Chapter 604: The Legend of the Mother Goddess of All Things (10,000)
Ron frowned when he heard that Heferson actually lived on the Mother Tree of All Things.
This is not something that ordinary people can do.
The Mother Tree of All Things can be said to be the incarnation of the Mother Goddess of All Things.
In the Dusk Continent, a world where gods exist, the incarnations of gods are often worshipped most devoutly, and all believers believe that the incarnations of gods will bring them blessings and good luck.
As the god worshipped by the elves for generations, one can imagine what kind of status the Mother Goddess of All Things has in the elves. Living on the Mother Tree of All Things would definitely be regarded as disrespectful and blasphemy, which is something that no believer would ever do.
Even pagans can't do it.
But Hefferson did just that.
Why?
In Ron's opinion, this was absolutely a stupid thing to do.
You know, although Heferson currently holds almost all the power of the elves, this power and status is purely based on brute force suppression and is not stable. After all, Heferson can be said to be a typical usurper of power, lacking the name of righteousness and is not legitimate.
In the Forest of Elves, forces that openly or covertly resist Heferson have always existed.
In this case, what Hefferson should do is to try every possible means to create an orthodox image for himself.
Such a blasphemous act would not only do no good to Hefersen's rule, but it would even make more elves feel that he was arrogant and domineering, and become dissatisfied with him, and the forces resisting him would become stronger and stronger.
Hefferson was also a rather sinister and clever fellow, and Ron didn't think Hefferson was unaware of that.
In this case, Heferson probably had another purpose for living on the Mother Tree of All Things.
Unfortunately, the current information is too little, and Ron is unable to determine the real reason why Hefferson did this.
Speaking of Heferson, there was obviously more hatred in Mirabelle's voice, and even Carol's expression beside her became a little solemn.
After all, Carol was a killer trained by Hefferson, and the training process was definitely not wonderful.
As for Mirabelle, her brothers and sisters, parents, uncle, and countless relatives all died at the hands of Heferson. There is an irreconcilable hatred between the two.
However, Heferson's strength was too strong, the kind of strength that was overwhelming.
Before meeting Ron, Mirabelle's greatest wish was to escape from Heferson's control, to take control of her own destiny, and to live a peaceful life. However, after meeting Ron, the thought of revenge in Mirabelle's heart could not help but grow.
Especially now, she even got a trace of the inheritance of the Mother Goddess of All Things.
Although the inheritance was weaker than that of Ifrit, Lydia, and Sharin, it also brought many benefits to Mirabelle, and the hope and desire for revenge in her heart became more and more intense.
But no matter how much Mirabelle hated Heferson, she still understood that now was not the time for reckoning, and her husband's plan was the most important.
For the sake of her husband's plan, Mirabelle is willing to suppress even a life-and-death feud.
"Tell me about the Elf Forest, the elves, and Heferson." Ron asked casually, flicking his fingers and sending a burst of energy that shattered a colorful poisonous snake hanging from a nearby branch into pieces.
"The elves and the Elf Forest?" Mirabelle pondered for a moment. "There's nothing much to say about the Elf Forest. It's just a large, dense forest. If there's anything special about it, it's probably the numerous poisonous insects that live in this forest."
"Even if all the poisons in other places in the Dusk Continent are added together, they can't compare to the Elf Forest. Not only are there common centipedes, spiders, and poisonous snakes here, but even many plants are terribly poisonous."
"In the Elf Forest, you must not eat anything easily."
"No matter how edible it may appear, a mushroom, a flower petal, or even a sip of water could kill you."
"Moreover, the poison is extremely strong. Once someone eats something inappropriate, even a legendary master will die in a short time."
Ron immediately understood why Mirabelle asked him to buy a large amount of food before leaving Granville, at least enough to fill a storage ring.
"It is precisely because of this unique advantage that the elves' mastery of various toxins far exceeds that of other races. The outside world has rumors that the elves are good at magic, but this is not actually the case."
"The elves are not really good at magic, but at refining magic potions."
"Especially poisons of all kinds."
"The elves will smear the poison they brew on the blade and tip of the sword. When fighting, they don't even need to cut the opponent's neck. As long as they leave a small wound on the target, the poison will spread at the fastest speed and take a life in just a few seconds."
"It's even said that many of the poisons made by the elves don't even have antidotes. Every year, a large number of elves die from the poisons they make."
Mirabelle's voice was very calm. She didn't seem to think there was anything strange about her words at all, as if she had already been accustomed to them.
This is the elves.
But Ron just felt a headache, and felt that all the beautiful fantasies about elves in his heart were shattered at this moment.
Who would have thought that the elegant and beautiful elves in the rumors were actually a group of guys who liked to use poison and had no martial ethics when fighting?
After a pause, Mirabelle continued, "It is precisely thanks to these poisons that few people dare to come to the Elf Forest to cause trouble. Even the dragons are unwilling to cause trouble for the elves unless it is necessary."
"In the entire Dusk Continent, there are dozens of races and one or two hundred countries. Every year, they have to pay a large amount of tribute to the Dragon Clan. However, the tribute paid by the Elves every year is just a token of respect. Basically, as long as they maintain the tribute on the surface, the Dragon Clan will not come to cause trouble."
"After all, the elves have a lot of poisons that even the dragon's strong body can't withstand."
“Perhaps, those dragons dare to bully the elves outside, but they definitely don’t dare to do that in the Forest of Elves.”
"The biggest difference between the elves and other races may be the gods they believe in." After thinking for a while, Mirabelle's voice flowed slowly like a clear spring.
"God?" Ron raised his eyebrows.
Mirabelle nodded heavily: "Although the Seven Orthodox Churches are headed by the Dawn Goddess Church, in fact, even the Dawn Goddess Church should not have seen many miracles, right?"
Ron was silent.
Not to mention that I have seen it a few times, it can almost be said that I have never seen it.
Since the moment the seven orthodox religions were established, there have been almost no miracles. The believers who came after them have never witnessed the glory of the gods with their own eyes, and can only imagine the appearance of the gods through the statues left over from eight thousand years ago.
The Pope has always been in charge of the administration of divine power.
Not only miracles, but even those favored by God have never appeared.
That is why there has always been a legend in the Dusk Continent that the gods have long been dead.
"But, elves are different. Many elves have seen miracles." Mirabelle continued, "The lifespan of elves is relatively long. The average elf can live for more than 400 years. It is normal for powerful elves to live for thousands of years."
"So, many of the things that happened to the elves can be carefully preserved."
"It is said that seven or eight thousand years ago, not long after the Church of the Mother Goddess of All Things was established, a terrible plague suddenly broke out in the Elf Forest. Adult elves were still able to resist, but young elves suffered heavy casualties, especially newborn babies, who had no resistance at all. Although many elves worked hard to research and develop medicine to treat the plague, they had no results. Just when many elves were about to despair, the Mother Tree of All Things suddenly blossomed."
"The pollen floated in the breeze and landed on the elves afflicted by the plague. These tormented elves gradually got better and recovered within a few days."
"Thousands of years ago, there were evil spirits wreaking havoc in the Elf Forest."
"Although the elves have many masters, they are no match for the evil spirit. A huge flower bud suddenly appeared on the Mother Tree of All Things. After the flower bud bloomed, it was discovered that under the petals was a female elf. After the elf was born, she immediately killed several evil spirits, and then disappeared silently, never to be seen again."
"It is said that the Mother Tree of All Things is the incarnation of the Mother Goddess of All Things, but in the eyes of many elves, this is not an incarnation at all, and may even be the Mother Goddess of All Things herself."
"Among humans, there are many pagans, and many people do not believe in the existence of the Goddess of Nature and the Goddess of Dawn. However, this is not the case among the elves. Every elf firmly believes that the Mother Goddess of All Things has always been protecting the entire elf race."
This casual remark made Ron's eyelids twitch.
The Mother Goddess of All Things is also a relatively powerful type among the gods.
But after the two wars of the gods, the Mother Goddess of All Things and the God of Wilderness could be said to be the gods who suffered the most serious injuries. The Mother Goddess of All Things, in addition to the power of reproduction, also has the power of healing. Her healing ability is second only to the Goddess of Dawn.
Normally, the Mother Goddess of All Things shouldn't have ended up so miserably.
Thinking of what he had seen in the cemetery of the gods, what was suspected to be the corpse of the Mother Goddess of All Things, there was almost no sign of life at all. The result obtained from Heferson was that the Mother Goddess of All Things had already died.
But on the elves' side, they have repeatedly seen the Mother Goddess of All Things perform miracles.
An idea suddenly emerged in Ron's mind. The Mother Goddess of All Things was indeed seriously damaged in the two wars of the gods, but this damage was not as serious as imagined. It was just that the Mother Goddess of All Things divided her existence into two.
Some of them stayed in the cemetery of the gods to heal their wounds.
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It was just because the injuries were too severe, and because he was split into two, his recovery was not satisfactory and he was almost in a state of death.
The other part transformed into the mother tree of all things and protected the elves.
In this way, the lifeless remains of the Mother Goddess in the Cemetery of the Gods and the several miracles in the Forest of Elves can be barely explained.
From this perspective, what Mirabelle said was indeed correct. The Mother Tree of All Things was most likely not the incarnation of the Mother Goddess of All Things, but the Mother Goddess of All Things herself, just in a different form.
However, the Mother Goddess of All Things was eventually seriously injured, which made it impossible for her to stay awake all the time. She would only show her miracles when the elves were facing the disaster of genocide.
And since Heferson lives on the mother tree of all things, it is probably not just that he is arrogant and domineering.
Behind Heferson is a powerful evil god.
Could it be that the powerful evil god wanted to absorb half of the Mother Goddess of All Things through Heferson? For a moment, all kinds of thoughts emerged in Ron's mind. If possible, Ron really wanted to go to the Mother Tree of All Things to take a look, maybe he could get a glimpse of the truth.
"What about Hefelson? How much do you know about this guy?" Shaking his head, Ron put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind and asked again. After all, this time he was looking for Hefelson to join forces, so it wouldn't hurt to know more about him.
"Not much." Mirabelle said, "I only know that Heferson was the high priest of the elves two hundred years ago, responsible for offering sacrifices to the Mother Goddess of All Things and communicating with her."
"He has a very high status in the elves, and is basically on par with the Elf Queen and the Pope of the Mother Goddess of All Things."
"Later, because the Elf Queen and the Pope of that generation became husband and wife, the power of the elves was basically controlled by the royal family. The Elf Queen and the Pope tried to sideline Heferson, but they didn't expect that Heferson's strength was beyond imagination. Instead, he suppressed both the Elf Queen and the Pope. Heferson became the actual ruler of the elves."
"However, although Heferson had a higher status and more power at that time, he rarely directly managed the affairs of the elves and focused more on his own cultivation."
"Although the Elf Queen and the Pope were suppressed, they were not killed. They were only stripped of their titles."
"As for the royal family, they are still the royal family, and the Elf Queen will still be selected from the royal family. It's just that from that time on, the Elf Queen has become a puppet, but at least she can still live a normal life."
"Originally, Heferson had a little apprentice. This little apprentice was an orphan. Heferson brought him up since he was a child. He was trained completely according to the standards of the next generation of high priests. It can even be said that among the elves, this little apprentice has already been given the title of a little priest."
"One hundred and twenty years ago, Heferson should have passed the position of high priest to his apprentice. Even the elves have begun preparing for the handover ceremony."
"But at this time, Heferson suddenly changed his temper for some unknown reason, and the ceremony was forced to be interrupted. The young apprentice who was originally preparing to take over the position of high priest became a laughing stock, and he became a little resentful in his heart. He complained about Heferson behind his back, and Heferson found out and killed him on the spot."
"Afterwards, Heferson began to impose high pressure on the entire elf race. The royal family's power was completely stripped away, and the authority of the church was completely hollowed out."
"In order to maintain his rule, Heferson began to purge the elves. Any elves who dared to express any dissatisfaction with him would be brutally abused and tortured until death."
"Even the Queen of Elves and the Pope of the Church of the Mother of All Things cannot maintain their glitz and glamour. As long as the Queen and the Pope have the slightest idea of their own, they will be killed by Heferson. So far, in more than a hundred years, there have been seventeen Queens and more than twenty Popes."
"For us royal elves, becoming a queen basically means that our lives have entered a countdown. No matter how obedient you are, Heferson will always find something that makes him unhappy, and then you will die for inexplicable reasons, such as falling into the water."
Having said that, Mirabelle couldn't help but clench her little hands, her nails almost digging into the flesh.
She couldn't help but think of her own fate. Perhaps, she should also die inexplicably in a few years, but she was lucky. She broke free from the cage woven by Heferson, gained her freedom, and met Ron.
Her fate changed from then on.
However, the deaths of so many relatives were like nightmares that lingered in Mirabelle's mind from beginning to end and she would never be able to forget them.
"Heferson is very powerful, and his improvement speed is terrifying. Almost every time I meet Heferson, I feel that he is much stronger than the last time I met him."
"That kind of power even makes me despair. I always feel that I am just a bird locked in a cage by Heferson. I always feel that the one standing in front of me is not an elf at all, but a demon from hell."
"I don't know, maybe it's because Heferson's strength is too strong, so strong that it scares me and makes my scalp tingle. Anyway, every time I see Heferson, I can feel an indescribable chill. Even if the sun is high in the sky, I still get goose bumps all over my body. That kind of gloom and depression is almost driving me crazy."
"In order to maintain his rule, Heferson even specially trained a group of elite killers." As he spoke, Mirabelle secretly glanced at Carol, who was one of the killers.
Fortunately, Carol looked normal, not at all dissatisfied with her past experience. She even took over Mirabelle's words: "Heferson selects children of appropriate age from the Forest of Elves every year. Those who are chosen by Heferson are all elves with excellent talents."
"These elves will soon become orphans, leaving them with nothing to rely on for the rest of their lives."
"Soon, these elves will be taken to the training ground that Heferson has prepared. We call that place the White House. We will receive two kinds of training in the White House. On the one hand, we will train in physical fitness, magic, fighting, poison and other combat skills. On the other hand, we will be madly indoctrinated with the idea of loyalty to Heferson."
"So, every killer who can walk out of the White House alive, regardless of their own strength, is absolutely loyal to Hefferson and has absolutely no second thoughts..." Carol's face looked a little strange: "Ahem, as for me, I may have slipped through the brainwashing education net."
"These kids need to undergo a ten-year training program."
"Ten children form a clan. At the end of the year, there will be an assessment, and only one elf can survive from the white house."
"In the second year, the survivors will be divided into three groups. At the end of the year, only one person will survive."
"After ten years of continuous fighting, every assassin that walked out of the White House was an elite among the elite. Most importantly, they were as ruthless as snakes and scorpions. No matter who they were facing, even if they were former friends or relatives, as long as there was an order from above, they would not hesitate at all when they took action."
Listening to Carol's voice, Mirabelle couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic.
Compared to Carol's experience, what happened to me didn't seem so painful.
One can imagine how powerful the killer group trained in such a cruel way is.
But at this time, Carol said again: "The assassin groups under Heferson are indeed very scary, but in my opinion, these assassin groups are not the most powerful forces under Heferson."
"Oh, is there some power around Heferson that I don't know about?" Mirabelle was a little surprised, and asked quickly without waiting for Ron to speak.
Carol nodded heavily: "Yes..."
"Those are the instructors who train killers!"
Chapter 2 (End of this chapter)