Calan Continent, Central Mountain Range.
The main temple of the God of the Elves.
It was a peaceful and beautiful morning.
The bright red sun had just revealed a corner of the horizon, and the thin forest fog had yet to completely disperse.
Some pious elves were barefooted with their hair down, picking leaves and rolling them into cups to catch the sweet dew falling from the branches.
This would be their first gift to the great God of the Elves that day.
However, just as they were happily doing this, a powerful wave of consciousness suddenly erupted from the main shrine of the God of Elves in the distance. It was so powerful that it covered the sky and covered the earth. The moment this consciousness forcibly descended upon the main temple, the entire central mountain range erupted with blinding golden light.
Under the golden light, a beautiful female elf with a body of thousands of meters tall appeared in the sky above the main temple of the God of the Elves. She looked to the southwest and let out an angry roar.
It's … It's the Elven Goddess Sylvia!
The great Elven Goddess Sylvia has descended!
After a moment of shock, all the forest elves who witnessed this scene immediately realized that this sacred and beautiful elf shadow was the main temple of the elves that they had prayed to countless times.
In the forest, among the flowers, on the branches of the ancient trees, in the treehouses … All the forest elves put down what they were doing and knelt before Sylvia's divine will.
In an instant, elven hymns of different styles and intonations, but all of them were filled with praise and prayers. The hymns gradually converged into a strange, powerful force that infused into the towering divine silhouette above the main shrine.
The Elven Goddess Sylvia suppressed her anger and bent over to look at the thousands of faith nodes that lit up one after another in the Central Mountain Range. She thought for a moment, and then the shadow dissipated into specks of golden light that merged into the tall statue in the main temple.
With a flick of her finger, under the devout prayers of the many priests in the temple, the huge statue that was five meters tall and made of the rarest magic metal opened its eyes and came to life.
"Lara, what's happening on the west coast of the Calan Continent recently?" The statue's gaze quickly fell on Lara, the Elven Priestess who was kneeling at the front.
"Great Elven Goddess Sylvia, a new Witch Calamity has begun!"
"Oh? We've already taught those evil witches a lesson last time. Do they still dare to invade the Calan Continent? "the statue asked doubtfully.
In her beautiful round eyes, one could vaguely see the lightning and thunder before the storm.
"No …" Priestess Lara hesitated, not knowing how to explain the information she knew to the goddess. "The scale of the Witch Disaster this time is much smaller than before. Those evil witches seem to have focused their main force on the Farn Continent. I heard that they have already invaded the Black River Valley and wiped out the Guztans who were entrenched there. They are currently fighting with the allied human forces near Thunder Mountain. The specifics of the battle have not been reported back yet … "
"So who are those people near our coastline?"
"According to the information we've gathered, a coalition of witches has come to the Calan Continent, and the main force is still those evil Pale Witches. But this time, it seems that the Dark Witch and the Destiny Witch are also cooperating with the Pale Witch. Their main forces are currently entrenched in the Echo Islands and are confronting our allied forces. There isn't much intense fighting … "
"The Echo Islands are on the southeast coast. I want to know what happened on the southwest coast. Why are my believers being tortured and killed there … "
Southwest coast? His followers were tortured to death?
These heavy pieces of information exploded like a silent bomb, causing Lara and the other Divine Temple Priests to feel dizzy and confused.
As the representative of the Elf God in the mortal world, it was the basic duty of the Temple Priest to manage the flock of sheep for the God. Although the Elf Queen's authority was great, she still had to behave humbly in front of the Temple Priest.
After all, the divine decrees of the gods could only be delivered through the mouths of the priests.
Because of their high status, the priests of the Temple of Light would be involved in all matters in the Elven Kingdom, big or small, as long as it was related to faith and believers.
But today, the Lord God was enraged and had even personally sent down a Divine Will incarnation, but the group of Temple Priests knew nothing about what the Lord God was concerned about. No matter what, this was a dereliction of duty!
As the Temple Priests looked at each other, wondering what had happened on the southwest coast of the Calan Continent, an elf girl kneeling in the corner of the temple raised her head and said in a low voice, "Great Lord Sylsa, I might know something about the southwest coast …"
The goddess statue's gaze instantly swept over them.
One look at his attire and it was obvious that he was an apprentice priest who had just been selected from a local shrine to join the main shrine.
"What's your name?" The goddess showed a gentle smile. "Tell me, what do you know?"
"Master Overlord, my name is Melissa from Sky Water City. It's close to the west coast, and I have a friend, a Silver Pegasus Knight. He was seriously injured at the frontline and just returned to the central mountain. I learned about the southwest coast from him … "
"What did he say?"
"He said that the most dangerous thing about the Witch Disaster is not the Pale Witches, but a group of strange troops that split from the Pale Witches. They have a giant metal airship that can fly high above the clouds, and they can appear in any corner of the Calan Continent at will. Their numbers and strength were not too great, but they were unusually agile and mobile. Recently, many villages on the west coast and south coast have been attacked by them, and the number of brothers and sisters captured is hard to count … "
Metal airship? Witch troops?
The goddess pondered for a while and finally spoke again.
"Call your friend into the temple. I want to know more about the situation there. Alright, you can all leave now! "
Under her command, the priests immediately withdrew from the temple in fear and trepidation.
When the goddess was the only one left in the temple, she turned around and looked at a corner of the temple area, a trace of confusion in her eyes.
"Why did Miwei send a clone down? Did something happen to her?"
With just a thought, the divine will attached to the statue instantly arrived at the main temple of the Goddess of Moonlight.
In the main temple of the Goddess of Moonlight, Miwei's clone was meditating with her eyes closed. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the main temple of the Goddess of Elves. After a while, Miwei suddenly bowed slightly and greeted with a sweet voice, "Welcome, great Lady Sylsa!"
The next moment, a hazy shadow appeared in her temple, and then revealed Sylsa's sacred and beautiful face and body.
"Sister Miwei, you are too polite!"
Sylsa had only sent a divine will clone, but under the constant attention of the main body, this divine will clone was actually no different from her original body. Thus, even if Miwei was in her main temple, she still had to treat her with respect.
Sylsa stepped forward and pulled Miwei to sit down peacefully on the two flower chairs that quietly floated in the center of the temple.
"Sister Miwei, this time I sent my divine will because of some matters on the southwest coast. I wonder why you sent a doppelganger here? " They were all from the same Elven Divine System, so she naturally didn't hold back when speaking. So, Sylsa asked directly.
A bitter smile appeared on Mi Wei's face.
"I had no choice but to send a clone. My only god's messenger was killed by a group of outsiders a few days ago! "
As members of the elven divine system, these elven gods were close partners, and at the same time, they also had a relationship of open and secret competition.
As the main god of the elves, Sylsa naturally had nothing to worry about. Almost all the forest elves were her believers. Even the devout believers of the other elven gods were basically her shallow believers.
But she did not need to worry about the amount of power of faith, which the other elven gods obviously could not do.
Although these elven gods usually had a harmonious relationship, and in private they were also very harmonious, when it came to matters concerning believers, they would not give in an inch.
After all, the number of believers and the degree of faith directly affected the level of the god's divine power!
Unpopular gods like them had very few believers to begin with, and even fewer could reach the level of devout believers. Under such circumstances, it would often take hundreds or even thousands of years of hard work to train a god's messenger to become a fanatic believer.
Sylsa, on the other hand, had as many as three or four god's messengers under her command. Even if one of them died, it would not affect the development of the temple.
Thus, after the death of the only god's messenger of the Moonlight Temple, Miwei, in order to prevent her believers from losing faith, had to send a clone even at the cost of continuous divine power.
But this way, most of the power of faith that the temple gathered every day had to be supplied to the clone in order to maintain her consumption in the Faern Plane. This way, the power of faith that could be supplied to the divine kingdom in heaven would be greatly reduced …
In the long run, it would undoubtedly cause unrest in the divine kingdom, and it would also affect the divine spells that the Moonlight Goddess bestowed upon her believers.
Thus, if not for the fact that she had no other choice, the Moonlight Goddess, who was originally from a small family, would not have been willing to send this clone down!
"The god's messenger was killed?" Sylsa's gaze froze. "Where?"
"Near the west coast?" Hearing Sylsa's words, Miwei could not help but narrow her eyes.
At this moment, she seemed to have vaguely realized something.
"Looks like we have to properly exchange information. If it was really done by the same group of fanatics, I will definitely make them regret it … "Sylsa said hatefully.
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