The branches swayed like elevators, spacious and swiftly rising high without any strong wind.
Unknown how high they had risen, the forest beneath their feet looked like a patch of grass before everyone reached the crown of the Tree of Life.
What appeared before their eyes stunned the group of Snow Wolves on the spot again.
On top of the Tree of Life, there were countless towering trees. Although not as exaggerated as the main body, they were almost equal to the trees in the forest below.
If one didn’t look carefully, they basically wouldn’t discover that these big trees were actually all branches of the Tree of Life.
There were even flat roads, even soil and hills; it was truly another world. Who dared to believe this was the canopy of a tree?
With a lifespan calculated in tens of thousands of years, the Treant’s size was indeed extraordinary. No wonder only this one remained; just a few more, and Treants would have occupied the entire continent.
"This is practically an ecological planet. Your dwelling place is too close to nature; it looks so comfortable!" Eric exclaimed in surprise.
Countless Elves moved back and forth among the canopy. Looking into the distance, one could also see many towering treehouses, and structures on the ground were not few either. Nature-loving Elves planted flowers and trees around their houses, sending forth a fragrant scent.
Flat roads, strange houses, and beautiful scenery. There were even pets kept by Elves around - either birds with colorful feathers or beasts with adorable appearances.
Many Elves saw Evan and Mirinda, stopped to greet them, and then went about their own business.
Passing by and seeing a group of Snow Wolves, with the two princes there, they wouldn’t have a harsh attitude. Moreover, Fanta and the others had greeted them before coming up just now. The Elves looked at the Snow Wolves with strange eyes, then hurried away.
Among them, there was no lack of disgusted looks, as well as scrutiny and evaluation, but at least not openly. Since Eric and everyone had arrived here, they were prepared in their hearts.
Because when Elves came to their tribe, they only received such treatment.
Fanta led a herd of flying horses over. These flying horses had extraordinary demeanors, and their quality was even better than Richard’s horse.
Evan reached out and led one of them; it must be his own horse, very intimate with Evan. It lowered its head and rubbed against his hand.
"This is my horse, Coca; its temperament is very gentle. Eric, you sit on it." He extended his hand to invite.
Mirinda stood by quietly observing, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes. One must know that previously, when he wanted to swap horses with Evan for a day, Evan wouldn’t agree.
Coca was raised by Evan from a young age and loved dearly; usually, he wouldn’t even let others touch it. Now Evan was being kind, inviting that Snow Wolf child to ride.
Eric didn’t know the inside story. If he didn’t walk on two legs here, someone else would carry him. It was his first time experiencing horse riding, and he was extremely excited.
Actually, besides flying horses, he also wanted to try what it felt like to ride an earth dragon. Who told the earth dragon’s image to look very much like the image in comics?
Seeing him happy, Max went along and helped him onto the horse’s back.
The others each chose a flying horse. These horses were well-trained and didn’t attack Beastmen, only their bodies were a bit stiff. Under Coca’s lead, they carried them inside.
Evan chose another one, walking beside Eric. Seeing his cheering and joyful appearance, gentle joy appeared in the depths of his eyes.
The speed of the flying horse was incomparable; the surrounding environment flashed by like a hurried picture, instantly making Eric recall the scene of taking the subway with advertisements flashing by on both sides, only the speed of this flying horse was even faster.
Ordinary people probably couldn’t sit on a flying horse; those without ability couldn’t even withstand the strong wind caused by the excessive speed.
The physique of Beastmen didn’t need discussing; Elves had barriers. Eric curiously tried to look at the scenery under his feet, marveling at the unique sight of this other world.
The Creator was truly magical; this giant tree and a planet were no different.
The ecological environment above was also extremely perfect. After all, according to Evan, this Treant had stood here for tens of thousands of years, and a complete ecological chain had long formed above.
Changes on the Earth’s surface over just a few thousand years were vast; how many oceans turned into land, and mountains turned into plains? It was not a small amount, otherwise, why would people lament the vicissitudes of time?
Witnessing such a magical creature with his own eyes, Eric just felt he couldn’t see enough. The worry from being at the Dragon race vanished; he waved his hands happily, exchanging words with his clan members.
Other warriors were steadier, but Kevin couldn’t resist standing up on the flying horse, not fearing a fall.
After a gallop, the flying horses descended from the sky. Ahead was the perimeter of the Royal Court, a no-fly zone.
The houses around here were denser; one look and you knew it was the "city center".
The speed of the flying horses slowed down, and Eric could see more clearly. Besides the treehouses Elves loved, there were many other houses.
Wealthy Elves used unknown materials; walls and roofs were not the usual blue-green but white. Under the sunlight, they reflected light, looking somewhat like marble from his past life, appearing even smoother.
Squads of serious-faced Elf guards were patrolling. Apart from appearance and strength, it looked like the lifestyle of a human town.
Eric was dazzled by countless Elf men and women with high beauty standards. In his view, if these Elves went to the entertainment industry of his past life, every single one would attract countless fans.
Modern times favored slender figures, and the Elf race fit this condition exactly - slender but not frail, with elegant but not stiff figures.
Max could now be said to understand Eric very well. helplessly guiding his horse closer, he grabbed Eric’s hand, declaring sovereignty.
Evan, who had been paying attention to Eric, glanced at this scene. His heart was a mess, and his eyes were somewhat dim.
Mirinda witnessed the whole thing, sighing softly, almost inaudibly.
The Royal Court was massive in scale. From a distance, Eric saw large building complexes and majestic castles; an imposing aura rushed towards them.
Guards were already waiting at the exquisitely carved main gate. They had seen the princes’ group early on. The Elf King and Queen had been worrying about the two princes just now.
Guards led the flying horses to the stables and sent someone ahead to report the news to the Elf King.
Eric felt this trip was not in vain; who wouldn’t want to see where Elves lived?