Chapter 392: Crazy High Priest (2)

That one fallen leaf frightened all the elves, and they regarded it as a symbol of disaster and destruction.

You know, for eight thousand years, the mother tree of all things has been evergreen, no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, no matter what year or month, it is always green and lush, and there has never been any dead leaves or the like.

No elf knew what this dead leaf represented, but the feeling of panic inevitably spread among the elves.

Some elves said that it was the corruption within the tribe that brought down the wrath of the Mother Goddess. This fallen leaf symbolized that the Mother Goddess would bring down divine punishment and abandon the elves.

Rumor has it that the Mother Tree of All Things is the incarnation of the Mother Goddess of All Things, and this fallen leaf symbolizes that the Mother Goddess has begun to fall.

Various rumors made the already panicked mood in the Elf Forest even more anxious. Some powerful and influential elves gathered together to discuss how to solve the disaster of the elves.

A country cannot be without a king for a day.

They planned to first select a powerful and respected elf to lead all the tribesmen and concentrate all the power of the Church of the Mother Goddess of All Things to jointly deal with the impending disaster.

Then elect a great saint to assist the Pope in his actions.

In name, all believers can vote, but in reality candidates are selected from a few major forces, and believers do not have much choice.

Heferson, who was the high priest at the time, was one of them.

In addition to Heferson, there was also the husband of the Elf Queen at the time.

The head of the Samus family, who is praised for having the most noble bloodline of the elves, has had descendants chosen to become Popes seven times in the past eight thousand years.

There is the son of the previous Pope, who is known as the best master of the younger generation of elves.

Each candidate represents a powerful force.

After a long period of wrangling and fierce competition, the person who finally succeeded in ascending the throne of Pope was the husband of the Elf Queen at that time, and the Elf Queen herself successfully became the Great Saint.

For the elves, that was the most special state in the past eight thousand years, with a unity of politics and religion and a high degree of centralization.

On the surface, the rule of the elves did not seem to be affected too much, and everything was no different from usual, but on the other hand, disaster began to gradually breed.

As the first dead leaf appeared on the Mother Tree of All Things, more and more leaves began to turn yellow, and even some branches began to rot.

The Elf Queen and Pope of that generation tried to completely control the power of the entire elf race, and even wanted to bring the elves under the control of their family from generation to generation. They used the excuse of investigating the withering of the Mother Tree of All Things to implicate a large number of people.

In less than a year, more than 3,000 elves were killed. The excuse was that these elves had said bad things about the Mother Goddess of All Things behind her back, and the withering of the Mother Tree of All Things was inseparable from the blasphemy of these elves. Only by killing all the elves who blasphemed the Mother Goddess of All Things could the anger of the gods be appeased.

These more than 3,000 so-called blasphemous elves are actually political enemies who have bad relations with the Elf Queen and the Pope of the Church of the Mother of All Things.

They even collected 999 boys and girls from everywhere and used them as living sacrifices.

In just a short period of time, the huge Elf Forest has been turned into a mess.

Seeing that if the situation continued like this, the elves would never be able to regain their former glory, the high priest Heferson finally could not sit still any longer.

Although the high priest holds a respected position in the church, he has always been responsible for some activities such as sacrificial ceremonies and has no real power. However, the moment Heferson took action, many elves realized how terrifying the power of this high priest is.

The pinnacle of legendary realm.

Even beyond the combat effectiveness of this realm.

Even if the Pope and the Queen joined forces, they were easily suppressed by Heferson.

The power system that the Pope and the Queen had worked so hard to build collapsed in the face of absolute power. No matter how many troops or elven knights there were, they were like chickens and dogs in front of Heferson and were not worth mentioning at all.

In a short period of time, countless people were killed and injured.

That year, the Elf Forest lost its original crispness and was replaced by a blood-red color.

From then on, Heferson became the de facto ruler of the Elf Forest.

He randomly grabbed a princess from the royal family and made her inherit the throne of queen. He also found two clergymen, a man and a woman, from the church and placed them on the thrones of Pope and High Saint. These people who once had real power have now completely turned into mascots, possessing only symbolic glory.

Heferson has held the authority of the Elf Forest for more than a hundred years.

More than ten years ago, because he felt that his life span was coming to an end, he tried to break through to a higher level, practiced in seclusion, and passed the position of high priest to another trusted member.

This is what Ron learned from the game. In the game, Hefferson and Archibald are similar. They are both background figures with lofty status, powerful strength, and even left behind some inheritance.

According to the plot in the game, Heferson should have failed to break through the realm of destruction and eventually died.

Players can even find his magic notes, weapons he used for years, and a white skeleton in the cave where he was in seclusion.

However, in the real Twilight Continent, Heferson did not die. He survived and even continued to serve as the high priest of the elves.

Ron's expression became more and more serious.

It seems that something special must have happened to Heferson, which caused some changes in his fate.

He might be being watched by some god, or he might have become a puppet of the repairman.

Since he could arrange for Carol to assassinate him, the latter possibility is obviously more likely.

This is not good news for him. If this old monster gets the repairman's gift again, he might really become a strong man who surpasses the legendary limit and reaches the realm of destruction.

Carol had no idea how much of an impact her casual answer had brought to Ron. Seeing Ron's face changing from gloomy to happy, she had no idea what Ron was thinking about.

She knew that Ron was a prophet and very powerful, but no matter what, Heferson was a monster-level existence that had survived for one or two hundred years, so it was normal for her to be wary of him.

Carol seemed to feel her body a little stiff. She stretched her limbs lazily, then shrank her body with a pout. Out of the corner of her eye, she accidentally glanced into the room and saw that Cecilia had a bad sleeping posture. She didn't know when she let go of the pure white girl in her arms who was being used as a pillow, and lay on the bed with her arms spread out.

But even in this posture that least shows off her figure, her chest is still bulging.

Unlike myself, even when I stretch, my body is in a smooth arc.

Comparing yourself with others will only make you angry. God is unfair.

Carol complained in her heart.

But she should be in a bad mood, but she didn't hate this feeling.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

After all, this kind of quiet time is too precious to her!

She is very open-minded.

She didn't really want to carry out the high priest's order, but since she had been sent out, she would complete it if she could. If she couldn't, she would die. It was no big deal. Anyway, the life she was living was worse than death.

Of course, if possible, she hoped that she could die more comfortably and not in such pain.

"How many assassins like you does Heferson have under his command?"

"When did he start training killers?"

"Does anything look wrong with that guy?"

"How do you train on weekdays?"

"Besides me, is there anyone else you are targeting?"

Ron asked a lot of questions at once.

This reaction made Carol feel overwhelmed.

She looked at Ron in surprise, her big green eyes gradually becoming confused and frightened. The scenes that had happened in the past gradually played out before her eyes. To her, they were by no means beautiful memories.

These bad memories even made her wish she had never lived in this world.

Pursing her lips, Carol finally spoke slowly: "Do you know... raising Gu?"

Ron nodded.

Of course he knew this, but what he didn't expect was that there was also a practice of raising Gu in the Dusk Continent.

The so-called raising poisonous insects is to throw a large number of poisonous insects into a closed space, let these poisonous insects fight each other and feed on each other's corpses. The one who can survive in the end is the so-called poison king.

"Hefferson has a large collection of orphans."

"I don't know how much, ten thousand, a hundred thousand, or a million?"

"In short, every year a large number of orphans like me are adopted by Heferson. Moreover, these so-called orphans are all talented people without exception. They are very suitable for cultivation."

"Where do all these orphans come from?"

"Although there is a distinction between nobles and commoners in the elves, and there are also homeless people, and there are also people who starved to death because they couldn't survive, it is still much better than the human world."

"There are so many orphans, how many of them are real orphans? Why is it that every orphan is very suitable for cultivation and has a lot of talent?"

Ron remained silent.

He was not a fool, so he naturally knew that these so-called orphans were probably mostly man-made orphans.

Their parents were killed and then taken away by Hefferson for training.

There was no other reason, it was just that Heferson didn't want them to have too many concerns. These well-trained orphans only needed to follow Heferson's orders.

Ron clenched his hands and felt a little creepy.

How crazy was the high priest to do such a cruel thing? How much blood was on his hands? What did he want to do by creating so many orphans? He knew that the high priest had gone mad! 　Chapter 2 6,000 words

(End of this chapter)