When we fought against the Moonwheel Capital, even the bravest warrior could only gasp in shock.
We had never underestimated the demon wave's destructive power, but we still discovered that we had underestimated its existence.
The originally beautiful and holy White Moon City in our information was now nothing more than a pile of broken bricks. The magical forest that had been filled with endless mysteries and dangers was now nothing more than a wasteland.
The Moonwheel Capital's five-layered city wall was now down to its final two layers. Not only were the commoners fighting for their lives, even the Empress and her ministers had brought their maids to the frontlines of the battle.
Red bloodstains could be seen everywhere between the broken city walls. The ground was dyed red, and the demons had long since devoured any minced meat.
In the periphery of the final shelter, there was nothing but densely packed demons and magical beasts of various colors.
The demons were driven by the Chaos Abyss to devour everything before them. Perhaps they would self-destruct after the demon wave reached its end, but before that, they would be an unstoppable flood.
We appeared together with a heavy snowfall. Heavy snow was falling from the sky … Although it was quite an artistic scene, the next instant, the violent ice elemental fluctuations seemed to turn on a full-screen mockery as everyone's gazes were focused on us.
What did it feel like to be stared at by a hundred people? What did it feel like to be stared at by a thousand people? What did it feel like to be stared at by hundreds of thousands or even millions of murderous gazes?
For an instant, the entire world stopped moving. But the next instant, everything came to life again. All the demons unhesitatingly stopped attacking the Moonwheel Capital and charged towards us.
The sky was filled with countless bees, while the ground was filled with an endless swarm of ants. Just looking at this would make one's scalp numb. Then, I felt despair when I thought about how each and every one of these demons was powerful and capable of madly self-destructing.
The demons on the ground actually started climbing each other, creating human ladders to attack us.
But right after that, an angry roar echoed throughout the sky.
"Anslo, stop them if you don't want the moon elves to be wiped out!"
That's right, I made arrangements in the Chaos Abyss. I had Elisa go to Anslo and have him stop Donatis in the middle of the demon wave. Anslo would be our meat shield … I meant personally saving the moon elves.
While it would indeed be quite difficult for a Main God to descend to the mortal plane, this was currently the time of the demon wave. The dimensional cracks would be completely opened up. I doubted that there would be anything on the other side of the Chaos Abyss that would stop a Chaos Main God from coming here.
All I did was have Eliza send a message to Anslo and point him in the right direction.
All Main God level existences were individuals that surpassed all common sense. I didn't know if the Elven Gods' death and the Moonwheel Capital's destruction would also cause Roland to perish. But seeing how Roland was willing to join the Chaos Abyss in order to protect the elves, it was obvious that he definitely wouldn't let go.
Was this a trap? Indeed, how could a Main God possibly win against the demon wave that was in despair and Donatis who was at the peak of his power?
It was still possible to defeat a Main God, but it was almost impossible to kill a Main God. Only in this kind of battlefield where one had to fight to the death could a Main God fall.
"Anslo, come out! Your people are waiting for you to save them! If you have the ability to rebel against the Gold Elves, then pretend that you didn't see it. The God King of the Elven Gods? All the Gods under your command have already perished, and the last of your believers are in a desperate situation. Do you have the ability to continue being a coward!? "
Harloys revealed a delighted smile as her voice filled with evil intentions echoed throughout the entire world. The number one person on her list of revenge targets was naturally the mastermind behind the Gold Elves' destruction — Main God Anslo.
I promised her that I would kill Anslo, so I did as I promised.
This was both revenge for history and hope for the future … Anslo had ruled the elves for far too long. If he didn't perish, not only would the Northlands elves be unable to peacefully belong to a new Main God Empire, they would definitely be punished by Anslo after the Holy War ended. Becoming a Main God's mortal enemy would be an endless source of trouble.
Besides, Cavendish hadn't chosen the wrong opponent. Anslo was also my mortal enemy.
"Since the elves are going to be saved, then Anslo must die."
Was this a scheme? Of course it was. But considering how Harloys had already made it obvious, inviting you into the trap seemed more like an open scheme … no, it seemed more like a trade.
If the moon elves were destined to be wiped out, Anslo might not necessarily come out to die with them. But now, I was giving you a chance to save the moon elves, but you had to risk your life against a powerful enemy. What would you choose?
Was this a chance to save the elves? Yes, as long as I blocked Netis and had enough time to complete Ice Aeon, perhaps the Main God level existences would be able to defend against my forbidden spell. However, the most troublesome Chaos War Slaves would definitely be completely annihilated. In that case, there would be a chance of survival.
But right now, Anslo had to face the elite Chaos Demon Lords, the furious Chaos War Gods, and countless Chaos War Slaves by himself, blocking their path to survival … Anslo was already injured to begin with. How many chances would he have of surviving? My forbidden spell didn't have eyes. Perhaps it wouldn't be able to kill a Main God, but it would definitely be able to land a killing blow.
And even if Anslo was lucky enough to survive … Although Aichy was large, there would be no place for Anslo if he betrayed the Order Faction and then betrayed the Chaos Faction right before the Holy War began.
If the scales of life and death were placed in front of Anslo for him to choose, what would he do? I was the venerated Elf Main God Anslo, the protector and protector of all elves, the supreme God of Radiant Light! The destroyer of the Elven Empire!
"Please save us, Elf Main God."
"Please save us, venerated and venerated Elf Main God."
Prayers could be heard from the Moonwheel Capital's final line of defense. My spies and the despairing elves were all chanting the Elf Main God's name, praying for the Elf Main God to appear once more.
The moon elf higher-ups all had rather grim expressions. The moon elf priests and other holy job class members were even cursing out loud. With the current situation before them, they naturally knew that this was a trap specifically targeted at the Elf Main God.
However …
Many priests knelt down and piously prayed for the Elf Main God to descend. That was because this was the Elven Gods' final land of faith. All the Elven Gods would perish if they lost the elves here.
"For the sake of the elves' faith and culture, please save us …"
Actually, the meaning behind these words would be easier to understand: "Lord Main God, please die so that we can survive."
"Save us. We still have a future." — "Anslo, please die."
"The glory of the elves still needs to continue. Our species can't perish here." — "Anslo, please die."
"Venerated Elf Main God, we believe that you'll definitely be able to destroy the demon wave before us." — "Please hurry up and die."
Of course Anslo would be able to hear the prayers of the Gods. The malicious curses mixed in with the seemingly sincere prayers were true poisons to Anslo.
"Mortals want to live, so they want the Gods to die … This scene is so moving that I'm about to cry tears of joy."
Unfortunately, right now, I could only share my joy with Harloys through our soul connection. Harloys was already hysterically excited through our soul connection.
"Yay, die, die, die, die …"
Alright then, it would be more appropriate to describe Anslo as insane. However, it was time to vent the hatred that had accumulated for tens of thousands of years.
What would Anslo do? What would he choose? Would he be a true Saint? Would he be a hypocrite? It would all be meaningless. He was already finished.
Anslo appeared and died. The old Elven Gods' backbone was broken. The other Main Gods wouldn't let go of such a fat piece of meat. They would allow Anslo to safely survive the Holy War. The Elven Gods were finished.
Since Anslo didn't appear, I unhesitatingly opened up the Land of Hades and had the forbidden spell on my airship activate there. Then, I turned around and ran. As for the moon elves who had a grudge against me, anyone could save them.
If Anslo didn't appear, I would definitely die here. Naturally, I would prioritize self-preservation. I could use this as an excuse to explain to the Northlands elves that I had tried my best, but I was sorry.
If a God Faction's God King didn't appear even after all his Follower Gods had perished and his believers were all dead … then he would be destined to "die." Not a single elf would ever believe in such a Guardian God again. Perhaps Anslo, who had the Divine Concept of Protector of all elves, would end up in a fate even worse than death.
Perhaps the elves would still be able to survive, but the Elven Gods were destined to die.
"Anslo, it's a dead end here. What will you choose? What can you choose!? "
The gigantic figure that appeared in the sky had a silent and fatigued expression. It seemed to indicate his choice.
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