear. Blood splattered everywhere.
This combination of skills heavily injured Tyrion, but it was not fatal. The pain only served to agitate Tyrion even more. Cain's avatar pulled out Cain's Sword and cut off one of Ao Laing 'horns. The second strike went straight into Ao Laing' chest.
Ao Laing let out the last roar of his life. The King of the Forest had fallen.
The flames on Cain's Godsword burned O 'Brien's body, and soon, he was reduced to ashes.
Ao Laing, the King of the Forest, and Kunos, the God of the Hunt in his body, had fallen in Avalon today.
Tyrion let out a roar of victory. He mounted his horse and was about to take back Alariel.
An extremely angry roar came from afar.
"Enough!" Ao Laing's death awakened Alariel and Yisha's remaining power. Under the angry scream of the Goddess of the Elves, the earth of Avalon began to awaken.
A total of 30 Ents were awakened. The most powerful and the only remaining ancient Ent, Dulsu, joined the battlefield with a giant sword. The King of the Divine Sword Tree took advantage of Tyrion's injury and exhaustion to send him flying.
Earth Chime!
Thirty ancient Ents formed a phalanx and cleaned up the battlefield under Alariel's order. The remaining troops of the Avalon army joined the counterattack. They had lost too much on this day.
On this day, Tyrion's army was defeated.
Severely injured, Tyrion was forced to retreat with the Witch Queen, Morasi.
The war was over. Looking at the ruins in front of her, the ashes of Ao Laing in the hands of Liv and the others, and the God of Elven Forging, Val, who had died in the battle, she could not help but shed tears. She was forced to admit that the former Guardian of Ossouin had fallen so deep, so crazy, and so unreasonable.
There was no other choice.
"Send someone to send a message to the Phoenix King … Malecis. Tell him … I accept his proposal! As long as he can save the Elves from the civil war and the Moment of Death, I will marry him! "
In this way, while Malekith's army was still on the road, a big pie fell from the sky and hit the Phoenix King's head.
The King of Darkness would be married to the radiant Queen.
The new era of the Elves had arrived.
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