Above the distant night sky.
A stream of red-gold light shone.
From far to near, it is rapidly approaching the location of the world tree fragment.
"Although they are just defective products whose bloodline has long been polluted and have lost their function as containers."
"From the very beginning, I just used you as a chess piece."
"But there are seven legends, and the blessing of the Heavenly Chain I left behind..."
"With the same status, you couldn't even defeat that pure-blooded golden elf?"
For the first time since He and Char officially came into contact, the eyes of the incarnation of the Sun God revealed a hint of surprise.
That great catastrophe caused Him to lose more than 90% of His divinity and authority.
...
...
Even the remaining remnants are on the verge of losing control at any time due to physical incompatibility issues.
In order to suppress the tendency towards disorder and also to delay the collapse and decay of the Elf King's body, He used the power of half of the World Tree's trunk to seal Himself in the small world formed by the fragments of the World Tree.
He is in a long sleep and self-sealing, and now is actually far from the time when he should wake up.
However, it was because of Char, an alien who suddenly arrived on the Lost Island.
Coupled with the great abnormality displayed by Xia, the sleeping Sun God became quite interested in him.
From the seal on the World Tree Fragment plane that was used to suppress madness, a ray of will leaked out, interfering with the Lost Island outside the World Tree Fragment.
Precisely because of this self-sealing, only a slight trace of the subtle state of will can be revealed.
Its perception and control of the outside world is limited to the area around the World Tree fragments, and it cannot even completely cover the entire Lost Island.
Whether in terms of strength or influence on the outside world, compared to that great existence in the glorious era, who sat on the throne of heaven and illuminated the entire main material plane with his blazing majesty, he may not even reach one percent, or even one thousandth of it.
If it weren't for such an awkward situation, with His status, why would He need to rely on those so-called elders of the council and legends of the elves to do things for Him?
However, even so—
With the vision of the Sun God, there are not many things that can exceed His expectations.
There are seven legendary-level elders of the Council, as well as the remaining holy relics of the Royal Court, plus the advantage of the first move that was taken carelessly.
In His opinion, capturing the pure-blooded golden elf, who was also the second choice for the container, was an absolute sure thing and there would not be any surprises.
However, within just half a year, which was insignificant compared to a thousand years, the Sun God felt this unexpected and somewhat unfamiliar emotion for the second time.
The first time was when He first noticed Char, a human who had somehow crossed the veil of eternal night and descended to the Lost Island.
No……
To be more precise.
In fact, the two consecutive accidents were essentially caused by Char.
What the pure-blooded golden elf used was not the divinity and authority that came from the elven bloodline bestowed by the Sun God.
Rather, it is the mysterious power called "magic" that seems to come from the astral world.
“Interesting technique.”
“Although I am still very immature in my use of it, if I use it with the power of a true god, it can even be comparable to the authority of the Fiery Sun that I possessed during the Glorious Era.”
"I am really becoming more and more interested in you, and the magic and arcane arts behind you."
He looked at Xia deeply, and then the pupils of the elven legend lost focus.
After a breath, Xia Ya keenly sensed that the lofty will had left the body of the elven legend in front of him.
However, with the departure of the will of the Sun God, the original owner of this body did not wake up again as Char had expected.
In an instant, Char saw the elf's emerald green hair turning white rapidly.
Even the skin that was originally smooth and worthy of the name of elves quickly developed wrinkles in a very short period of time.
It was as if hundreds of years had been imposed on this elven body.
In the blink of an eye, we have gone from the prime of youth to middle age and old age.
The flesh becomes shriveled and the skin becomes loose.
Then, in an instant, all the flesh and blood quickly weathered and decayed, turning into scattered dust.
Only a pile of white bones remained, which lost the support of muscles and scattered all over the ground with a crackling sound.
Only the white robe of the elder of the Council Chamber remained intact, forming a sharp contrast with the posture of its owner.
Is this... the consequence of being a vessel for the will of the Sun God that descended upon me from the fragment of the World Tree?
Char's eyes were fixed on the pile of scattered bones.
Naturally, he had no emotional fluctuations over the death of the elder of the Council who was responsible for escorting him to the World Tree. After all, the relationship between the two was just that of pure enemies.
However, even in the first era when mythical creatures were rampant, it was definitely not a situation where "demigods were everywhere and legends were worse than dogs."
Legends are part of the decision-making level of any race or country in the Western Continent at this moment.
Moreover, in the First Age, there was only a difference between legends and demigods, and no other paths except the path to godhood had appeared, so naturally there was no concept of "throne limits".
So, strictly speaking, Char at this moment is just a legend.
It is the legend that has gone further on the road of legend, accumulated more time, and can be compared to the legend of mythical creatures.
And the legend before him died silently.
The reason for this phenomenon is actually easy to understand.
Just as the remnant soul of the Sun God said before, His status is too strong, and now the blood of these elves is too polluted, and they have long lost the qualifications to become containers.
Moreover, it involves such a person, the alternation of massive divinity and authority, so naturally there are many preparation steps involved.
If the will is forced upon you without any preparation, then this body will naturally become a disposable consumable. After you leave, all the functions of the body will collapse in an instant.
"But at least you are much luckier than the remaining seven colleagues in the council."
"Those unlucky guys were directly exposed to the nuclear explosion magic. I guess even their bodies would be sublimated into ashes. Nothing would be left."
"I just don't know if the Heaven's Chain and other holy relics are still there."
"It would be a shame if he was also killed by a nuclear explosion magic."
"Forget about the rest, but the Heaven's Chain is at least a holy relic that can attack divine beings. It shouldn't be that fragile and vulnerable."
Char sighed, gathered the scattered bones, and made the sign of the cross on his chest.
Then, from the pile of bones, he took out several pieces of jewellery with an extraordinary aura, as well as a ring-like object that was surrounded by a hint of mystery and seemed to be a holy relic with a space storage effect.
Even though the two had been enemies before, since they were both going to die, Char decided to give the other party some respect.
At least I got myself a lot of gold coins.
Although the situation of the elves on the Lost Isle is extremely embarrassing now, there are after all the remains of the entire elven royal court here.
As the elder of the council and the person in charge of the entire Lost Island elves, this legendary elf had quite a lot of wealth, which now belonged to Char.
Although Char has dated several wealthy women now, the entire White Tower and the entire Foresta Empire can be considered his backers, and he is literally rich enough to rival a country.
But there is still a difference between your wife’s money and your own money.
How can a man not have his own private money?
Apart from anything else, the issue of who was in control at night was something Char simply couldn't tolerate.
He put all the spoils from picking up corpses into his space pocket and looked into the distance at the red-gold meteor that was getting closer and closer.
The next moment, Xia Ya's eyes moved slightly.
Because immediately afterwards, he felt that he was deep in the fragment of the World Tree.
There is a lofty and profound will that is slowly awakening.
Obviously, the annihilation of the seven elders of the Council was also beyond the expectation of the remaining soul of the Sun God who was sleeping in the fragments of the World Tree.
And after using the body of the elf legend as a carrier, he met Char for the first time.
He was very interested in this man who had inexplicably come to the Lost Island, especially the thing called magic hidden in him.
Its interest was aroused even more.
To the extent that, at this moment, He is even willing to change His original plan of slow recovery.
At the risk of losing control, he forcibly awakened more power from the body sealed by the fragments of the World Tree.
Char felt the ripples of space rising around him.
The next moment, the scenery around him took on a new look after a distorted halo of light.
The branches of the trees in that world that blocked out the sky and the sun disappeared.
In its place was a magnificent black iron palace.
This is the plane contained in the fragments of the World Tree.
It is also the place where the remaining soul of the Sun God is sealed and sleeps.
…
Ten minutes ago, in the high tower in the center of the Elf King's Court.
When the scorching white light faded away.
The original magnificent elven tower was now only a desolate and dilapidated ruin.
Also, under the incomparable light and heat, the long river of metal that had been melted into powder was now solidifying again.
In the huge ruins, there was only one golden elf left.
Apart from the wound left by the arrow that had not yet healed, Hathaway was completely unharmed.
It formed a sharp contrast with the surrounding council hall that was destroyed by the unparalleled destructive force, and the other elders of the council hall who were reduced to ashes in the nuclear explosion without even a trace of remnant.
Without the control of its master, the "Chains of Heaven" loosened and freed the golden elf.
Around her, the twisted space cracks slowly dissipated.
That was a protective magic she created herself, called "The Realm of the Sky".
It can distort the space around it and create a spatial barrier that isolates everything.
Unless the attack also involves the laws of space, any simple physical damage cannot overcome the distorted space itself, even a nuclear explosion that destroys everything is no exception.
Relying on the magic she created, Hathaway turned the forbidden spell "Nuclear Explosion", which originally had a very strict activation timing and would kill both the caster and the opponent if not careful, and was not very practical, into a powerful move that can be used without restrictions.
According to the concept that Char described to her, wizards are also divided into many types.
Arcanist, Battle Mage, Classical Wizard, Precognitive Sage, Golem Wizard, Alchemist, Necromancer... Different wizard schools have different spell tendencies and specialties, specializing in different fields of magic.
It’s like even though they are both elves, the forest elves and moon elves are familiar with different elements and possess different supernatural powers. Among wizards, this is the difference between a fire mage and an ice mage.
According to Char, there is only one area of magic that Hathaway is good at -
null.
Or maybe it could be called "Magic of the Void".
And when Hathaway followed Char's instructions and really started to try it herself, she found out -
Compared to those traditional elemental magics, as a gold elf, she should even rely on her racial talent to have additional bonuses in metal magic.
Space magic is indeed her real expertise.
Whether she was learning the arcane tomes taught by Char or creating entirely new spells on her own, she made rapid progress in the field of space, which could be said to be an innate talent.
This also makes Char's image in Hathaway's mind even more mysterious.
It was clearly just their first meeting, but he could see through the field of magic that she was good at at a glance... Of course she didn't know that someone was just copying her, so it would be strange if she could say it was wrong.
However, I just thought of Char.
The stinging pain in the golden elf's heart turned into a sharp steel knife, piercing through her heart.
The words of the Sun Elf Elder and the haggard figure of the young man in the illusory light curtain seemed to still be before his eyes.
"He is at the World Tree..."
“And what about that so-called ‘Lord’? ”
She yanked off the chain of the Heavenly Lock.
The melodious chanting sound came out of the golden elf's mouth like mercury pouring on the ground.
A spatial crack appeared before her eyes, and Hathaway took a step forward.
The girl's figure was swallowed by the space crack.
Then, her figure appeared outside the ruins of the tower, above the Elf King's Court.
"Hathaway. Dimension Walk"
At this moment, the entire Elf Royal Court below was in chaos.
No elf knew what was happening at this moment of the council meeting, and why such a drastic change would happen on that sacred and majestic tower, which was supposed to be the symbol of the entire Elf Royal Court.
Fortunately, Hathaway's nuclear explosion magic was used for the first time and was extremely clumsy, and the mysterious elven tower and the council hall blocked most of the shock waves.
In addition, because the other seven elders of the Council had discussed in advance to take action against Hathaway, they did not want the other elves in the royal court to know about the coup for the sake of secrecy and stability.
They used the council meeting as an excuse to disperse the remaining elves in the elven tower in advance.
Because of this, apart from those seven unlucky guys, no other elves were affected.
As the only remaining elder in the council today.
At this moment, Hathaway should have stepped forward to take charge of the situation and appease the elves in the royal court who were frightened by this great change.
However, at this moment, the golden elf did not even have such thoughts.
She just continued to chant the ancient spell, and the red-gold magic power surged from the starry sky, carrying her towards the direction of the world tree.
High in the sky, the fierce storm blew away the golden elf's long hair, which flew in the wind and her white robe rustled.
Red-gold magic power surged around her, and her figure was sometimes solid and sometimes illusory.
Every time between illusion and reality, her figure would teleport a long distance.
The Isle of the Lost is huge.
It is also quite far from the Elf King's Court to the World Tree in the center of the island.
However, in front of a legendary wizard who masters the "Magic of the Sky", it is only a matter of a moment.
soon--
The huge world tree is already in sight.
Hathaway, who had a very high sensitivity to the rules of space, also noticed the small world hidden among the branches of this huge world.
She took a step forward.
The next moment, the huge world tree disappeared, and was replaced by a magnificent palace.
The gray-white stone bricks, whether the surrounding walls or the giant pillars, are all made of pure black iron.
Wisps of dark shadows linger throughout the entire magnificent palace.
There was no light of stars or moon outside the window.
This is a small world within the fragments of the World Tree. The pseudo-star light created by Hathaway and Char cannot illuminate this place.
However, there was a thin layer of light in the hall, and the whole palace looked gloomy and dim.
Hathaway did not see any trace of living creatures in the hall. Only ancient doors slowly opened, turning into a dead darkness, leading to the deepest part of the hall.
The open door seemed to be waiting for her arrival.
The golden elf's spiritual intuition flashed with unprecedented warning signs that almost filled the sea of her soul.
That was a foreshadowing of death.
Every trace of spirituality was hinting to her that an unprecedented disaster was lurking in this palace.
According to what the Sun Elves said before, the one sleeping inside might be the original Creator.
That is the big taboo between life and death.
All living things have the instinct to survive. Even a beast without any intelligence will definitely follow its wildness and instinct and turn around and run away at this moment.
Every cell in the body was emitting a warning to the golden elves to flee from here.
However, Hathaway gritted her teeth, went against the instinct of survival, and walked towards the depths of the deep darkness.
She knew that Xia was inside.
The Sun Elf Elders did not say what would happen to Char after he was brought to the World Tree, or perhaps they were not qualified to know the inside story.
Maybe even during this time, Char had already been killed.
But Hathaway still came.
Whether it was because of the seed of love that had just sprouted in the girl's heart,
Or maybe it was because of the regret that almost swallowed up the sea of her soul.
Obviously, Char and the entire Lost Island have nothing to do with the entire elf race.
However, because of his willful request, he entered the Lost Island and was dragged into the vortex of disaster.
At this moment, Hathaway had completely forgotten about the so-called future of the elves.
She just knew she had to be here.
Even if the price to pay for this might be the golden elf's own life.
Snap——
Snap——
The entire palace was silent, with only the sound of the golden elf's own footsteps remaining.
After an unknown amount of time, the thin shadow dissipated, revealing layers of illusory steps.
And at the end of the stairs, there is a gorgeous black iron chair.
On the black iron throne was an illusory and majestic figure.
His face was an extremely handsome expression of elven blood, and it was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman. Behind him were layers of illusory black wings, like the wings of a fallen angel.
On the white robe, there are golden threads, engraved with the unique patterns of the ancient elven royal court.
Hathaway had seen the figure on the black iron throne before her, from the scroll left in the royal library.
This was the Elf King who should have died with the fall of the Royal Court.
No, thinking about the words of the Sun Elf Elder... then the existence before us can be said to be the Elf King, or we can also call him - the Sun God, or the Creator.
This is a great being who was worshipped by all spirits in the glorious era.
Logically speaking, whether from the identity of the King of Elves or from the identity of the Creator, Hathaway should be respectful to the existence in front of her at this moment.
However, the golden elf girl's gaze never lingered on the black iron throne for even a moment.
Instead, it was fixed on the thin figure beside the black iron throne.
He was a human boy with black hair and black eyes.
His hands were bound by black iron shackles that sealed away the extraordinary.
Under the jet-black hair, the pair of black eyes that once intoxicated Hathaway and seemed to reflect the sea of stars had never been so dark as they were at this moment.
Teacher Char...
He is still alive.
The moment I saw the human boy in front of me...
The joy in the golden elf's heart washed away all previous uneasiness, regret, and the fear that came from spiritual intuition and life instinct.
Xia Ya is still alive.
Then everything can still be salvaged.
As long as he could defeat this guy who looked like the remnant of the Sun God and rescue Char...
"Hathaway..."
The young man's words, with a hint of sigh, interrupted the golden elf's thoughts.
"You shouldn't be here."
Hathaway looked up blankly, and happened to meet Char's eyes.
Those dark eyes that were once as deep as the sea of stars were now mixed with complex colors.
He looked at the golden elf in front of him quietly, with sadness and reluctance in his eyes... but also with the same attachment and tenderness that made the golden elf intoxicated as in the past.
besides--
That barely perceptible hint of determination.
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