"What are you going to do now?"

After watching the super powerful Luo Lanhe, Rafa, who claimed to be the dragon god, completely disappeared, Sistale then retracted his gaze, but found that Moya was holding the white dragon horn with a faint silver halo in a daze.

"What's wrong?"

"It seems... it's a little different from just now." I carefully stroked the dragon horn in my hand, and felt some concave and convex marks appearing on the originally smooth surface, so I quickly made a simple lighting technique.

"Isn't this your name?"

Xistaer was surprised to find that there was a line of exquisite leaf-patterned elf-like ancient Chinese literature on the dragon horn.

It is written by Moya's full name.

"Yes, but why did the King of Necromancer engrave my name on the Dragon Clan Covenant?" This is exactly what Moya is most puzzled.

Didn’t I tell her the correct way to use it? Why did she just engrave a name and run away?

"Look, what is that?"

With the faint lighting, Sistaer found several skeletons in a corner of the hall.

Although their bodies were completely decayed, Yinliang's armor and style marked their identities - the Night Elf.

"They should be the first Yeying tribe members to enter the ruins."

From the extent of the body's decay, it can be seen that these bones died for at least hundreds of years, with only broken skeletons left. Without the coverage of exquisite armor, they would have been scattered into a pile of dead bones.

Sistaer did not reply, his eyes were attracted by a dark red in his bones.

"Will that... be the royal power mentioned by the Yeying Clan?"

Pointing at the red light that was bright and dark, Sistaer asked Moya, who was still looking at the dragon covenant.

"where?"

After he said this, Moya quickly raised her head and saw the dry bones that were flickering with strange light.

"Go and take a look."

After carefully putting the Dragon Clan Covenant down, Moya and Sistale leaned over.

When I got closer, I found that the red light was actually a scimitar with an extremely ordinary style. Although it was the shape of a dagger, its length was beyond its proper size, so I classified it as a tool.

"A weapon?" Moya shook his head repeatedly; "There are not many records about the 'king power', and I don't know what it really looks like." She picked up a shattered crystal stone on the ground and gently threw it on the elves holding a scimitar.

With a "clang", nothing unusual happened except for the skull that was originally hanging on his shoulders falling to the ground.

Moya threw another piece of the scimitar that was still flashing with light, and the answer was also a metallic sound.

"Pick it up quickly, maybe it's really the king's power."

I remember the word "moon" mentioned in ancient books. Looking at the blade of this long sword that is too curved, Moya didn't want to miss any possibility.

Even if it is not, it is a good weapon.

The equipment that emits light casts spells or is made of metal containing magical elements. Sistaer's dagger was thrown away and just made up.

Sistaer just picked up the scimitar from the skeleton when something unexpected happened.

The black blade emitted a dazzling purple light, illuminating the entire crystal hall.

"Oh...the glory of the king!!"

As soon as the Night Shadow Clan, who finally caught up, entered the hall, the leader of Junos immediately shouted, with an extremely fanatical look in his eyes.

Oh my God, such an ugly thing is really the king's power?!

Moya almost moaned.

Although she doubted, she was not sure.

The night elves are a clan who loves beauty very much. It is impossible for them to choose such an ordinary weapon as a symbol of royal power. As for the goddess of Dark Moon Sisia... Gods are all self-righteous beings, and they will never be able to use such an ordinary weapon as a token of the throne that represents the rule of the entire clan.

But the words of the Great Elder Yeying completely broke Moya's perception.

"Great Elder, is this really... the 'Glory of the King' as the symbol of the Night Elf King?" Moya spoke without thinking, but she immediately thought of the light instrument "Goddess's Love". Even though it is ordinary, it still has a strong sense of existence that cannot be ignored. Why is the royal power an exception? "Doesn't things like magical artifacts differ from ordinary things? Why is this..." Moya's words have not finished, and the scimitar in Sistaer's hand has undergone new changes.

The black shell completely faded, not only the length increased, but also the arc became rounder, like a crescent moon. The red light on the blade emitted purple fluorescence, and the neat and fine serrations on the blade could be vaguely seen.

"Yes, this is indeed the glory of the king. Only in the hands of the real king can it restore its original appearance."

"Look, what is that?!"

The guard team leader Jayan discovered with sharp eyes that something on the wall of the Crystal Hall resonated with the scimitar in Sistaer's hand.

Moya quickly used a strong light technique. After the discomfort passed, he found another flashing thing in the crystal stone layer not far from the skeleton.

"This is..." When he approached, Moya suddenly opened his eyes wide.

It was actually a scimitar with the same sample as the royal power as the one in Sistaer's hands.

There are two glory of the king?!

"The Great Elder, the Night Shadow Clan has worshipped royal power for generations. Can you explain why there are two royal powers?"

Junos nodded; "In fact, the glory of the king was originally two, the left was judgment and the right was judgment. It means that God gave the Elf King absolute rule."

"Judgment and judgment... so, they are a pair. I originally thought it would be power or a crown or something." The royal power of the white elf is a luxurious crown, and since the "Goddess' Love" was lost, the Church of Light has used the Staff of Law as a symbol of the Emperor.

Even the demon clan uses "evil command" as its royal power, but unexpectedly, the royal power of the night elves is two sharp blades.

"That's nature." Seeing her thoughts from Moya's expression, Junos explained; "The night elves are the dark clan who worships powerful power. How could they be like those idiots in the Light Church? As for the white elves, hum... Of course we have to choose weapons representing power as symbols of royal power."

"Oh..." After Junos said this, Moya was relieved.

Indeed, with the warlike personality of the night elves, it is indeed impossible to choose something like a scepter as a royal power. It is believed that the Dark Moon Goddess was given two swords because she knew this.

"Sistar, take another one away by the way. I feel that the temple is about to collapse, its magic power is already in an unstable state, so it is better to leave quickly." Seeing that the magic power in the temple began to be disordered, Moya warned him to immediately take out another royal power buried in the crystal stone.

"Great Elder..."

Seeing Sistaer walking towards the crystal wall with several other royal powers buried, the other elders who accompanied him couldn't help but were about to say something, but Junos stopped him.

"Wait a little longer...If he can really restore the 'judgment' to its true form, then... we will recognize his identity."

Judgment?

identity?

Restore the true form?

Hearing the words of the Great Elder wordlessly into his ears, a big question mark appeared in Moya's mind?

What does this mean?

Could it be that who can restore the original appearance of the royal power, which is originally mediocre, means...who is the new elf king?

"Sis..." Just as he was about to make a reminder, but he was afraid that the elders of the Yeying Clan would hear it. Moya could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that he would turn his head, because she could use sign language without any consideration when facing the Yeying Clan.

This is an excellent opportunity and you can't give up anyway.

As if he could sense Moya's anxious mood, Sistaer turned his head after knocking on the crystal wall and aimed at Moya who wanted to make a sound several times.

[Pull it out quickly. No matter what method you used just now, you must turn the current royal power into a real form. It may make you the new elf king.]

After reading Moya's sign language, Sistaer was slightly stunned for a moment, and then he reached out and pulled out the royal power that was close to him.

Close your eyes, stroke the blade with your hands, and pray silently in your heart.

[Beautiful Dark Moon Goddess, I long to become stronger.]

[Hungry to surpass all tribesmen.]

[If, if obtaining royal power is the only way. Then, please give you the authority to honor.]

[I swear to fill the kingdom of mankind with the banner of conquest, and build an unparalleled temple for you in the immortal new capital, so that its beauty can surpass all gods.]

The long wait has passed.

The royal power called "Judgment" did not change as Moya expected.

"Sure enough... only half of the night elf bloodline can't let the royal power be restored to its original state." As soon as Junos finished his words, Moya felt that he had emitted extremely strong divine power from the royal power.

"Don't you regret converting to the dark believers? Make such sacrifices for the little hope in your heart. Is this contrary to your original intention and character?"

The goddess of Dark Moon Garcia suddenly arrived. Although there was only one illusory projection, the spirit she released had already made the night elves present kneel down.

"Yes, I will never regret the goddess of curses and lies. This is my will and the only way to do so. From the moment I made my choice, there is no way out."

"Then what are you waiting for? The Dark Moon Tower has been abandoned for so many years and has not even offered a sacrifice. Do you really want to give up the title of family?" His tone suddenly changed, and the Dark Moon goddess turned to Moya; "My priest, dedicate your inner hatred to the gods you serve as new blood? Haas began to complain that the earthly world was too calm. He had not enjoyed the wild songs played by the wailing of war for a long time. Don't let us wait too long. If Shacili took the lead, my brother's anger would be very terrible."

Just like last time, Garcia gave a few words and returned to her own star world. Her divine arrival this time was just an illusion. The main god is not allowed to descend directly to the earth world. Even if it is an illusion, it cannot stay for too long, which will disrupt the space. This is how the "time gap" that can pass through the past is produced.

"Miracle... The Dark Moon Goddess actually came in person..." The Great Elder Junos got up from the ground excitedly. There was no doubt that although Garcia did not make a clear statement, her appearance had already explained everything.
Chapter completed!