Upon hearing this, everyone felt both tense and expectant, wondering what cruel things Queen Anna the Elf had done.
However, they truly did not expect that the Night Elf race had such a connection.
Nightfire completely removed his cloak, revealing a face that looked as if it had been scalded by fire. It was red and quite ferocious, but judging from his bone structure, Nightfire was definitely a first-rate handsome man.
He said:
"In order to identify us sinners and prevent us from causing trouble again, the Queen of that time used a curse to turn our faces into what they are now, and we suffer the pain of being burned by real fire every day."
"She cut off the wings of that generation of night elves, taking away their ability to communicate with nature."
"We, the descendants, have regained our wings, but our wings will never be able to fly high."
"After that, the Queen deprived us of the right to see the sunlight and forced us into the most dangerous rift valley in the Whispering Woods. It took many efforts from our ancestors to finally create an environment suitable for survival."
"The elves yearn for freedom and light, but Queen Anna has robbed us of all hope."
"This hatred is something we night elves have always kept in our hearts, and we will never forget it. We look forward to the day when we can break this damned situation and restore the peace, tranquility, and appearance we deserve."
He looked at Quan Ji and the others, and gave a wry smile:
"Can you understand how we feel? When I saw the Tower of the Holy Spirit fall, I felt as if I could feel the joy of our ancestors and the joy of seeing the sunlight again."
Hearing this, Quan Ji and the others felt their hearts tremble with fear.
It must be said that the elves are sometimes far too stubborn.
These creatures, who call for protection and peace, have done such outrageous things in places unseen by other races.
Are the Night Elves the sinners of the Elven race?
Everyone found it utterly ridiculous.
The Night Elves, in a way, were the salvation of the Elf race.
However, this redemption was destined to fail.
Sorens was a great thinker, but not a good leader.
Quan Ji exhaled and said to the elf princess Sophia beside her, "This is why I forced you. The path you are on now is the path that Sorens took a thousand years ago, and his failure is a lesson for you."
Sophia was momentarily lost in thought, only snapping back to reality after hearing Quan Ji's words. He shook his head to clear his mind and nodded.
"I see."
Quan Ji noticed that she was lost in thought and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Sophia touched her throat and shook her head, replying, "It's nothing, it's just that the name Sorens feels very familiar, it's a strange feeling, but his name does not appear in the genealogy of the Kings of the Elves."
"After Queen Anna, the builder of the Tower of the Holy Spirit, the successive Elf Kings were Queen Kra, who committed suicide after only ten years on the throne, and several other Elf Kings who committed suicide. Finally, my mother, Queen Vivian, reigned for hundreds of years and ended this farcical stock market."
"However, none of the Elf Kings were named Sorens. They were probably removed from the list. This history... could indeed lead the elves to doubt the Tower of the Holy Spirit."
"But speaking of which, back then none of the elves understood why the Elf Kings committed suicide. Now, I think I understand it a little better."
Others also felt they had some insights of their own.
Each queen takes over the work of the Tower of the Holy Spirit.
But not all queens are like Vivian and Anna, and are able to accept this job.
Not everyone can stand by and watch those creatures be used as energy-providing machines, suffering endless torment in dark energy tubes day after day.
Everyone sighed and lamented.
Quan Ji's gaze then fell on the Nightfire: "Who is this creator you're talking about?"
Nightfire said, "The creator we are talking about is the ancestor who, after we were driven to the Great Rift Valley, used all his life force to exchange for a prophecy from the gods, saying that a thousand years later, a creator who would bring peace and holiness would break our curse and relieve our predicament."
"As for the rest, I don't know."
Upon hearing the words "break the curse," Quan Ji and Jun Chenlan exchanged a glance.
With the Crimson Feather Sword and the Ancient Origin Sword in their hands, they are immune to all curses.
If they are the creators in the prophecy, then who is the deity who fulfilled the prophecy spanning five hundred years of history?
It must be understood that the celestial bodies and the sun, moon, and stars change rapidly over five hundred years, making it impossible to predict their movements easily. Even a powerful first-order deity like the Moon Goddess might not be able to do so.
Quan Ji asked, "What god do you Night Elves worship...?"
Nightfire did not hide anything: "Five hundred years ago, the god we worshipped was the God of Harvest, one of the six great knights."
Princess Quan was stunned: "The Six Great Knights?"
Nightfire nodded: "However, five hundred years ago, the continent seemed to have experienced some devastating disaster. The God of Harvest also stepped forward and died in battle. After that, we had no gods to worship until the last two years. Queen Vivian... went crazy and made a mysterious god live in our shrine."
When Quan Ji, Jun Chenlan, and Feng Simian heard about the "devastating disaster five hundred years ago," their souls trembled with excitement.
To make sure the feeling was real, the group exchanged glances.
That war was probably Ragnarok.
There are very few descriptions of Ragnarok in human history. We only know that countless gods fell, but we don't know the details of what happened.
As for the elves, being a long-lived species, they probably know more, right?
"Was the devastating catastrophe five hundred years ago Ragnarok? What exactly happened back then?"
Hearing this, Nightfire shook his head: "The disaster five hundred years ago was indeed Ragnarok, but no one knows exactly what happened."
“My ancestors said that what happened back then was like a dream. There was nothing in the dream. When they woke up, they had already crossed over into those times. They could only see the sky falling, countless gods being injured or even dying. Nothing else... The gods remained silent and established the divine realm.”
Quan Ji and the others were disappointed; it seemed they couldn't find out anything about what happened five hundred years ago.
The group had no choice but to change the question: "So, what kind of god resides in the shrines of your Night Elf race?"
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