Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1346 - 379: The Power of the Fallen Elves_3

"Richard, why are you dressed like a Druid today? And this is...?" Prince Benitez’s gaze turned to the elder of the Shepherd-tree people.

"This is an old Giant friend of mine who, like me, loves the Druid style and plays around with it when he’s free." Liu Zhenhan bluffed effortlessly. As a member of the Fallen Tribe that was exiled before the war of gods and demons, it was impossible for either Moore or Drow’s historical records to have mentioned the Ents, the Shepherd of the Trees. He just went on with his bold story.

Elder Cruyff cracked a smile.

His Highness the Prince and the eight mothers didn’t focus much on the Shepherd-tree people, their attention was more on sizing up the even taller and burlier Giants with a hint of concern in their eyes, though they maintained cheerful faces and gestured the Feilengcui Lord to come in.

In just this half a year, the city of Lusen had been neatly arranged, with towering tree houses lined up in order, and exquisite sculptures of various styles everywhere along the spacious streets.

"This must be the War Ancient Tree." Elder Cruyff’s eyes relentlessly shifted across the War Ancient Trees behind the tree wall, slightly surprised he remarked: "Iskosmi! So tall?"

"You have a good eye! I think with your stature, you could probably uproot a tree to use as a weapon, but not the War Ancient Trees," chuckled Prince Benitez. "Our War Ancient Trees are nearly twenty thousand years old and stand about thirty meters tall!"

"Compared to regular Elves who only use ’Root Entanglement’ and ’Vine Tentacles’ from the ’Wind Ancient Tree’, our Fallen Elves’ ’War Ancient Trees’ definitely possess more offensive power." A particularly voluptuous Night Elf mother cooed to the Feilengcui Lord and the elder of the Shepherd-tree people: "Moore Elves have the ’Amber War Ancient Tree’ that can solidify opponents into amber by spraying resin. Our Drow’s ’Durian War Ancient Tree’ throws large durian fruits, very powerful in battle! The older the War Ancient Tree, the stronger its attack power! I firmly believe that these twenty War Ancient Trees of ours are the most formidable elvish ancient trees on the Aegean Continent! There are no ancient elvish trees more powerful than these!"

Liu Zhenhan’s eyelids twitched, murmuring to himself--------------

Back in the Underground World, Drow had eight cities, and Moore had five cities, each city had two War Ancient Trees, only totaling twenty-six. Feilengcui and Mourinho together took away eight, meaning the Fallen Elves should only have eighteen War Ancient Trees left! Where did these twenty come from now?

Currently, the Fallen Elves’ War Ancient Trees stand thirty meters tall, far taller and bigger than Feilengcui’s twenty-meter tall War Ancient Trees.

However, initially in the Underground World, they were just as tall. Why is there suddenly a ten-meter difference after coming to the surface? This is simply unbelievable!

Prince Moore suddenly exclaimed that these War Ancient Trees are nearly twenty thousand years old, what is this all about? The Fallen Elves haven’t been exiled for nearly twenty thousand years!

Liu Zhenhan frowned for a while, figuring out a bit of the puzzle, then turned his gaze to the elder of the Shepherd-tree people. The elder said nothing but his lips moved slightly, and the few words of lip-reading were easy to recognize----------Life Spring.

"I’ve never heard of such a thing." Chief Deseli looked at the group of War Ancient Trees with much exclamation: "I didn’t expect even plants to be this violent, what a sin, what a sin."

The Drow mother and Prince Moore took another good look up and down at this Giant chief, their eyes constantly fixated on the falcon-snake tattoo on the chief’s arm, their expressions oddly mixed with disdain, clearly thinking Chief Deseli was putting on a show---------the world is treacherous, often the greater the butcher, the more they like to dress up in pity and mercy, the Fallen Elves have a lot of experience in this area.

"I only knew previously that the most powerful was the Moon Elf’s ’Champa Ancient Tree’, which can both shadow in the moonlight and shoot serrated leaves." Liu Zhenhan smiled and continued: "I heard that the Flower Elf’s ’Miracle Ancient Tree’ is also quite powerful, able to spray giant rose thorns; and the Druid’s ’Wisdom Ancient Tree’, which just attracting meat-eating butterflies by producing meat-flavored tree resin, can be described in one word, fierce!"

"Unfortunately, the Surface Elves don’t have ancient trees that are tens of thousands of years old, let alone nearly twenty thousand years old forbidden ancient trees, they simply don’t have the capacity!" Mother You Yue’er scoffed disdainfully: "The Surface Elves imprisoned us for ten thousand years, a huge mistake! This mistake has now become a lesson, they shall soon taste it thoroughly!"

Liu Zhenhan continued to engage in insubstantial chatter with the mother and the prince while observing the home of the Fallen Elves.

Giant Vines like snakes twisted out form Drow’s proud combat towers with their proud spires, Moore’s magic-breaking school consisted of twin-tree buildings connected, Drow’s Rose Temple, Nest Farmer Temple, and the Blood Elves’ worshipped Kael’thas Temple stood interspersed, bustling with River Immortals, Gray Dwarves, and occasionally Blood Elves and Night Elves practicing Archery at the range.

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Liu Zhenhan felt overwhelmed.

These Fallen Elves came to the surface, first building their domain into an impregnable city and then starting to relearn the long-neglected Archery, clearly feeling the pressure of surface survival.