Chapter 162 (1/2)

Extreme summon 真武仙 28690K 2022-07-24

”Brother!”

Hilufieta Luya couldn't help crying out in a low voice. Fortunately, the noisy mechanical roar here covered up her little voice.

The elf girl's eyes were wide open and looked at Xuxiang. Luya's head and body were hung on the assembly line by the goblin. After a series of processes, they were shaved, and they were about to be thrown into the body crusher.

Her lips were pale, her little hands clenched her fists, and her heart was struggling whether to save her brother's body, and whether to risk exposing herself for a sinner who had abandoned the honor of the Royal Court of Luya and was exiled by her mother.

She is not sure to escape from the mage's pursuit again. This area is a trap for catching turtles in a jar and a transmission forbidden area locked by the dimensional anchor.

When everyone broke in, the huge maze had been completely closed.

Hilufieta Luya recalled when she was a child. Decades ago, when she and her brother sat on the world tree and looked at the distant land, their childhood memories were still vivid.

”My sister, you see, the green forest sea within reach is our land. It's very beautiful.”

Hilufieta Luya: ”well, she's very, very beautiful. She's like a mother's arms.”

The old elf took the young ELF's hand and walked to the top of the world tree and said, ”keep your eyes away and look at the world outside the forest sea with your eyes.”

Hilufieta Luya: ”it's not beautiful.”

”My stupid sister, are you only so generous after all?”

The old fairy said bitterly, ”even as the next queen, you are so weak, so are you and your brother. They are all poisoned by that woman, alixing. Her conservative thought will only harm the fairy.

When our people lose their ambition and open power, what are we left with? Living like a lonely ghost in this gradually broken maze? Can we expect that traitor to build a maze for us again? Now the subjects of the Principality of Luya are just the dead living in the past.

Look with your eyes and your heart, my sister. When a country's land stands high, what is left in time?

I stand here and stretch out my hand, as if I can hold our country, and the continuous flame of our country as if I can strangle it. ”

”No, brother, don't you say that about the mother emperor. The mother emperor said that as long as there are leaves flying, the fairy fire will burn all the time.”

”Ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!! I'm so happy. You believe this naive fairy tale. You're still a child.”

The old elf stood at the top of the world tree and laughed wildly.

”All of you are living in that woman's dream. You should wake up, my sister. Where else can we retreat when the mystery of protecting our borders breaks?

Even God will fall, and this is only a mystery lock established by the traitor oluwenya astoda? ”

Hilufieta Luya: ”but there is no room for elves outside.”

”If there is no room for survival, create it. We Luya people have lived here for more than 8000 years and experienced 13 generations of queens. At first, our land walked westward for 20 days and nights from here to the seaside.

But decades ago, our cosmic warship crossing the sky was shot down by demons, the whole crystal wall was blocked by mage Naise, and the katura defeated our last fleet crossing the sky.

In the following centuries, our land is gradually shrinking until we shrink in this self constructed cage, and some people respond to the call and move to the small Yongju island.