Approaching closely, Colin had meant to carefully observe Tree's gaze, but almost involuntarily, he was drawn to the Ancient Tree of Life on the far left of the mural.
At the same time, a revered name quietly emerged in his heart—
"Anilasa!"
This was High Level Elf language, meaning the eternal mother tree that nurtures everything, also known as the Tree of Life.
The sudden influx of information startled Colin, causing him to take another look at the mural.
The Ancient Tree of Life in the mural was towering and majestic, entirely in the color of pure gold.
It was unclear what kind of pigment was used, but despite the extensive use of gold, it didn't seem tacky, nor was it a cold sacredness… but subtly revealed a hint of dazzling green, giving a sense of bursting vitality as if seeing it was to see life itself!
'Such a mural, for a Wizard specializing in the Elf Clan, is probably priceless!'
Colin carefully reached out to touch the mural, and immediately a warmth was transmitted.
Although the Ancient Tree of Life had always been worshipped by the Elf Clan as their eternal totem, it was not a cold Divine being, but a magical creation of nature!
The Elf Clan worshiped the Ancient Tree of Life, treating it as a mother, as a totem, not as a master…
Shifting his gaze, Colin moved his eyes to the base of the Ancient Tree of Life.
Beneath the Ancient Tree of Life, on either side of the trunk, stood two High Level Elves clad in gray and black armor with gold patterns.
'This armor is indeed similar to the one I'm wearing, but the differences are clear… The gold patterns are more lavish and bright, and the gray-black armor is more finely crafted.'
After carefully observing the armor of these two High Level Elves and comparing it with his own Elf Armor, Colin drew a conclusion.
He shook his head, his own Elf Armor, although already the most lavish and exquisite he had seen, paled in comparison to the armor in the mural, clearly inferior.
He continued to examine the mural.
In front of the two Trees, stood three High Level Elves in a triangular formation, looking up, dressed in lavish ceremonial robes.
'These must be the three kings of the High Level Elf Clan…' Colin realized.
The Ancient Tree of Life nurtured eight elves, with three kings presiding at the ceremony, a long-standing tradition.
If he remembered correctly, among the eight elves, only the Tree Elf had the honor of three kings' presence, affirming its status second only to the High Level Elf.
'However, usually in the external depictions of the Ancient Tree of Life nurturing elves, the three presiding kings are almost always blurred, even their genders indiscernible…
But in this mural, although their faces are still unclear, their genders and attire can already be distinguished!'
Realizing this, Colin was somewhat startled, but he did not ponder deeply, and continued to examine the mural.
The three presiding kings, now appeared to be two males and one female, with the queen standing at the forefront, while the other two kings were positioned slightly behind.
All were looking up at the tall Ancient Tree of Life.
There, the leaves of the Ancient Tree of Life, faintly revealing hints of green, were forming into the shapes of Tree Elves.
If not for the two armored Tree Elves beneath the Ancient Tree of Life and the indistinct forms of the three kings… then this would be the most common depiction of the Ancient Tree of Life nurturing elves.
But now… Colin withdrew his gaze, feeling faintly shocked.
'This Different Space… what exactly is it?' His eyes flickered.
A very bold conjecture subtly emerged in his mind.
Huh~
The wind howled, dark red winds filling his field of view, impossible to completely avoid even though he was inside the hollow of a tree.
Colin turned and looked around the quiet and desolate ritual hollow… his heart slightly sinking.
'No… not yet certain!' He collected his thoughts, shook his head, and continued to examine other murals.
After a short while, he had viewed every mural in the hollow.
In fact, he was familiar with the content of the other murals, which mostly narrated major events of the Tree Elf clan, such as the first appearance of Flower Elves.
Just like the mural he had just observed, the rest contained many more details than the versions circulated externally!
Colin paused at the stone platform in the hollow, frowning in thought.
Apart from the mural depicting the nurturing of Tree Elves, there was no sign of Tree in any of the other murals…
And just looking at the mural of the Tree Elves' nurturing didn't provide any useful information.
It only indicated that Tree might have a particularly special identity.
Besides, although his own Elf Armor was different from that depicted in the mural, he still felt that this armor was no simple matter… The pale golden barrier that had stopped impeding him might be related to it.
However, now with the wind still blowing, conditions were not favorable for testing.
After viewing the murals, Colin didn't bother with Nasi, who seemed to have fallen into deep thought at some point, and simply found a relatively clean corner to sit down.
The dark red wind kept blowing, its origin and destination unknown, only known to continuously blanket the view with a faint dark red, swiftly flowing as if it wanted to wash over the entire Different Space.
Colin quietly closed his eyes, no longer looking.
He had already been assaulted by the dark red wind, not completely unscathed… and his Magic Power was not abundant.
Although the winds here had already lessened considerably, surviving this storm was not going to be easy.
"Tree Elf… Flower Elf… Tree… Anilasa…"