DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 94: The Prophet Elf
"The "high-level magical beasts entrenched around the Elf Holy Land were the protective barriers of the elf race. With them around, as long as the elf race does not take the initiative to come out of the center of the Elf Forest, nothing can harm us."
At this point, Leas' face flushed slightly as he whispered, "At that time, I was arrested by the Lucca Chamber of Commerce because I was too playful and walked to the outer edge of the Elf Forest."
Soon, everyone had arrived in front of an enormous ancient tree.
At the first glance of this ancient tree, everyone's eyes revealed a tremendous shock.
It's really too big!
It is not considered high.
But the tree continued to extend to both sides. There were many branches, and there was no way to measure its thickness.
Tree life.
The Sacred Tree of the Elf tribe was also the foundation of their survival.
The Moonlight Priestess with silver hair stood under the tree of life, looking at them indifferently.
"Priest Master of Moonlight."
The two pythons bowed respectfully to the Moonlight Priest.
Moonlight Priest nodded slightly, then both of them left.
This was the second time Joelson had seen the Moonlight Priest.
Her status was very noble, but she looked like a young girl.
Joelson sees Bradley hesitating and wants to talk.
A cold voice interrupted him.
"I know why you're here, but I'm sorry. The elves would not give up a single drop from the spring of life."
Bradley's expression froze. He opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but he did not know what to say.
The moonlight priest said lightly, "Go back. The elves never welcome outsiders."
Joelson could not help but frown.
He had thought that obtaining the springs of life would be difficult, but he did not think that the other party had no room for negotiation.
"Priest Master of Moonlight."
Bradley regained his usual composure and performed ancient etiquette. He said in a low voice, "My grandfather, Floror Bryant, once had a long-term friendship with the elves. We are friends of the elves."
"I remember that name" said the Moonlight Priest.
Bradley had no time to show a happy expression, the moonlight priest continued, "But three hundred years have passed. Flauer Bryant had exchanged his help to the elves for something of equal value. The Elves owe you nothing, and the friendship fades."
Bradley's face froze for a moment, and he said urgently, "Moon Light Map, the spring of life is very important to us."
Rosalind, who had been silent all this time, suddenly knelt down in front of the moonlight priest and said sincerely, "Honored Master of Moonlight, please save the life of our Father!"
Joelson breathed in his heart. He did not expect that siblings were also here for their father.
In that case, he was somewhat similar to the two of them.
While thinking, Leas who was beside Joelson suddenly knelt down and pleaded, "Moonlight Priest, I also want to ask for a cup of Life Springs from you, to..."
Leas glanced at Joelson and lowered his head.
The Moonlight Priestess fell silent.
After a while, he slowly said, "You guys come with me."
With that, he turned around and walked to the Tree of Life.
Everyone is following.
The space within the Tree of Life was comparable to other worlds.
It was hard to imagine that the core of such a huge ancient tree was hollow.
Joelson suddenly understood why the Tree of Life did not grow upwards, but extended to both sides.
The hollow trunk of the tree cannot support it to grow upwards, but it can allow it to develop like a small world.
The Moonlight Priest walked down the brown and yellow stairs, and everyone followed.
They walked to the bottom of the Tree of Life.
Very thick tree roots were embedded above and around everyone's head.
Joelson saw a wavy mountain range with green flowers and plants growing on it.
The moonlight priest led everyone to the front of the small mountain.
Clear springs continued to gush out from the ground and seep into the mountains.
"The Water Eyes of Life!" Bradley shouted in surprise.
The rich vitality of spring continued to spread.
Just by standing next to him, he felt his entire body was very restrained, and it was very relaxed and pleasant.
"Master Moonlight Priest, I only want one cup, one cup is enough!" Bradley pleaded with excitement.
The Moonlight Priestess did not look at him.
Instead, he approached the hill and gently pressed his slender white hand against the mountain wall.
A silver-white light slowly seeped in, and Joelson heard it calling out softly.
"Prophet."
The mountains began to shake.
Everyone's faces were filled with shock, not knowing what had happened.
Next moment.
A light beam flashed in the dark underground.
The clumps and trees trembled as the petals and leaves fell.
A pair of large and deep eyes slowly opened. Those green eyes were like the purest emeralds.
Clear and bright.
It seemed to contain the vastness of the starry sky.
Everyone's heart was filled with surprise. They stood glued to the ground.
Joelson was also surprised.
An unclear outline.
Only then did he recognize her.
This was not a mountain; it was a dragon!
The plant-type dragon that had lived in this world had somehow been around for a long time.
A deep voice echoed in the basement, echoing.
"Michellia."
His large, deep eyes were filled with wisdom and change.
"You're here."
"Prophet."
The Moonlight Priest respectfully saluted the plant-type dragon.
Michelia.
Joelson looked at the Moonlight Priest's perfect back and quietly remembered this name.
His large eyes slowly turned around and landed on everyone.
"Are they here to look for the Tears of Life?"
"Yes." Yeah." The Moonlight Priest replied.
"I can see their pure hearts. Give it to them, Michelia."
The plant-type dragon was like a good and old elder, causing admiration to appear in the hearts of people.
Bradley and the others all had joyful expressions on their faces.
However, the Moonlight Priest shook his head strongly.
"No, Prophet."
"Sighs."
The plant-type dragon let out a long sigh.
In this short time, it seemed to have exhausted all the accumulated energy and closed its eyes tiredly.
Moonlight Priest turned around and faced everyone.
"You have received the prophet's confession, so you should have been able to get the Tears of Life, but I refuse."
"Why?!"
Bradley asked, not understanding.
The Moonlight Priestess said lightly, "Because if the Tears of Life are given to you, the Elves will forever lose their prophet."
“Five thousand years ago, the prophet brought the weak ancestors of the Elf clan to the Elf Forest. Back then, this place was not called the Elf Forest. The prophet led us to settle under the Tree of Life. Under his protection, the Elf clan was able to grow stronger and have the current situation."