Real elves vs fake elves

But how could the ambitions of the Wilderness Clan be satisfied by simply winning the title of the Chosen One? Their real goal had always been to create their own gods.

"Next, in your plan, the arrangement inside this poor container boy's body should have taken effect, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meisfield howled in pain. His whole body seemed to be about to fall apart. Horrible cracks appeared all over his body, but there was no blood or muscle tissue seeping out of the cracks. This horrible crack was more like the influence of the soul level manifesting on the flesh.

What really began to crumble was this guy's soul, that horrifying soul made up of countless fragmented souls stitched together.

Although gods often claim that they have seen all kinds of scenes, the hunting god has truly never seen a scene like this.

"Congratulations, the God of Hunting has been tricked by you."

"The Hunting God never expected that a soul could be split. Your hundred years of preparations have not been ineffective. This devilish move has successfully allowed you to usurp a trace of the Hunting God's divinity."

"The Hunter God can do nothing about this outflow of divinity. After all, the target is literally broken."

Chapter 33 The Laughing God’s grand plan is about to come true!

The High Priest of Evil Root and the High Priest of Corrupted Woman looked at the scene in front of them with pale faces.

This kind of scene had appeared in their dreams countless times, and they had planned it out time and time again. The current scene was not exactly the same as what they had expected, but it was the opposite.

I could never have imagined that a hundred years of hard work would now become someone else's necessities!

"By the way, my tricks can only fool gods for a very short time. After all, they are gods. Even if they become the son-in-law of the God of Wilderness, they are still gods. How can a god be fooled by mortals?"

"But here comes the wonderful thing. The time when Mei Si Field will collapse after being baptized by the gods coincides with the longest time I can fool the hunting god!"

As he spoke, the Cheshire Cat gave a thumbs up to several people.

"We have never had such a smooth cooperation. We are very happy this time. Let's continue to cooperate next time."

The Cheshire Cat had that cynical tone from beginning to end, which made people extremely angry just by listening to it. And the three guys who could still think were not only angry, but also very scared.

Every step of their plan was calculated by the other party. It was as if this

It seems that this meticulous plan was not made by the Wild People, but was made by the Cheshire Cat for them.

This is enough to arouse the deepest fears of the person involved.

Jumping again, the Cheshire Cat grabbed Meisfield's hair and dragged him towards the ether phase engine. His expression was even happier, as if he had thought of something happy.

"After having a little bit of divinity that cannot be traced or located, of course it cannot be called a god. There are many of these things in the netherworld, and they are not rare at all."

"So, we need to let the massive and astonishing Netherworld energy wash over his body, allowing him to be reborn, and undergo a qualitative transformation from his flesh to his soul."

"This is also the reason why you seek this etheric phase engine. After all, there is no other place in the mortal world that can produce such pure and huge amounts of netherworld energy."

The Cheshire Cat pried the ritual dagger from Meisfield's hand, held it in his hand, and finally slowly nailed it into the heart of this unfortunate desert guy, pushing his body and slowly sinking into the surging energy torrent of the ether phase engine.

"Your story ends, and our story begins."

"Among the three high priests of the Wilderness, the High Priestess of Evil Roots summons the Avatar of the Forest. She was once one of the ten mages of the Lightborn. After Sigmar's dragon roar killed 200,000 troops in the Battle of Lava Pass, she survived by chance but half of her body was melted away. In order to heal herself, she desperately studied life magic, and eventually turned into this half-human, half-ghost appearance."

"The creature summoned by the High Priestess of the Corrupted Woman is the Corrupted Dragon, one of the thirty-three dragons that were once employed by the Light Clan. He was one of the few friends of the God of Wilderness back then, and was also the first chosen by the God of Wilderness. The fact that you can summon a creature of this level is entirely a favor from the God of Hunting."

"The last heavyweight, High Priest Dark Moon, can summon the red moon in the Netherworld. My God, this ability should never appear in a mortal. But maybe because the world itself is disordered, no matter how outrageous things are, it is possible for them to happen. It doesn't seem unimaginable that a mere mortal can summon the red moon."

"Red Moon, that is a red moon. It is different from the silver moon in this world. It is the red moon that shines over the Netherworld!"

"If you want to become a true Moon God, then just devouring the White Moon is not enough?"

"Whether it's the Silver Moon or the Red Moon, it doesn't matter. Both must be swallowed alike. Only then can they be considered healthy!"

Putting aside the fact that Meisfield was pressed into the energy torrent by the Cheshire Cat and whose life or death is currently unknown, the two high priests of the Wilderness were shocked.

Originally they thought that the idea of ​​creating a god was crazy enough, but who would have thought that this seemingly little girl in front of them was much crazier than them.

This laughing god and his followers are all crazy, absolute crazy!

"Thanks to this Dark Moon High Priest, we have the opportunity to pull Red Moon into the human world. In the human world, Red Moon's influence and ability will be infinitely reduced. Although this place is not our Lord's home ground, it has too many advantages over Red Moon."

The Cheshire Cat stretched out his hand and produced a large top hat. Then he reached into the top hat and pulled out an oval sphere with an expression that showed he had spent a lot of effort.

After being pulled out of the top hat, the sphere immediately turned into a blood-red circle covered with blood vessels and tumors. It looked more like a disgusting large tumor, but the tumor clearly showed a living posture.

"Thank you for your help, High Priest Dark Moon! We sincerely thank you for your risk-taking spirit! However, we are powerless to help you in your current situation. We can only provide all kinds of help except help!"

The Cheshire Cat's words were certainly not aimless. On one side of the tumorous ball, there was a face belonging to the Dark Moon High Priest. Now this face could still move in a distorted state, and even a sound as faint as a mosquito came out of its mouth. Listening carefully, it was "Kill me... Please kill me..."

Such a desperate sound made the creature look even more hideous and terrifying.

"It's just a pity that although the Dark Moon High Priest can summon the real Red Moon, due to the limitations of his own abilities, the Red Moon entities that appear in this world are very, very limited. So limited that I can't bear to watch them."

"What on earth can such a big ball do? It's not even one trillionth of the original size, right?"

"Too weak, too weak, really too weak."

The Cheshire Cat clicked its tongue and then shook its head, as if it was very dissatisfied with the strength of the Dark Moon High Priest.

But this is the size that can only be summoned if the Dark Moon High Priest devotes all of his energy.

"If I want to summon the entire Red Moon, I'm afraid I'll have to drain a god to do it. What should I do? What should I do? What do you think I should do?"

It was an innocent expression, but the performance was very poor. The two high priests just watched the Cheshire Cat's performance with fear on their faces, without any intention of cooperating.

Although the other party did not cooperate at all, the Cheshire Cat did not feel bored. She suddenly showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, and then looked at the ether phase engine with surprise.

Specifically, the etheric phase engine was being washed by the energy torrent.

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"Oh my god, what a coincidence! Isn't the person in front of me a lucky person who will become a god?"

“I am so lucky!”

Chapter 34: The big guy always makes a difference

The Cheshire Cat's expression and tone were very naughty from beginning to end. Anyone with a bit of temper would probably want to give her a beating. However, the other three people on the scene were not without temper, but they were more afraid of the God of Laughter in front of them.

"I am different from you. I am a loyal believer of my Lord. For the glory of my Lord, I am willing to give up everything..."

"Ah, that's all you hear."

"My Lord's long-cherished wish is very simple, that is to have the strength of a Lord God. However, Lord Gods are often racial gods and will be bound by mere mortals, which my Lord does not like. Therefore, we must think of other ways."

"To put it in terms that your intelligence can understand, I want the goods, but I don't want to pay for it."

"If I want to accomplish this, then I can only devour other gods. It just so happens that the two moons have a very good affinity with my Lord, so they naturally become the best food for my Lord."

“It’s really…terrific!”

The Cheshire Cat's smile became more and more perverse, and the corners of its mouth curved into a crescent shape. Under the blue light, it looked like a strange black ghost face with only crooked eyes and a mouth.

"Red Moon, Red Moon, why are you resisting coming into the world? Is it because of fear?"

"Can you, an ignorant, blind, and fool like you, feel fear?"

"Do you also have such rich emotions?"

"But it doesn't matter. Since you have fear, you must also have greed, appetite, and even desire, which are the most basic emotions of living things."

"Although you are so high and mighty, your emotions are not much different from those of lowly creatures like us. It's simply too ironic!"

Showing the greatest degree of ridicule and sarcasm towards the so-called "God", without even the slightest respect for those who are high above, the Cheshire Cat took out a model-like moon while laughing wildly.

“The only disease in this world is arrogance.”

"And the best cure for that is irony."

"Oh, the high and mighty red moon, can you resist the brilliance of this mortal silver moon?"

"Can you just watch the essence of the Moon Goddess and abandon it?"

Amidst the laughter, the Cheshire Cat threw the small moon out like trash. Following the Cheshire Cat's action, the red moon, which had been motionless until now, finally moved.

A large group of tentacles swarmed out from the red moon, wrapping the silver moon core with extreme greed that any mortal could feel. After the silver moon core escaped from the control of the Cheshire Cat, it also burst into an amazingly bright light. Under the shining of this sacred light, it actually burned the large group of blood-red tentacles, leaving them in a horrible state of festering.

Obviously, this was another trap set by the Cheshire Cat, but Hongyue was like a mad dog, biting the bait in the trap without any cover without any knowledge. No matter how ordinary people ridiculed her, she was still determined to do this jaw-dropping stupid act.

Sometimes, the legendary creatures of the underworld are not much better than mere mortals.

In order to suppress the sacred light of the Silver Moon, the Red Moon extended more and more tentacles. Then, as if the power it projected was too limited to effectively suppress the Silver Moon, the Red Moon did not care that its power would be suppressed in the world. Its form here began to grow wildly. In just a moment, it became as huge as a mountain and was floating towards the sky at the same time.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner according to the Cheshire Cat's plan. Even the gods cannot escape her design.

I have to say, it really feels like a boss.

As long as the big elf guy who usually comes next doesn't speak.

"Red Moon? When will it come?"

Jian Jian's night attack; Group ⑥, ⑨④ Nine Three' Six One ③ Five. Just one sentence attracted the attention of everyone present. This elf big guy was like a magnet with a special magnetic field, and he could easily attract everyone's attention.

After all, he was glowing all over.

"If this red moon is allowed to develop, it may form a hole connecting the real world and the netherworld, causing the entire world to suffer a catastrophic disaster."

Aenarion frowned, mostly because of the dazzle of the light.

The four people who looked at Aenarion were all stunned, and then the Cheshire Cat made a puzzled sound.

"Why did you come here? There is no reason for this? It is not calculated."

"Logically, you should be outside dealing with the Wilderness Army, right?!"

"No matter how useless those monsters from the Wilderness and slave soldiers from the Deepness are, you should spend all your energy to deal with them!"

The Cheshire Cat was a little panicked by the unexpected events that were beyond her plan, and even her previous confidence was reduced a lot. It can be seen that this girl is not completely without weaknesses, and she can't be happy even when things are beyond her plan.

For the first time, the Cheshire Cat's words were recognized by the two high priests of the Wilderness. They also looked at Aenarion in horror and disbelief.

"You said that I need to deal with the commotion outside personally?"

"In other words, in your minds, the level of turmoil has reached a level that requires me to deal with it personally?"

Aenarion asked back, leaving the cat-eared girl speechless.

Aenarion: "That's right. My duel with Orcs and the others wasn't widely publicized. It's natural that you would misjudge my abilities."

"I guess you think I'm just a warrior king, a strong and powerful warrior, but still just a warrior, an elf who got lucky enough to be favored by a dragon."

As if being embarrassed by Aenarion's question, the Cheshire Cat suddenly started to bark again.

"So what? What can a mere mortal come here to do?"

"You are very smart and well-informed. You know that we must cut off the connection between Red Moon and the Netherworld and prevent Red Moon from appearing in this world."

"But so what?"

"Can you stop what's happening here?"

"Can you stop it just by yourself?!"

Although she was shouting loudly, she seemed to be timid inside. She didn't know why she was like that, but she felt that this big elf guy in front of her was capable of doing anything!

She had this premonition for no reason!

"Ah, Hongyue was summoned to this world. It takes a lot of energy to squeeze her. The one that was attacked by the energy is... Meisfield? This poor kid."

"This guy has become semi-godlike, and is involuntarily absorbing the energy of the ether phase engine. I see."

"In order to summon the Red Moon without incurring the curse that comes with it, I pulled in an unlucky guy as the middleman. As expected of the God of Laughter, this is a really good plan."

"So, as long as we shut down the Ether Phase Engine, we can prevent the Red Moon from expanding further."

All of the Cheshire Cat's plans were stated in a few short words, which made the cat's pupils tremble involuntarily, but she still tried her best to maintain her status.

"So what?! A true wonder like the Ether Phase Engine can be turned off with just a few words..."

Before he could finish his words, Aenarion spoke first.

"As a pure-blooded descendant of light, I issue instructions to the Almighty Magic Processing Agency."

A pleasant female voice came from nowhere: "I accept your instructions."

"Adjust the output power of the Ether Phase Engine to the minimum level, only enough for basic city operations."

A beautiful female voice: "As you wish."

Then, the terrifying blue light that shot up into the sky disappeared.

Chapter 35 When did you have the illusion that you had completed the White Lion March?

The Cheshire Cat looked at everything in front of him with a look of astonishment, as if to say "What the hell is going on?"

The expressions of the two high priests of the wilderness ethnicity were much calmer, as if the shocks they had suffered one after another that day had inadvertently raised their tolerance a lot.

"It's still hard to accept that our huge army, which has put all its efforts into it, is called a 'riot'. We have obviously tried our best and used all our strength, and it can even be called exploitation, but in the eyes of this bastard, it seems not worth mentioning at all."