Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Seeing that the desired effect had been achieved, the phantom images of various towns slowly dissipated, leaving only the fanatical believers behind.

Lynn then turned his gaze to the kings and commanded, "From this day forward, the Origin Realm can have only one faith, and that is the Supreme God."

"You may keep your traditions, your customs, your writing and language, but there is only one God."

"Strive to elevate your faith, for any nation whose faith is pure enough will receive divine grace."

The kings bowed. "We obey the divine decree."

Lynn's phantom rose back into the sky and landed on the back of the Chaos Dragon.

The dragon legion flew south, the sound of its wings flapping growing fainter and fainter until it disappeared behind the clouds.

In the royal square, people were still kneeling. The kings straightened up, looked in the direction where Lynn had disappeared, and remained silent for a long time.

Subsequently, the kings discussed the matter and decided to spread their faith in accordance with the command of the great and supreme God.

"Tell all cities and towns that from this day forward, erect statues of God, build churches, and pray to the Most High God."

...

On the outskirts of the Elf Forest, a green barrier still stands, isolating everything from the outside world.

The elven elders stood on the outermost canopy, gazing into the distance.

From there, you can see those dark shadows in the distant sky, those wings that stretch out as one, moving in from the north.

It is the Dragon Legion!

The elders looked at each other in bewilderment.

The elves and dragons had a good relationship, and they couldn't understand why the dragons had come in such a large force.

However, with the protection of the elven barrier, they shouldn't be able to get in... right?

The red dragon circled several times high above the Elf Forest, its golden eyes peering through the barrier into the depths of the forest.

A deep rumble came from its throat, echoing through the open canopy.

The Elf Queen stood beneath an ancient tree in the heart of the forest. It was a giant tree that had lived for tens of thousands of years, with a trunk that required dozens of people to encircle it, and a canopy that covered half the valley.

She wore a white robe embroidered with silver vine patterns. Her age was impossible to discern from her face; she was simply stunning.

At this moment, she has her eyes closed and her hands pressed against the tree trunk.

Green light emanated from her palm, spreading along the veins of the tree trunk and reinforcing the edges of the barrier.

The dragons outside the barrier were still flying; they didn't attack, but they didn't leave either.

Lynn did not send the dragon to launch a full-scale attack; his aim was not to annihilate the elves.

Moreover, he has an even simpler method.

Lynn stepped off the back of the Chaos Dragon and landed on the ground, drawing upon the power of all things to summon a grayish-white mist.

The fog did not attack; it simply spread along the ground.

The green barrier began to recede as the mist touched its edges, not shattered, not forcibly torn apart, but simply receding like the tide.

The barrier receded into the forest, moving from the edge to the center, retreating for tens, hundreds of miles, until it reached the area around the ancient tree, and then disappeared completely.

The Elf Queen was shocked.

What kind of method is this?

An indestructible natural barrier... just vanished like that?

The hand that was pressing on the tree trunk slipped off.

She looked down at her hands, where several green lines remained on her palms—traces left after the barrier energy receded.

The patterns quickly disappeared, and she looked up at the edge of the forest.

Lynn walked calmly along the mist-dampened meadow, allowing the dragons to proceed unimpeded.

Since Lynn was walking below, they couldn't fly overhead, so they folded their dragon wings and landed, walking on their own two feet.

On the outskirts of the Elf Forest, a large group of elven warriors remained in defensive stances, their bows still drawn, arrows pointed at the "invaders."

But they did not loosen their grip, nor did they shoot an arrow.

Those are thousands of dragons. If they were to start a war because of their side firing first, they would be the ones to commit the sins.

Lynn walked past them, past the low treehouses, past the moss-covered stone steps, until he reached the ancient tree.

He stopped in front of the Elf Queen.

The Queen looked up, scrutinizing Lynn with curiosity. "Are you an incarnation of the spirit of nature? Or something even more ancient than the spirit of nature?"

Her voice was also very soft, like the rustling of leaves rubbing together.

Only the spirit of nature can so easily eliminate the "natural barrier".

Lynn looked at her flawless face and spoke.

"I am the ruler of the world—the supreme god N'Zoth."

He paused for a moment.

"The spirit of nature is merely a condensation of rules that I control."

The Elf Queen nodded knowingly, seemingly unsurprised and without doubting Lynn's words.

With such means, and the ability to subdue the powerful dragon race, even if he is not a supreme god, he is no different from a supreme god in this world.

Lynn revealed his purpose.

"I don't object to your belief in the spirit of nature, your protection of the forest, and your adherence to the rhythms of nature."

"But now that I'm here, it's time for your beliefs to change as well."

Upon hearing this, the elven elders who were the Elf Queen were indignant.

Standing on the left was a female elder, wearing a dark green robe, whose gaze fell on Lynn with a scrutinizing tone.

His gaze slid from head to toe and back again, as if he were identifying some species he had never seen before.

"Change your faith? By what right! Are you older and nobler than the forest?"

Her voice was low.

"Or are you just saying you've lived longer than us, and because you've lived longer, you think you're born to be worshipped?"

Lynn glanced at her, then turned away indifferently.

But with just that one glance, the natural power within the female elder's body completely dissipated, leaving not a trace behind.

The female elder was terrified, constantly touching her body, like a child abandoned by the world.

"The power of nature... My power of nature has vanished..."

"Why? Has the spirit of nature abandoned me?"

The other elven elders looked at Lynn with growing fear.

Can a single glance strip away the power of nature? How incredible!

Leaving aside the female elder whose faith had crumbled, Lynn once again fixed his gaze on the Elf Queen, waiting for her to make a statement.

The Elf Queen lowered her head. "Nature shelters us, and we also need to have faith in nature."

Our ancestors believed in nature, in the forest, and in the unseen.

"Nature has also responded to us and bestowed upon us its power. We are interdependent and mutually supportive."

Lynn nodded. "You can continue to believe in nature, but you must also believe in the Supreme God; the two paths can coexist."

The Elf Queen raised her head and looked into his eyes.

Those eyes were so deep, as if they contained the universe and the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, that the Elf Queen could not help but fall for them.

She quickly lowered her head, but she had already made up her mind.

The Elf Queen placed her right hand on her chest and bowed respectfully to Lynn.

"Elves, obey the will of the Supreme God. From now on, you will be our lifelong faith."

Seeing this, the elven warriors behind her also put away their bows. Some knelt on one knee, some bowed their heads, and some placed their hands on their chests, following her in saluting.

Seeing this, the elven elders had no choice but to submit.

Unlike other races, the elves do not resist believing in a real god.

They believed in the god of nature, the god of spirits, and the spirits of the forest; one more wouldn't hurt.