vrcanaries Chapter 425 Coexistence with Mortals
Chapter 425 Coexistence with Mortals
The entire druid settlement suddenly became bustling late at night.
Of course, it was not because of any battle, but because this group of druids who had never seen a huge dragon head gathered in Oak Square, looking at the hideous reptilian head with curiosity.
This head is so huge that several light balls suspended in the air can barely illuminate the entire dragon head.
"Pol! Pol! Get up!
Damn, how can you sleep so well? "
The white-robed skeleton knocked hard on Paul's oak door with the wooden stick in his hand.
"Your Highness Rillifane, what happened?"
The female knight Kayla appeared sleepily beside Rillifane. She lived next to Bol. The rapid knocks on the door did not wake up the owner, but woke up her neighbor instead.
“Ah! Lovita, you’re here too?
Don't ask me, just feel it carefully - use your divine power to feel it."
The painful girl, who had become accustomed to the identity of a human knight, looked at the white-robed skeleton in front of her with some confusion, but she still obediently began to sense her divine power.
There was no other way. Her way of leaving the star realm was smuggling. Divine power was something that became less as time went by. Even during this period of time, when she was fighting against the fallen elves, she had endured and did not use her limited divine power.
But there is a saying that goes, when facing a powerful being, the best way to get along with it is to be obedient.
So, the well-behaved and sensible Lovita exerted her divine power for less than half a second before she retracted it with a pale face.
"That, that is... an entire pantheon?"
The distressed girl looked at the east in horror, her face full of disbelief.
“It should be said that most of them… a small part of them were killed in the Star Realm by the Dragon God who wanted to restore his power.
Stop talking so much and help me wake up Paul!
How can this guy sleep so well? "
Lovita stretched out her hand expressionlessly and knocked on the oak door frame.
She hasn't recovered from the shock yet.
After knocking several times with no response, Loviata turned around and prepared to ask Rillifane if she needed to break down the door.
But only then did she realize that Rillifane had disappeared behind her, leaving only a ray of green light that had not yet dissipated on the grass he had just stepped on.
At the same time, on the north side of the haze forest, where it borders the frozen plain.
The frost giant settlement has changed a lot now.
The towering city walls, the neatly arranged wooden houses, and the Ancestral Hall which is almost completed and is almost identical to the building deep in the Spine of the World.
Unlike Bol, Alduin woke up from his sleep when Rillifane just teleported over.
This may also be because the ancestor of the Frost Giants is too old and sleeps too lightly.
Before Alduin could ask Rillifane what had happened that made him so anxious as if his ass was set on fire by the flames of hell;
The old skeleton took a quick step forward and grabbed Alduin's arm.
“Hurry up! Hurry up!
That bastard Nolisius found your head!"
"Nolisius? Which Nolisius?"
“Who else could it be?
The old one! The immortal one! "
"Oh - wait! What did he bring back?
My head?!!!
……
The halo of magic illuminated the hall in the tower. Alvin and Xiling were standing in front of a wooden sand table, carefully analyzing what would happen to these elven gods.
"As druids, we do need to consider the integration of new species into old environments...
But are we being too cautious?
"
Ivan's fingers tapped on the sand table, and his mind kept thinking about what kind of resources would be needed to feed this group of elven gods.
"The forest will produce the food they need, but I have a feeling, Ivan...
The coming of the Elf God to the world is probably not as simple as just consuming food."
Xiling stroked Lian's little head with one hand.
The little half-elf, who had been chattering all day, had fallen asleep on his sister's lap.
"what?"
Ivan looked up in confusion, then quickly understood.
Yes, the threat theory, this is something I came up with myself.
When a powerful force with unclear intentions and the potential to pose a threat to oneself appears around you, no one will entrust their safety to the goodness or evil of the other party.
"So, it all depends on what Corellon thinks... or rather, what he does."
At the top of the white tower, the spire that was once destroyed due to the sinking of the kingdom of God has been restored.
The elven god Corellon stood at the edge, looking at the scattered [Light Spells] used for lighting below.
The elven gods who had just fled to the main plane were not yet accustomed to the state of having their power suppressed.
They were fighting hunger and fatigue that they had not experienced in a long time, especially against a group of native gods like Corellon.
"The bodies of mortal creatures are really terrible...Except for Elohine...Well, when the Spider Queen Rose first went to the Underdark, I never thought that I needed to sleep."
La Bella, who had been standing behind him, moved closer in silence.
His divine power is not as strong as Corellon's. To be precise, Labelas himself is not a god known for his divine power, so the plane suppression he suffers from is much less than Corellon.
"Okay, forget about it. This is a stupid thing that I haven't figured out in 20,000 years."
Corellon had already seen Labelas's long wooden staff from the corner of his eye.
He slowly stood up and turned to look at the eternal observer of the elven pantheon.
"Let's get started, Labelas."
The silver-haired old elf nodded, and his white robe fluttered.
Strings of grayish-white energy, engraved with unknown runes, twisted together in mid-air.
"I really envy you. Even though your divine power is weak, you still have so much left..."
"Your Highness Corellon... the magic has been activated. Now all the elven blood owners in the entire plane can hear your voice..."
"Uh... ahem, why didn't you say so earlier..."
Corellon rolled his eyes, then his expression became extremely serious.
"I am of the Elven race, Corellon Majerri, the creator of the Elven pantheon...
Please do not panic, whether it is day or night where you are, you will hear my voice at this moment.
Before winter, I made a huge mistake.
I destroyed a large elven city with my own hands. I think the Moon Elves from the Elven Courtyard and some well-informed tribes have already known this news.
Although I would like to explain to you that we were under attack from foreign gods at the time;
And now, although we have achieved a short-term victory, the entire elven pantheon has fled from the astral kingdom and lost their homes in the kingdom.
But either way, it was a fatal mistake.
I am here, using the last bit of my divine power to send a message to all ethnic groups—
I, Corellon, the Lord of the Elven Gods, apologize to all the Moon Elves who died in the Elven Courtyard because of me."
Ivan, who was talking to Xiling, suddenly found that the beautiful half-elf opposite him was silent.
He looked at the other person's white chin and delicate cheeks.
Unfortunately, when his gaze wandered to Xiling's closed eyes, the half-elf suddenly opened his eyes.
"Has it started yet?"
Ivan quickly looked away and changed the subject awkwardly.
"here we go……"
Xiling's voice was very low, and in Ivan's peripheral vision, her fair chin turned a little red again.