Dazzling brilliance bloomed and sprinkled all over the earth.
At this moment, the goddess in the sky was like a golden sun.
The brilliance of divine power sprinkled down diagonally from the sky.
The brilliance was boundless.
The light seemed to have magical power as it shone on the earth, slowly spreading from the center to the surroundings.
Golden photons began to dance and spin on the Cliff of Sorrow.
In the ethereal hymn, the holy brilliance slowly swept through the vicissitudes of the Undead Legion, the ugly Frost Elves, the high-spirited mission players, and the evil abyssal creatures.
All the demons and monsters that were shone on twitched in pain.
Under the excited gazes of the elves and the regretful gazes of the players, the abyssal creatures stopped attacking, and black mist kept rising from their bodies.
Gradually, the mist was replaced by golden photons.
With a soft sound, the demons and monsters exploded into golden fireworks one after another.
Then, on the battlefield, the defeated giant black tide quickly dissipated from the center to the periphery.
Fireworks bloomed on the battlefield one after another, following the footsteps of the holy light.
The holy light continued to spread, spread, spread …
More "fireworks" bloomed in the black sea, blooming …
Soon, it spread to the entire earth!
For a time, the entire world was drowned in a vast ocean of light!
Countless golden photons continued to rise, beautiful and magnificent.
Even the sky was illuminated as bright as day.
The Frost Elves stared blankly at this miraculous scene as they slowly put down the weapons in their hands that were still dripping with black and green blood.
Then, they suddenly felt a burst of warm power pouring into their bodies.
It was light.
Vigorous vitality erupted in every Frost Elf's body, and a sore and itchy feeling came from all over their bodies like ant bites.
They looked at each other's changed appearance and widened their eyes. Then, they couldn't help but touch their faces.
Those hideous sarcomas, those rotten pustules, and those black patches that represented the pollution of the Abyss were quickly fading away!
White and delicate skin reappeared on their cheeks, and their withered yellow hair burst forth with color again.
The countless wounds on their bodies slowly healed.
Even the arms that they lost in battle or the disabilities that had been left behind many years ago were recovering at this moment!
The power in their bodies became more abundant, and the aura of life became heavier …
It was like a metamorphosis, like a rebirth.
Gradually, those ferocious figures completely disappeared.
Instead, they were replaced by tall and beautiful fairies.
Their long blue hair fluttered behind them, and their icy blue eyes were firm and persistent.
However, at that moment, her strong eyes were gradually covered by tears.
Excited voices, mixed with happy cries, began to sound in the crowd.
"It's gone … The curse is gone! The pollution is gone! "
"The Mother Goddess's power … this is the Mother Goddess's power!"
"He has returned! He has really returned! "
The frost elves turned around in unison and looked at the dazzling figure in the sky.
The light shone on him, warm and gentle.
It was as if he had returned to his mother's embrace.
Their expressions became even more pious and excited.
Tears filled his eyes. It wasn't sadness or pain, but happiness and surprise.
They slowly knelt down and worshipped the figure in the sky.
Aurora was pleasantly surprised.
Looking at his clansmen who had returned to normal, his eyes were filled with excitement.
But soon, he saw countless golden photons surging toward him.
At that moment, Aurora suddenly felt a blazing divine power of life pouring into his body!
That divine power repaired his body and purified the pollution on his body.
The ferocious scales on his body began to fall off on their own, and the layers of sarcomas slowly disappeared.
After a while, the holy body that emitted a soft halo was brand new.
She stretched out her hands and looked at her body that was once again filled with pure divine power. Feeling the abundant power, Aurora opened her mouth and raised her head to look at the great figure in the sky.
That beautiful figure faintly cast his gaze and revealed a faint smile.
Seeing that gentle smile, Aurora felt that she was instantly filled with happiness and satisfaction.
At that moment, the thousands of years of difficult persistence and lonely waiting seemed to be all worth it …
At that moment, the sadness and pain of thousands of years had all disappeared!
He lowered his head respectfully, and his gentle voice was filled with unprecedented excitement and sincerity.
"Great and merciful Mother Goddess …"
"Your loyal servant, Aurora, the Dawn Star, welcomes your return!"
The frost elves also lowered their heads one after another, and their orderly and excited voices slowly sounded.
"Great and merciful Mother Goddess …"
"Welcome your return!"
That voice was mighty and loud.
The echo did not stop for a long time …
And at this moment, countless creaking sounds of bones colliding slowly came from all over the battlefield.
The frost elves looked back and saw that the tattered skeletons and undead had also come to their side.
The undead army formed by the undead elves also stopped their movements.
They raised their skull-like heads mechanically and looked at the majestic figure in the sky.
The soul fire in their eye sockets pulsed violently.
"Uriah" looked at the holy figure.
The former Rock and Sand demigod whose body had long been ruined slowly put away the huge rotten and abscessed hand and then knelt on one knee.
He raised his almost rotten right hand and slowly placed it on his chest.
Following his actions, the undead on the ground threw away their broken weapons one after another.
They also knelt on one knee and faced the holy goddess in the sky …
There were no words.
There was no sound.
There were only the flickering soul fire and "Uriah's" eyes that suddenly became a little lively.
"Mother … Goddess … Her … Highness …"
His voice was still stiff and mechanical.
But under that, there was a faint sense of relief.
"Mother … Goddess … Her … Highness …"
Countless mechanical and dull voices slowly came, and the undead also recited the same words.
The huge rotten hand slowly raised, and "Uriah" drew a tree-shaped symbol on his chest with difficulty.
A stiff smile slowly appeared on his ugly face.
Then, the light gradually covered his body.
His huge body began to slowly dissipate …
The colorful gold slowly spread and finally turned into flying photons.
At this moment, "Uriah" turned into light.
A blurry figure slowly rose into the sky. It was vaguely distinguishable as a handsome male elf.
He was wearing illusory armor, and his eyes were clear and pure. With a gaze of attachment and intimacy, he looked at the goddess in the sky.
"Uriah —!"
Aurora on the ground let out a cry of surprise.
The illusory figure slowly turned around and looked at the beautiful demigod who was excited.
His lips moved and revealed a relieved smile, as if he had said something …
Then, the illusory body suddenly burned and bloomed with a bright light.
Aurora trembled slightly and widened her eyes.
At this moment, she seemed to have understood something …
"Uriah!"
She suddenly exclaimed and stretched out her right hand to Uriah in the sky.
In the air.
The illusory figure suddenly shattered.
Then … it turned into countless brilliant lights.
The brilliant lights soared into the sky and began to dance in the air like flying elves.
For a moment, the entire sky was filled with flying beams of light.
They kept flying around the entire Cliff of Sorrow, shuttling and dancing.
They seemed to be sending off something.
They also seemed to be commemorating something.
After circling around again and again, they suddenly rose into the air and rushed to the ground like falling meteors!
The next moment, they poured into the bodies of the countless undead elves who were kneeling on the ground!
The soul fire of the undead suddenly lit up.
Their movements gradually became no longer stiff but agile and natural.
At this moment, Uriah, the Son of the Earth, completely sacrificed his own soul as the price to replenish the souls of all the Sand Elves on the battlefield!
They regained their sense of self.
The undead stretched out their hands one after another. The flickering soul fire looked at the white bone arm and the body that had long been changed beyond recognition …
"I … What happened to me? I remember … I seem to have died … "
A dazed voice sounded among the undead.
They looked around blankly and saw the frost elves and the players.
The soul fire flickered even brighter. A joyful voice sounded among the undead.
"My companions from the frost clan, I see my companions from the frost clan!"
"This is … the Gale Tribe? No, there's also Shadow and Thunder! No! There's also Blaze! "
"Everyone is here! Everyone is here! "
A soft light shone down.
It shone on their bodies.
The undead of the Sand Tribe slowly raised their heads.
When they saw the sacred figure in the sky, their soul fire suddenly burst into a dazzling light. Excited voices sounded.
"Her Holiness the Mother Goddess …"
"It's Her Holiness the Mother Goddess!"
"Her Holiness the Mother Goddess has returned! Her Holiness the Mother Goddess has returned! "
The sound of bones trembling was no longer mechanical. Instead, it was full of sincerity and fanaticism.
Then, like the frost elves, they all knelt down and said excitedly:
"Her Holiness the Mother Goddess …"
"We welcome your return!"
Looking at the undead skeletons who were kneeling down devoutly, the holy goddess in the sky opened her arms slightly.
"Go home, children."
"You have worked hard …"
An ethereal voice sounded in the consciousness of the undead.
Hearing this voice, their bodies trembled slightly and then slowly raised their heads.
A faint halo bloomed on their bodies.
Illusory figures slowly rose from the white bones …
Those were the souls of the elves.
There were men and women, old and young.
There were priests in priest robes, hunters and warriors in leather armor.
The illusory souls increased in number and kept rising.
Gradually, the sky was filled with them.
They bowed to the beautiful goddess in a respectful and devout manner.
Then, these illusory figures turned into blue light, spiraled up, rushed into the sky, and disappeared into the bright starry sky …
They had returned to the Mother Goddess's divine kingdom.
Without the support of their souls, the incomplete skeletons were like machines that had lost their power and fell down one after another.
Finally, in a burst of light, they turned into ashes.
On the entire battlefield, only the frost elves who were worshipping the goddess with tears in their eyes, as well as the players who were affected by the atmosphere and under the control of some mysterious force, also worshipped the goddess …
At the same time, a staircase formed by light poured down, from the light gate in the sky to the top of the cliff.
That was the path to home.
That was the path that the frost elves had been waiting for thousands of years!
The frost elves' faith was always loyal to the Mother Goddess.
Where the Mother Goddess's light shone, that was their home …
The dazzling light formed a path to the sky, and the players who participated in the battle moved one after another, standing on both sides of the staircase.
Their backs were straight, as if they were guards welcoming the return of the elves.
Cyber, who was standing on the top of the cliff, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes.
He also stood in the team of players, standing on the side of the staircase.
Seeing the staircase that was filled with light and the people standing on both sides of the staircase, the frost elves' eyes were filled with tears.
Demigod Aurora slowly stood up, her clear eyes filled with tears.
She took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice,
"My people, let's go home!"
"Go home!"
The elves shouted excitedly.
Then, the frost elves moved again.
They held hands and formed a long line, advancing toward the golden staircase at the top of the cliff!
Someone started to sing the song of the elves again.
The soothing singing voice drifted between the cliffs:
"The sky is just beginning to brighten, and the night is about to fade away."
"The morning light of dawn slowly awakens the sleeping creatures."
"The music gently rings, and the melodious surges."
"The flowers slowly bloom, emitting a natural fragrance."
"The sun rises and sets."
"There will be new hope at the beginning of every day."
"…"
It was still "Morning of the Cold Jade".
It was still the familiar and moving melody.
However, this time, there was no sorrow or sadness.
There was only hope and joy …
The song was vicissitudes of life, high, and loud.
Amidst the moving song, the long line moved slowly.
The frost elves held hands, shoulder to shoulder, and stepped onto the staircase that led to the sky.
Finally, they disappeared into the golden door of light …
It was not until the last frost elf entered the golden door of triumph that the light of the entire Cliff of Sorrow slowly dissipated.
At this moment, Cyber was already sobbing.
It was not sadness, but touching.
However, in the next moment, this feeling of being touched was quickly frozen on his face.
The players paused for a moment and looked down at the elven city that had already turned into ruins.
They were silent for a few seconds, then like huskies out of control, they rushed toward the ruins that were full of equipment on the ground …
Cyber was speechless.
Seeing this scene, Eve, who was shrouded in holy light in the sky, twitched the corner of her mouth slightly.
She shook her head slightly and looked into the distance.
That was the direction in which the mythical Megalosaurus chased.
The light flickered, and her figure disappeared into the sky.
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