bookbashuk Chapter 666, Section 13: The Birth of the Twins
Chapter 666, Section 13: The Birth of the Twins
Chapter 666-13- The Birth of the Twins
The arrival of the Mythical Era ushered in a magnificent new era on the continent of Miria.
The clash of civilizations, the rise of new gods, the conflict of war... all these things brought about a wonderful chemical reaction. The continent of Miria, which had not changed rapidly in the years of continental wars, finally began to grow and transform rapidly.
The same applies to the Elven race.
When divine power can no longer provide protection, extraordinary individuals will focus their attention on themselves.
The decline in power forced the elves to turn their attention to the use of magic. The legacy left by the gods and the elves' own extraordinary magical talent allowed them to quickly elevate elven magic to an unprecedented level.
New technologies, new techniques, new theories...
All sorts of new things are springing up like mushrooms after rain.
Its many changes astonished even Artemis, who lived in seclusion behind the scenes.
At this moment, even the moon goddess suddenly realized that even without the protection of the gods, mortals could still create a new world.
Although they lost the protection of most gods and found it difficult to give birth to new deities, the Elven race, possessing many ancient artifacts and increasingly sophisticated use of magic, undoubtedly became the top power in the world of Miria.
Whether it's besieging the old gods or supporting new gods, their shadows can almost always be seen behind the scenes.
Two hundred years later, the elves were even able to imitate the divine artifacts and create holy artifacts that could threaten the gods!
Not only that, they even created an elven magic device that allows mortals to use extraordinary powers!
However, when a person holds power that does not belong to them, their ambition will continue to swell.
With the body of a mortal, they wielded power capable of threatening the gods; with the body of a mortal, they hunted down old gods and supported new gods time and time again... causing the elves to gradually lose their way in this power.
The mythological era lasted for three hundred years.
Due to dissatisfaction with the distribution of divine artifacts and differing opinions on the worship of the gods, the elven race, which had already occupied half of the continent of Miria, experienced internal strife and eventually split into seven different elven tribes.
Artemis did not make a move.
Even though He vaguely saw the original shadow in it.
"It's not the right time, now is not the right time..."
He murmured.
Now is definitely not the time.
Artemis knew very well that with her teacher asleep, the Elven race alone could not resist the primordial corruption.
Not only the elves, but even He could only rely on the backup plan left by His teacher to fight against them.
This is the origin. Even though His power is no longer as great as His teacher's, and even though He has suffered severe injuries and fallen into a deep sleep, the extraordinary power of this world still operates according to His will.
He is ultimately the source of extraordinary power in this world, and His influence and erosion are far beyond what other gods can match. Unless He is completely banished to eternal silence, all of this cannot end.
At this moment, Artemis recalled her last conversation with Charlotte before she fell asleep—
“After my battle with the Primordial One, He has already discovered the secret of the elves, so... He will definitely use His extraordinary authority to restrict the elven race next.”
"Teacher, if that's the case, what should I do?"
"Hehe, since He wants to restrict it, then let Him restrict it. The part of power I gave you can be nurtured and strengthened. It can devour the primordial power and bestow it upon mortals, enough to create a new race that can rival the primordial power."
"You mean... vampires?"
"good."
“But… the Primordial One will not allow us to do this. I can feel it. Although He is asleep, His ‘eyes’ are always watching us.”
"This requires a trigger, a trigger that prevents Yuan from connecting everything to you, to me, or at least... a trigger that prevents us from associating with it in the short term."
"The opportunity... I understand."
"Hehe, it seems you've already thought of that. However, before this opportunity arrives, you must accumulate enough power and not act rashly. Only in this way... can you unleash that power completely in a short time."
"This is probably not something that can be accomplished in a short time."
"Of course, this may take hundreds of years, or perhaps... a thousand years... And during this process, the only thing you can do is to stay as far away from the conflicts on the continent as possible, gradually fade out of the mundane world and avoid His 'eyes'."
"I understand……"
Thinking of this, Artemis took a deep breath and looked in a certain direction of the continent.
At the end of His gaze, in a small half-elf tribe, a young half-elf boy was obediently sorting the freshly gathered berries with the others.
"elder brother……"
Looking at the other person's face, which was somewhat similar to her memory, Artemis's expression was complicated.
Unlike other spirits and gods.
Artemis did not retain Helios's divine essence forever, but instead sent him to reincarnation early on, as Charlotte had suggested.
The primordial power is so closely connected to Helios's origin that Helios has no way to deal with the primordial power, and the current primordial power has no way to deal with Helios either.
What Artemis did was to separate the primordial power within Helios's soul through repeated reincarnations. At the same time, she also gave the primordial illusion, allowing him to see an opportunity to break free from Helios and then devour him.
And so... the sun rises and sets, the seasons turn, and the years pass by. In the blink of an eye, another four hundred years have passed.
Over the course of two hundred years, the situation on the continent of Miria has changed once again.
Due to the split among the elves, the overall strength of the elven race declined for the first time, and the Old Gods seized the opportunity to start another war.
After the Hundred Years' War, the power of the Elves continued to shrink. In order to fight against the Old Gods, the Elves began to support and cultivate extraordinary individuals of other races, and control them by intermarrying and giving birth to half-elves.
However, due to their sense of racial superiority, the elves do not actually look down on these "inferior races." Some extreme elven tribes even regard them as slaves who merely provide resources and supernatural powers.
For example... the Elven Kingdom of the Tower, which established its power in the north of the continent of Miria, maintained its control over inferior races of extraordinary beings through slave contracts, and designated the year of its establishment as a new "Apocalypse" era.
Mythical Era 572, or "Apocalypse" 460.
Helios's ninth reincarnation occurred in a human vassal tribe under the Kingdom of the Tower.
This time, he no longer possessed any elven bloodline; he had become a human being completely transformed.
At the same time, this also means that through repeated reincarnations and soul replenishment, his original soul has been severed from its origin.
This does not mean that the primordial power within his soul has dissipated.
Rather, it means that the primordial power is no longer a part of his soul.
At the same time, this also means that he will no longer be able to suppress the primordial power through his own spirit.
Meanwhile, high in the sky.
Artemis, who had been watching closely, also sensed all of this.
"The time... has come."
she murmured.
After speaking, she gently stretched out her hand and pointed out a silver light, which quickly entered the body of the woman who was conceiving the reincarnation of Helios, transforming into another embryo of similar size.
Nine months later...
A pair of twins, a boy and a girl, were born in the Beishan tribe.
On that day, the heavy snow that had been falling for over a month in the northern border tribes stopped for the first time. The warm sunshine shone brightly on the earth, and the moonlight at night was brighter and gentler than ever before.
The twins' father, the hunter Hafdan, was overjoyed and named his children two names, which in Ancient Miria meant "noble, bright, and sun" and "beautiful, mysterious, and moon," respectively.
"Haral! Lilith! From now on... you'll be called Haral and Lilith!"
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