vrcanaries Chapter 426 Returning Home in Another Identity (Part 1)
Chapter 426 Returning Home in Another Identity (Part 1)
The oracle from the elven god was transmitted to the ears of every creature with elven blood through the power of time of Labelas.
At this moment, all the elves in the plane were extremely surprised.
The largest settlement of the Moon Elves had been devastated, but the news had not spread far enough that most elves were still unaware of it.
But what surprised them most was not this, but the apology from the Lord of the Elf God.
That's the Lord God... the creator of the entire race...
Look at the Orc God, he would always order his followers to start a war, and at least 200,000 to 300,000 people would die in one battle.
No orc god came out to say sorry.
Fortunately, now, because of the death of the main god, all the orcs with traditional beliefs have gone crazy.
Otherwise, there's no telling how unbalanced these muscular guys would be.
Alvin looked at Xiling, who had no expression on her face but was becoming increasingly red under the magical light - of course, Alvin's movements were very subtle.
Originally, Ivan thought that Corellon would not apologize so quickly.
After all, those who are used to being leaders are usually more face-saving.
However, he obviously underestimated the importance of the continuation of his race in Corellon's heart.
If you are willing to risk your life, why would you care about face?
Moreover, even on Blue Star, the real big shots are definitely not the kind of people who only care about superficial efforts. There is no point in fighting for face for a while.
After a long while, Xiling turned her gaze back to Ivan.
"it's over?"
"ended."
"How does it feel to have a main god apologize to you?"
Xiling turned her head away unhappily, gathered her things, and walked out.
No matter how wrong Corellon was, he was still her grandfather.
Ivan's teasing made Xiling feel a little unhappy.
Unfortunately, a certain young man from Blue Star who had no experience in love could not feel the resentment from the half-elf lady at all.
He followed behind persistently, asking questions non-stop.
……
The early morning at the Druid Station was exceptionally quiet.
Since the end of the attack by the fallen elves, there has been no fighting for the druids. Although they are still conducting defensive patrols in the same way as before, it is much easier than before.
Senna carried her small bag full of raspberries and skipped to the ecological farmland in the base.
The crops in these fields grew stronger after experiencing the baptism of winter snow, which made Senna extremely happy.
The black-scaled fish in the pond were also very active, splashing and playing near the shore.
Although a dozen black-scale fish are caught every day and made into delicious dishes, the reproduction rate of this creature is quite fast, and the output actually exceeds the consumption.
Looking at the already slightly crowded pond, Senna wondered whether she needed to clear out one or two more areas to provide more living space for these little guys.
"Teacher Senna!"
Several crisp voices sounded behind him. They were the group of little orcs who were learning from Senna.
These underage orcs are not the skinny ones with fleshless cheeks that they had when they first arrived at the druid station.
Not only did they all become agricultural druids specializing in plants, but they also grew a lot better with the nutritious meals they had been fed over the past few months.
Even the usually timid Luna has gained some flesh, and her exposed arms are full of the athletic lines unique to orc girls.
The other male orcs have already started to build up their muscles.
It probably won't be long before he grows into Tietou's muscular figure...
Senna suddenly felt a chill.
She quickly shook her head, trying to get rid of the terrible image that appeared in her mind.
But after a while, Senna's expression became a little strange.
"Huh? Where are the moon elves? Aren't they the most active group every day?"
Senna looked at the little orc in confusion.
At this time, outside the east gate of the Druid Station, almost all the Moon Elves in the station gathered together.
Tirian and Ariella were moving things onto a cart, while several moon elves kept waving their hands to stop them.
"That's enough, that's enough...
We can’t use so many supplies…”
Ariella gave a mischievous smile to the moon elf who was speaking.
“It’s not okay if you don’t prepare more!
I'm afraid there's nothing in the Elf Courtyard now, let alone food.
But that’s okay, maybe you’ll be back in two days!”
A thin figure walked up behind Ariella and tapped her lightly on the head.
As the temperature gradually rose, Philohil took off his heavy brown cloak and put on a light leather armor.
The slim fit makes her look even thinner.
Bol's best assistant and chief administrator of the Druid Order walked past the young couple Ariella and Tirian and approached the cart.
"What are you talking about!"
This moon elf, who had been promoted to a mid-level druid but secretly retained the assassin profession, roughly counted the carts and the number of people, then spoke to Ariella.
"We are going back to build the second base in the Haze Forest. How can we turn back when we encounter difficulties?"
She waved her hand, signaling the other moon elves to stop loading the truck, then turned her head and looked at the two annoying elves very seriously.
“As for you, after we leave, you and Tirian should not just hide in the tree house all day long.
We are so short of manpower all of a sudden, you guys need to help more..."
"Who is hiding in the tree house all day long..."
Ariella's face suddenly turned red, and the incredibly handsome male moon elf next to her started laughing foolishly.
Firohil raised his eyebrows. These two young people, don’t they know that the druid’s tree house is not soundproof at all…
“Okay, okay…Oh, by the way, where’s Lin Liya?
She just didn’t even come to the meeting on building the second base.”
"I don't know, but Sister Lin Liya said that she, like us, doesn't plan to return to the Elf Courtyard."
"Yeah……"
Philohil nodded, not surprised by the Elf Ranger's decision.
I'm afraid this taciturn ranger has found a path that suits him better.
"Okay, let's go!
I made a bet with Paul that we would transform the planting area of the Elf Courtyard into the same look as the one in the garrison within two months."
Ariella's eyes widened, and there was some heat around her eyes.
She was actually very worried in her heart, after all, Philohil and her moon elf companions were going back to the place they had escaped from with great difficulty.
And there, there is the culprit who caused the destruction of the Elf Courtyard.
After experiencing the decline of the Kingdom of God, Ariella actually had a lot of resentment towards the elven pantheon.