The church's bell rang, startling a flock of white pigeons in the square.
The priests and believers busied themselves with decorating the magnificent altar, attracting the attention of countless citizens.
The Bard sat in front of the fountain in the square, playing melodious music with his accordion and singing the legends of the Protoss while surrounded by children.
Preachers holding the symbol of the Scepter of Life could be seen preaching the glory of the True Gods on the streets.
Laughter and prayers could be heard from afar, accompanied by the echoes of the bell and the faint hymns of the church.
Orloss Demiplane, City of Segers.
Tyler Rocksand, wearing the robes of a Life Priest, stood in the square of the city, looking at the bustling city.
There was a faint smile on his face.
Occasionally, passersby would notice him and greet him warmly, bowing respectfully to him.
"Good morning, Priest!"
"Good morning, Lord Tyler!"
"May the Goddess be with you!"
He also nodded warmly.
"Good morning, may the Goddess be with you and me."
Tyler's gaze fell on the warm smiles on the faces of the people, and his expression gradually softened.
"How nice."
Tyler sighed.
How many years had it been since he last saw such a lively and joyful scene?
In his memories, City of Segers had always been the most prosperous city in the Demiplane, but under the control of the Church of Creation, it had always been filled with oppression …
During that long period of time, the people moved in a hurry, their expressions numb and blank, like puppets.
Until the arrival of the Gods, until the radiance of the Goddess shone on this place, everything changed.
Oh, no.
It was no longer the Gods.
It was the Elves.
They defeated the decadent Church of Creation and brought the correct faith to the people, as well as the long-awaited freedom.
Thinking of this, Tyler smiled, and his gaze fell on the pool of the fountain.
The rippling surface of the water reflected his current appearance.
He had pointy ears and a handsome young face.
"I'm also an Elf now."
He sighed slightly.
His expression was filled with pride.
In the Orloss Demiplane, elves had a transcendent status. Being able to obtain the approval of the Goddess to purify his bloodline was something that Taylor was most proud of.
Of course, what made him even more proud was the Life Priest robe that was embroidered with flowers and plants.
Lifting his head slightly, Taylor looked at the sky.
In the sky, the crisscrossing cracks were still ferocious, but they were no longer spreading like lightning.
Taylor knew that this was the power of the goddess protecting this world that was gradually heading toward collapse.
The Goddess was the savior of the Orloss Demiplane.
With a pious expression, Taylor drew the symbol of the Scepter of Life on his chest again.
"Praise life, praise nature, praise the great goddess Eve!"
Then, he walked toward the Central Temple of Segers City …
As they approached the temple, the number of believers gradually increased.
From time to time, one could also see some figures wearing priest robes.
Some of them were devout believers like Taylor who had passed the test of the Goddess, while others were elves from the Upper Realm Segers.
Tyler greeted them as he walked into the temple.
After several months of renovation and expansion, the Central Temple of Segers City became even more magnificent and solemn.
After entering the temple, the number of elves also increased.
Not only that, but there were also some strange fellows wearing gorgeous equipment and different appearances.
They were either in a daze or gathered in groups of twos and threes to look at the sky and laugh. They were completely different from the quiet and solemn elves …
Fortunately, this wasn't the main hall of the Temple of Light, and there was no requirement to mute the sound. Otherwise … there would have been complaints.
However, Taylor was already used to seeing them like this.
When he first saw them, he was puzzled by the difference between them and the descriptions of the gods in the ancient books. However, after knowing their origins, Taylor understood.
These special elves were not elves in the traditional sense.
They were similar to him, and were once humans.
The difference was that they did not have elven blood in them. Instead, they were directly chosen by the Goddess and summoned from a distant world to descend here.
They were called the Chosen and had the miraculous ability of resurrection.
However, they preferred to call themselves players.
It was also these seemingly careless and lawless Chosen that descended to the World of Segers and saved the residents here.
In fact, the number of Chosen in the temple was already considered small.
A few months ago, the entire temple was filled with these maverick Chosen.
It was only in these few days that their numbers had decreased sharply.
Taylor knew the inside story.
This was because they received a mission from the Goddess to wage a Holy War against the Half-Orcs in the Upper Realm.
The ones who stayed here were actually the weaker ones among the Chosen.
Their levels were not high enough to participate in the war, so they could only stay.
Their seemingly dazed actions, as well as the way they stared at the air, were not without reason.
Taylor, who had interacted with the Chosen many times, knew that they had an ability that ordinary elves did not have.
The Chosen called it the System.
The System was invisible to others, and only they could use it.
Through the System, they could contact their companions across space, communicate with each other in strange alternate spaces, and even see their companions' vision through certain operations …
Now, these Chosen were most likely watching their companions' battle from afar.
This ability made Taylor very envious.
Of course, the Chosen were not the only ones with the System.
All the devout followers of the Goddess had it.
It was the same for Taylor.
However, their System was a mission system, and it was for the Chosen to issue missions.
It was because some traditional elves issued missions to the Chosen that they appeared in the Orloss Demiplane.
Otherwise, they would most likely be in the City of Chosen in the Upper Realm, or in the Demon God's Labyrinth in the Underworld.
After greeting the others, Taylor entered the main hall of the temple.
The statue of the Goddess was enshrined in the main hall. It was incomparably holy and beautiful, and people could not help but feel a sense of awe and admiration.
After bowing respectfully to the statue of the Goddess Eve and praying in his heart, Taylor came to the side hall of the temple.
He tidied up his appearance and gently knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
A gentle and mellow voice came from the side hall.
Taylor took a deep breath and pushed open the door.
The side hall was the office of the World Church of Segers. The internal structure was similar to a noble's study, and all the decorations had a strong elven style. There was elegance in the exquisiteness, and nobility in the elegance.
There was a desk in the middle of the side hall, and behind the desk sat a male elf who was handling documents.
This was the emissary sent by the Life Church to the Orloss Demiplane to carry out the final preparations for the ritual.
His appearance was so handsome that it was even a little demonic. He had a rare head of long silver hair and a pair of eyes that were as magnificent as sapphires.
This hair and eye color was a symbol of royalty among the elves, and his status was very high.
On both sides of him, there were two elven lolis who looked exactly the same, and they were assisting in handing over documents.
After seeing the male elf, Taylor bowed slightly and said,
"Lord Serrandier, the preparations for the Demiplane's ritual have been completed."
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This was to catch up on the chapters. There would be more at night, and it might be later.
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