Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 544: The white frost has already arrived!

Ailin, who had just found the exit, was stunned when he heard this.

No one worships the gods because they have fallen...

This reason was so logically clear and so hellish that for a moment he didn't know how to continue the conversation and could only hurry on his way.

"boom!"

Invisible and transparent telekinesis enlarged a small hole on the side of the golem's waist, just enough for two people to walk through with their legs bent.

Ailin retracted his right hand and waved it to shake off the dust raised by the Alder Seal. Then he held onto the wall of the cave and walked in first.

The scene behind the golem was completely different from what they saw when they first arrived.

The cave walls were covered with dents from heavy hammer strikes, broken dark green vines appeared every few meters, and there were also black scorch marks, molten iron, and frozen crystals...

The ground was plowed into two one-meter-deep ridges, like the ridges in rural fields, leading directly to the cave chamber at the end.

The dim firelight flickered quietly, without being affected at all.

Ailin was a little skeptical. Was Jeroen Moreu really imprisoned here?
Aida Emin held onto the earth wall and crawled out of the narrow hole.

"Is it because of... humans?" Ailin reached out to hold the elven sorceress and pulled her out of the cave. He watched her pat the dust off her light yellow skirt.

I don't know how she could fight such a fierce battle with the golem wearing clothes that were not convenient for fighting.

"Thank you," Ada Emin waved her staff, and a gust of wind blew away the dirt on her and Alin's clothes. "But it's not because of humans. The mountain people came to this world more than two thousand years earlier than the ancestors of humans."

"The older the gods, the more powerful they are. Humanity's new gods are vulnerable in front of the gods of the Ain Sheedi clan."

"And didn't you notice?"

"Except for the Clifford Cult, which advocates the use of force and hates non-human races, most of the righteous gods of mankind have little offensive power. Meliteli is a 'mother', and Freya also advocates fertility, love, beauty and harvest..."

"Besides these, humans have no other well-known gods..."

Aida Emin paused and chanted a few spells.

The hard stones turned into soil, filling the ridges plowed by the golem and smoothing out a path that was easy to walk on.

Ailin was stunned when he saw this scene.

Such a long ridge, with a volume of rocks turned into mud, is enough to build a small fortress, and the amount of magic power consumed is incalculable.

The slight contempt that had arisen in his heart after the golem was destroyed immediately disappeared.

The warlock's strengths and weaknesses are too obvious. If Ada Emin is given enough space and time, she won't have to worry about Aelin's existence. Not to mention a mere golem, she might be able to destroy a human city.

However, Thomas Moreau probably designed this "cage" for this reason, after all, he is also a sorcerer.

She stepped on the solid ground with her right foot, nodded with satisfaction, and continued as she walked forward:
"Alin, you are young, so you may not find it strange."

"But anyone who has studied theology can see that this is very abnormal."

"Intelligent life has an infinite need for faith. Anything they can see, from mountains, rivers, lakes, to the land and oceans, from the sun, moon, clouds, stars, to flowers, birds, insects, and fish, can become a god's ministry."

"There are even businesses, forging, textiles, winemaking, and art created by intelligent life itself..."

"The gods of the mountain people were once as numerous as the stars in the galaxy. The dwarves also had their own system of gods, which was numerous..."

"Why is it that humans, who now occupy the entire world, have only a few gods?"

Ailin was stunned when he heard this.

Although he had met Meliteli, to be honest, the level of gods was still too far away from him.

The witcher was neither a priest nor a theologian from Niubao, so he had never really thought about this question.

But now, after listening to what Ada Emin said, I suddenly felt that the human gods in the witcher world, which were originally natural and harmonious, were particularly strange at this moment.

"Why?" he couldn't help asking.

Aida Emin looked at him, smiled, and said softly:

"Because most of the gods of mankind are arranged."

"Ah?" The elven sorceress's words were so shocking that Ailin was so surprised that he couldn't help but stop.

Aida Emin seemed very satisfied with his reaction, curled the corners of her mouth, and continued:
"From clay and stone idols to the ignition of the sacred fire, many gods of mankind - Meliteli, Freya and even Cliff - all walked towards the altar step by step under the guidance of the people of the mountains."

"Of course, this does not include gods who are too aggressive."

"Cliff's original teachings also advocated honor and restraint. Through extremely strict discipline, one can eliminate one's own distractions and weaknesses and fight against evil."

"Hostile toward non-human races, including the Ein Sheedi and the dwarves, only gradually emerged after the Great Change."

"It is the change of doctrine caused by the gods adapting to the believers and the secular world."

"in addition……"

"Because of the close relationship between the original mountain people and humans, the gods of Ein Sheedi are also the gods of humans."

"Most humans at that time were more pious than even the Mountain People themselves..."

Ailin was stunned by what he heard and subconsciously wanted to refute.

Because he had read some of the epics and biographies that were considered historical in the northern continent, and the origin of human gods mentioned by Ada Emin had never appeared in any of them.

It never appeared in the original novels or games in the previous life.

But after opening his mouth, Ailin changed his mind and thought, the secret that human gods originated from the arrangement of elves is something that human rulers have used various means to cover up, so how could they allow it to be passed down.

The current state of human belief is exactly the same as what Ada Emin said.

And this is consistent with the history he knows.

How could Al Sheedi, who came from the same race as the Wild Hunt Ain El, who wantonly invaded many worlds, launched plunder and war, be as stupid and cute as they appear in known history?
A race that was clearly in a dominant position had inexplicably reached the pinnacle of power, occupying the entire continent, because those of their kind that had combined with humans were successfully replaced by a vassal race, humans.

How outrageous!

You should know that the demon hunter world is not a world without magic, but an extraordinary world with low magic, medium magic, and perhaps high magic in the past.

Here, in the era of elf rule, powerful strength, especially the power of magic, rather than the number of populations, is the basis for ruling the world.

And Ion Sheedi, who rules the entire continent, must have the strongest and most numerous warlocks with a strong foundation.

How to lose?
In addition...

There really is a God in this world!

A system of gods that has developed for at least two thousand years, and a group that has only settled in this world for a hundred or two hundred years...

How could humans possibly compare?
What Aida Emin said was that this method of controlling vassal races through marriage and faith was truly like the Ain Woodard clan that traveled through many worlds and fought. Cold-blooded, secretive, and efficient.

And as he thought about it, Ailin became more and more interested in the "truth" that Ada Emin mentioned.

The history of Ain Sheedy certainly has little to do with the business of a demon hunter and the improvement of his strength, but it is of great significance to a child of miracles who has traveled through time.

The ancestors of the mountain people, the Ain Woodod clan, left their hometown and traveled through various worlds in order to avoid the white frost.

Speaking of this continent, who might know Bai Shuang best...

Not any human, not even Meliteli, not any human god, but Ion Sheedi, and their long-fallen gods.

Thinking clearly, Ailin did not refute, but noticed a word in Ada Emin's words.

"The Great Change is the reason for the fall of your gods of Ein Sheedi?" Ailin followed Ada Amin and asked beside her.

"That's right," Ada Emin nodded slightly, her eyes thoughtful, "The change started 473 years ago, on the last day of the Soul Moon, which was the day before the winter solstice."

"The Sun God of the Mountain People did not respond to the high priest's prayers on that day, but the high priest did not think there was a problem because the gods did not always respond to believers."

"But in the evening, there was an eclipse of the sun over all the palaces of the Mountain People."

"That was no ordinary eclipse."

"The winter solstice has not yet arrived, but the temperature has dropped to freezing point. The activity of free elements in the air suddenly drops to half at the moment of the solar eclipse."

"When the whole world was completely shrouded in darkness, the activity of the elements dropped to an unprecedented extreme, as if the world had suddenly lost its elements and magic power."

“It was then that the priests realized that this was not an accident, but the beginning of a disaster.”

Aida Emin paused, and seeing that Ailin was listening very attentively, she continued:
"The palaces of each city were in chaos, and the priests prayed devoutly, hoping to get a few words from the gods they believed in."

“But on that day, all the gods of the mountain people were completely silent.”

"Then in the second week, the palace of the God of the Sun and the statue of the God collapsed with a loud bang, and the broken parts were covered with cold frost."

"The high priest froze to death in the prayer room, and the remaining priests suffered severe injuries due to their positions and the degree of their piety."

"In the third month, the Moon God, the Queen of Winter, and then Summer, Autumn, and Spring, the oldest gods of the four seasons, all followed in the footsteps of the Sun God. The statues collapsed, the chief priest froze to death, and the remaining priests were seriously injured."

"On the day when the statue of the Daughter of Spring collapsed, the people of the mountains could no longer suppress the unrest in the country. First, the dwarves, who were already at odds with them, turned against them, and then the few goblins and halflings..."

"In the fourth year, the demon tide warmed up, and the people of the mountains finally suppressed the rebellion in the country. The fall of the goddess of the lake and the god of the mountain once again marked the beginning of the fall of the gods."

"Then came the Ragnarok which lasted for nearly three hundred years. At the beginning, we could hear the sound of broken statues and the screams of priests almost every year."

"The entire Ain Sheedi clan is demoralized, and every priest is in a state of panic, fearing that they will be the next to freeze to death."

"The mountain people tried countless methods, but to no avail."

"Under terrible pressure, suicides began to occur in Ain Sheedy."

"Some followed their faith in gods, some mourned the death of their loved ones, but the majority were desperate people who saw no future or hope."

"And then a few years later, humans rebelled..."

Aida Emin paused and took a deep breath.

At this moment, Ailin couldn't help but take a deep breath, and when he touched his forehead, he was covered in cold sweat.

The Elven Sorceress' voice was calm and devoid of any emotion.

But he heard the deepest terror in those plain words.

What despair this is!

They could only watch as the supreme gods they used to worship fell silently one by one, as wars broke out and rebellions arose.

In the blink of an eye, due to some mysterious, terrifying and irresistible force, the powerful race was irretrievably rushed into the abyss.

If you put yourself in his shoes, Ailin can't say what he would choose.

When I first crossed over, although the future of the Wolf School was bleak, the enemies, although powerful, were all mortals, so there was at least hope of saving the situation.

And what about the elves?

At that time, it seemed that all they had left was despair and anxiety.

"Humans seized the moment when the mountain people were at their most vulnerable, pointed their swords at their masters, teachers, parents, and brothers, and then conquered several cities in a row."

"They also encountered strong resistance, but when the chief priest of the God of War suddenly froze to death in the battlefield in the heat of the battle, there was no more mountain people who could stop humans."

"Then the fall of the gods began to slow, but it continued."

"Finally, when Aerilion was defeated at Shayla Wade, the Mountain People also completely lost the goddess of the sea, and lost their last god."

"Humans have completely taken over the entire continent."

After telling the brief yet long history of the decline of the mountain people, Ada Emin and Aelin suddenly fell silent.

The weight of history took shape at this moment, weighing heavily on the hearts of the two people.

This was not because Ailin empathized, but because he suddenly realized something -

This Ragnarok is not over.

"Son of Miracles," Aida Amin suddenly spoke up when they came to the corner where the golem was seen, "Do you know why the prophecy of Islinni Aegiri Aip Avinien, a prophecy of Ain Sheedy, has been passed down in the human world to this day and spread throughout the continent?"

Ailin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "Why?"

"Because Yislin is the priestess of the God of Prophecy, and the only priestess who can deliver the oracle..."

"Could it be..." Ailin exclaimed.

"Yes," Ada Emin nodded, "that oracle is a prophecy."

"More precisely..."

"The prophetic poem of Islinni Aegiri Aip Avinien is the only last words left by the god of prophecy and the entire pantheon of the mountain people after the great change."

"Son of Miracle, you should know what I really want to say now..."

The elven sorceress stopped, turned around and stared at him with her young yet weathered eyes that seemed to contain thousands of years of history:
"The child of miracle..."

"The White Frost is not the fantasy of a mad elf, and..."

“He has already arrived!”

(End of this chapter)