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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

nThe Moonlight Priest slowly explained, and everyone finally understood everything.

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nThis very large and very old plant-type dragon was once the guardian God of the Elf race, leading the Elf Race from the weak to the strong.

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nBut it was really too old.

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nThe dragon race had a very long lifespan. An ordinary dragon’s lifespan was more than a thousand years, and a saint-level dragon’s lifespan could reach three thousand years.

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nHowever, this plant-type dragon had lived for more than five thousand years.

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nAlthough the Spring Water of Life could bring long lifespans, it could not grant eternal life.

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nThe law of time was a principle that nothing could go against.

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nBy now, the “prophet” had completely reached its end.

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nIf the Spring Water of Life did not continue to sustain its life, it would completely melt together with the soil like a rotten tree in the next moment.

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n“So, even a drop of the spring of life cannot be separated?” Bradley asked unwillingly.

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nThe Moonlight Priest shook his head and said, “Perhaps when the last elf is dead, you can take the spring of life from our corpses.”

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nHis attitude had reached this point.

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nIt was very regretful, but there was nothing he could do.

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n“Michelia.”

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nAt some point, the “prophet” opened her eyes again.

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n“Give it to them. I’ve lived long enough. Let the Spring Water of Life helps those who truly need it. Don’t waste it on me anymore.”

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nThe Moonlight Priest still shook her head.

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n“Prophet, please allow the elves to be selfish this time.”

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nAnother long sigh.

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nThe prophet’s eyes swept over the few people one by one and suddenly stopped on Joelson.

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nThe prophet stared at Joelson for a long time and then said, “Come here, child.”

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nEveryone was immediately surprised, including the Moonlight Priest.

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nJoelson felt a little surprised. Was she calling him?

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n“Yes, it’s you, child.”

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nJoelson slowly walked forward and bowed to this respected dragon elder.

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n“Can you come closer? Let me take a good look at you.”

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nJoelson hesitated for a moment and took another two steps forward.

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nHe was less than a meter away from the prophet’s dragon eyes. He could almost feel a weak airflow circulating around his body.

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nIt was the dragon’s last gasp.

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nHope and joy blossomed in his deep eyes.

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n“I can feel something on you that I’ve been waiting for. This aura can’t be wrong.”

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nThe Prophet was excited for some reason.

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nThe moonlight priest’s gaze was fixed on Joelson, her eyes filled with surprise and doubt.

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nThe others were the same.

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nWhat exactly was on Joelson that attracted the prophet?

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nJoelson thought for a moment and suddenly raised his hand.

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nA strange light bloomed in his hand.

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nThe spatial “pocket” that Bradley and the others had seen before appeared once again.

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nA small green head popped out from inside, followed by a round body.

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n“Oh!”

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nThe cute little guy landed in Joelson’s arms and looked very cute. He rubbed his small head against Joelson’s arm intimately.

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n“This is?”

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nBradley said with difficulty, “A young plant dragon?!”

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nIt was another dragon!

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nAnd it was a young plant dragon.

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nEveryone stared at Joelson in shock.

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nHow many dragon companions did this guy have? !

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nThe prophet’s eyes showed great love and joy.

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n“That’s right, it’s him. Look, what a cute little guy.”

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nThis was the third dragon of Joelson’s, Curtis, a plant-type dragon.

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nBecause he had never fed him crops after he hatched, he had always maintained his small appearance when he was born.

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nCurtis’s body was round and soft, with a pleasant smell of grass.

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nOn its round little head, there was a small pink flower.

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nThis was a flower that accompanied the birth of plant-type dragons. It would gradually fall off when it reached adulthood, but now it was steadily growing on its head.

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nThe prophet’s eyes were almost overflowing with love for Curtis, and its gaze was fixed on it.

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nIt had been a long time since it had seen its own kind.

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nCurtis soon noticed the existence of the prophet.

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nAs a plant-type dragon, it was born with a sense of closeness to the prophet.

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n“Wuwuwu!”

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nCurtis let out a cute cry.

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nJoelson carefully held Curtis in front of the prophet.

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nCurtis flapped his tiny wings with great effort and slowly climbed up from Joelson’s hands onto the prophet’s head.

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nLying between the prophet’s two eyes, Curtis was looking at this “strange and friendly” big guy with his big clear eyes curiously.

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nThe plant-type dragons were naturally very sensitive to the loss of life force.

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nThe “prophet’s” decay and old age made him unable to help but feel a wave of sadness in his heart. Large drops of tears rolled down his cute little face.

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nThe prophet stared at it gently as if he was comforting it.

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nSlowly, the prophet closed his eyes. Curtis also curled up as if he was sleepy.

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nThe green light emitted from the prophet’s body, and so did Curtis.

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nAs if they were responding to each other, they gradually merged together.

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nThe Moonlight Priest’s eyes trembled slightly as he called out softly.

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n“Prophet.”

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nThe others looked at the scene in front of them in confusion.

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n“What is he doing?”

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nJoelson could not help but ask.

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nThe Moonlight Priest turned to look at him with a complicated expression.

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n“The Prophet is carrying out the inheritance.”

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nInheritance?!

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nJoelson was silent.

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nThe infinite wisdom accumulated over a long period of time was passed on without any reservations through the connection between the bloodlines of the same race.

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nWas the prophet planning to let Curtis take over its position?!

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nJoelson did not know.

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nA green diamond-shaped crystal slowly appeared on the forehead of the prophet and slowly fused into Curtis’ body.

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nIt was its dragon crystal.

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nCurtis was still in a deep sleep. From time to time, he would let out a few cute snoring sounds. He did not know how much benefit he had received.

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nWhen the light that enveloped the two dragons slowly disappeared, it meant that the inheritance had been completed.

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nThe prophet’s eyes completely lost their luster. It looked at Curtis tiredly and gratifyingly before turning to the moonlight priest.

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n“Sigh.”

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nIt let out a long sigh.

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nHowever, Joelson heard a sense of relief and liberation from it.

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nThe prophet’s signs of life had completely disappeared.

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nEven if the spring water of life continued to pour into its body, it would not be able to open its eyes again.

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nFor the sake of the elves, it was already too tired. It was time for it to rest.

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n“Prophet.”

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nThe Moonlight Priest half-knelt on the ground and lowered his head, his body exuding a strong sense of sorrow.

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nFrom today onwards, the elves had completely lost their “prophet.”.

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nHowever, a new “prophet” would take its place and continue to guide the Elves.

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nThe Moonlight Priest softly chanted a strange but beautiful ballad in the Elf language, silver-white light shining on the “prophet.”.

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nThe flowers and plants grew, and before long, they turned green, as if they were real mountains.

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