Thousands of years ago...
The storm violently beat against the stone walls of the temple.
The rocks on the seashore were hit by big waves, and there were waves of disturbing whines.
Thunder echoed dullly in the dark corridor, and swaying shadows danced on the rough stone walls, providing silent accompaniment to the flickering torches.
Althea was sitting alone by the pool, wrapped in a delicate rabbit fur scarf to avoid the cold and wet.
"I've heard you coming, Kualis..."
She said calmly and turned her head to the depths of the high rafters where the light could not reach.
Shadows rose, dragon wings whirred, and a small dragon flew over her head, circled half a circle in the wide hall of the temple, and landed next to her.
The dragon wings were retracted, the sharp curved claws scraped the floor, and he shook his head to shake off the water droplets all over his body.
Then, Xiaolong's plump and soft body lay beside the pool.
"Why don't you rest?"
Kualis's harsh voice came, and his big blue eyes looked friendly at Althea who was hugging his knees.
"The storm kept me awake. It reminded me of the night I lost my father, my brother, and myself..."
Althea said, turning his gaze from Xiaolong to the calm water.
Xiaolong stared at her silently, while her thoughts had drifted to past memories.
The pain of the sacrifice was still clear, and a tear fell down her cheek as she recalled everything she had given up.
In order to let her brother Avadain go back to save the tribe, she voluntarily stayed here to serve the gods. She watched the destruction of Sindar Elves from the crystal ball, watched the Noldor endure thousands of years of suffering, and watched her brother's descendants grow old, sick, and die from generation to generation.
But no one remembered her.
The gods erased her memories in other people's hearts, and she silently endured thousands of years of loneliness and being forgotten. No one remembered her, no one knew her, and no one could come here.
The gods made her immortal and kept her appearance as an adult, but even gods could not relieve the pain in her heart.
Being forgotten is the greatest sadness.
Kualis is confused by her sadness. Although it has lived with this elf girl for many years, the tears she shed from time to time are still a mystery to this little dragon.
It cannot understand the bond between Althea and her people, especially the mysterious connection with her twin brother that she cannot let go of.
The dragonet is able to understand its own species' loose solitary relationships, penchant for hunting, and 20-year cycle of courtship behavior.
But it cannot understand the behavioral logic of the elf Althea.
It wondered more than once whether she had a mental defect or suffered from some kind of mental illness.
Then, Xiaolong felt some familiar touch in his consciousness, some kind of gentle transformation of perception, as if a certain will came to live in his mind.
It knows that this is Oracle once again lodged in its consciousness.
It had resisted this invasion and domination of the mind a long time ago, and for centuries it had been trying to fight against this occupation of its own consciousness, but in the end it was in vain.
A failed fight ultimately only increases its own burden, but a good cooperation seems to benefit both parties - this will that always likes to temporarily occupy its body gives Kualis extremely powerful magic power.
So now, out of habit, it has learned to simply relax and fade out of consciousness, leaving its body to this obviously more powerful will.
God's will.
"Althea, you look in pain."
Oracle made the same harsh sound through the body of Kualis.
The process of Oracle taking over Xiaolong's body was without warning and silent, but Althea was aware of it all.
"Yes, the storm brought back sad memories."
She started replying as usual.
"I know this is still a difficult decision for you, but this choice is of your own free will... and I cannot erase the memory given to you by my own will, so I can only keep you here..."
Oracle's attitude is actually very gentle. This being who has never shown his face and has only appeared as a possessor and host can obviously understand the pain of Althea, and there is even a sense of empathy in his words.
"Yes, this choice is of my own free will, but I will still be sad... No one will know, no one will remember, no one will come here, and no one will even grow old or die... I have even forgotten how long I have lived here."
Althea's purple eyes shed tears again.
"Althea, I have always been in such loneliness... I am immortal but can never appear in front of anyone..."
Oracle seems to be able to understand Althea's mood. "Maybe I should let Kualis understand your emotions... However, poor Kualis still cannot understand these, and it has always been at a loss for your sadness."
A warm and familiar feeling also appeared in Althea's mind, and Oracle entered her consciousness.
The surrounding stone walls began to fade away, and her eyes gradually fell into darkness.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already morning.
The storm has gone away, the torch in the hall has been extinguished, and the bright sunshine has dispersed all the shadows and the pain in Althea's heart.
The air smelled fresh and clean, which meant it was still drizzling outside.
Kualis folded his wings and put his forearms on his knees, sleeping among the dazzling sapphires on the ground.
"I am now going to release Kualis's consciousness. Please treat it gently. It is in deep distress now."
Oracle said.
"Why is it distressed? What are these things?"
Althea looked at the little dragon possessed by Oracle, feeling a little confused.
She pointed to the shining blue gems scattered in the hall like stars.
"Ordinary dragons, even the smarter water dragons, cannot feel the emotions of elves. Their needs are very simple, and they lack the same emotional expression as your people. But I made Kualis feel your sorrow, Althea, these are the tears that Kualis shed when he felt your pain..."
Oracle seems to be very patient. A being who has been facing almost endless loneliness is naturally very patient.
"But dragons cannot feel sadness, nor can they shed tears..."
Althea is still confused.
"There is a huge difference between not being able and being unable, Althea. At least last night, this little dragon did it. Just like you... Noldo Elves can't use magic, but that doesn't mean it can't use magic."
Oracle seems to be hinting at something. "But... Kualis will undoubtedly be sulky when he wakes up, so hurry up and collect these scattered Dragon Tear. I believe these things will come in handy one day."
This is what Li Ang remembered when he saw the game screen on the monitor in the crystal ball.
I don't know why, but Li Ang's memory has become very good at this time, and he can even recall the concept of the game that he only glanced at once.
Of course, this is the reason why Dragon Tear was born, and most players always have to take a look.
But it's incredible to remember it so clearly, as if it's right before your eyes again.
Perhaps, this is because my memory has been searched by that little dragon?
So all the things that stuck deep in his memory were dug out?
Li Ang can certainly realize the meaning of the picture on the crystal ball. It is obviously the picture deep in his memory.
But now, Li Ang feels that the role of Dragon Tear should not be to exchange for drugs like Elixir of Immortality, nor to obtain the support of Nuoduo's troops...
Dragon Tear, probably used to save lives and get in touch.
Because Althea's sadness should come from the suffering, loneliness, and... being forgotten by the tribe.
Since Dragon Tear was created because the little dragon named Kualis felt the sadness of Althea under the influence of Oracle, then Dragon Tear should naturally It is related to these attributes - so he would be seen by Althea at that time. Xiaolong's tears themselves were to bring Althea a connection with his tribe and to relieve Althea's pain, not for other people.
At the same time, when he 'saw' the little dragon in his consciousness, Althea said, 'That is indeed the bloodline of Avadain';
The little dragon also said, 'This guy obviously doesn't look like an elf'...
Of course, the tears shed by a dragon possessed by a god must have powerful divine power, which may allow a person to quickly recover from any injuries, and even gain some special abilities.
But the use of this divine power must be conditional - this is an item created due to Althea's sorrow, and it must be Noldo Elves who has the same bloodline as Althea to activate it.
If it has nothing to do with Althea's bloodline, I'm afraid Dragon Tear will bring suffering, loneliness and forgetfulness...
Just like Alaric, he fell into endless memories, causing pain and madness, and could only use alcohol to anesthetize himself.
The Elixir of Immortality that Alaric drank may indeed be made from Dragon Tear.
But Alaric is just an ordinary human being. He does not have the bloodline of Althea. Dragon Tear can only induce memories and sadness for him. If he does not die from this, he is already determined and strong...
After King Ulrich fell ill, he searched everywhere for the blood of a Noldor noble girl. It seems that the information Madam Philina got was completely correct. Three Prophets did not deceive Ulrich. He really needed the blood of a Noldor noble girl to make life-saving medicine.
Perhaps, the king also got Dragon Tear, and there was a high probability that it came from Three Prophets - he originally sent Ryman to take away Three Prophets, and then released Three Prophets...
Obviously, the deal Three Prophets reached with the king was to exchange Dragon Tear for freedom, and it did give the king a real treatment method.
--If Dragon Tear is activated with the same bloodline as Althea, Dragon Tear can probably heal everything and even give people some elf attributes.
Such as longevity.
The reason why the emphasis is on the 'blood of a Noldor noble girl' is probably because Althea is also a girl herself, and will be closer to Althea's own attributes - Althea had only one little dragon with her on that island, and no matter how old she was, she could only be a girl for the rest of her life.
Therefore, the only one who has the same bloodline as her is probably the first generation Noldo Elves King Avadain.
Althea is obviously the twin sister of Avadain, and has exactly the same bloodline as Avadain, so only the descendants of Avadain can activate Dragon Tear.
However, the current Noldor don't seem to realize this - they feel that Dragon Tear is very kind and will always actively collect Dragon Tear, but they have always only used Dragon Tear as a source of magic power.
And its biggest role is to maintain the operation of the invisible magic circle in Alaclay City.
They do not remember Althea. Even in the history of the Noldor, there is no record of Althea at all.
But Althea still protects the Noldor in her own way.
Li Ang feels that the reason why the invisible magic circle in Alaclay city requires the blood of Elf King is probably not because blood is required to draw the runes, but that Dragon Tear needs the blood of Avadain.
Therefore, a human like himself would probably not be able to use Dragon Tear to heal his injuries, and he might even die suddenly because of it - when Li Ang was first injured, the Dragon Tear fragments embedded themselves in the wound and quickly caused him to fall into a coma, and he almost died.
Li Ang does not have the bloodline of Avadain. His Noldor bloodline only comes from Madigan, several generations apart.
Madigan is just the adopted son of Felgornsal, not his biological son. Like Lord Aldarian, he does not have the blood of Elf King.
But the blood spattered from Wendy's wrist fell into Li Ang's wound.
Wendy is a pure purple pupil, and she is the direct descendant of Avadain. It is her blood that allowed Li Ang to obtain benefits that were originally impossible to obtain.
Li Ang can now feel the vigorous power coming from his body. This is definitely not the power he had before the injury.
I just don't know what King Ulrich used to 'prepare' the medicine. Li Ang rescued Wendy in time, so the king should not have been able to obtain the blood of the Noldor with the bloodline of Elf King...
It's a pity that I can't see my own attributes, and I don't know how much they have been enhanced.
Now, not only has the injury recovered, but the heart rate has also become very slow. Perhaps this is a characteristic of the immortal race?
Li Ang decided to give it a try.
"Wendy, can I feel your heartbeat rate?"
The Lord Lord stretched out his claws towards Wendy.
"You you you...Li Ang... how are you going to feel?"
Wendy's face turned red again. The underage girl obviously did not expect that the lord's request would be so direct...
Noldo Elvess all have very good ears, and they all listen to the heartbeat directly.
But Li Ang definitely doesn't have that kind of hearing, and he stretched out his claws. What... is he trying to do?
Wendy said she was very nervous.
Want to run.
But his feet didn't move, and he was still biting his lip to make up his mind...
Then she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
But Li Ang just grabbed Wendy's hand and started to feel the pulse...
Wendy didn't know this kind of traditional Chinese medicine technology. She closed her eyes and kept biting her lips, her heart pounding...
Will he follow it and touch it to his heart?
If he touches me, should I beat him?
But Li Ang obviously didn't intend to do any other bad things. He just felt the pulse of Wendy quietly.
About forty times a minute.
It seems that the Noldor's heartbeat is indeed slower than that of humans... but not too much.
The heartbeat of this immortal race seems to be several times faster than mine? It seems that I made a wrong judgment?
Then I am indeed abnormal now? What should I do?
It seems like I need to lie down and recuperate, otherwise I might go into a coma due to lack of oxygen...
In fact... this is mainly because Wendy is extremely nervous, and the underage girl's heartbeat has been in a state of crazy acceleration...
Normally, it would probably be about a dozen times a minute...
But the lord obviously had some misunderstanding. He sighed, "Wendy, I seem to be sick... I think I have to lie down for a while..."
Wendy suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Li Ang with a sad face, he was a little confused - he was still thinking of teasing himself just now, but now he is sick?
Could this guy want to squeeze into the soft couch and lie down with him?
Are there so many tricks?
This is too bad! I am not yet a minor!
Well, at this moment, Wendy remembered that he was underage.
"Humph... So this is your true face! Then just lie down!"
Originally, Wendy thought she could make up her mind, but Li Ang went too far. She suddenly felt that she was no longer innocent. This was completely the behavior of a perverted pervert!
"Oops! What are you doing... don't hit...Wendy, I'm really sick... ahhh..."
The lord finally lay down on the soft couch in the carriage, but he lay down because he was beaten...Wendy's move was quite dark.