This elf world is a bit strange

Damos was completely confused, and before he could finish his words, he was shocked by Firion's next move and was at a loss what to do.

"...You followers of Arceus are really blind generation after generation! Wind Fairy!"

Shaking his head in disappointment, Firio's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he threw his superpower hand into the air casually.

"Elu!"

The wind fairy rushed out from behind, and the emerald green light ball that had been brewing for a long time blasted out instantly, hitting the source of life right in front of Damos' horrified eyes.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, the tide of energy surged in all directions, and the crystal clear gem turned into countless powders and scattered out.

"Life...the source of life?!"

Damos stood there in shock, and it took him a while to realize what Chisin's expression before his death meant.

The real source of life cannot be so fragile, it is fake.

Although it was a warm summer day, Damos felt as if he had fallen into an ice storage and was shivering all over.

He shuddered at the thought of what would happen if Arceus found out.

"If you don't change your gullible nature soon, both Mitina and you will suffer greatly."

Throwing down a cold remark, Firio walked towards the wall without looking back and slapped the empty wall hard.

"Rumble..."

As the mechanical gears turned, the secret passage hidden in the wall was revealed.

"What are you still standing there for? Go away, I know where he put the thing, but my friend can't do anything with it."

Firion glanced at Damos who was still in a daze with a displeased look. Feeling the increasingly urgent pressure, he strode into the room without any hesitation, followed by Nancy who was always following him.

"Ah! Sorry!"

Damos then woke up from his dream and hurriedly followed, leading the huge army of Pokémon into the narrow secret passage.

By following this corridor secretly built by Qi Xin, you can reach the temple in the shortest time.

And at this moment, in the sky outside the window, the solar eclipse is already halfway through, and the pitch darkness has eroded most of the sun's light.

The figure of Arceus appeared in the distant sky, slowly flying towards them, triggering warm cheers from the residents of the city.

Most people are always simple and plain.

They will be guided to fear, but they will also feel genuine joy from the inside out, especially when facing the gods and saviors of their faith.

The white body flew through the air and headed straight for the temple.

An imperceptible layer of light silver-gray lingers on the surface of the white body, exuding a strange aura.

Chapter 323: Farewell to the Gods, Embracing the Age of Living Beings

"This guy Qi Xin is really completely crazy. He can actually do such a thing."

Seeing the silver water that had been brewing for a long time and accumulated in a huge pool, Damos looked depressed and struggled.

There were scattered metal debris everywhere, emitting an unpleasant pungent smell, which were the result of Korni's previous attempts.

If it is touched slightly, it will at least break on the spot, but most of the time it will be completely corroded without leaving any trace.

Even Firio felt a soul-deep fear of this liquid metal which was countless times more terrifying than mercury.

It wasn't until he saw it with his own eyes that he understood why Arceus was injured by a meteorite made of this substance.

It is not a product of this world at all and is extremely corrosive. Only pipes and pools made of the same substance condensed into a solid state can withstand its erosion.

Even if it is a formless spiritual force, once attached to it, it will be contaminated by some unknown toxin or something, and then transmitted into the body, making people dizzy.

A brief attempt made him feel dizzy and fearful.

A faint green light was emerging from the bottom of the pool, appearing and disappearing, making it difficult to find its direction.

The surging divine power overflowed from the silver-gray liquid metal. Although most of it was obscured, it undoubtedly revealed the true identity of the treasure hidden "underwater".

Qi Xin, aware that an accident might happen, sealed this treasure, which he would never give up, in a pool that he thought was the safest place.

Outside the temple, cheers and exclamations were heard. Amid the cheers of the soldiers and priests, Arceus' figure was getting closer and closer. Time waits for no one.

Firion looked at Damos who was still struggling with his thoughts, walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder. He was no longer as impatient as before, but instead relaxed and said softly to comfort him: "I leave this to you. Maybe you can find some tools to fish it out. Don't blame yourself. Chisin is willing to be Smeagol controlled by the ring, you can also be Frodo! I will handle the outside world."

"S...Smeagol?"

The sudden unfamiliar name left Damos confused, but Firion just smiled, turned around casually, and waved his hand gently.

"It's just a story from my hometown. I hope the ending will be the same. I'll leave it to you. Korni, Nancy, help him and don't follow him out."

A faint superpower enveloped Nancy and Korni, who were about to set out with him, and held them down gently but irresistibly. In just a moment, the tall figure disappeared into the deep corridor.

Faced with Arceus who came here, Firion chose to go alone.

The Heavenly Flute on his chest began to heat up, making the skin on his chest feel a bit of a burning sensation.

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Arceus, expressionless, rushed towards the temple from the distant sky at a speed that seemed slow but was actually extremely fast, and landed on the small flat area extending from the cliff.

The priests and soldiers who had been cheering and shouting just now had disappeared, having been sent to a safe place by Firion. He was the only one left to welcome the coming of the gods.

Arceus did not care about such a somewhat contemptuous treatment, or rather, from the moment he appeared, he seemed to have no emotional fluctuations. Only when he saw Firion did he reveal a hint of barely perceptible surprise.

[Human, why do you have a very familiar aura on you? 】

Looking down at Firion who looked so tiny in front of him, Arceus spoke in a calm and distant tone. Although he was a little curious, he didn't care at all.

It was like seeing a slightly strange and familiar bug on the side of the road.

The light silver-gray color is more obvious under the dim sunlight, as if a layer of mist is covering the body surface.

The invisible pressure dissipated instinctively. Even though it was not targeted, it made Firion and the Ogre, King Nabo and Sol Eevee who were protecting him feel their heartbeats quicken and their breathing become heavier.

Not only is it powerful, but it also has a cold sense of crisis.

"Arceus, I am a messenger sent here by your future self. This is my token."

Firion sensed something unusual and without hesitation, he took out the Flute of Heaven from his coat and held it above his head.

[The future...me? I see. Then, what are you doing here? ]

Arceus swept his cold eyes over the Celestial Flute, and after confirming the authenticity of the aura, he nodded slightly, but remained unmoved, and asked coldly about Firion's purpose.

"You in the future wanted me to help investigate the betrayal that happened in Migina. According to my investigation, Damos, the king of Migina, did not betray you. The one who actually rebelled was his subordinate Chisin, who has now been killed by me. It's just that he secretly placed the source of life in a dangerous pool and it cannot be taken out for the time being. I hope you can give me some time."

The majesty of the gods was lofty and unpredictable. The strong sense of distance and terrifying power made Firion dare not be careless at all. He reported the situation in a few words and looked at the Creator, who was known for his fairness, with neither arrogance nor humility.

[A promise is a promise and cannot be changed. This is an irrefutable rule.]

In response to him, there were words that seemed to have been typed in long ago.

Arceus seemed to see through Firion's intention at a glance, his expression was calm and it was impossible to tell his true intention.

"But this is also a matter of fact..."

[Future messenger, your mission has been completed. The following matters have nothing to do with you. Damos and Mitina's people should complete them. Betrayer needs to pay the price, especially for using forbidden power, no matter the reason. Please get out of the way.]

Without giving Filiodor a chance to say anything, Arceus, who spoke and acted like a robot, nodded indifferently and took another step forward.

It had already seen Damos hidden deep in the temple and the pool of silver poisonous metal.

There is no need to say more.

However, right in its path, tiny mortals stood still.

[You have crossed the line, messenger of the future. ]

Slowly stopping, Arceus' voice was as cold as the wind, not like the calm god he had been when they met, but rather like some kind of program.

In other words, an existence governed by rules.

Shining spots of light overflowed from its body surface, each of which was powerful enough to threaten the life of the champion Pokémon, causing the three Pokémon protecting Firion to stand on end, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The power of the Creator is absolutely incomparable to that of any first-level god, even at the moment when he lost many stone tablets.

The overwhelming momentum hit Firion like a huge wave, making him feel as if he was in the midst of roaring waves.

Firion frowned, took a deep breath, looked at Arceus, and pointed to the sky.

There is only one little bit left before the total solar eclipse. At this moment, the sun is still emitting a faint light.

"The time has not come yet. You need to abide by this rule. You don't deny that."

The dim light fell on the young man's face, reflecting his stubborn features, dim yet clear.

Arceus looked up and saw that there was indeed still a faint sunlight in the sky, with only a tiny glimmer of the sun left.

Faced with the facts, it nodded slightly and stood still, like a sculpture.

[You are very smart, I hope you don't do anything stupid. ]

The crystal white light stayed on its surface, waiting to be released, contrasting with the silver-gray substance on the surface, carrying a dangerous beauty and a warning from the gods.

In just a moment, Firio's back was wet with sweat and his palms were cold and wet.

The super power extended and spread behind him, and he nervously observed Damos and his companions who were in a state of panic, trying various methods but ultimately failed.

Time passes minute by minute.

"Arceus, I will go and urge Damos to speed up the progress."

Firion bowed and stepped back.

Arceus did not comment, and the light on his body flashed slightly as a sign of consent.

As Firion turned and disappeared into the darkness, a familiar voice came from the bottom of his heart.

【History is created by life, not the other way around.】

Suddenly looking back, I saw that Arceus was motionless, but the Celestial Flute was shining.

His eyes widened, and he looked down in disbelief at this token of God that had accompanied him through time and space.

【Everyone has his or her own mission. When the human part is completed, the rest is God’s domain.】

The calm words were full of confidence and ease, which made Firio feel relieved.

A dazzling blue light lit up in the darkness.

It was so dazzling that even Arceus, who was outside the temple, looked at it with a flash of brilliance in his eyes, but it was immediately covered by a gray and cold glow.

The strange coldness became more and more obvious.

This is a historical variable.

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At the same time, in the deepest part of the temple, after politely expressing his gratitude to Nancy and Korni, Damos stood alone in front of the pool filled with the meaning of destruction, with a determined expression.

All attempts ended in failure.

The light of the source of life was blocked by a strange force from another world, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

It was as if Chixin, whose mind had been confused by power, was issuing a final challenge to him.

Possession or return.

Destruction or rebirth.

This is the final question and provocation from the alienated person who thinks he is the guardian to his king.

In the face of power, some people go to destruction, while others remain pure.

Taking a deep breath, Damos imagined the scene of meeting, getting to know, and recognizing each other with Arceus.

There is also a city-state that he regards as life and above life.

The sound of hurried footsteps came closer and closer, and Firio's figure appeared from the corridor.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, Firio frowned, and his eyes were filled with complicated emotions.

"Thank you for your help, my future friend. I heard everything you said to Arceus. I will not let you down. This is my responsibility as the king. You are right. Everyone has to pay a price for their choices. This is the price I have to pay."