After evolving from an eagle-man into an angel, I annihilated the gods.

The capital of the elves is called Tyranil, a location chosen by the first Elven King after searching throughout the Nadrassil Forest.

Located in the central part of the Nadashir Forest, this area boasts abundant water and soil, flat terrain, and is not far from various parts of Nadashir, allowing the influence of the capital city of Tyranil to radiate throughout the entire forest.

As Jiang You flew into the vicinity of Taiylan, the first thing he saw was a giant, verdant tree nearly a thousand meters tall standing in the center of the forest, lush and verdant, with a canopy of leaves!

Like a huge wave rising in a green ocean.

Beneath the giant tree, the other trees appear as small blades of grass, creating a striking contrast.

The enormous canopy casts vast shadows, and a city with distinctly elven characteristics is built beneath its shade.

Exquisite houses, streets of moderate width, silver moon signs visible everywhere, and flowers in abundance.

The summer sun shines through, creating a leisurely and peaceful atmosphere.

A river flows through this elven city, bringing coolness and moisture to the city.

Standing in the sky, in a place that overlooks half the city, Jiang You looked at the thousand-meter-tall giant tree not far away and sighed in admiration.

The last time I saw such a giant tree was the Father of Oaks.

However, in Jiang You's perception...

This giant tree possessed no intelligence, but its vitality was extremely strong, and a peculiar force field emanated from it from within.

It was an unparalleled vitality.

Just as Jiang You was leisurely looking down from mid-air, a silver-haired winged person flapped its wings and flew into the air, approaching him. From a distance, it shouted loudly.

“My kin, have you forgotten the words of our chief? Although we are winged people, the closest brothers of the elves, we cannot stand idly in the sky above the elven capital. It is an impolite act.”

"Come down with me."

However, Jiang You did not reply to him. Instead, he looked at the towering tree in the center of Taiylan and asked.

"Do you know how this thousand-meter-tall giant tree in the center of Tyranil came to be?"

"My dear kinsman, have you lost your memory?!"

The winged man flew to Jiang You and explained.

"This giant tree is also called Tyranel. It is a seed that a natural Titan named Tyranel transformed himself into before the ancestors of the elves, the Giant Tree Clan, migrated eastward."

"After the ancestors of the elves, the Giantwood Clan, crossed the sea to the east, they came to the central region of Nadrassil Forest, which is now Tyranil, and planted the 'Seed of Nature,' which is the incarnation of the Titan, in the forest."

"The Seed of Nature sprouted from the soil in the second year and grew bigger year by year!"

“Even now, Tyranel is still growing, as if there is no limit to it.”

After he finished speaking, he approached Jiang You and was immediately startled.

He then realized that Jiang You was not one of the winged people he knew!

When Jiang You turned to look at him, a majestic aura, like a king descending from the heavens, struck his heart, and a sense of reverence that seemed to come from his very blood overwhelmed him.

Take another look, and isn't this the great winged king from the portrait that our leader's grandfather collected?

“You…you are…”

The winged man's voice trembled.

He was certain, yet unsure.

Facing the winged man's respectful gaze, Jiang Youwen spoke gently.

"Child, I come from the eastern coast of Losendas on the continent of Feland. My name is Jiang You!"

"The eastern coast of the continent of Feland is the ancestral homeland of my people before they crossed the sea to the east!"

"You said your name is Yu! Yuriel! You are King Yuriel!"

The deep-seated connection to his bloodline greatly excited the winged man, and the records and rumors within his tribe convinced him of this.

"Are you the ancestral king of all winged people recorded in the clan's annals?!"

Ancestral King? A rather unique title.

"it's me!"

Jiang You nodded affirmatively.

"You were originally my king!"

The winged man exclaimed in delight.

"Please wait a moment, Your Majesty. I will go to the tribe's territory now and lead my people to pay their respects to Your Majesty!"

Jiang You originally wanted to say that it wasn't necessary.

But seeing the expectant and excited eyes of the winged people, and recalling those fifty winged people who traveled across the ocean to a strange continent, took root and sprouted, never to return, and even the very first group of them died in foreign lands, she couldn't help but soften her heart.

"Go, bring them to see me!"

He had thought that these winged people would not remember him.

More than 1,500 years have passed.

As time goes by, the winged people here have passed down for countless generations, so it's normal that they don't recognize him!

He was fully prepared!

But unexpectedly, in a world with extraordinary abilities, the power of bloodlines is so pure and powerful that it allows descendants more than a thousand years later to maintain the same worship as their ancestors.

Everything is possible!

Not long after.

Thousands of winged people took to the air with a whoosh.

The leader was an old winged man who was holding an ancient sheepskin portrait. He flew to Jiang You and opened the portrait to compare it.

They weren't exactly the same, but they were remarkably similar, especially their confident and high-spirited demeanor! Add to that the sense of kinship and pressure that Jiang You instilled in them.

This immediately convinced them that the winged man before them was indeed their ancestral king!

The old man was immediately overcome with emotion and tears streamed down his face.

Under his leadership, thousands of winged people bowed down in mid-air, performing the highest etiquette of the winged race.

"king!"

"king!"

The commotion in the sky had long attracted the attention of the entire Tyrell region.

In the forest, the rangers put away their bows and arrows and looked up.

On the street, the elven residents put down what they were doing, stepped out of their treehouses, and looked up at the sky.

Even the Elf King Altheus, leaning on his scepter, stepped out of the Moonlit Court of the palace to look at the scene in the sky.

Almost all the winged people of Tyranel flew into the sky and respectfully bowed to a young winged person with silver hair and purple eyes, shouting "King!"

The sound was powerful and resounded throughout the heavens and earth!

All the elves couldn't help but have questions arising in their minds.

"Who is that winged man?!"

"It sounds like the Winged King?!"

....

midair.

Jiang You looked at his people, who had been separated from his protection for a thousand years, and who still bowed respectfully upon his arrival, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Very well, since you will still worship me as your king, you will, like the winged people on the other continent, bask in the glory of the platinum moon!"

However, these words left the winged people looking troubled.

The old winged man at the head of the group spoke up to explain.

"My king, for over a thousand years, we have followed the elves in worshipping the silver moon. I'm afraid our people will find it difficult to accept the platinum moon that appeared five hundred years ago!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang You smiled.

"My people, that platinum moon is my incarnation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thought crossed his mind, and the platinum moon in the sky suddenly shone with platinum light, casting its rays down.

Above Jiang You's head, a pure white halo appeared, and then a phantom of a platinum moon appeared behind him!

Sacred and majestic!

This surprised the group of winged people.

"So, my king is that newly born platinum moon!"

The king had become like a god, holding the bright moon high in the sky!

Some of the winged people immediately expressed their desire to change their faith, some hesitated, and others struggled with their emotions!

Jiang Youyi saw all of this and smiled at them.

"It's alright, freedom of belief. Whether you believe in the Silver Moon or the Platinum Moon, you are all my people."

Seeing this, all the winged people breathed a sigh of relief!

He sighed inwardly and noted down the reactions of the winged people.

Over time, even the deepest blood ties can be eroded by faith.

We still need to use some methods.

But that's a story for later, he said, looking at the winged people.

"Next, find a few people to take me to see the Elf King!"

"Yes!"

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