The first thing that appeared at the end of the sea was a hundred-meter-tall shining tower. This fortress-like lighthouse was located on a rocky island in the narrow estuary. There were thousands of lights, illuminating all the routes to Rosseln.
This epic fortress guarded the estuary of the Emerald Gate. Any enemy that approached the Emerald Gate would be defeated by the various weapons on the tower. This magnificent fortress was enough to withstand the craziest attacks.
After passing through the shining tower, they arrived at the Emerald Gate, which was dozens of meters high. Under the guidance of the high elf navigator, they were allowed to pass.
As Tegris and the others had returned to Tyrion's fleet, there were no high elves on the Enterprise now. Only then did Olica come out. She was wearing a black-and-white lace maid costume with a white silk scarf on her head. She silently looked at the Rosseln Sea Gate. Laing and Suria walked behind Olica. Seeing Olica's sad look, Suria sighed softly. She wanted to say something but did not say it. Laing gently hugged his maid from behind. "Olica?"
"Master, look." The dark elf closed her eyes and leaned back against Laing for a few seconds. Then she opened her eyes again. "Look, at the huge stone statues at the Emerald Gate of Rosseln."
Laing looked over.
Just before the Rosseln Sea Gate, dozens of giant stone statues of the elven gods stood on the sea. Each of them was hundreds of meters high. In the ancient times of the elves, before the elven gods were restricted from visiting the mortal world by Asuyan, the Ancient Elven Empire had carved the faces of these gods into the mortal world.
Therefore, every elven god's face was carved. There was even a deer-headed God of the Hunt, Kunos.
Only the Lord of the Phoenix, the Emperor of Heaven, the Oldest and Greatest God, the Creator, the Eternal Flame, and the Giver of Life, the God King of the Elven Heavenly God System, Asuyan, did not reveal his appearance. Instead, he wore a mask that was half black and half white, symbolizing his role as the God King of the Elven Heavenly God System. His entire body was wrapped in white feathers, and he sat with his scepter. At the same time, he did not move at all. This was because Asuyan never responded to any prayers, nor did he participate in any elven affairs. According to Lilith, Asuyan had always only interacted with other gods, and the number of times was extremely rare.
At the same time, Lilith told Laing and the others that she had never even gotten close to Asoyan. This Lord of the Phoenix was always sitting on the diamond throne at the top of the Phoenix Pyramid, watching the world with cold eyes. While mortals had never seen her, the number of times gods had met her could be counted with one's fingers.
Previously, Asuyan and Kane shared a goddess named Heya. Heya died in the fall of the Eldar, and she did not escape.
At the same time, Lilith also told Laing that Asuyan was a yin-yang person. As a God of the Gods and a God of Creation, Asuyan was essentially a Phoenix and did not have a gender. Naturally, she could not have sex, and at the same time, she did not have feelings. This was also confirmed by Olica. The only thing that angered Asuyan was when Kane, the God of the Bloody Hand, wanted to compete with Asuyan for the leadership of the Elves.
By the way, Kane was Asuyan's brother, and he had also fought with Kunos, the God of the Hunt, several times over the Mother Goddess of the Elves, Isa. At the same time, Kane was also deeply in love with Lilith.
Yin-Yang person? Laing complained in his heart.
Laing also roughly looked at the other Gods. Among them, Kunos, Isa, Hoss, and Eva were familiar to him. Laing also specifically looked at Lilith. As the High Elf Goddess of the Moon, Lilith's Dharma Form was very similar to the Lake Fairy, but her clothes were more "girlish", and she had moon-white hair and angelic wings on her back.
"Many Gods have already been devoured by Curl." Olica leaned on Laing and whispered, "They have already been drowned in the corruption of Chaos forever."
Laing nodded. He had also heard this from Lilith and Aralos. The Orc Saint-realm Beast King, Curl, was simply the nemesis of the Elven Gods. It had devoured the mortal incarnations of the Elven Gods in Azeroth more than once. The devoured Elven Gods would never return or be reborn. Every time the Wood Elves fought against Curl, they would have to pay a huge price and pay a terrible price. Curl could be reborn countless times, but the damage it caused to the Wood Elves and Azeroth could never be resolved.
After a dozen or so attempts, the wood elves were almost exhausted from the invasion of Morgul. Even if Aralos managed to kill Morgul in the battle of Arden Forest, he only managed to buy a short period of time (one or two decades) for Asolorn to catch his breath.
After looking around, Laing and the others set their eyes on the God of the Blood Hand, Cain. Cain's figure was huge and his statue was slender. He wore a full body bronze armor and had an angry expression on his face. He held two twisted saw swords in his hands, and blood was always dripping from his hands. As for why … this was a long story. In order to prevent people from spreading rumors, there was no need to repeat it here. What needed to be emphasized was that the God of the Blood Hand had an endless thirst for blood and slaughter. As time passed, this thirst would increase day by day until his followers could no longer satisfy him and abandon him. Cain's thirst for women was also endless. Every year, the Dark Elves would send some female servants to Cain. Those who could return alive would be able to join the Cain Bride Association.
Gao Jing still worshipped Cain, but it was very limited. He would only pray before a battle. Gao Jing believed that Cain's passion for battle was a "necessary evil". At other times, worship of Cain was strictly forbidden.
Now, after passing through the Emerald Gate, the capital of the High Elves, Lothar, appeared in front of everyone.
What a glorious city it was!
Hundreds of spires rose from the ground, each dozens of meters high. Countless exquisite flags of the High Elves fluttered in the sky, spreading as far as the eye could see. Trade ships returning from Ossouin and other areas came in an endless stream. Merchant ships from the Old World, Araby, and even distant Indy, Nippon, and Aurora came in and out of the city. The maze-like waterways were interconnected and complicated. Countless High Elven guards and troops were on standby. The sea wall, dozens of meters high, was immediately closed, blocking the seawater and even the sunlight, casting a shadow on the faces of Laing and the others. In the center of the port, on a pedestal the size of a small island, the huge statue of Ainarion calmly looked at Ossouin, the land he saved with his life and the glorious Phoenix King's dynasty that belonged to him.
Behind him, there was a row of statues of the Phoenix King. Each of them was lifelike, such as the Phoenix King Beo Shannar in the heyday of the Elven Empire, Kaldor I, who succeeded him, the reckless Kaldor II, the cold and cruel Tesiris … until the current Phoenix King, the tall and majestic but surprisingly approachable Finnuba.
Merchant ships crowded the rest of the route. Tyrion ordered the Lothar Navy to clear the waterways, and at the same time, signaled the ironclad to wait for a while. Laing and the others had to stand on the deck of the ironclad and wait. At this time, except for Laing, Forgen, and the others, almost everyone was shocked by the wealth and prosperity of Lothar. This great city and its great harbor were loaded with all the world's goods and welcomed all the visitors.
"Master, madam, look over there!" Olica stretched out her finger and pointed at a group of islands in the western part of the inland sea of Lothar. The islands were surrounded by sea walls, suspension bridges, and large fortresses used by the High Elves. It was also magnificent and bustling with people. "That's the alien settlement!"
"We live there?" Laing looked at the islands. The area was relatively large, more than ten square kilometers.
"Yes, that's the alien settlement designated by the High Elves. At first, it was just a small fishing village outside Lothar's harbor. But now, the number of humans there is more than the locals of Lothar. In other words, there are more than 100,000 humans living there." The sadness on Olica's face dissipated. She said with interest, "After all, the human reproduction rate is second only to the Rat Men and the Green Dwarfs.
Here, humans use dwarven products, gold, silver, gems, furs, herbs, grains, and books to trade with the High Elves. " Suria held the booklet, and the female knight looked at the Ossouin Trade Guide with great interest. "This is the alien settlement. It's the only place in the city where aliens are allowed to live and walk freely without the special permission of the Phoenix King and the Ki Representative."
Similarly, the people who arrived at the High Elves' paradise for the first time were talking about the magnificent scene in front of them. The beautiful and noble city was now open to them.
After waiting for more than an hour, the route was finally cleared. The Iron Armored Warship gradually approached the shore. A huge gangway was set up on the majestic deepwater port. There were hundreds of such deepwater ports in Lothar, and all of them were filled with ships. However, the arrival of the Iron Armored Warship still surprised everyone. Many High Elves were even ready to fight. Who would have thought that it would be humans … or those annoying dwarves who disembarked from the ship?
But the appearance of the Phoenix King's personal Captain of the White Lion Guards, Keshir, made everyone relax their vigilance. Keshir represented the Phoenix King on this occasion, and he personally led a team of White Lion Guards to stand in a circle. These warriors from Charis had proven countless times that they were reliable guards and loyal partners of the Phoenix King. Since Keshir appeared, it meant that although they were not sure if they were friends, at least they were not enemies.
"On behalf of the Phoenix King, His Majesty Finnuba, I welcome you all, especially Knight King Laing Macado, Queen Suria Kumani Antrel de Vanford, and Commander of the Ash Legion, Sir Fogen. You have come to help Assur in this difficult time. Assur will always remember your help." The Captain of the White Lion Guards, Keshir, stepped forward and said. He was a strong man, and he looked very serious. He was wearing a formal palace uniform and a lion-skin cloak. A pair of giant axes hung from his waist, which reminded people of the pair on Anglo's back. There was no doubt that he was a veteran Sanctum Champion.
Laing guessed that Keshir had memorized these words, because not only did Keshir not have much enthusiasm on his face, but he also looked at the group of bearded dwarves behind Laing with hostility. He also looked at Olica, who was standing behind Laing and looking around with a smile on her face.
Two of the three things that dwarves, Dark Elves, and High Elves hated the most had come.
"Thank you, thank you very much." Laing could see Keshir's hostility. He was glad that Keshir could not understand what the dwarves were saying. Otherwise, it would be Version 2.0 of the War of the Long Beards.
"Oh, Pointy Ears is so rich! Guess how many things we can get if we blow this place up? "
"We should ransack every single elven palace here! Until the Book of Hatred is completely emptied! "
"Ah, I can't wait. Oh Grimnir, how much wealth have we left in this damn place?"
"Shh, be quiet. Pointy Ears is looking at us."
When the dwarves finally quieted down, Laing grabbed Olica and introduced her to Keshir. "She is a slave that I bought from the Marlin Castle Talent Market. Her name is Olica. Ambassador Taymarg and Marlin Castle can testify to this."
"I hope it is as you say, Knight King." Keshir thought for a moment and nodded. "Let her stay where she is. You, Queen Suria, and Sir Fogen, please come with me. His Majesty Finnuba has been waiting for you in the Phoenix King's Court for a long time."
Laing nodded, and the three of them followed. The rest of them accepted the High Elves' arrangement and stayed in the alien residential area first.
Everything seemed so logical until the High Elves' band began to play to welcome Laing and the others. The High Elves' band, who were dressed in formal court attire, gently beat the drums. At the same time, someone blew a trumpet, and the singing group began to sing a song of welcome.
The leading High Elven singer opened his mouth and sang in a brisk voice. With a cheerful tune and a rhythmic beat, his moving voice spread out.
“Doodleurbemvectusvenitsimiaelephantus！”
"Plumain hatet et vocavitillud, et adhæsitCOLLYRA!"
…
Laing's face darkened after hearing the song. Gao Jing's song …
Fogen and Suria's faces also became very ugly. Tegris shook his head helplessly. He knew Tyrion too well. This kind of test would continue to happen in the future.
On one hand, Tyrion was a little proud. On the other hand, he was also observing the changes in the expressions of Laing and the others. Tyrion knew that if Laing and the others had enough wisdom and culture, they had to be patient at this time. If Laing and the others could be patient, then the two sides could further cooperate. The War Lord knew very well that since it was a joint battle, there must be a buffer between both sides.
Assur had taken many steps back, and the humans had to show their sincerity.
After the song of welcome ended, Tyrion took the initiative to come up with a smile. "His Majesty Laing, Sir Fogen, how was it? Was Assur's song pleasant to the ears? "
Laing sneered in his heart. In this case, it was wrong to say that it was pleasant, but it was also wrong to say that it was unpleasant. Tyrion was trying to put them in their place!
"Of course, it's very pleasant to the ears." Laing smiled and raised his hand, indicating that they could continue. He walked towards the Phoenix King's Court under Keshir's lead. Halfway through, he did not forget to add, "It's a very nice song. I think when Assur left the Old World, they must have sung this song and left by boat, right?"
This time, it was the High Elves' turn to be collectively unhappy.
"Please come in, everyone. His Majesty Finnuba is waiting for you inside." The captain of the White Lion Guards, Keshir, raised his battle axe and blocked everyone's way. "But before that, please leave your weapons outside. At any time, you are not allowed to bring your weapons to see the Phoenix King."
Laing and the others did not say anything about this. After collecting the weapons, the door of the reception room opened.
The Phoenix King stood in front of his diamond throne.
"Welcome, Knight King, who has come from afar."
Laing was about to speak, but at this moment, an extremely cold gaze suddenly stared at Laing from Finnuba's body. This gaze did not have any malice, but it also did not have any kindness. It projected its gaze from the Void to the mortal world, and the cold gaze only lingered on Laing and Forgen.
Something was watching Laing with Finnuba as a medium!
In the Void, the platinum phoenix formed by the Fire of Heaven and the golden phantom formed by the resplendent golden light confronted each other.
"Lord of Humans, the Eldar Empire has destroyed countless civilizations like yours! Do you want to be next? "
"Assur, it seems that you still haven't learned your lesson from the fall of the Eldar!"
"Hmph! I don't need you to remind me! "
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