Holy Elf Empire.

Because of the elves' general slowness, it was half a month after the covenant was issued when the sun god Osella received a series of intelligence.

He read the various news coming from the mortal countries, and his brows, which had been relaxed all the time, were tightly furrowed for the first time.

"Even though they knew that the Lord of the Planes had returned, they still chose to fight to the end, and even formed an alliance to show their determination. What a bunch of arrogant mortals."

Although he said this, he had a very bad feeling in his heart.

Because the legendary mortal wizard named Rosen was so powerful that it was terrifying.

He invaded the imperial palace and killed three legendary level 4 warriors in a very short time. Two of them were very powerful warriors in the empire, especially the war dragon Alexi, who was a rare dragon warrior.

He really couldn't understand how the other party did it.

The last time he fought against the six legends, he could explain it by arranging large-capacity legendary crystals in advance, but this time, he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried.

"We must understand this guy's methods."

How to figure it out? Of course, it is not to send strong men to try one by one, that is almost like sending people to die. No matter how many strong elves there are, they cannot withstand such consumption.

Elves naturally have their own secret methods.

The sun god Osella left his tree house and continued to climb up fifty meters along the tree trunk and came to an exquisite tree house.

The tree house is called 'Moonrise Place' and the owner of the house is Dora, the moon goddess.

Outsiders only know that the elves have two majesties, also known as the Sun and Moon, but in fact, the status of the Moon Goddess Dora is higher than that of Osera.

This is an extremely mysterious and powerful elf, and he is also Dritan's most beloved elf that he has stated many times.

Before Dritan left, the Moon Goddess Dora was almost Dritan's only representative in the mortal world.

This Moon God was also endowed with the rarest magical knowledge by the Lord of Truth. Perhaps his combat power was not very strong, but his insight into the mysteries of the world was so profound that it was incomprehensible.

When they arrived at the tree house, Osela did not go in. He just stood at the door and said, "Dora, I have a problem."

After a while, a soft and low voice came from the tree house: "Tell me, let's see if I can help you find the answer."

Osella described in detail what had happened in the human empire recently, and then said, "This mortal is too powerful. I don't understand why he is so powerful."

"Understood. Just wait for me quietly for a while."

Osella waited patiently.

After waiting for half an hour, a voice came from inside the house: "I saw an amazing name in Chaos Fate, 'Witch Palomenas'."

"He may be related to the great witch."

Osella was also shocked: "Is he the witch's apostle?"

"I'm not sure, but it's very likely that he acquired amazing knowledge from the witch."

"Oh~ This is really a headache. I'm afraid the master will frown when he hears it."

Luna Dora fell silent again, but this time it only lasted a few minutes before she spoke again.

“I contacted the owner and informed him of the news.”

"The master said to wait patiently for his return."

Osella nodded immediately: "Yes."

After saying this, he sighed inwardly: "I originally thought that after the master returned, my clan would dominate the world again. Now it seems that the world has really changed."

I feel a little disappointed and a little panicked, and I feel like I am increasingly unable to understand this new world.

So I couldn't help but ask: "How long will it take for the master to come back?"

"Are you hurrying the master, Osella?"

"I dare not, I just want to know when the master will return so that I can arrange a welcoming ceremony."

"Osella, you and I both know the master's temper. He hates being rushed, so I dare not ask you this question."

"Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Osella turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the moon goddess Dora.

"etc."

"Anything else?"

"The master also said that he is very interested in that group of mischievous mortals. He asked you not to confront them head-on, but to quietly sow some seeds of chaos."

Osella was a little confused: "Seeds of Chaos?"

"Sell the fruit quietly, and convert as many mortals as possible into potential lower-level elves."

Osella understood immediately: "I'll arrange it right away."

In fact, it is not a fruit, but the fruit of the lower elves grown on the great tree of life.

The taste is no different from ordinary fruit, there is no magical aura, and the appearance is almost indistinguishable from ordinary fruit.

But after eating it, it can subtly and quietly transform the mortal body.

At that time, as long as the master calls, the mortals will be completely transformed into lower-level elves.

He thought this was a good idea and turned to do it.

Just as he was about to leave, Dora called him again: "Don't be impatient, Osella, the master hasn't finished speaking yet."

Osella just waited to resume her attitude of respectful listening again.

"The master said that the group of fusion monsters on the Storm Continent are extremely ugly. Their mere existence is a stain on the world. They must be cleared out as soon as possible."

Osella was shocked when he heard this: "This is not going to be easy."

Although those bizarre fusion monsters were indeed ugly and made him feel sick just looking at them, they were indeed very capable in fighting.

Dora's voice came out again: "The master certainly knows this, so he allows you to use the golden tree seeds."

Upon hearing this, Osella felt extremely confident and immediately bowed and promised: "I will definitely clean up the Storm Continent thoroughly before my master returns."

I thought everything was fine, but Dora actually had more to say.

"The master has a third matter to arrange."

All Osella could do was keep listening.

"The master said that the fighting race he created last time was gradually becoming less perfect. Even the elves were no longer perfect, so he planned to make another major transformation."

"In order to better carry out the transformation, he asked you to plant at least three more trees of life and infuse them to at least 600 meters high before he returns."

Osella was shocked when he heard this, both because of the "big transformation" and the need to plant trees.

Because there is a chance of failure in transformation, and it is not low.

During the transformation of the elves in ancient times, at least 10 million people died in the early stages, and the mortality rate was over half in the middle and late stages. It was not until the late stages that it gradually matured, but there was still a mortality rate of at least 10%.

Now the owner wants to make another transformation, and feels that the elf is not perfect.

The first wave of improvements might be the elves.

By then, large waves of elves will surely die!

Maybe he will die from this too.

But he didn't have the confidence to directly resist the major transformation and could only raise some objections indirectly.

"Dora, a 600-meter-tall tree of life is not easy to grow. Each tree must contain at least 500,000 elf souls."

Dora said in a very indifferent voice: "Osella, doesn't the master know this? But have you forgotten what the master said?"

Osella certainly remembered, he repeated softly: "In the pursuit of perfection, any sacrifice is worth it."

"Just remember. Then do it."

Osella had a question: "Dora, I need a date. I need to know how quickly I need to plant the tree."

This tree is not easy to grow. A lot of work is required to integrate a total of 1.5 million elf souls.

After all, elves are immortal. Although they are not considered dead after merging into a big tree, they will be firmly bound, and their lives will be far from as happy as those of living people.

The key point is that the Lord of Truth has not yet told him the specific time, which makes him completely confused.

Dora sighed softly, "I'm sorry, I can't help you. All I can say is, as soon as possible."

"If it's as soon as possible, then we'll have to use force, and I'm afraid it will cause great chaos within the empire."

"Osella, it's no use for you to tell me. I am only conveying the master's orders. I have also made it clear that I can't help you."

“.”

Osela felt as if she wanted to vomit blood, so she took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I understand."

This time, he finally left Dora's tree house smoothly.

He almost ran away, he wished he had never been to this damn place.

. . . . . .

Storm Continent.

The fusion palace of the great demon king Buck.

Rather than a palace, it is more like a mountain of flesh and blood.

The floor and walls of the palace were damp, with all kinds of mucus constantly secreted, and monsters whose appearance could not be described in words were crawling around on this mass of mucus.

At the deepest part of this strange mountain of flesh, in a huge bubble made of wriggling flesh and blood and filled with milky white mucus, there lived three monsters that barely retained some human features.

There are three monsters, each with a human-like face and an extremely large head, but no mouth. Instead, they have a straw-like mouthpart.

There are not just one mouthparts, but more than a dozen.

They have no hands or feet, and instead have a mass of wriggling tentacles that are countless times more complex than an octopus, growing on their bodies like hair.

Their bodies also have no fixed shape.

As a result of the constant wriggling, the three people's shapes are completely different.

At this moment, some of the three monsters' mouthparts were connected to each other, some were sucking milky white mucus, and some were doing some indescribable weird movements.

In short, any mortal who sees this scene will be left with a lifelong nightmare with just one glance.

But this is only on the surface. At the level of thinking, the three monsters are communicating with clear logic and very quickly.

"It's a pity that Shabbat is dead."

"That mortal named Rosen is very strong, and the master is no match for him."

"I can see that those elves are not trustworthy at all. They wish we were all dead. Druitan is also an old-fashioned Virgo. He will definitely deal with us."

"The Mortal Empire is still in turmoil. This is a good time to deal with the elves."

"We have to act before the elves do!"

"But how to deal with the elves?"

"Use poison~~Use botulinum toxin~~Destroy their good looks that they are so proud of, and turn them into freaks like us~~Hahahaha~~~~"

"Haha~~~~This is really interesting~~~Let's do it this way."

(End of this chapter)