Something happened!
Something big happened!
The forest elves, who had always prided themselves on being peace-loving and worshipping nature, were in big trouble!
For some reason, a group of hundreds of thousands of terrifying undead swarmed out of the Scar of Death, a forbidden area in the center of the Calan Continent. They slaughtered their way to the nearest elven city, Rems City.
Wherever they went, all living things withered and all life was extinguished. All the forest beasts and powerful magical beasts were annihilated.
In order to protect their homes and territories, some of the more powerful magical beasts risked their lives to fight against the Undead. However, faced with the tide-like Undead Creatures, as well as the Evil Undead Spellcasters hiding within the Corpse Tide, the Magical Beasts Lords could only end up with their bodies and souls destroyed.
As the masters of the Calan Continent, the forest elves would not allow a group of foreign villains to trample on their homeland. Therefore, the Elven Royal Court, which had been silent for a long time, immediately mobilized a large number of elite troops from the central mountains. They traveled day and night to Rems City, hoping to stop the vanguard of the undead tide.
When the local elven villages heard the news, they arranged for a large-scale relocation of the villagers. They also gathered their men and began to snipe the undead creatures that were scattered throughout the Magic Forest.
In an instant, the flames of war were ignited everywhere in the Magic Forest, and a large-scale riot was about to break out!
However, just as the Undead Calamity was about to break out, a strange figure suddenly appeared in the sky above the Scar of Death.
It was an illusory soul shadow.
The entire soul shadow was wrapped in a layer of brilliant golden light. The light made it difficult for people to see through it. They could only vaguely see that it was a woman through the blinding golden light.
However, the existence of this soul shadow was obviously very unusual. It contained a strange divine aura, so it also gave her some extraordinary and mystical abilities. At least, for the decaying corpses in front of her, they did not have the ability to see through her existence.
Therefore, this soul shadow leisurely strolled in the bustling tide of corpses. No matter how the other side staggered and pushed past her, none of the undead could detect her presence.
Even the level 1 and 2 undead creatures were the same!
She first looked down at the scale and progress of the zombie tide from the sky above the Scar of Death. The 'her' in the shadow was immediately filled with rage as she dived down into the terrifying trench where the aura of death was churning.
The swarming specters along the way were nothing to her. Her soul shadow kept going down, passing through countless tunnels and caves that were full of stinky, ugly zombies, skeletons, and ghouls, until she reached a mysterious area almost a thousand meters below the ground.
If the area outside was still shrouded in a thin layer of Death Qi, then in here, the entire space was as dense as ink. Even with her Divine Vision, she could not see through this layer of Death Space to see the secrets and arrangements inside.
"Please stop, Lady Sylsa!" A strange crystal skull floated out from the inside and stood in front of the Soul Shadow.
From the looks of it, this crystal skull belonged to Luke, the Grade 4 Basic Lich who had captured Antorier and Ulthar in one fell swoop. However, at this moment, it was respectfully paying respect to a Soul Shadow whose figure and face could not be seen clearly.
At this point, there was no need to hide anything.
Hence, the golden light dissipated, revealing the graceful and perfect figure of the Elven Goddess Sylsa.
As the Elven Goddess, Sylsa naturally had all the advantages and beauty of the forest elves.
She had short green hair, long and soft pointed ears, a straight nose bridge, green eyes, and a perfect figure that would make anyone gasp in amazement. As this was only a manifestation of her Divine Will, there were no weapons or defensive equipment on the phantom. Instead, it was only wrapped in a beautiful, light, and soft robe.
Lich Luke carefully raised a Dead Soul Barrier to block the golden radiance's shockwaves.
Although he was a Grade 4 Lich, which was already one of the top forces in the Planar World, he was facing a true god. Even though he had always been cold and arrogant, he did not dare to be too rude in front of a powerful god.
Even if it was just a divine incarnation of that god!
"Lich, call your master out, I have something to say to him!" Sylsa frowned and said with a look of disgust.
Although the power that she brought with her was less than one ten-thousandth of her main body, it would be difficult for her to deal with this' small 'lich. However, due to the disgust of undead creatures in her soul, she still could not treat him kindly.
"Please wait a moment …" Lich Luke said faintly, before closing his eyes and not saying another word.
From the looks of it, he seemed to be talking to someone in the distance.
A moment later, as a majestic consciousness descended, Lich Luke's eyes suddenly lit up.
Two balls of soul flames that were tens of thousands of times stronger than before burned fiercely in his empty eye sockets, the red radiance so strong that even Sylsa's divine power could not bear it.
"Blightcaller, you've crossed the line!"
"Kekeke … I was wondering who was calling me, so it's you! Sylsa, little girl, why have you suddenly come to my territory? " Lich Luke, who had been respectful to the Elven Goddess just a moment ago, suddenly changed his attitude. Not only did he become incomparably arrogant, but he even changed the way he addressed Sylsa.
"Blightcaller, don't even think about changing the topic. The contract we signed last time still exists. Are you unilaterally tearing it up and starting a new war? " Even Sylsa, the Elven Goddess, felt a bit of a headache towards this powerhouse from another world who had caused such a great disaster to the Calan Continent.
"Kekeke … How is that possible? You gathered the Overgods of the three major pantheons to force me to sign that peace treaty. If I had violated the agreement, would my spiritual consciousness still be able to appear here? "Luke sneered, his voice full of hatred.
"Then what is this behavior of yours?" Sylsa was also starting to get angry, "Your subordinates have already rushed out of the Scar of Death and are attacking my people. This … Isn't that tearing up the treaty? "
"Haha … Sylsa, little girl, are you still wondering why my subordinates rushed out of the Scar of Death, while I was not punished by the treaty?"
"You must have used some tricks to bypass the Overgod's treaty. Now, summon your subordinates immediately, or I will start another divine war against you! "
"It's useless, Sylsa!" Luke laughed maniacally, "It's useless even if you summon the Ocean Overgod and the human Overgod this time. It's not me who violated the treaty this time, it's you … "
"You … Nonsense! I've been restraining my subordinates, and no high elves have ever entered the Scar of Death to disturb you. You … "
Just as Sylvia's cheeks flushed with anger, Lich Luke gently tapped his upper and lower jaw together, and a fixed teleportation gate opened. A humanoid figure wrapped in layers of deathly aura floated out of it, unable to move at all.
Looking at his hair, his clothes, and the natural light that filled his entire soul, Sylsa's heart suddenly sank for no reason.
It was a Grade 3 Druid!
Among the Forest Elves, Grade 3 Druids were usually born in prominent elven families and belonged to the category of high elves.
"How about it, Sylsa? Do you dare not admit that he's your believer? He really has the guts to barge into my territory and kill countless slaves that I've painstakingly nurtured. So, since you Forest Elves took the initiative to attack me, it's completely in line with the agreement that I sent some slaves to fight back … "
Sylsa's expression became cold and solemn.
Although she knew that Luke wasn't telling the truth and that there had to be some twists and turns in his words, she had used divine spells to verify that Luke's words had been approved by the plane's consciousness.
This also meant that although the plane's consciousness hated this evil invader, according to the laws of the plane and the Overgod's treaty, it couldn't go against its own rules and side with the elves.
Without the plane's suppression, the forest elves would have to face this evil Blighted One alone. Even with Sylsa's power as the Elven Overgod, she would have to be somewhat afraid of him!
"Blighted One, I'll investigate what you've said. But before I get the results of my investigation, hand over my believers first, and then call back your corpse tide army. If we really did violate the agreement, I promise in the name of the Elven Overgod that we will give you satisfactory compensation! "
Faced with this' witness', even the Elven Overgod Sylsa didn't dare to ignore it.
"Hehehe … You can investigate if you want, but don't even think about taking away the 'evidence' in my hands! Since you've already promised, I won't send any more troops. As for the undead that I've already sent out, I won't take them back for now. Let them roam around your territory for a few days! When you've given me satisfactory compensation, you can come and talk to me about withdrawing … Hehehe … "
With that, the strange and powerful existence's consciousness retracted and disappeared on the spot.
Lich Luke's soul fire that had been as bright as the sun suddenly dimmed.
If one looked closely, they would find that Luke's soul fire was even weaker and dimmer than before the powerful consciousness descended. From this, it could be seen that simply carrying the powerful existence's consciousness had already exhausted this elementary level 4 Lich!
However, at this moment, Sylsa wasn't in the mood to care about a Lich. She glanced at the Grade 3 Druid Antoril with a complicated gaze and finally shook her head and left.
Although the powerful existence's consciousness had already left, and although there was only a tired Grade 4 Lich guarding the scene, this Grade 6 Elven Overgod still didn't dare to forcibly take away his believers.
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