Chapter 1244: Only those who do not want to be called "king" can become the king of the fo
Legend has it that the moon once had a phase...
The sinister moon, like a white bow, illuminates the dark paths of the valley and the maze of the forest.
This is the era of the Moon of Omens.
From the desert, from the golden land, came a blind boy.
The big trees in the Sumeru Forest fell down like waves of wheat blown down by the wind.
The curse spreads from the sea of sand, following the footsteps of the exiles and encroaching on the territory of "life".
Jiang Yi's eyes and the eyes of the Forest King in the dream looked at each other.
The boy's body was covered with scars, and his eyes were particularly vicissitudes, as if he had experienced the ups and downs of life and his heart was full of holes.
He seemed no different from other exiles, but there was a sense of nobility remaining deep within him.
His name was Faramarz, a prince of a desert kingdom. He followed the footsteps of his elder brother in white armor, through many kingdoms, mountains and rivers, and came to this dark forest.
In the night, torches were lit in the forest.
The sky hasn't been bright for a long time. There may be the sun and the moon in the sky, but it has nothing to do with the people on the earth, because the dark disaster has taken away all the colors and all the light, turning it into the longest night.
Someone came out, holding a hunting bow and a long sword, and drove away the "dark shadow". The shadow was a fire-breathing machine, a pack of wolves that eroded life, and an evil beast in the black lava...
These people are the king's attendants who returned to the human world after a long period of time.
Although they have forgotten the original teachings of Xinameng and the origin of their forest patrol, they still know that they are the guardians of the patrol forest.
The prince passed by the guardian of the forest, and then got lost in the lush and winding maze.
Likewise, lost in the maze of trees are the whispers of death, the shadows of evil beasts spreading across the forest and then being trapped in the maze.
Someone was walking among the hedges.
She was the last "King's attendant" belonging to the forest, the first girl to follow the king's footsteps and pass through the maze, a wise person who had taken in many children who were lost in the forest but had never trampled on wild flowers.
Her name is also called "Xinameng".
From beginning to end, pursue the king and protect the forest.
The old forest king walked in the forest, surrounded by beasts and birds that were frightened and panicked because of the disaster. He, who knew everything, smelled the bloody scent of power and ambition in the young wandering prince.
The prince stroked a golden oil lamp with his hand. The expensive, shiny gold was used to make this exquisite lamp. It had a distinct shape that did not belong to the forest, but to the desert.
The light from the oil lamp illuminated the surrounding dense forest.
The black ominous fog was penetrated and driven away.
The Oil Lamp is one of the remaining secret treasures in the Kingdom's treasury.
The kingdom on the hot sand was buried by the hot sand, and the luxurious prince became a refugee who lost everything, but... he was not a real refugee.
He looked at the rainforest and clenched his fists.
In his sleep he inherited the jungle, conquered this new world, and like a long-maned tiger, fulfilled his deepest desires.
From setting out on the journey to the rainforest alone with only the remaining belongings, to standing on the top of the rainforest, and then conquering the desert with an army following him.
The forest king frowned and sighed, and the maze of the forest became more and more complicated, silently enveloping the prince.
The rainforest seems to be whispering.
The king's attendant, the hunter with the white bow, heard the king's call and the king's decree.
The girl is like a nimble cheetah, running through the maze to hunt the trapped beast that does not belong to the forest.
Crossing the green corridors and narrow paths, she could already sense the strange breath. Living close to nature gave her the mind-reading instinct of a beast, able to sense people's emotions and intentions.
She sensed the young prince's ambition.
However, what made her laugh was...
The young prince, with an oil lamp on his waist, sat down in a panic on a tree root by the river. He took off his wet and stuffy clothes, pants and headscarf, and squeezed all the water out with his hands.
As a desert man, he was not really used to the rainforest environment.
He had always thought that the desert was hot enough and the sea of sand was terrifying enough, but this rainforest was like a green hell. The water and plants here were so strange that they made him uncomfortable all the time and wanted to kill him.
Poisonous snakes, poisonous frogs, poisonous bees, poisonous mushrooms...the sap left by some trees is also poisonous and can kill instantly when it comes into contact with blood.
Sweat soaked through his clothes again and again, his whole body was smelly, wet and sticky, and he could kill a dozen blood-sucking insects on his body with one slap, and the insects looked different.
My body was itchy or swollen, and the medicine I brought was not enough to control it.
He was a little depressed.
As a desert man, he has three thousand nouns to classify the sand and tens of thousands of ways to deal with it, but for everything in front of him... the unknown is his biggest sin at the moment.
He is even worse than a child, the girl thought. He has no idea about the rules of the forest and how to walk in the forest.
The young prince did not notice the girl, wandering between the glory of the past, memories and ambitions, in the messy sound of water and birdsong, trying to break through this maze-like jungle, but kept getting lost in it...
The medicines on hand are almost exhausted, and I have to be cautious with every bite of food obtained from the rainforest. I don’t want to experience the colorful mirage and the feeling of numbness in my mouth a second time.
Suddenly, an arrow appeared under my feet, without any sound of wind or sharp whistle.
Death is so close that a chill sets in my heart.
"You have been hit by one of my arrows, rude invader! The next arrow will go to your heart." A voice came from the dense forest, "Don't linger in the rain forest anymore, don't disturb the children's dreams. There is no crown you want here!"
The stern warning saw through his mind.
He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a hunter holding a white bow behind the leaves. His eyes were so sharp that they could pierce through a person's body and soul like the desert sunlight.
The plants and trees in the forest looked at the girl in confusion.
In their dreams, the hiding children and the little people of the forest breathed a sigh of relief that they didn't have to shed blood.
The girl was silent.
No prey had ever escaped her arrows and sharp eyes, but for some reason, today, she lowered her longbow slightly by a few inches, deliberately not hitting the lost man.
Perhaps it’s because I’ve seen too many exiles from the desert these days.
When the forest king saw this scene, he knew the girl's intention, so he uttered a low hum that shook the giant trees.
The sound of a tiger's roar came from far away, reaching the ears of the young prince who was awaiting judgment, and reaching the ears of the young girl.
The boy does not know the language of the tiger, but the girl hears the words of the king.
"That mortal is different from you. He comes from a filthy land, has dirty blood on his hands, and his heart is full of deception and delusion."
The girl pursed her lips. The king was right.
But is it really true that the forest cannot shelter these lost people?
"Of course the forest can..." the king replied, "but the forest only accepts innocent dreams, blood is only shed for hunting and sacrifice, and it does not tolerate any deception."
"If you think he is still qualified to find honor in the forest maze, then guide him to break off the pure white branch... Then, the bright moon and the new star will grant him pure wisdom and abandon the bitter memories and desires."
The Forest King left after leaving some words.
The King of a Thousand Trees is summoning the children of the forest, the children he had blessed, the Lannaros, and he is going to see them off.
The dream in Jiang Yi's eyes was divided into two.
The protagonist of one dream is the king's attendant, and the protagonist of another dream is the forest king.
The king's attendant once again grasped the pure white hunting bow and shot arrows, but he did not hunt or kill anything. He only drove the wanderers into the depths of the maze in panic.
And the Forest King...
Jiang Yi saw a compassionate and beautiful figure, the king of thousands of trees, the goddess in charge of plants and trees.
The creator of Lannaro gave the forest to a part of Lannaro.
These Lannaros spread across the forest and began to fight against dark beasts, steel giants, and Wuluta...
The wise and gentle goddess took another group of children from the forest into the desert.
They will burn up the roots of trouble and break off the branches of destruction.
In this dream memory, for Jiang Yi, the figure of the King of Thousand Trees was unexpectedly blurry, shrouded in a hazy glow.
The Forest King hummed softly, bidding farewell to the King of a Thousand Trees.
Jiang Yi's consciousness traveled through the dream of the forest.
Like the moon and stars, they bear witness to this world of the past, and accompanying him is the equally illusory evening bird in his dreams.
The wandering young prince was attracted by the king's attendant, and was conquered by the quiet moonlight during the process of being pursued and expelled night after night.
That white bow is so elegant and beautiful!
Just like the brother who is obsessed with swordsmanship but gentler than anyone else, too strict in following the teachings but more committed to justice than anyone else...
He lost the hunter again.
He stroked the oil lamp from the desert. This oil lamp grew a green fluorescent leaf in the rainforest, like moss, covering a lot of textures.
He was stunned. It seemed that he had not remembered the name of his hometown for a long time, nor had he dreamed of becoming king again.
Even if it's your own name.
Prince Pharamaz also seemed to have forgotten.
That's right! In this rain forest, who knows him, who will call out his name? He is just an ordinary exile struggling to survive in the rain forest.
Now, apart from this lamp, what else can prove his identity? Even this lamp seems to be useless.
So be it! Let that noble name disappear in the rain forest and return to the desert with the wind and sand.
At this moment, he gradually understood what the whispers of the rainforest and the murmurs of the tiger once meant.
Before my eyes is "the end of the eternally pure illusion in my heart". I don't have to follow in my brother's footsteps anymore... I feel relieved.
He stood up and saw the sacred object of the forest, as white as moonlight. It was one of the sacred objects in the forest, the precious white branch.
distance.
Huanalana was swallowed by darkness, and many Lannaras returned to the earth.
They are so young, but they no longer have the opportunity to listen to stories and experience good times.
The Lannaras lost Huanalana.
The earth was filled with so much sorrow. People holding weapons fell to the ground, their pale corpses were swallowed by darkness, and the living shed tears, which gathered into rivers.
The fruits of the trees became bitter, and the trees also shed tears, died, and fell to the ground.
A sad melody echoed in the black desert, black rain fell in the jungle, and the ground was a black swamp.
The sadness was so huge and so thick that even the stream water tasted like salt and iron. Even Jiang Yi's consciousness in the dream was drowned by the sadness.
Great sorrow, great sorrow...
"Namo, Hela Dana, Duo La Ye Ye..."
There seemed to be a whisper in the wind, as if a thousand hands were hanging down helplessly, as if a golden light was drowned in a dark swamp.
The young prince made a gold-decorated blade out of precious white branches, named "Cutting Leaves and Gathering Light", and his skill was "White Moon Branches".
In front of him, beasts thirsty for flesh and blood have surrounded him, covering the mountains and plains, endlessly.
He held this blade, the only one that he had created after being accepted by Senlin Puci's dream.
