novelhk Chapter 63 Elf Bloodline Dungeon (Part 1)
Chapter 63 Elf Bloodline Dungeon (Part 1)
And just like that, I'm back to school, and it feels like I'm in sync with Tom Marvolo Riddell.
I personally sent him to Hogwarts to study, but in the end, I still ended up studying at Hogwarts myself. What's the difference between studying together and me? We're just not classmates or in the same grade.
Stop thinking about all this nonsense, today I plan to enter the Elf Clan dungeon.
Today is the last day of the dungeon run, and after dinner I went back to my dorm.
(Night, now we can teleport to the Elf Bloodline Dungeon)
[Night: The Elven Bloodline Dungeon has been opened; teleporting in progress]
I was transported to the depths of a mysterious forest, where I could see a group of beautiful and mysterious elves living in the distance.
They are tall and slender, with agile and graceful movements.
The elves' skin was as white as snowflakes, shimmering with a faint light, as if moonlight were shining on them.
Their eyes were large and bright, like dazzling stars, revealing a light of wisdom and agility.
Elf hair is usually golden or silver, smooth and flowing, like a cascading waterfall.
Their ears were pointed and slightly upturned, adding to their air of mystery.
The elves are skilled at using the power of nature, and they live in harmony with all things in the forest.
They can manipulate plant growth, communicate with animals, and even fight using the power of nature.
Their costumes were exquisite and gorgeous, with green and gold as the main colors, which complemented the forest environment perfectly.
The clothes are embroidered with exquisite patterns and designs, showcasing their pursuit of beauty and unique artistic taste.
The elves love peace; they are kind and friendly, and always happy to help others.
Their singing voices are clear and melodious, like heavenly music, capable of healing people's hearts.
When the elves saw me appear, they were very vigilant and cautious, maintaining a high level of alertness towards me.
[Night: Ding—Please obtain the blood of the Elf King, host]
(Night, you saw the elves' wariness too. How could I possibly obtain the Elf King's blood under these circumstances? This mission is a trap, isn't it?)
[Night: Host, why don't you try transforming into a dragon? The dragon race and the elf race have been on friendly terms for generations.]
"Hello, I am from the Dragon Clan. I have something to discuss with your Elf King. Could you please inform him?" I fused with the blood of the Dragon Clan, and a pair of enormous golden wings grew from my back. The feathers on my wings shimmered with golden light, as if they were made of pieces of gold.
These wings are not only my means of flight, but also a symbol of power.
When I spread my wings, I was surrounded by light, giving people an unparalleled sense of awe and majesty.
A surge of power erupted from the top of my head, coalescing into a pair of crystal-gold dragon horns, each adorned with wisps of silver lightning.
This time, the dragon blood fusion didn't seem to have that explosive feeling anymore. It's probably because the strength has increased, and the changes are starting to subside.
The elves surrounding me also became much friendlier towards me, unlike their initial wariness.
"Please follow me, esteemed guest, our king wishes to see you." A little elf who had just gone to deliver the message ran back and led me to fly towards an ancient and enormous elf tree in the distance.
Its trunk is thick and its branches and leaves are lush, like a giant green umbrella supporting the sky of the entire forest.
The bark of the Elf Tree is etched with the marks of time, bearing witness to the rise and fall and changes of this forest.
At the top of the Elf Tree stands a beautiful treehouse, which is the residence of the Elf King.
The Elf King is the guardian of this forest; he possesses powerful magic and unparalleled wisdom.
His body radiated a soft light, making people feel incredibly warm and at ease.
The Elf King wore a long green robe embroidered with exquisite patterns.
He wore a golden crown on his head, with a huge gem set in it, shimmering with dazzling light.
He held a magic wand in his hand, the tip of which was inlaid with a blue gem that radiated a mysterious power.
The Elf King sat by the window of the treehouse, gazing quietly into the distance.
His eyes were filled with worry and contemplation, as if he were thinking about something important.
A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the fairy tree.
The Elf King stood up, walked out of the treehouse, and came to the trunk of the Elf Tree.
He gently stroked the tree trunk, feeling its vitality and strength.
The Elf Tree seemed to feel the Elf King's touch; its branches and leaves swayed gently, as if it were telling the Elf King something.
The Elf King closed his eyes and listened quietly to the voice of the Elf Tree.
After a while, the Elf King opened his eyes and a smile appeared on his face.
He turned back to the treehouse, picked up his wand, and began chanting.
As he chanted the spell, the branches and leaves of the fairy tree began to shimmer with a green light, which grew stronger and stronger, illuminating the entire forest.
Under the light, everything in the forest came to life.
Flowers bloom in vibrant colors, birds sing merrily, and small animals emerge from their burrows to enjoy this wonderful time.
As I flew alongside the little sprite, I witnessed a scene that left me wide-eyed; it was truly spectacular.
"Welcome, young dragon." The Elf King stood gently in front of the wooden house, waiting for my arrival, and then dismissed the little elf who had brought me there.
"Greetings, Elf King. My name is Ayers Hall Grindelwald. It's a pleasure to meet you." I greeted the Elf King with the highest honor of the dragon race.
"When I become the new Elf King, I will return the name to the Tree God, and they will all call me Elf King." The Elf King told me in detail how to address him.
"Then I'll call you Elf King too. I have something I might need your help with." I stopped beating around the bush and directly told the Elf King that I needed his help.
"Go ahead," the Elf King said, still smiling gently at me.
"I need a drop of your blood, Elf King. I can trade it for something." How can you ask someone for a drop of blood without exchanging something? Why would they give it to you for no reason?
"May I ask who this blood is for?" It wasn't that the Blood Elf King couldn't produce it; he was afraid I would use it on those vicious villains.
"I use it myself." I don't know why the system gave me so many bloodlines, but it's better to have them than not. These bloodlines are also a symbol of strength.
"So it was for you. You can take it. Just ask for our help if we elves ever need anything. A drop of blood in exchange for a promise." The Elf King immediately wrapped a drop of blood in magic and presented it to me.
"Okay, I will appear once this bead is broken." I also used my magic to condense a bead and handed it to the Elf King.
"There's nothing else, you can leave now." The Elf King directly kicked me out of the instance.