Unlike the flustered Players, Xi Wei recognized the undead high elf at once.
That's right. It was the same series as the Dead Red Dragon and Nightcry — an undead of the Eight Original Races.
However, when Xi Wei tried to trace the undead high elf's movements, he realized that it was different from the other undead he had encountered before.
This undead did not awaken within the borders of the Tierra Empire, but in the Tegrono Federation, which was quite far away from Tierra, and ran all the way to Crookes — Crookes was Valla's territory before the Valla Empire invaded Tierra.
Moreover, its behavior was different from other undead. The Dead Red Dragon, Nightcry, Progenitor Nightcry and the others had more or less retained some self-awareness, with the Progenitor Nightcry even intending to revive itself through some ritual.
But this undead high elf had no self-awareness at all, and all its actions were purely based on its intense obsession and remaining instincts.
"It actually sensed my gaze? The ancient high elves are so buggy … who else would be if not you?! "
Even before Xi Wei could look at it seriously, the undead high elf had already noticed his Divine Eye. It turned its head in a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree angle that no living creature could do, and aimed its hollow eyes at Xi Wei's Divine Eye.
His movement was so sudden that even Xi Wei, whose mind was no longer the same as a human's, was taken aback by it.
Still, that was all. Although the undead high elf had noticed Xi Wei's gaze, it did not react much aside from turning its head to look back.
If he was still alive, there was an eighty percent chance that he would use a mysterious shockwave or something to temporarily block Xi Wei's prying.
Therefore, one could say that aside from the undead orcs who were wiped out by the Players without showing their faces, this undead high elf was the most thoroughly undead.
"Come to think of it, this fellow's obsession is to activate this ruin … it seems that this thing that even my Divine Eye can't see through is definitely something the high elves left behind before they were wiped out."
Xi Wei reached out with a tentacle and stroked his chin.
The "Mystery" that the High Elves wielded was indeed a rather magical power, so much so that many of their creations still retained that power.
Since the source of Mystery was the divine power of the gods, almost all of their creations could guard against a certain degree of the gods' prying eyes. In order to spy on their creations, one would either have to expend more and more divine power to directly see through the divine power shrouding it, or decipher the source of the other's divine power (or the system of Mystery) and use tricks to bypass that divine power to spy on them.
Since the pact between the high elves and the gods was kept secret, no one even knew which gods had signed the pact with them. Moreover, the God of Games was a newbie amongst the gods, which was why there were no relevant records in his divinity. Even flipping through the divinity shards of the Aquatic Lord and the Rainforest Guardian would not yield any clues, which was why the second method was basically useless.
"This ruin must have stored the source of Mystery, as well as the way to use it …" Xi Wei thought.
Though it was a bit of a mouthful, it was actually quite obvious what was inside the heritage ruin that was the high elves' last line of insurance.
"The true form of the pact made with the gods in the age of myths, huh …"
If that was the case, Xi Wei would be breaking the rules if he forcibly peeked through the other party's divine power and guided his believers to steal the true form of the pact, and would definitely draw the attention of the owner of the pact.
Xi Wei had just ascended to the level of an intermediate god, and while he was at a disadvantage in terms of combat due to his body being drained by the Players, he could cross the World Barrier at will, and his ability to stay alive was top-notch.
Moreover, no matter what method he chose to descend to the mortal realm, the ability of other gods would be greatly reduced. As long as it wasn't a champion among the greater gods — such as the Seven Divine Fathers or the Ocean Goddess — Xi Wei was confident that he could hold his own as long as he retained all his power!
Escape to the mortal realm, drag the enemy's standard down to his own level, and defeat him with his rich experience. Even if he couldn't win, he could still rally the Players to gang up on him. That was the combat style that Xi Wei came up with, a style of combat that belonged to him alone.
Be that as it may, Xi Wei's ability was still limited, and he didn't want to get involved in the conflict between the gods so early on if he could.
Others aside, as long as he had two or three years to develop his believers and solidify his foundation, he would basically be stable in many aspects.
It was a pity that the times were turbulent, and Xi Wei didn't have much time left.
"If the other party's ruins have some tactics that can react to the Eye of God, then I'll be in trouble if I rashly look in and attract the attention of the Seven Divine Fathers."
Xi Wei was a little worried. After all, a god that could raise a species like the ancient high elves would not be weak — just look at the Players, right? In the end, they couldn't even defeat a living dead that moved on instinct. It was clear how frightening the high elves were at their peak.
"If this ruin really holds the legendary pact between the high elves and the gods, I might be able to use it to absorb the divine power that turns into Mystery and strengthen myself."
Xi Wei was quite interested in that.
The Players were doing their best as well. All of them had climbed to various vital spots of the tortoise, intending to attack it or at least stop it from moving.
As long as the Players could open an opening and enter, Xi Wei would be able to use them as his own cameras to see what was going on inside.
Even so, it was futile. The tortoise's shell and every joint that appeared to be its weakness were frightening, and the Players couldn't deal enough damage even if they were to use their most powerful skills.
"Shouldn't I give them some hints?" Xi Wei was a little anxious when he saw that the Players were fighting with their lives on the line without any results.
But just as he was about to give the Players a new quest, his tentacles reaching for the Pantheon Brain's keyboard to start typing away, he abruptly stopped himself.
— The Players' own reinforcements had arrived!
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