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Chapter 1617 Ilúvatar: Mists are the Mechanism
"The distribution of elves in the multiverse is quite extensive, and there are even elves in the negative multiverse. However, the elves in the negative multiverse are not so friendly to humans. Maybe they are the myriad races that were taken to the negative multiverse by Xihe. Well, the elves in the negative multiverse should be extinct now. Judging from the posture of Tunzhou, they are probably eaten up completely."

In the elves' private land in the prehistoric continent, Wu Jie and others were chatting about the elves.

"Is it really okay for you to discuss these things directly in front of the elves' Xiantian?"

"What are you afraid of? There are already disputes among the elves. Ilúvatar is eager to kill all the elves who are against humans."

"That's right. If it weren't for the stupidity and short-sightedness of those elves, the elves shouldn't have ended up like this." Ilúvatar, whose body was half-materialized and half-sanctified and was enlightening something in the void, agreed with Wu Jie after hearing his words: "You don't have to worry about anything. I have no friendship with those elves of the old times. It can even be said that we have an irreconcilable hatred. If those heretics are really dead, I will be happy."

"Irreconcilable hatred?" Wu Jie thought for a moment and asked, "Is it the time when the ancestor of the elves fell into the Styx?"

"Not entirely. The ancestor of the elves fell into the Styx because the Dark Elves were plotted against by Rose and the forces of the Abyss. My hatred for them was that I almost died."

Seeing that Wu Jie seemed a little puzzled, Ilúvatar explained, "I was born in the prehistoric era, and rose in the prehistoric era. The place where I became enlightened was the human city built by Hao. I was extremely powerful at that time. Once I became a saint, I would be a high-level saint. But that was also the time when I was most vulnerable. When a creature is promoted to the saint realm and condenses the sainthood, it either has many saints to protect it, or it looks for an extremely remote place. This is the result of not having the protection of the tribe."

"At that time, when I was about to advance, I was besieged by five high-level saints."

Five high-level saints, this size is a force that cannot be underestimated in any era. Even if there are five high-level saints, as long as they don’t encounter the top forces in the multiverse, such as the Zhongzhou team, the Honghuang Heaven, the Death Group, the Hell Innate Demon God camp with Teacher Luo as the core, and the new generation of the myriad races with the Ice Phoenix as the core, they can still walk sideways in the multiverse.

"At that time, I was only one step away from promotion, and the elves also had a high-level saint, that is the leader of the dark elves. Together with the beginner saints of other elves, there was no problem in delaying my promotion."

Zhan Lan, who had transformed from a spiritual phoenix back into human form, immediately asked, "Did they all abandon you and run away?"

"If it were just that, I wouldn't call them my sworn enemies. At most, we would go our separate ways." Ilúvatar's face showed no sadness or joy, as if he was just narrating a trivial matter: "The Elven Patriarch led all the Elven Saints to escape with the Elven people, especially the extraordinary ones, and sacrificed me. I was not angry about this. Although I am not a magnanimous person who repays evil with kindness, I don't have the bad habits of the saints of the old times. They abandoned me, and I will cut off all grudges with them in the future. What really made me angry was their subsequent actions."

"When my lord's essence was taken out from the low dimension by Hao, although only one-ninth of it was taken out, it was also..." Ilúvatar's face suddenly turned red, especially the tips of her ears, which were unique to the elves, were red and hot. She obviously thought of what someone did immediately after crawling out of the low dimension with an unclear mind, after making the five high saints spin like a top.

Fortunately, the Zhongzhou team was immersed in the atmosphere of eating melons, and no one paid attention to Ilúvatar's slight abnormality. After adjusting his mood a little, Ilúvatar continued: "In short, my king suppressed the group of saints with overwhelming power and made the human city more prosperous. But just when everything was going in the right direction, the fog descended."

"Fog! Another fog. What on earth is this fog?" Cheng Xiao couldn't help but interrupt, "We have encountered this kind of fog more than once. My lover was taken away by the fog many years ago. When I saw her next time, she was already in the Devil Team. The Devil Team is a team that only dead people can enter."

"Yeah, in the battle of Resident Evil 6, those myriad races also came along with the fog. What the hell is that?"

"That is the [mechanism], the [mechanism] that Heaven uses to prohibit the rise of mankind. You can simply understand it as: plot killing, the plot killing that Heaven forcibly prohibits the rise of mankind. In the fog, all mortals of the Ten Thousand Races will turn into bloodthirsty monsters and kill humans crazily, even if those Ten Thousand Races are kind-hearted and don't want to do so, it is useless, just like the ordinary people of the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Races. But that mechanism is useless to the Saints. No matter how weak the Saints are, they are the holders of the power of the multiverse. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the descendants of the multiverse. Ordinary plot killing can only bewitch, not control. And those first saints of the elves, as well as the ancestors of the elves, they raised their butcher knives against humans without hesitation, repaying evil with virtue, but in return they got such a result. How can I not be angry?"

"My Lord did not kill the Dark Elf Patriarch directly, but she did not repent and attacked a very, very, very important person as soon as the fog descended." Even though Ilúvatar was in a semi-sanctified body at this time, he could not help but take a deep breath, and then said: "Given what the Dark Elf Patriarch did, it would be no problem to kill her, but my Lord is still extremely generous and spared her life. We will only make a decision after Priscilla, the ancestor of the elves, returns from the Styx."

"It was the Millennium Night, and the Saint's throne was in danger of falling. My Lord protected her for decades, allowing her to gain a lot of benefits. But the moment the fog descended, she immediately chose to betray!"

"To be honest, although Rose was the instigator of all this, compared to the Dark Elf Sect, I am friendly to Rose. After all, as long as she doesn't get angry with me, I won't care about her and let her fend for herself. But I killed the Dark Elf Sect, crushed her holy way, and threw her true spirit into the Styx, where she will never be reborn."

Ilúvatar took a deep breath, and his gaze seemed to penetrate infinite dimensions and descend outside the world of the Lord of the Rings.

"So Rose, are you here to die?"

(I went to bed at 9pm last night, it is normal for updates to fluctuate)

(End of this chapter)