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Chapter 339

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Whether Marni should be sacrificed as an offering to the heavens was something to be studied. Compared to that, Edward was more interested in what the undead elf was mumbling.

Be that as it may, Edward had no idea what it was saying at all since it wasn't the elven language.

There was no doubt that the wood elf elders who had been sent to help had the highest chance of understanding that fellow's words. After all, the wood elves claimed to be the most legitimate descendants of the high elves out of all the elves in existence, and one of the elders might be the undead elf's great-grandson or something …

"What kind of words?" The wood elf elders did not decline Edward's request after hearing his intentions, and asked at once.

"If I remember correctly, it's …" Edward paused at that and sneaked a look at the short video he posted on the forum, before imitating the script. "Loentner Haieru Kachumouth Mitrayati … have you heard of it?"

The wood elf elders looked at each other.

Edward thought that they didn't understand at all, and could only curse inwardly 'How dare you call yourselves filial sons when you can't even understand the words of your ancestors', and was about to leave on his Blackfire Dragon.

Still, the wood elf elder who led the group spoke. "We've naturally heard of those words."

"Huh?" Edward did a double take.

"Those words are in the ancient elven language. While it's slightly different from modern elven, it's essentially the same."

The wood elf elder added by reflex when he saw Edward's blank look.

If an analogy had to be made, the difference between the ancient elven language and modern elven language was the difference between traditional and simplified characters. As long as they knew the simplified characters by heart, they would be able to read and understand the traditional characters even if they didn't learn the traditional characters systematically.

"That being said, it's only a legend even in the literature passed down from the Age of Mythology." The wood elf elder hesitated for a moment, but eventually decided that rumors from the Age of Mythology weren't much of a secret, and so revealed everything. "The undead high elf was talking about the Elven Synchronized Intellect Nation (SIN)."

"I heard that the elves once ruled the continent a long, long time ago … could the Elven Synchronized Intellect Nation (SIN) you speak of be the elven nation of that age?"

Edward asked curiously.

Although the civilizations of the last era and the era before that had almost never survived, there was still some information that would be passed down to the next generation in the form of myths and legends.

'Dragons, giants, and elves taking turns to rule the world' was one of those stories. Though there were many fallacies in it, it certainly reconstructed the situation of the previous few eras from a certain perspective.

"That's not the case. Although the High Elves once ruled most of the mainland, they still split into many city-states due to their different political views. Their political system was also loosely combined like the current Federation."

As expected of a specialist in high elven history, the wood elf elder was very familiar with the events of the last era, even knowing many secrets of the past. "Word had it that the leaders of the high elves were no longer satisfied with ruling over the land and were about to head to other planes to claim new territories. But before that, they had to gather every resource in this plane and form a stable base that could both attack and defend. The Elven Synchronized Intellect Nation (SIN) is the name of that project. "

"I see. So, the Elven SIN means that the elves rule this world …" Edward nodded, a little disappointed by the answer.

"No, it's not ruling …"

The wood elf elder appeared troubled about how he should explain it. After thinking hard for a while, he asked Edward, "Have you seen the humans' Steelfort Golems?"

"A few …"

The so-called Steel Fortress Golem was simply a small metal bunker that had grown a few legs and could move freely after transforming into a golem.

Aside from their varying firepower (which mainly depended on who it carried) and slow speed, they were similar to Earth's tanks in every aspect, although they were better at cross-country travel.

In this world, they were mainly used to advance steadily on the battlefield, since the role of blitzkrieg attackers were usually filled by Extraordinary individuals who were more agile and swift. That was why they were not as useful as their counterparts on Earth, not to mention that their maintenance costs were not cheap, which was why only a few major countries had them.

The Valla Empire had Steelfort Golems too, but there were not many of them, and they were a terrible model that was mainly used as transport vehicles.

"That makes it much easier to explain. The so-called Elven SIN isn't simply ruling this plane, but building it into a weapon similar to the Steelfort Golems that could be used for offense, defense, and escape!"

"What?!"

Edward was really a little surprised.

While he had done his best to assess the high elves, he had clearly underestimated the former hegemons due to his limited vision.

Not even the goblins would have thought of such a crazy idea to turn an entire Prime Material Plane into a weapon.

No wonder the wood elf elder, who held the high elves in great reverence, thought that the Elven SIN was nothing more than a rumor when it was mentioned.

— — Could it be that the reason why these lunatics went extinct was because they had such a crazy idea? Whatever the case may be, even the gods would have to stay away from a weapon made from an entire plane. Would the high and mighty gods allow such a thing to happen? Clearly not …

That thought appeared in Edward's mind, but he quickly cast it aside.

Leaving aside the fact that it would be disrespectful to the God of Games, now was clearly not the time to think about such things.

Edward had a general understanding of the current situation.

The giant tortoise that they assumed to be a golem was not as simple as the Players thought it to be. If Edward's hunch was right, it was a miniature, or perhaps a model, of the Elven SIN that the high elves had created before they went extinct!

To be able to create a mini world out of thin air, the high elves' magitek (or rather, mystical technology) was truly frightening!

"No wonder the skill didn't work …" Edward muttered as he watched the tortoise slowly move, a rare grimness on his face. "It feels like we're fighting against a miniature world."

Against such a foul foe, Edward finally felt as if he was at his wit's end, unable to do anything.

That was when the tortoise's movements suddenly became violent!

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