Arthur Crow Elf Council, the entire Council was filled with silence.

The originally holy Arthur Crow has now been filled with the smell of blood, and a sadness of the coming of the doomsday fills every corner.

"The casualties of our tribe members have exceeded half... It's time to consider starting the tree burial ceremony."

An elder spoke out to break the dead silence of the entire Elf Council.

"For the continuation of Arthur Crow, only a portion of the tribe members can be sacrificed." Another elder also spoke out and suggested.

"Continue? The Arthur Crow, who is here for every tribe, is the original Arthur Crow!"

Elder Quitoan immediately stood up and refuted their proposal.

"Don't forget that our duty is to protect the Holy Tree, Quetoan, I know this decision is selfish, but I am the first sacrifice to continue the Holy Tree." The elder said in a deep voice.

"Calm down, there are other ways to save Arthur Crow!"

Elder Sindor finally could not continue to remain silent at this moment.

"Other methods...Sindoral what are you talking about?"

When the other three elders looked at him, an elf priest hurriedly broke into the council.

"What's wrong? Has Arthur Crow's height dropped again?"

"No... elders! You must come and see! Miracle... The miracle descended from the holy tree happened!"

The voice of the elf priest was filled with an uncontrollable excitement.

"Miracle?"

The five elders present had been praying for too long. In addition to miracles and further approaching despair, they could not think of a third way to save Arthur Crow.

The excited expression of the elf priest touched the elders present, and they immediately hurried down from their seats and followed the elf priest.

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Two minutes ago.

After returning to Arthur Crow, Aurelian was not immediately sent to the battlefield and received a short rest time.

She returned to her room and began to maintain the bows and arrows she used. On the way, she took out the original crystal stone given to her by Qiao Xiu, and input magic power into it to project the image recorded by the original crystal stone on the wall.

At first, Aurelian looked at the part of the interview with the Black Man. After seeing the part of her conversation with the Brass Dragon... she almost trembled her hand and removed her longbow!

Is this really me?

Aurelian had stopped maintaining the longbow in his hand and placed a bunch of parts on the table.

The bow arrow of the high elf is a highly precise magical machine. If something unexpected happens, the entire bow arrow will be scrapped.

Aurelian could barely accept the part that refuted the prejudice of the Brass Dragon against the High Elves until she was talking about the movie with the Brass Dragon, a mysterious shame filled Aurelian's heart.

This sense of shame continued until the Brass Dragon began to read Magic Net Music Reviews, and it rose to its peak!

Aurelian vowed that if another person watched the interview with her, she would choose to bury her head into the tree hole!

"Sister Aurelian!"

"!"

At this moment, her friend Winner suddenly pushed open the door of her room, and Aurelian was so scared that he almost threw the crystal stone in his hand to the ground and broke it.

Fortunately, she immediately stopped the input of magic, and the images on the wall disappeared without a trace at this moment.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Aurelian once again regained her former attitude in the clan, a slightly cold leader.

"We're going to go down and fight back the invaders," said Winner.

"Can you finally continue?"

Aurelian picked up the longbow he placed on the table, and the next second the longbow instantly broke into a large pile of complicated parts on the table.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly fell to a little strange.

"Will I wait for you to repair it?" Winner asked in a low voice.

"Wait for me a little bit."

When Aurelian picked up the tool and prepared to assemble her longbow again, a tiny ball of light suddenly appeared on her body.

This power of faith did not surprise Aurelian. Since she performed in Nolan, one or two light balls of light emerged from her body every one or two hours.

This time it was not just one or two. Aurelian's arms were surrounded by light white light, and her body was surrounded by countless balls of light.

"This is……"

Orellian understood what was going on in front of him, but she still couldn't believe it.

“Elder Quitoan’s plan was successful!”

Winner covered her mouth and could already see some tears in her eyes.

"The other tribe members must see these."

Aurelian immediately took Winner out of the room, and this scene was a miracle for any high elf!

Arthur Crow was attacked continuously, and more and more wounded people were inside the city, resulting in a very sluggish morale in the entire Arthur Crow. This scene that happened to Aurelian was undoubtedly a heart-boosting potion.

She took Winner all the way to Arthur Crow's hall, which is also a place for all the wounded to rest and treat.

More than half of the high elves gathered here.

It was night at this time. Arthur Crow was planting plants that could emit light, while Aurelian's posture surrounded by the power of faith attracted everyone's attention.

"Aurillian, is this the blessing given by…the holy tree?"

The priests who were caring for the wounded immediately surrounded the scene when they saw this scene. Aurelian did not answer. The white bird transformed by the will of the holy tree appeared above her.

The white light surrounding Aurelian was gradually absorbed by the white bird, and these lights gradually formed a pillar of light.

Arthur Crow began to vibrate slowly again. This time the vibration did not mean that it was sinking, but was gradually rising.

The elves resting in the hall stared at this miraculous scene with wide eyes. They knelt down one after another, even some seriously injured high elves were no exception.

Aurelian looked at the tribes around her who showed a respectful expression to her, and felt a strange sense of satisfaction and accomplishment!

Her efforts have always been to be recognized by all tribesmen, and she must surpass Al to become an elder of the High Elves.

This time she did what the elders could not do, and Al disappeared.

"Elder Quietoan!"

She saw the five elves who were rushing from afar. The surprise and hope in their eyes made Aurelian very enjoyable.

"You did..."

Elder Quetoan slowly came to his granddaughter and looked at the glory surrounding her.

“Is this the choice made by the Holy Tree?”

The elders saw this scene and the white birds hovering in the sky, bowed to Orion and performed a ritual representing respect.

"You have passed the assessment as an elder, my child." Elder Quitoan said, "the youngest elder in the history of the High Elves."

The youngest elder.

Aurelian had longed for the title, but she had not accepted the honor.

All the high elves were watching Aurelian, and the five elders were quietly waiting for her reply. The melodious music suddenly echoed throughout Arthur Crow at this time.

This song is...Long live life?
Chapter completed!