Lords: From Civilization to the Stars.

Chapter 100 Are we here to prevent them from making mistakes?
Wonders are creations that push the imagination of all intelligent creatures to the limit. They are the greatest products that can be created under the constraints of the times. Countless people once thought that any individual could create a wonder, but in fact they only saw the surface. In this world, great wonders almost certainly have unimaginable power.

Take the White Tower of Hoth of the elves as an example, their wonders can monitor the direction of all the winds of magic in the entire old world. And some special wonders also have various, extreme, or shuddering uses.

The elves drove their white elven warships across the pale golden ocean in almost astonishment, bathing in this dreamlike light as they slowly advanced towards the coordinate point.

Even the works of the elves rarely depict such beautiful scenes.

The sky was filled with golden light like gauze, and the entire sea was clear as if transparent, creating ripples as it sailed across the vast ocean. The tiny golden spots were even more lovable, and they dissipated and broke in the hands of many absent-minded elves, giving people a feeling of loss.

This is not a natural phenomenon. At the other end of the sky, a huge psychic torch is burning in the eyes of all the elves, scattering countless golden lights in the sky, creating this beautiful picture.

This huge torch did not show any aggressive behavior, and all the elves even felt that something was watching them.

But the light did not have any intention of attacking or mocking them, but just looked at everything around them calmly and gently. It was as if the sky and the ocean were turned upside down, and looking around, only the direction pointed by the torch in the distance was the direction they were heading.

"…Is this something a group of ordinary wizards can do?"

An observing elf looked at the water and the dazzling curtain of the sky, and couldn't help but ask:

"If I remember correctly, we should be here to support some ordinary wizards fighting against Chaos..."

"If this was an ordinary wizard, I would just take off my head and give it to him. To express my respect and admiration for ordinary wizards. But obviously, we are not facing an ordinary wizard."

Standing on the bow and overlooking the golden light that merged the water and the sky, the wizard from the White Tower sighed, with a very unpleasant expression on his face.

Anyone who is somewhat sensitive to the wind of magic can feel the power contained in this world.

These tiny golden lights are the embodiment of someone's will.

It was once recorded in the classics of the elves that when some descended gods or unimaginable powers from the Warp were fighting or thinking, the surrounding environment would often change in accordance with their nature.

And now, whether it is the dazzling golden light brought by the distorted and changing World's Wound in the sky, or the psychic torches that are integrated with the World's Wound and burning below, all of them prove that this area already has an absolute ruler, and a being who can be called a god on earth is resting here.

"Is the Phoenix King crazy to ask us to support this thing? Shouldn't things of this level go to other super-large realms to fight in the God War? For example, places like Toril or Nien..."

The White Pagoda Wizard looked at the golden sea, sighed imperceptibly, and didn't want to say anything more.

Although many of the Sea Guards of Lothern have studied magic and related skills, they are not really specialized in these after all, and can hardly feel anything else. All they can feel and see is a huge golden curtain and a very beautiful world.

But as a specially trained elven mage, the White Tower Mage could sense, or rather touch, more things. He could sense that the huge will was observing them through the lights of the sky.

That huge thing was looking at them, expressing curiosity, observation, and even... some joy about their existence?
The moment he detected the signal, the White Tower Mage instantly felt that his view of time and space seemed to be a little unbalanced. And as the weird imbalance disappeared, a small golden sun appeared above all the elf fleets.

No, it's not a golden sun, but a floating battleship that looks very much like the sun, with very round curves and covered with countless golden runes.

The elves lined up almost instantly, opened their magic bows and aimed at the strange entity in the sky.

Their martial arts attainments made these elves, who had been training for a long time, almost as one. In an instant, they switched from their previous expressions of amazement to vigilance, with their sharp arrows aimed at the bizarre structure in the sky.

Until the next moment, a crack appeared in the middle of the structure in the sky. A man wearing a golden robe, with slightly dark skin but covered with golden runes all over his body, was slowly descending from it, and landed on the deck under the vigilant gaze of all the elves.

"Greetings, travelers from Ulthuan. We are the Star Bearers, sent by Lord Leon to help you understand and reach the Broken Land."

The golden man looked at the elves in front of him with neither servility nor arrogance, and said softly:
"If you don't use our guidance, you will probably get lost in the light of the Psychic Torch very easily. Currently, only we, the Star-Losers, are recognized by the Psychic Torch of the Master. If something unexpected happens, it will be a very regrettable and sad thing for both of us. I hope you can understand."

"Star Negator?"

"Yes. He who carries the stars on his back, that's the meaning of our name."

Seeing the elf's strange look, the man who landed from the sky smiled and said:

"Our great master once told us that when the ancient saints arrived, he fell to the ground and made a contract with our ancestors to bring us into the starry sky."

"...?"

After hearing these words, the leading White Tower elf's expression and thoughts became even more confused.

Something is wrong, isn't it? Hasn't the starry sky been blocked? And the old world is the most tightly locked one. How can he say that he wants to bring people to the starry sky without any evidence?
Even if they had the power of gods, they couldn't just send people to the starry sky. Because according to the knowledge of the elves, this starry sky should have been blocked and covered. Otherwise, why would they have nothing better to do than to run out of resources? Because they couldn't get out.

But the elf did not say these things. He just looked cautiously at the golden man in front of him and nodded slightly.

"Thank you. Although this is our first meeting, your etiquette has left a good impression on me."

"first meet?"

A golden figure walked onto the deck and asked in surprise:

"We have traded many times, haven't we? The High Elves from Ulthuan? Your treasure fleet even stopped at the Golden Land."

"I meant, this is our first meeting as individuals." "I see, I misunderstood. I'm really sorry."

"..."

Damn those trade elves, what else have they not said?
This is another piece of information that I have never heard of before. Have the elves in Haimen isolated the news from the inside and the outside?
The elf leader cursed in his heart, but still nodded gracefully. However, his eyes had already looked at the golden floating battleship in the air several times, trying to remember all the peculiar patterns and materials on it firmly in his mind.

People don't need to see, those inscriptions are essentially the promises and expectations of a god in the human world to his own clan. The golden lines have been engraved into the souls and flesh of these guys who were supposed to be human beings by the power of the gods. It's as if half-demons and half-elves are not human beings at all.

Therefore, what is worth paying attention to is the floating battleship in the sky that has closed the rift and is advancing in the golden ocean and sky with the elves' warships.

The mages of the White Tower had no idea what the golden inscriptions on the ship meant, and could only barely recognize that some runes in the corners might mean anti-gravity. However, the technology used by the entire fleet was something the elves had never heard of.

And the material of the hull has never been seen before.

Although it looks like the wood of the Oak Tree of the Ages that the Wood Elves sent as a symbol of friendship with the elves, if you think about it, you will know that this is impossible.

The oak tree of the Wood Elves has experienced many disasters and is now trying its best to restore its trunk. It is also attacked by beastmen from nowhere all day long. If so much wood can be used for construction, the entire Wood Elves will probably surrender to this force, and only then can they use the power of the entire tribe to offer such a few warships.

Although they were carrying the Phoenix King's expectation to let these hairless monkeys know the elegance of the elves and the technology to fight chaos, the elves always felt that something was wrong.

The dazzling psychic lighthouse and the golden curtain that blocks out the sky and the sun, all of this seems to be telling of the greatness of this controller.

Especially after five days, they were surprised to find that the Negative Star Man knew almost everything.

The feelings that the elves have towards the controller here are already a certain degree of fear.

Judging from the human body itself, this negative star person was probably a farmer tilling the land a month ago.

The instinctive strain on the lumbar spine still exists, and the biological stratum corneum on the palms has not softened and fallen off so quickly, and there is even some instinctive hunched standing posture.

But even such a person could skillfully answer the questions raised by the elves. Yes, he was so knowledgeable that even some elves from the business system who were proficient in various subjects were ashamed of their knowledge.

From how to forge an exquisite elven jewelry, to forging a powerful magic sword, as well as the outline and hammering of armor, and how to choose the perfect time to plant a rose, even about spells, although he doesn't understand them, he can still speak many fluent theories.

When the elves asked him how he got this knowledge, he always smiled and said that he got it through revelation from the gods.

But the elves just treated it as if the man was farting.

They were gods. The gods of the elves were famous for being aloof and powerful, and the gods of other races didn't seem to be easy to talk to. Maintaining one's own mystery and strengthening faith was a secret that didn't need to be told.

But why is it so strange here? Almost every elf was amazed at the psychic beacon that was getting closer and closer, and the huge World Wound that was suspended in the sky like a groove. But at the same time, the confusion and anxiety in the hearts of every elf were also increasing day by day, and some even had the urge to escape.

Are they here to help the poor? Is it okay for them to help the poor?
"We're almost there, everyone from Evermeet."

Five days later, standing at the vanguard of the fleet, the golden human who had not slept much was still smiling and pointing directly below the psychic torch that had become like a second sun.

"The port of Xianren Beach is preparing the corresponding welcome ceremony and space for your arrival. If you have any dietary restrictions or food preferences, please tell me directly. I will tell the chefs in the port about your requirements one by one and strive to bring you the best experience."

"We don't have much demand for food from non-elves. I just want to ask, what is the ship over there in your port...?"

The wizards of the White Tower stared in amazement at the twenty warships lined up in the harbor. They were several times larger than the warships the elves were riding. Looking at the inscriptions and numbers on them, they felt an even stronger sense of shock.

Under the shining golden sun, the sight of twenty warships as big as mountains lined up was extremely shocking.

Even for the elves of Evermeet Island, these twenty warships are absolutely the main fleet.

But after the golden Negative Star Man took a look, he just chuckled.

"Oh, that's the fleet of the extraterritorial expedition. We hope to investigate the specific conditions of the North and South Poles in the Old World region in more detail, as well as the subspace readings and the structure of the boundary ice wall."

The man, who was radiating golden light all over his body and looked very majestic, spoke softly.

There was neither pride nor contempt in his expression, as if it was something he saw every day. He just said it lightly and as a matter of course, which was as outrageous as an explosion for an elf.

"While killing demons, my Lord deeply felt that the demons in this world were endless, and he hoped to solve the problem from the source. So he planned to send a team to the Antarctic, deep sea, and ice wall of the old world to conduct investigations before making plans. This is the mercy of my Lord."

"..."

There is definitely something wrong with this person.

There is definitely something seriously wrong with this wizard.

Looking at the twenty warships that looked like bunkers on the sea level, the White Tower Elf complained in his heart.

Sorry, I found a flaw when I was almost done writing it. I will rewrite it. There will be another small chapter later. Please forgive me, my readers...

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