Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Apocalypse Gacha
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Everlasting Immortal Firmament
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
I, The Dragon Overlord
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 212: Scrape All Of the Martial Arts Legacies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 705- King Ghost Kill
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 868 - Holy City Shaken
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 704- We do our own thing
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 755: The Cloud Ancestor
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 176 - One Against Five
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 211: A Sword to Curb All Means
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 393: The Rain That Year
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chapter 235.2: What Is the Strongest Human? Tactical Retreat (2)
Loser System and Berserker Me
Chapter 10: Augustus and the Sultana
Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms
Chapter 210: Trump Card
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 703- Nightmare Cannibal Body
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 155 - Dekan Doesn't Swindle Honest Folks
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chapter 154 - Mauleon's Wealth-Building Skills
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chapter 867 - Godlike Party
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 702- Tough battle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 754: Testing
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 175 - Spirited Away By A Skill
The palace of the Silver Moon Kingdom, with its walls crafted by entwining countless tree branches, was exquisite and beautiful. It sat in the middle of Silver Moon Lake, appearing as though it was held up by the sacred tree of the elven race. All throughout the year, it was embellished with colorful fruits instead of the precious metals used by human societies.
Poetic sagas of ancient elves were engraved on the wooden walls. That the beautiful carvings were made on wood instead of stone was a unique feature of elven artistic expression.
Occasionally, some gold and silver rocks could be seen in the emerald-green field, hinting at perhaps an ounce of worldly desires within the elves. As well as an understanding of the importance of wealth.
At the center of the exquisite palace, the elven queen stood elegantly on a high platform. The glittering sunlight passed through the gaps of the palace trees and shone on the throne behind the queen, as though countless doves of peace were holding olive branches, rising and flying up.
The queen wore a gorgeous floor-length dress. Her clothes were sewn from tree leaves, flowers, wooden thread and other vegetal materials. Despite lacking a trace of gold or silver, her robes gave off a timeless and profound atmosphere.
She had silver hair like the bright moon in the sky and was wearing a crown of braided flowers. Her tall figure was covered by her dress, but it still could not completely hide her lofty soft breasts and her willow-like waist. Although she stood there without moving, she still carried a hazy enticement. People could not help but want to peek at the delicate body hidden under her clothes, but Her Majesty carried a sense of solitude that made it hard for others to have blasphemous thoughts against her. They could only look at her from afar.
Carandia, in the elven language, means ‘moon’s whispers’. This was the Silver Moon Queen’s name and it resounded throughout the continent. Countless males desired only to peek at her face, but few ever had the fortune to do so.
The el
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