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    Chapter 0367 Reborn A new day in the Dark Tribe is no different from the old one.  A gloomy atmosphere of death hung over the tribe, and the old people sat listlessly at the door of the thatched hut.  Some of them are only over two hundred years old. They should have been in the prime of life of the elves, but they are already stooped and in a daze, unable to even do heavy work.  The dark tribe that has lost the Moon Well is like an animal that has had its spine removed and cannot survive for long.  If the elves weren't good at gardening and refining medicine, I'm afraid the entire tribe would have been wiped off the map of the Elf Kingdom.  "Great Elder, this cannot continue. Please write to the other seven tribes for help, otherwise we will not be able to survive this year." Abidal, the official in charge of the health of the elves, begged the Great Elder.  The great elder was sitting cross-legged in the temple, drowsy.  It's not that he disrespects the compatriots in front of him, but his spirit can't sustain it for long.  Without the moon well water, his wisdom seems to have dried up, making it almost difficult to make keen judgments.  After a long time, the great elder seemed to wake up from a nightmare. He shook his head and said: "Other tribes also need water from the Moon Well. Their own well water is just enough, and we have already requested it once. No matter what, we must persist.  This year." "But" Abidal looked sad.  He wanted to say that many people in the tribe were already sitting back and waiting for death, but in the end he didn't say anything.  Yes, the Dark Tribe has been receiving help from other tribes for three hundred years.  But as each tribe develops and grows, their own moon well water is not enough, and there is less and less well water that can be used to help the dark tribe.  ¡°Once a year is the limit of what the Dark Tribe can do when they abandon their dignity.  If you really want to cause trouble to other tribes, you might as well die with dignity.  Abidal walked out of the great elder's room and sighed.  He felt that the organs in his body were aging and his energy was not as good as before, but he was only one hundred and twenty years old. Several children ran past the officials in a roar. Seeing their carefree appearance, Abidal  It's even more sad.  These children are still too young to understand the crisis of destruction facing the tribe.  In fact, twenty years ago, the Dark Tribe no longer instilled in children the idea of ??restoring the Moon Well.  The tribe will perish sooner or later. This is an irreversible situation.  This is what everyone is thinking, almost waiting for death.  In this case, why let the children live in worry?  Let them live happily for a hundred or two hundred years, or join other tribes when they grow up.  Abidal walked sadly in the tribe, and everything he saw was desolation.  All the young people with a little bit of ability have left, and there is only a dead air left here.  Suddenly, a figure came into Abidal's eyes.  That's Sauron, who just came back from Verona a few days ago.  In recent years, the only ones in the tribe who are willing to continue working for the Moon Well are Sauron and Bryant.  Sauron was standing on the edge of the moon well, staring blankly at the bottom of the well.  Abidal smiled bitterly. He knew without looking that the bottom of the well was still dry.  Moon Well has not received water for three hundred years. How could it suddenly recover?  By the way, wasn¡¯t Bryant that human who went to the Forest of Despair? Many days have passed without even a single message.  Perhaps they, like all the brave men in the past three hundred years, have been buried in that mysterious place?  I don¡¯t know why, but the corners of Abidal¡¯s eyes were a little moist.  He walked to Sauron and said softly: "Elder Sauron, stop looking, there will be no water. The fate of the tribe has been determined." A trace of pain flashed across Sauron's face, he shook his head and said: "  I don't believe that Aidi and Bryant will succeed this time. I have a premonition." "A premonition?" Abidal shook his head, "Premonitions are useless. What really determines us is fate. This is the fate of the dark tribe." "  I don't believe in destiny, and we are not chess pieces that can be manipulated casually. This time, Aidi will definitely make it happen," Sauron said resolutely.  Abidal didn¡¯t say anything. He thought Sauron had gone crazy.  What no one has been able to do in three hundred years, just that twenty-year-old human boy can restore the Moon Well?  Twenty years old, the elves are still children at the age of twenty. With a sigh, Abidal turned around and prepared to leave. He still had a lot of things to do, including organizing young and strong boys to collect food.  But what will happen to the tribe if these young men also age or leave?  Abidal doesn¡¯t dare to think about it anymore, so just live one day at a time.  Just as he took a step forward, Abidal suddenly heard a strange cry from Sauron behind him.  Sauron has always been steady, and rarely is he so surprised.??, Abidal looked back curiously and saw Sauron lying on the edge of the well, looking down.  "Elder Sauron, what are you doing?" Abidal said in surprise. He thought Sauron was disheartened and wanted to die.  "Come on, come on!" Sauron shouted loudly, "Come and listen, is there a sound?" "What sound is there?" Abidal walked to the well in confusion, and went down from the mouth of the well.  There is still dry soil inside, and there is probably no other movement except for mice digging holes.  "Listen carefully," Sauron blushed.  Abidal listened helplessly, but still heard nothing.  He felt that Sauron must be crazy. What kind of noise would there be?  "Can't you hear it? The sound of water flowing" Sauron danced excitedly.  "How is it possible? I didn't hear anything." Abidal said.  He thought to himself: Elder Sauron is crazy, I have to tell the great elder.  "Yes, yes, I won't hear you wrong." Sauron's voice became louder and louder, which had already alerted some other tribesmen to rush here, "This must be the credit of Aidi and Bryant, they saved the Moon Well" "Solan  Elder Lun, please stop talking nonsense. This is completely unfounded" Abidal saw that the tribesmen were alarmed and felt that Sauron was going a little too far.  Everyone's hearts are already dead, and irritating them with such lies will only add a pinch of salt to the scars.  But just when Abidal had just finished speaking half of his words and the rest of the sentence was still unspoken, he heard a "puff" sound from the bottom of the well, as if there was water coming out fiercely from somewhere.  "What's going on?" Abidal looked at the bottom of the well in surprise and was stunned.  A very thin but clear stream of water was spurting out from the long-dry water outlet, and sprinkled on the bottom of the dry well, giving the lifeless land a bit of life.  ¡°Well Water¡± Abidal couldn¡¯t believe his eyes.  The Moon Well, which had been dry for three hundred years, and many tribesmen had never seen a drop of water in their lives, actually had water again. In almost just a few seconds, the flow of water became larger and larger, and water began to accumulate at the bottom of the well.  .  Sauron shouted and laughed forgetfully, and Abidal also shed tears of joy.  More and more tribesmen gathered, and every elf was praising fate loudly, seeming to have forgotten that it was fate that put them in a desperate situation for three hundred years. The dark tribe has simply become a carnival ocean, full of wells.  The water level got higher and higher, and soon it reached the edge of the well, and then stopped.  The great elder scooped up a bowl of water with tears streaming down his face, took a sip and felt refreshed.  He raised the bowl high and said: "My fellow tribesmen, our dark tribe is saved." "Long live" all the elves cheered from the bottom of their hearts.  At this moment, Sauron suddenly frowned slightly and looked at the sky.  A small black dot appeared in the distant sky.  It seemed to be some huge flying creature, approaching the dark tribe at an extremely fast speed.  "What is that?" Sauron had an ominous premonition.  The Dark Tribe has just regained its new life, is it about to suffer another disaster?  The other elves also sensed the approaching danger. They all looked up at the black spot. The entire tribe of nearly a thousand elves fell into a deathly silence without even breathing a breath.  I don¡¯t know who was the first to shout out in surprise, breaking the torturous silence.  "That's the black dragon." It is indeed a black dragon. The black spot is very close. The black dragon's huge body appears completely in the sky, with its spread wings that cover the sky and the sun, and its dark and shiny scales.  , and that ferocious face.  Every elf trembled, and they could all see that the black dragon's target was the dark tribe. "It's over" Panic spread in the tribe, and the excitement just now was swept away, and everyone felt that a disaster was imminent.  Sauron racked his brains to think of a solution, but he didn¡¯t know what to do.  This is the home of the Dark Tribe. If I could give up, I would have left long ago.  But do we really want to fight the black dragon?  Such a terrifying monster can only rely on these more than a thousand old, weak, sick and disabled people?  No matter how he thought about it, Sauron felt that he was dead this time.  He thought with despair, could it be that fate really played a huge joke on the dark tribe, and just after giving them a little hope, they immediately crushed them and killed them?  The black dragon was getting closer and closer, and soon it came to the sky above the dark tribe. It flapped its wings like a show off, stirred up large tracts of dust, and slowly landed.  Everyone is watching the arrival of the black dragon blankly, not knowing what fate will bring.  As long as this behemoth opens its mouth and spits out a flame, the history of the Dark Tribe will probably come to an end.  Just when all the elves were disheartened, a voice sounded from the black dragon's back."Has the water in Great Elder Sauron and Elder Moon Well been restored?" Following the words, before the black dragon landed, a figure jumped off the black dragon's back.  That vigorous figure, who else could it be if he wasn't Bryant? "Bryant" everyone's eyes widened and they couldn't believe what they saw.  How could Bryant be on the back of the black dragon? What was going on?  Sauron also found it incredible, but when he saw another figure appearing on the back of the black dragon, he felt that everything was logical.  Ai Di stood on the back of the black dragon, with a lazy Hui Hui lying on his shoulders. He had a confident smile on his face, and the aura exuding from his body actually eclipsed the ferocity of the black dragon.  Sauron looked at Ai Di blankly, and said to himself in a voice that he could not hear: "He has become stronger again This guy is really a monster" bk
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