[Hobbit+HP] The truth of elves

Chapter 159

Hardion actually noticed Lucius' abnormality at this moment.

However, the elf guards always work around the elf king.The moment he hesitated whether to follow or stop, the sorcerer turned around and started walking as normal.

The commander of the imperial guards didn't seem to notice anything wrong, but he couldn't help feeling a sudden in his heart.

Because this time he didn't intentionally keep the half-step distance again, when Lucius stepped into the observation tower two steps behind Galian, Thranduil was already standing on the edge of the fence.

Originally, Galian chose to follow in the footsteps of the Elf King to say something.He wanted to change Thranduil's mind about letting Lucius go.

However, when Lucius walked into the watchtower, he found that the elf chief was standing by the porch five steps behind the elf king.

Following Galian's line of sight, Hadien, who stepped in after Lucius, froze at the same time.

With one hand resting on the fence, Thranduil leaned on it and watched.

In front of him, under the platform was a banquet that had already created a slightly drunken atmosphere under the stimulation of alcohol.Above the forest skyline, there is a bright starry sky that is still shining brightly above the impact of fireworks.

The jumping firelight and the brilliant starlight merged strangely on the background curtain of Thranduil, as if outlining a bright curtain of light, wrapping around the body of the Elven King.The beauty that should not exist in this world together builds the most magnificent diadem that floats above Thranduil's soul.

Lucius looked up, his eyes were bright.

The bustling floating world, this gorgeous and almost sacred scene made Galian almost have the urge to worship.

Seeing the trance of worship appearing on Galian's face, Lucius suddenly felt a prick in his heart.

The beautiful music and sparks of the banquet fluttered, and the indistinct changes in light and darkness formed, like a breathing lifeline, leading the Elf King at one end and the world at the other end.

In Lucius' eyes, the extremely beautiful lifelines were like vigorously sprouting branches, they were entwined with the brilliance around Thranduil, growing, but lingering, and flourishing bit by bit.

The attachment of the elves to the Elven King is like a breathing rhythm that will never disappear in this world. Even though Thranduil finally gave way to the stage for Legolas, he still followed him like a shadow.

It was clearly a suffocatingly beautiful picture scroll, but Lucius' eyes were overwhelmed by the shadow that suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, and it hurt.The invisible fire that suddenly rose enveloped his standing upright body, and also engulfed his voice.

In the darkness, these bright lines representing the most vigorous vitality converged into an astonishing light cluster at Thranduil's position, attracting the desire for destruction in Lucius' heart, ready to move.

An ironic version of the inversion of the boundary between darkness and light, the extreme brightness of the dark realm tightly adheres to the extreme darkness of the light realm.The clearest double line tore the two worlds apart.

"Standing on top of all this prosperity, you are breathtakingly beautiful. Time is obviously passing by, but you are always frozen here by this prosperity. Their world is constantly sprouting, growing, and shining brightly and dazzlingly. Your own vitality. And you stand quietly on top of all these, and you are deeply buried under all the beauty. The more brilliant these light spots and splendor extending upward, the deeper the reverse rope will penetrate into your soul. Just like the ever-growing root system, it entangles you tightly here, unable to move. The only thing you can do is to smile, guard, and wait for the time that stimulates this vitality to slowly consume you until you slowly become It doesn’t exist, and then disappears into nothingness when no one notices. Maybe people are still praising your greatness one moment, but in the next second, it seems that all the memories about you have been pulled out of their minds, and they are confused. Eyes finally sank in the boundless bustling noise."

The sound of crossing the border was so cold that Lucius narrowed his eyes: "But I don't want to be an intoxicated bystander of this beauty at all. In fact, every time I see you like this, I can't help but feel like A desire to destroy, burn and imprison you with the bottomless darkness, but also everything you cherish."

"Lucius!" Galian yelled in shock, and suddenly felt an aura emanating from Lucius that made his whole body shudder.

The gloomy breath finally condensed into a strange smile, Lucius hooked a captivating smile, and his tone suddenly became soft like a devil reaching out to seduce the most seductive: "Have you ever thought that the day they don't need you will be so sweet?" How is it?"

The terrified head of the elves and the chief of the guards competed to deny the world outlined in Lucius' words and prevent the elf king from looking back.But they were blocked by an unknown force, their mouths and noses were blocked, their bodies were bound, and they couldn't make any sound or move.

Thranduil finally turned his face sideways, and his unafraid gaze stepped into Lucius' bottomless field of vision, stepping into the soul of the devil.

The Elf King showed a bright smile that had never been seen before, so bright that it was like a scene that was not allowed to exist in this world.

Lucius was blinded by the brilliance of the moment, but suddenly felt that there was a bond that passed through the light curtain that separated the whole world as if there was nothing, and wrapped around his fingertips quietly.

"Hmm." He replied softly.

The sharpness accumulated by accumulating all the strength is obviously indestructible, but in the end it collapsed in an instant.

At this moment, Thranduil's vast state of mind overwhelmed Lucius' past and present various unwillingness.

He finally found that his agitation, temptation, stubbornness and confrontation could not shake Thranduil's unbreakable belief in the end.

All along, he refused to wait passively, so he calculated carefully.

It was his wishful thinking waiting for an opportunity, and it was also his own grief, anger and anger.

But in the end, what can be designed, at least there will be no love.

In fact, there was no so-called final tenderness from the beginning.

Lucius was obsessed with Thranduil's attitude, but he was actually caught in his own indecision.

The more you wait, the more helpless you will be.

Now, only you need to be firm, and only the other party needs to decide.

"Before I leave, I actually prepared a gift for you." The wizard passed over the two elves who were still terrified, with the least smile and anger on his face.

"I once asked myself, if your existence is the unfailing confidence in the hearts of the elves, then where is your belief rooted?" Lucius stood beside Thranduil, on the edge of the watchtower, " The existence that has disappeared for too long is destined to be hard to find, and I just added the scattered information I saw from Rivendell to the incomplete blueprint..."

"What blueprint?" The Elf King was stunned for a moment.

"A world that cannot be guaranteed to be restored," the raised wand finally pointed to the bonfire in the center of the venue: "I hope it can give you a little motivation to persevere."

The quietly burning bonfire suddenly exploded, and the blazing fire screamed.

The accident, which was too late to extinguish, suddenly shrank again, and suddenly fell into the dark center of the banquet, spewing out continuous torches.In a little bit of purple smoke, the starry sky is lit up.

The light spots float, like a dream.

Lucius raised his wrist, bringing out a burst of colored light.

The diffuse starry sky finally slides like the ink brought by the brush, gradually turning into a seed, rotating and converging, and then taking root and sprouting. Green leaves, vines, towering trees, and the golden city grow naturally from the inside out, shining like stars.The world that had vanished was born again at this moment, until Melian's girdle crowned it in splendor.

The elf looking up at the sky slowly lost his eyes, and finally knocked over his desk before the picture was frozen, and the throbbing that shocked the soul was transmitted at this moment.There are very few Sindar elves who have survived in this kingdom so far, but this does not prevent them from recognizing their true spiritual beliefs: "Mennegroth! This is a miracle!"

Lucius finished the last stroke, put away his wand, and let the picture of light and dark breathing slowly be blown away by the breeze.

Lucius smiled as the last ballasted thought came to fruition.

If he did this, he would be worthy of the step by step that a Malfoy should have.The rest of the things are no longer tied.

"If this is the place you've always yearned for, then I'll give it to you tonight." Pointing his finger at the world that had become illusory again, Lucius looked back at Thranduil.

He wanted to see his lighted eyes, but he bumped into a deep affection unsuspectingly.

Long before the dream city was completed, Thranduil's shining gaze had already been firmly locked on Lucius' side face.

If the City of Longing had been replaced, what he would dream of would not be the farewell yesterday.

Leaning down and approaching, Thranduy raised his hands to hold the touching face so close in front of him.

The contact of the lips was extremely soft and warm, and all thoughts and the flow of air stagnated.

It is clearly a completely strange feeling, but it is as beautiful as a reunion that spans all time.

After Lucius reacted, he backed away subconsciously, but Thranduil grabbed the hand of rejection.

The temperature gradually merged with the intertwined fingertips.

The interval after a shallow kiss seemed to have passed a thousand years.

Lucius raised his eyes with firm eyes: "I won't stay here."

Gujing Bubo's sentence suddenly touched the deepest sinking in his eyes.

Thranduy's answer was to wrap Lucius in his arms completely, deepening the kiss.