The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

Elonnis was no exception.

However, compared to the fervor of his fellow tribesmen, he paid more attention to the tasks assigned by the gods.

The former ruler?

To be honest, in all his years of life, he had searched through the oldest elven texts, even those dating back to the Silvermoon Forest era, and had never heard of this name before.

He had no idea what the "Old Days" were, let alone how terrifying and taboo they were, that even a supreme deity like the Prophet feared them so much.

But does it matter?

It doesn't matter at all!

The important thing is that this is a prophet's oracle!

It was an order personally issued by the supreme god whom the Elven race had worshipped for countless years!

If the Prophet's mission can be completed, the Elven race can regain its glory, even surpassing its former glory when it ruled the Silvermoon Forest!

What is the Divine Sherman, what is the Forbidden Water Clan? Before the power of the prophet, they are all nothing but dust!

"A great prophet!"

Elonnis screamed at the top of his lungs, his voice filled with a desperate madness: "Your will is our direction!"

"The Elven race is willing to offer you their utmost loyalty and life!"

"Even if we shed our last drop of blood, even if we turn this entire star system upside down, we will find that heresy called the Old Ones for you!"

Behind them, a dozen great sages and elven generals also kowtowed in unison.

The frenzied shouts were deafening in the dilapidated temple, venting all the pent-up frustration they had just endured.

Seemingly satisfied with the attitude of the various elven races throughout the universe, the dark red light on the statue flickered slightly.

Immediately following, another complex message was forcibly crammed into Elonnis's mind through the mental connection.

That was a description of the characteristics of the "Old Ones".

"The essence of His power is the ultimate devouring, distortion, and destruction."

"It has no fixed form, and is often accompanied by endless darkness, twisted tentacles, purplish-black calamity energy, and... a gigantic maw of abyss capable of devouring the rules of heaven and earth."

"His oppressive power transcends all existing elements and laws. Any living being before Him will feel a tremor in their very soul, a breakdown of reason, and utter madness..."

Upon receiving this message, Elonnis, who had been frantically kowtowing, suddenly froze.

He lay on the ground, his eyes widening little by little, his pupils contracting violently.

Darkness? Twisted tentacles? Crimson-black energy?

And... a gigantic maw capable of swallowing the heavens and the earth?!

These words hit him like a blow to the head, leaving him feeling dizzy.

In an instant, the scene that had occurred just a few hours earlier in the sky above the neighboring Divine Summer plane flashed uncontrollably through his mind.

That terrifying figure that tore the sky apart...

Those black tentacles, their surfaces covered with blood vessels and tumors, blotting out the sky...

That gaping maw, covered in mountain-like fangs and radiating a purplish-black light, seemed to devour the heavens and the earth...

And then there was that terrifying pressure that left even these demigods lying on the ground, waiting to die, unable to even muster the thought of resistance...

These features... why do they look so familiar?

This is practically a replica of that monster from before!

Thinking of this, Elonnis felt a chill run down his spine, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

Could it be that... that monster next door that has caused such suffering to their elf race is the "Old One" that the prophet is looking for?

The moment the thought popped into his head, Elonnis was so startled he almost bit off his own tongue.

But less than two seconds later, Elonnis shook his head vigorously, banishing the absurd idea from his mind.

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Clearly, he subconsciously dismissed the idea in his head, even finding his guess somewhat ridiculous.

How big is the universe?

That was a boundless world, containing billions of stars and countless divine realms.

The plane in which their elven race currently resides is nothing more than a remote, impoverished area on the edge of the astral plane.

The prophet is a supreme deity, and the ultimate taboo she seeks is the "Old Ones" who can plunge the entire universe into disaster.

How could it be such a coincidence that they were hiding in the Sherlock Holmes dimension right next to them?

This is like an emperor of a country going around the world hunting down a world-destroying demon king, only to find that the demon king lives in a thatched hut at the east end of your village and steals your water every day—it's as absurd as that.

"I must have been so scared that I was imagining things."

Elonnis silently reassured himself, forcibly suppressing the unease in his heart.

The monster next door, though terrifying, is only capable of wreaking havoc in their remote dimension.

The true Old Ones are billions of times more terrifying than that monster; they are beings even prophets fear.

If the beings from the next dimension are truly the ancient rulers, then they would have ceased to exist the moment the other party revived!

"Phew!"

Thinking of this, Elonnis exhaled, completely erasing the doubt in his heart.

However, just as Elonnis was having an internal struggle...

The statue once again conveyed its message.

"The power of the past is too great. Even a trace of it is something you cannot contend with now."

"In order to enable you to better carry out my will, I will bless all my devout people."

The moment those words were spoken, the air in the entire temple froze.

A blessing?! A blessing from the Most High God!

All the elves suddenly raised their heads, their eyes filled with longing.

They had waited for this day for far too long.

As soon as he finished speaking, the jade statue that was suspended in mid-air suddenly underwent a drastic change.

The once dazzling starlight faded quickly, replaced by an extremely dense crimson mist.

The crimson hue was mixed with an extremely domineering quality.

It even carried a dark red energy with a hint of evil.

As soon as this energy appeared, the remaining natural wood elements in the temple were instantly devoured as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

A faint smell of blood filled the air.

Under normal circumstances, Elonnis, as the High Priest, would have noticed something amiss with this power.

The elves have always been close to nature and believe in the pure life and power of the stars.

When did you come into contact with such violent and bloody things?

But in the face of fanatical faith and an extreme thirst for power, reason has long been cast aside.

"boom!"

With a muffled bang, a dark red halo suddenly exploded from the surface of the statue.

Immediately afterwards, thick, dark red beams of energy shot out from the statue, striking the bodies of every elf present.