vrcanaries Chapter 438 The Source of the Curse
Chapter 438 The Source of the Curse
Mith looked around, shocked.
This place looks like a crater that is about to erupt, or like the tree hole of a towering ancient tree.
In the huge deep pit under their feet, golden liquid like magma was rolling, shining brightly.
Mis couldn't help but take a step back, away from the "crater".
He was sure that this place was still inside the World Tree, but it was an area he had never discovered before.
Even if I use the power of the world to explore, I have never seen such a place.
Miss guessed that this was probably a hidden map that could only be opened by successive Elf Kings.
The Elf King was very familiar with this place. He took a bold step forward and stood on the edge of the pit.
A piece of gravel under her feet slipped and turned into powder in the air before falling into the golden "magma".
"This is where the World Tree is most vibrant. It is also where the power of the world is generated and stored. Only the Elf King can come here."
After hearing the Elf King's explanation, Miss felt that the golden "magma" and his own magic seemed to be attracting each other.
"Is this what the world power looks like?"
The Elf King went on to say: “The world power we use, including the power of faith, all originates from here.
Once the world power here is completely exhausted, the World Tree will wither and die.
So, no matter what happens, we must ensure that this place does not dry up.”
The more Mis listened, the more strange it seemed to him. He didn't think it was necessary for him to know these things.
The tone of the Elf King's speech was like an old employee handing over work to a new employee.
Thinking back to the unreasonable things before, Mis realized something.
He suddenly interrupted the Elf King's explanation, his eyes fixed on the other's eyes.
"The curse on the Long-eared Tribe was not set by you."
The Elf King Hestis's voice suddenly stopped. Her eyes trembled and she seemed to be hesitant to speak, obviously feeling guilty.
Mis captured her emotion at that moment.
"Hestis said that you hate humans, so you don't want your own people to help humans. I don't agree with that."
"If you really don't like humans, or even hate them, then just target them. Why would you attack your own people?"
"And you know that I am also a human, but you still blessed me with the power of the world. Right? We met once in the maze."
He had always felt that the Elf King's appearance was somewhat familiar, and it was not just as simple as his resemblance to Hestice.
"The first time we met should have been in the Fioste Labyrinth, right?"
After passing through the Fioste Labyrinth, Miss only remembered that he had gained the power of the world, but lost a small part of his memory.
Now that I think about it, it must have been wiped out by the Elf King in front of me.
After hearing what Miss said, the Elf King tilted his head again.
"No..." She whispered, her voice getting smaller and smaller, "...Yes, you are right, that was our first meeting."
After receiving a positive answer, Mis became more convinced of his idea.
"That's right. You, as you are, would not bring such a vicious curse upon your people, not to mention that Hestis is another you."
Cursing yourself is too cruel.
The Elf King lowered his head silently, looking at the gold below in silence for a long time.
"You guessed right, the curse was definitely not set by me..."
Miss touched his chin and thought: "So who is the one who cursed the Long-eared Tribe, Galantheni? She probably isn't qualified enough...
The previous Elf King? Probably not...
Who else can bypass the Elf King and curse the Long-eared Tribe directly?"
The Elf King Hestice interrupted his thoughts and said, "It's the World Tree."
Mis's expression froze for a moment, his face full of disbelief.
"world Tree?"
The Long-eared Tribe is a race born from the World Tree, also known as elves.
The World Tree is considered the mother of the elves.
A mother curses her child?
He could never have imagined that the truth would be like this.
"Why?" Miss was puzzled.
The Elf King's back looked somewhat lonely, and his tone seemed full of guilt.
"Because I shared the power of the world with the human race, the essence of the World Tree was over-consumed."
Mis suddenly realized, "The power of faith?"
All human beings who truly believe in the Woman of Life can obtain the power of faith.
The source of the power of faith is obviously the golden "magma" in front of them.
"Yes."
When the demons invaded this continent a thousand years ago, the power of faith first appeared.
The Elf King Hestis didn't want to see the human race perish, so she felt compassion.
Since then, more and more people have been able to use the power of faith.
There is only one world tree left on this continent, and the original power stored in it is not much.
After the consumption increased, it didn't take long for the World Tree itself to be affected. The entire crown withered without a single leaf left, and even the surrounding environment gradually deteriorated.
The World Tree cannot interfere with the human race and can only curse the long-eared people.
By absorbing the vitality of the long-eared people, he can restore his own essence.
"I am the culprit who caused my people to be cursed."
The Elf King's words made Miss fall into deep thought.
"So, as long as you can close the channel for the transmission of the power of faith, you can greatly reduce the consumption of the World Tree's origin, and then the curse will naturally disappear, right?"
The Elf King nodded, then shook his head, "That's true, but it's not easy to close the transmission channel of the power of faith..."
Mis thought for a moment and said firmly, "You said you would fulfill my wish, which means you are confident that you can close the channel."
The Elf King kept looking down, "Of course I have confidence, but..."
Halfway through her words, her voice stopped again.
"Just what?" Missy was puzzled.
The Elf King's back trembled slightly, "Nothing..."
Miss was confused and increasingly unable to understand what the goddess was thinking.
"You're a little strange. I always feel like you have something else to say."
"No, you're wrong..." The Elf King paused and changed the subject, "Miss, do you want me to take back the right to use the power of faith?"
Mis knew this question was difficult to answer, but he didn't care.
"I don't care about the power of faith, and I don't care about other people. I only know that you will help me save Hestis, that's all."
Losing the power of faith is indeed a big blow to the human race.
But the power of faith itself is not something that belongs to humans.
Even if the Elf King does not take it back now, the power of faith will still disappear when she steps down and the new Elf King appears.
After all, the goddess they worshipped is no longer here.
Hearing Miss's reply, the Elf King suddenly chuckled twice, turned around slowly, his watery eyes full of affection.
"You haven't changed. You've always been like this."