Chapter 1129 51. Two Explosions
What he has seen and heard these days makes Annan not think that the sudden change will affect the royal court, but it is obvious that today's banquet cannot continue.
Other elf elders were walking this way. Annan took one look at them and took the initiative to leave Tedder's side and join the team of evacuated envoys.
Looking around, Minister Oli was a little far away, so Annan walked towards Prince Aidan who was closer.
“Don’t worry, it’ll be okay.”
Annan's concern caught Prince Aidan off guard.
"Okay." He said.
The envoys came to a green grassland in the corner of the flower garden, where simple wooden houses stood scattered.
It happened suddenly that the elves did not divide everyone's residence according to race, so Annan led Prince Aidan to live in two cabins next to Minister Ollie.
If he encounters danger, he will have time to save Minister Ollie.
Many people are waiting to see what happens, and Annan is no exception. As soon as he was settled, he slipped out and walked towards the direction of the burning smoke.
As soon as he reached the edge of the wooden house community, the elf stopped him.
"I am one of our own and can help." Annan recommended himself.
"We don't need help for the time being, please go back first." The elf guard did not waver.
……
In front of the burning giant tree, more and more elves gathered around.
The mages on the back of the elf dragon cast spells, and the rain clouds formed quickly extinguished the burning giant trees.
They count losses and casualties. The attack was so powerful that several giant trees were blown down. However, the elven residents were all participating in the celebration when the incident occurred. Except for some elven residents on nearby streets who were frightened, no elves were harmed.
Samael Yege, with a gloomy face, led the guards into the explosion area.
The fallen giant tree was the most severe damage. The tree roots were blown off, and a deep pit with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared on the ground.
The elf mage analyzed the scene through the wreckage: the magic scroll was buried at the bottom of the giant tree in advance, and was set to activate automatically.
But why?
No casualties, no damage, just a nasty prank? Or a warning...or a cover-up.
Samael Yege hurriedly asked: "You haven't let down your vigilance in other places, right?!"
"Don't worry, there are dark nights watching important areas." The elf mage replied.
"Elder Yege, we found this!" At this time, Kael'thas held up a stone tablet.
"In the shadow of the old land, death is waiting to bloom..." Samael Nightsong read out the Elvish text on the tablet.
"The murderer is provoking us?"
"I'm afraid so..." Samael Yege stared at the words carved on the stone tablet.
In the shadow of the old place, death waits to bloom...the old place...
Samael Yege's eyes suddenly shrank and he raised his head: "Get out of here quickly -"
The sudden rise of the ground interrupted his cry, and an explosion more violent than before instantly swallowed up the people at the bottom of the pit. All the elves and the surrounding elven dragons howled and fell down.
The burning mushroom cloud rose, and the surrounding giant trees that had experienced destruction were once again destroyed. The tree house fell apart, and branches and leaves flew everywhere.
Two explosions in succession finally attracted the attention of the legends in the Green City. The rising mushroom clouds, the bowing trees, and the burning flames were still at this moment. As a warm breeze blew by, time seemed to be gently manipulated by an invisible hand, reversing the direction of the flow, and everything seemed to go back in time.
The huge thing rolling with blazing flames shrank and collapsed little by little. The raging, all-devouring flames were pulled by invisible ropes, and the rage that lost them turned from bright red to orange, and then from orange to dark red, revealing the elves swallowed by the flames.
Kael'thas, who was holding onto his shield and squatting down to block his feet, was spit out by the retracted flames. Chapped skin is restored to integrity. Samael Nightsong's broken robe was put back together like a gathering of butterflies, and the elves that were thrown away fell back to their original places. The twisted and painful elf dragon healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its scales regained their luster.
Fire oozed out like magma, and the raised ground sank back to its original position. Everything was restored to its original state. Then, the backward time returned to normal, and the ground rose again, but it was gently pressed by an invisible hand, which turned into a dull sound.
Poof——
The elves just let out a frightened cry. They have not lost the memory of that time... To them, it is equivalent to dying just now.
The exhausted Kael'thas forced himself to stand up and looked at Samael Nightsong.
Samael Nightsong said nothing, and he and other elves faced the direction of the World Tree at the same time, praying devoutly.
......
If Annan was still optimistic that the first loud noise was just an episode, then when the second loud noise came, Annan became a little worried.
It’s not an accident, it’s an enemy...
Although the size of the Elf Royal Court is terrifying, the elves have been at peace for a long time, and the Royal Court has never had a local attack in the cruelest racial war. Do they have the ability to find the murderer?
The celebration lasts for a month, and the banquet will also last for a month. If the murderer cannot be caught, the millennium celebration will be shrouded in gloom.
But the guards firmly blocked him and refused to help.
Then Annan saw the rising mushroom cloud shrink back... What happened?
Annan didn't know anything and couldn't do anything, so he had to go to Prince Aidan's place to stay for a while.
He was also looking into the distance. Annan thought he was also worried, so he walked over to comfort him and said, "I can only believe that the royal court can solve the trouble..."
Prince Aidan was noncommittal, and his eyes returned to Annan: "Attention from the elf Now that you're not here, don't you take the opportunity to do something?"
"What?"
"Of course, all the messengers are here."
Annan's eyes lit up: "You are right!"
While the elves have no time to take care of themselves, why not take the golem around the Messenger Village a few times?
Those human kingdoms look down upon these inventions of Liberty City, what about other races?
Annan couldn't wait to return to the wooden house. As soon as he reached the door, he saw a group of elf guards rushing towards Prince Aidan's residence.
After a little hesitation, Annan walked back.
The elf guards suspected that there was something wrong with Prince Aidan and wanted to take him back for questioning.
Annan couldn't possibly let the elves just kidnap Prince Aidan who had given him tens of thousands of gold coins.
"What are you doing?"
He squeezed through the crowd and stood in front of Prince Aidan.
"It's none of your business, human." The elf guard said coldly.
"You're just talking to me like this?" Annan showed no fear.
"You are not yet an ally of the royal court." The elf guard said arrogantly.
"But I am still the messenger, and so is he."
The Elf Guard stared at the annoying Annan, and relaxed slightly: "...We suspect that this attack is related to him."< br>
“You mean, the prince of Paem Kingdom, one of the Thirteen Supreme Kings, attacked the Elf King’s Court? What’s the reason?”
At this time, Prince Aidan clapped his hands on On Annan's shoulders.
"Let me go," he said gently.
"They have been staring at me for several days. They will not give up until I am interrogated."
(End of this chapter)