bookbashuk Chapter 658.5 The Shift in History
Chapter 658.5 The Shift in History
Chapter 658-5- The Shift in History
On June 1, 1213 of the Elven Era, the children of the Oracle were born, twins, born holy.
On that day, holy light descended, myriad flowers bloomed, spiritual songs resounded through the heavens, and all the gods were moved.
At the same time, the names of the twins resounded in the hearts of the elves as if by divine decree—
Helios, son of the sun.
Artemis, the daughter of the silver moon.
The magnificent phenomenon lasted for a full seven days.
Under the divine light, the elves bathed in its glow competed to break through, and the entire holy city was in an uproar.
To celebrate the birth of the twins and the victory of the Eastern Continent, the Elven Elders decided to designate this day as the Day of Divine Grace.
"The Day of Divine Grace... In other words, this is the beginning of the Mythical Era."
High above, looking down at the jubilant elven holy city, Charlotte murmured to herself.
Her gaze fell upon the newborn "Lilith" and "Harald," her crimson-gold pupils gleaming with deep starlight.
It is different from the history she knows.
Helios and Artemis were gods from the moment they were born.
In the history of the elves that she knew, these two were clearly ordinary elves who became gods.
"The established history... has deviated."
Charlotte's eyes sparkled.
This is not a bad thing.
History that has already happened cannot be changed; this is the fundamental rule that the primordial god embedded in this world when he descended.
But now, history has shifted, which shows that the rules He embedded have also been shaken.
There is only one reason why this is happening—Charlotte's power level is getting closer and closer to His current level.
Of course, it was only close, not to mention that the other party was in a deep sleep with serious injuries.
Whether severely injured or in a deep sleep, one's strength will be weakened.
But ultimately, the established order has changed.
Change means possibility.
"However... established history should not be changed, at least... not at the moment."
Looking at the twins shrouded in divine light, Charlotte slightly raised her hand, and crimson-gold light condensed, quietly enveloping the entire holy city.
Soon, the extraordinary phenomenon of the twins' birth faded, and the divine power within them gradually contracted and was sealed, quickly transforming them into two ordinary elves.
The elves were completely unaware of this.
They continued their joyful celebration, but their perception of Gemini had quietly shifted from one of innate holiness to one of divine children possessing a certain degree of supernatural power.
Even the elven gods in the holy city were unaware of all this, and their perceptions were unknowingly altered.
At this moment, everyone forgot that the two beings who had just been born were natural gods!
"The time is not right. Now, He cannot be aware of the changes I have brought."
Charlotte murmured, turning her gaze away from "Lilith" and "Harald".
……
Time flies.
Under the care of the elves, the Oracle Twins grew up healthy year after year.
Although their power was sealed by Charlotte, their exceptional talent still allowed them to grow at a speed that amazed even the elven gods.
As a long-lived species, the Elf race takes a full century to reach adulthood.
However, in less than twenty years, Helios and Artemis were no different from adult elves, and their power had broken through the blazing sun and approached the legendary level.
Meanwhile, the war between the elves and the ancient gods of Miria continued.
The ongoing war also brought about continuous exchanges, and as the two civilizations gained a deeper understanding of each other, some customs and things originating from the ancient gods of Miria quietly became popular among the elves.
The rugged totem inscriptions, the mysterious bloodline magic, and the exotic stone tools and cuisine of Miria all fascinate the elves who possess a strong sense of curiosity and artistic talent.
Furthermore, some elves who landed in Miria fell in love with descendants of the Old Gods or even other races still enslaved by the gods, thus giving birth to a new race on the continent of Miria—
Half-elf.
Gradually, even some of the more moderate Old God beliefs began to attract some elven followers. Although the elven holy city issued strict orders to punish them, a few elves remained fascinated by it.
It wasn't until thirty years later that Charlotte awoke from her deep slumber of cultivation.
"Have civilizations...been merging?"
Charlotte gazed thoughtfully at the two civilizations on opposite sides of the two continents below, one at war and the other at peace.
The fusion of civilizations was something she had foreseen from the beginning, and it was also something that happened in history.
but……
"Too fast. Did He vaguely sense something?"
Looking at the scattered elves on the western continent who had changed their beliefs and worshipped the ancient gods of Miria, Charlotte fell into deep thought:
"It probably hasn't reached that point yet, but He has probably already set his sights on the elves."
"After all... this is a powerful race that does not worship the Old Gods, but has its own gods."
The Ancient Gods of Myria are a spread of the power of the Primal Gods, but the Elven Gods are not.
Although the source of extraordinary power is almost entirely the primordial arrival, it is clear that the feedback provided to the primordial gods by the elves, who have their own independent beliefs, is far less than that of the ancient gods of Miria.
In this situation, bringing the elves under control would be an inevitable choice for the primordial gods.
Charlotte glanced at the scattered heretical elves but did not stop them.
She didn't know if this was a test, but even if it wasn't, she didn't intend to stop it.
Because this was something she was happy to see in the first place.
The other side wants to infiltrate.
But at the same time, she also wanted to infiltrate the past.
Besides, the Western Continent... was also originally intended to be the battlefield in Charlotte's plan to severely damage the Primordial God once again!
"Even though I tried my best to avoid it, my existence still had an impact on history."
"There's no other way. If you want to change the future, you have to do something, and as long as you successfully do something, it will inevitably bring about some kind of change..."
"History has already shown signs of shifting, and He will discover these changes sooner or later..."
"The expansion of extraordinary power is happening much faster than I imagined. At this rate, His resurgence will definitely not have lasted for thousands of years like it did before I transmigrated..."
"It shouldn't be more than five hundred years. No matter how history changes in reality, in the history I'm currently traversing, I'm afraid I'll have to fight Him first five hundred years from now!"
Five hundred years...
Looking at the prosperous and thriving Elf Continent, Charlotte's gaze was somewhat complicated.
According to official historical records, the Western Continent was destroyed around the year 1700 of the Elven Era.
At that moment, Charlotte had a vague premonition.
A thought stirred within her, and she looked toward a beach on the western continent.
A cool sea breeze gently blows, and the soft, golden sand shimmers softly in the sunlight.
On the shore, an injured and stranded octopus is being attacked by several seabirds and is struggling.
Feeling the familiar spiritual rhythm, Charlotte couldn't help but smile.
"So it was you."
"I never imagined you'd be in such a sorry state."
She chuckled inwardly as she recorded the scene of the octopus being attacked by seabirds, then cast a wisp of divine power towards it, before glancing faintly in the direction of the Holy City.
The crimson-gold divine power descended and shone upon the octopus. Startled seabirds scattered and fled, while the struggling octopus trembled slightly. Its naive spirituality underwent a strange transformation, and it began to metamorphose into a soul with mature intelligence.
Meanwhile, in the holy city, Artemis, who was weaving a garland surrounded by children, suddenly had a whim. She handed the flowers and vines to the other children and then happily ran towards the temple.
"Brother Helios! Brother Helios!"
The girl flew into the hall like the wind, and crashed into the study amidst the guards' flustered yet respectful bows.
"elder brother!"
She pulled Helios, who was reading Myriaa's Travels, to his feet, her beautiful face blooming like a flower:
"Let's...go to the beach together!"
Watching the handsome elf boy being pulled along by the silver-haired girl towards the sea with a mixture of affection and helplessness, Charlotte murmured to herself:
"This time... let's create new history together."
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