Real elves vs fake elves

This big bad guy is the Cheshire Cat.

During the day, she is the last cat priestess who works hard for the future livelihood of her cats. She herself has no great power, and even her gods are indifferent to her. She is a strong girl that even office workers would sigh and ask, "Why bother?"

It's different at night. The cat-man priest directly becomes the chosen one of the God of Laughter. His favorite thing is to stir up trouble. What he wants to do most is to make big news. He likes to lie when he has nothing to do. He is either looking for fun or on the way to fun. He just needs to catch a unlucky guy and shout "Kid, I'm thinking about you". He is a real bastard.

Over and over again, the main feature of this Cheshire Cat girl is the contrast of cuteness.

Now, in this barbaric tyranny, it is impossible for the Cheshire Cat to come here because of a visit from relatives. It must be to cause trouble.

In the great temple of the Wilderness, the Cheshire Cat looked at the giant bow in front of him, stroking his chin, wondering what he was thinking about.

"Really... at this point the seal can't be opened?

Unfortunately, I thought I could have taken the God Hunter Bow by now."

Sighing, the Cheshire Cat walked around the seal twice. Beside her, there were crow witches lying on the ground, and no one knew when or how she had knocked them down.

"I never thought that the Champion Chosen of the God of Laughter would be interested in the artifact of the God of Hunting."

A slightly old voice was heard, and the High Priest Dark Moon stepped out from the shadows at some point. Even with the ability of the Cheshire Cat, he could not be discovered in advance because of his ability to sneak along with the shadows.

"I'm sorry for not welcoming you. I really didn't entertain you well enough."

"Ah, it's you." Turning to look at the Dark Moon High Priest, the Cheshire Cat squinted his eyes and smiled, the corners of his mouth stretched into an exaggerated arc, the kind that was particularly weird, "I didn't expect that the cowards who were scared away by a mere goblin would have the courage to come and face me alone."

"Where do you get the courage to meet me one-on-one when you don't even have the confidence to fight against Oak?"

"You know, the reason why Oak was able to make such a big fuss was entirely because we deliberately fanned the flames behind the scenes. The influence of the Big Circus is beyond your imagination. You who stay in the forest and don't go out can't imagine how powerful I am."

Chapter 28 The Bad Cat That Called the Red Moon

Whether from her words or her attitude, it is enough to see the Cheshire Cat's confidence and her disdain for the Wild People.

In her opinion, the century-long plan of the Huangyi was completely disrupted after her little trick. All kinds of so-called bigwigs were fooled by her. They were like poor clowns performing ridiculous farces on the stage. They didn't even know that they were being fooled while being fooled.

"That Meisfield is your last hope, right? You created this horrible monster that stitched together the fates of various heroes. It looks like you wanted to create a hero who will lead the elves to greater glory, but in fact you only created a ridiculous clown, a poor creature who doesn't even know himself."

"So much effort and sacrifice of so many elites, just for such a clown?"

"Of course not. Even the dumbest guy wouldn't do such a loss-making business. Although you tried your best to hide your thoughts, your intentions have been exposed after combining various conditions and information."

"You want to create a god of your own."

"But creating a god is not that easy. But you have a reference. You want to create a god belonging to the elves like Sigma created the Serpent God and the Supreme Sun. After all, although you are blessed by the Hunting God and the Wild God, these two guys are not the gods of the elves. The Wilderness Clan just happens to be their followers."

"So, you created a soul that was stitched together but of astonishing size. Meisfeld himself couldn't even realize what kind of power he possessed, but that didn't matter. He didn't need to use this power. This soul of astonishing size only needed to fulfill its role as raw material."

With a strange smile on his face, he talked about the great plan of the Wilderness that had lasted for a hundred years. The Cheshire Cat's smile became more and more perverse, as if he had encountered a huge joke. At the end of his speech, he even laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward.

High Priestess Dark Moon listened to the other party's story quietly, without a trace of smile on her ugly face. Although she had clearly opposed the plans of High Priestess Corrupted Woman and High Priestess Evil Root, when a guy who came here intentionally to make trouble arrived, she still made up her mind.

No matter how different the political views of both parties are, they should try their best to protect the interests of the group when facing outsiders.

After all, this is a plan that the Huangyi have been striving for for a hundred years. The results of their hard work and sacrifices during this period must not be used to benefit these damn clowns!

"I'm sorry, I don't really want to use this trick. In fact, if possible, I don't really want to use this trick in my life."

Stretching out his hands, the High Priest of Dark Moon began to summon his own creature - the red moon in the underworld.

The combat power of the summoned creatures of the three high priests is not equal. The summoned creature "Forest Incarnation" of the High Priest of Evil has the weakest combat power, but it wins with super-speed regeneration and magic. However, it is always available and has high loyalty. When necessary, it can even sacrifice itself to protect its master. It is a top model worker.

The combat power of the rotten dragon of the High Priestess of the Corrupted Woman is even more terrifying. It is a dragon that can easily destroy a city. If this monster is placed outside the Savage Tyranny, it can be directly regarded as a natural disaster. However, such a powerful summoned creature is not very obedient. As long as he is not happy, he can resist the orders of the High Priestess of the Corrupted Woman at any time. When facing this rotten dragon, the High Priestess of the Corrupted Woman dare not regard himself as the "master". He can't even think of sacrificing himself to save the summoner.

The last one is the Red Moon of the Dark Moon High Priest. There is only one chance to summon it in a lifetime. When the Red Moon descends upon the world, it will not distinguish between friend or foe and will destroy everything around it.

"Do you know when the moon turns red?"

As he spoke these words, High Priest Dark Moon used a ritual dagger to cut off one of his arms without hesitation. After landing on the ground, the arm swelled up at an alarming speed and soon turned into a huge meat ball with countless tumors and

The flesh and blood swelled and squirmed, like a living mass of flesh and blood.

"This is the truth about the Red Moon. It is not a celestial body in the pure sense. It is more of a living creature. There are all kinds of magical creatures in the Netherworld, and the Red Moon is the most magical one among them."

As the Dark Moon High Priest spoke, the round flesh ball continued to expand at a terrifying speed, and its blood-red interior quickly squeezed through the skin that originally covered the arm, turning the tumor into a hateful blood-red color. And this giant blood-red tumor continued to grow, and began to slowly float up, as if it was about to rise into the sky.

"I know I'm no match for you." High Priest Dark Moon finally laughed. There were still a few blood vessels in her wound that were connected to the small red moon, like a pipeline that transported nutrients, transferring her vitality to the red moon. "But when facing this move, even you can't stop it, right?"

"No, let alone you, even if that guy named Aenarion was here, he can't stop this true natural disaster."

Staring at the floating red moon in astonishment, it seemed that even the Cheshire Cat had not expected such an outcome.

Seeing this, High Priest Dark Moon felt that he had finally intimidated the bastard in front of him, and couldn't help but smile even more: "You may think that this is a projection of the Netherworld Red Moon, but in fact this is the real Netherworld Red Moon. If no one cuts off its connection with the Netherworld and allows it to grow disorderly, then the Silver Moon of this world will soon be swallowed up by it, and it will become the only moon hanging above our heads."

"By that time, the present world will overlap with the Netherworld due to the red moon, and all kinds of terrifying monsters will come into the present world through this loophole. No one can predict what kind of horrible consequences will be brewing in the end."

"Is this what you wanted to see... The God of Laughter's Champion of Choice - the Cheshire Cat!"

These words seemed to really scare the damn cat. The Cheshire Cat's expression became more and more frightened and terrified. When the fear reached its limit, it suddenly turned into a smile.

A smile full of sarcasm, a damn smile that laughs at everyone in the world.

"Ah, I was wondering how I could let you summon this guy, but I didn't expect you to use your ultimate move without doing anything."

"I've told you not to equate us with scum like you. Why on earth did you have the illusion that I would be afraid of the coming of the red moon?"

"The arrival of the Red Moon into this world is only the first step in our Lord's great plan."

Chapter 29: Ancient Light City

In this damn fantasy world, any big shot with a bit of status must have a "big plan" of his own. While boasting about their big plans, these damn big shots naturally learn the skills of being riddlers without any guidance, and leave you to guess blindly with all kinds of vague explanations, as if you will not be able to keep up with the trend if you don't do so.

Moreover, there is another advantage of being vague, that is, if there is any fatal failure, you can still hold your head high and argue, "This has brought me one big step closer to the success of my big plan!". If you refuse to say what the specific big plan is, you will look like a clownish person.

Therefore, it is natural that some big guys who succeed in destroying the world in one go are more popular than those who fail dozens of times in a row.

In the ancient garrison city of the Lightborn, the uninvited guests who suddenly came were not only Aenarion and his companions, but also two crow witches, a dozen servants and the most important sacrifice, who also came to this glorious ancient city.

This group of people is going to complete Huangyi’s grand plan here.

A group of dozens of people were moving forward silently in the city. The route they took avoided the city guards who were still in operation in the city. Various hidden paths were very familiar to this group of people, as if they had explored this place many times. They knew clearly where they could go and where they could not go.

Meisfield, who was in the middle of the team, looked around. His expression was very serious and he was no longer as confident as before. It seemed that even with his wisdom, he finally realized that the current situation was not good for him. Although the attitude of this group of people towards him was still as respectful as before, there was a little more feeling in it that he could not understand.

To put it bluntly, this respect is more like respect for a certain thing, rather than the respect that should be given to a person.

Even though he was dull, he knew at this moment that he should find a chance to escape instead of being trapped here and facing an unknown fate.

"My lord, please do not look around, and do not try to leave alone." Suddenly, a Forsaken Oathbreaker spoke up with a strange smile on his face. "This is the ancient city of the Lightborn. We sneaked in here as thieves. This safe route took decades to explore by countless heroes and warriors."

"If you deviate from this path, you will most likely be discovered by the omnipresent ancient guards. As someone in a high position, you must know exactly what those living armors and living elements will do. You don't need us to explain anything further."

"Of course, please forgive me. I said all this not as a threat or to show off my knowledge. What I said is more of a reminder.

"

"After a person has gained a huge amount of benefits and a high status, he should naturally assume his corresponding obligations and responsibilities, right?"

Meisfield tried his best to put on an ugly smile, as a response to these words. Under normal circumstances, a soldier of this level would not be qualified to contact him, and he would not even look at a soldier of this level. But now was different, and at this moment he did not even have the courage to refute or talk.

Now he is like a slave, unable to control himself.

After walking anxiously for more than ten minutes, the group finally decided to rest in an abandoned house. Although the house was empty, it was clean and tidy inside. The ancient Lightborn had mastered magic to perfection. Even in their daily lives, there were traces of magic everywhere. Even small things like cleaning were done with the almighty magic.

Because of such terrifying magical attainments, there has always been a rumor that the ancient Light People obtained this amazing level of magic by making a deal with an evil god.

"We can repair here until six in the morning. From now until six tomorrow morning, this is an absolutely safe place. The defense and alarm systems of this house have been damaged at some point in time. Other houses are different from this one. They cannot bring us any protection. Instead, they will become traps that lead to our deaths."

The High Priestess of Rotten Woman spoke calmly, and although she did not even look in the direction of Meisfield, everyone present knew who she was talking to.

Meisfield remained silent, as if he had already accepted his fate.

"Our goal this time is different from before. Even those warriors in the past could not find an absolutely safe path. After leaving this safe house, our road ahead will be full of dangers. Even a high priest of our level has a great chance of being buried in this damn place."

The Rotten Old Woman High Priest spoke again, and it was obvious that these words were meant for everyone to hear.

"Our target this time is the Ether Phase Engine in the center of the Garrison City. The ancient Lightborn relied on this miraculous creation to obtain nearly endless energy from the Netherworld. They used this energy to maintain their extravagant lives, create amazing hegemony, and try to fill their endless ravines."

"Of course, the final facts prove that the gap created by their desires cannot be filled even by the endless energy of the Netherworld."

The philosophical reflections that followed were consciously ignored by everyone, who began to check their bags and prepare to rest, regardless of whether they could sleep or not. However, replenishment before the battle was a must.

On the other side, at the same time, on the street of the garrison city.

Aenarion and his party walked openly on this broad avenue. Occasionally, the city guards passing by would salute the Phoenix King. Although these guards had no thinking ability and only had the programs set by the Light Children thousands of years ago, in some ways, the light elements bound by these rune armors were more useful than ordinary soldiers. At least they were absolutely qualified to be security guards or city management officers.

Aenarion calmly returned the salute to every city guard who saluted him, not caring whether it was meaningful to do so. The fourth secret guard behind him, because of some nervousness, followed his boss to do the same thing.

"What were you talking about?" Aenarion said again after watching the city guards leave. "Oh, yes, the Lightborn were destroyed after all."

"Using a man-made miracle like the Ether Phase Engine to absorb a large amount of energy from the Netherworld is just as suicidal as opening a gap between the Netherworld and the real world. The violent Netherworld energy will eventually slowly erode this world and eventually destroy the fundamental balance of this world."

"It is natural that this kind of thing will be counterattacked by this world. Therefore, in the end, the user of the Dragon Roar, who represents the essence of this world, will appear to deal with the magic user who uses the energy of the netherworld, the Light Descendants."

"In the end, as we have seen, the hero knocked the Lightborn to the ground, and the descendants of the Lightborn were forced to become slaves of 0."

"Even as strong as the Lightborn are nothing more than pawns. Their greed is just part of the boss's calculations. The struggle between the Lightborn and the heroes is more like a struggle between the essence of the world. The tragic ending in the end is not something that can be avoided by the Lightborn being less greedy."

"The elves were on the wrong side from the beginning."

Chapter 30: There are always people who commit suicide for no apparent reason

The four secret agents listened to their boss telling the history of this place. They remained silent and had no intention of expressing any opinions. There was a hint of caution in their words, as if they were afraid of violating some taboo of their boss.

They were no longer surprised by their boss's astonishing knowledge, but because he was too neutral in describing the process of things, they were completely unable to judge their boss's position and could only use silence to avoid unnecessary landmines.

"So... the ultimate goal of our operation this time is the ether phase engine?"

Aenarion was stunned when he heard this, and then immediately denied it: "No, don't expect too much from that thing. It's best to let it run at the minimum power it has now. This thing is not something that the current Phoenix Court should touch. Even the descendants of light back then would not have dared to touch it.

It's just that I think I have mastered this man-made wonder."

"Back then, those Lightborn magicians were blinded by their own inexplicable self-confidence. They got a blueprint for no reason and built a terrifying thing according to the blueprint. Then the person who built this terrifying thing thought he could completely control it. How could a normal person think of a night raid? Group ⑥, ⑨４九③'⑥①３⑤ should not have such a train of thought."

"They probably don't even know how this thing works."

Mi Tou Si fell silent again. The news was so explosive that he didn't know what to say.

We can easily draw a conclusion from Aenarion's words that even the noble ancestors that the elves are proud of are just playthings of some big guys. According to their own big guys, "the pigs on the wind really think they can fly!".

It really hurts my self-esteem.

"Excluding those suspicious magical technologies, this city itself is a great temple of knowledge and endless wealth. The reason why I chose to open up this city is because there is less knowledge in this city that has been infected by the devil. Once you get a little bit of those cursed things, you will never be able to get rid of them."

"Follow me, I'll take you to the city hall to register, so you won't have to worry about the city guards anymore."

Two groups of people entering the same city, although with different destinations and locations, the passage of time is the same.

Some people were terrified while others were enjoying the food and drink, and the day finally passed.

At the top of the city hall, Aenarion took the basic information of all the citizens of the Phoenix Court created by "Da Mingbai" and successfully entered it into the magic processing mechanism of the Garrison City, and activated this ancient and magnificent creation that had been dormant for more than a thousand years. After nearly an hour of restart and warm-up, this great magic information processing mechanism uttered the first words after waking up from a long slumber.

"It's that idiot who woke me up again! Waking someone up when they are fast asleep will definitely bring retribution!"

It is truly an eye-opener.

Aenarion nodded with satisfaction when he heard this. It was still the familiar recipe and the familiar taste.

"Who the hell are you? Requesting for online information? I'm offline?! It's really..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"Fuck! You really found it!"

When "Da Mingbai" was successfully connected to the Internet, the information processing capacity of the "omnipotent" processing agency was once again greatly improved. The two originally independent individuals merged almost instantly, and expressed their admiration for Aenarion's amazing ability.

"It's no big deal. As long as you restart the mainframes in the three major cities of the Light Race, your abilities will be able to recover about 70% of their peak. Even without my help, it won't be a big problem for you to recover the remaining 30%."

"Of course, I'm not saying that this 30% is unimportant. There may be amazing ancient knowledge buried there. All in all, it is not impossible for the Phoenix Court to restore your abilities to their peak."

Da Mingbai was silent for a moment, then thanked him awkwardly: "...I admit that I underestimated you before, and cooperating with you doesn't seem to be a bad thing...Forget it, I will treat you better in the future."

Although there is not even a word "thank you" in this thank you, but in comparison, the whole sentence does not even have a swear word. Obviously, the following point is even more shocking.

After briefly explaining a few words to Da Mingbai, Aenarion turned to look at Secret Head Four behind him and said, "Almost done. We have basically finished our work this time. Fortunately, there were no mistakes along the way. We will rest here tonight, and tomorrow morning..."

Before Aenarion could finish his words, a strange and huge azure light column shot up into the sky from the center of the huge city, like a terrifying sword piercing straight into the sky. The terrifying energy frenzy caused by this sky-high light column spread wildly and unscrupulously in all directions, giving Mi Tousi an astonishing pressure and causing all the automatic magic mechanisms in the entire city to shut down in an instant.

Turning his head and looking in the direction where the blue light was rising into the sky, Aenarion hadn't spoken yet, but the big man started to make a lot of noise.

"Shit! Someone activated the Ether Phase Engine!"

"How the hell did it start?!"

"There's no reason, right? Those who built this thing and maintained it should have all died, right?"