bookbashuk Chapter 657, Part 4: Continental War
Chapter 657, Part 4: Continental War
Chapter 657-4- Continental War
The Holy City of Elves, the Temple.
The emerald dome shimmered with magnificent runes under the starlight, while the dignified and sacred giant tree statue reflected a dreamlike glow under the illumination of the crystal magic lamp.
The high priest knelt before the throne, his eyes closed in prayer as always, beseeching the grace of the Mother Goddess of Creation.
Knowledge, technology, magic... For thousands of years, it is through these intermittent gifts that the Elven race has grown to its current status as the ruler of the continent!
Suddenly, the giant tree statue burst forth with dazzling light, and golden rays quickly filled the entire temple.
The high priest was startled, then his face lit up with ecstasy:
"An oracle! It's an oracle!"
His gaze was fervent as he worshipped the throne, silently reciting praises to the Mother Goddess of Creation.
A golden scroll appeared in his hand, which he held high above his head, awaiting the divine decree to be copied.
Points of light spread from the statue and merged into the scroll. Soon, lines of golden characters slowly appeared on the scroll.
At the same time, the corresponding content was also reflected in the High Priest's heart, causing his pupils to shrink and his expression to become even more solemn.
The oracle ended, and glory spread.
Three majestic auras rose from the towering tower of the holy city and then descended upon the temple where the statue of the god was enshrined.
"What did the Mother Goddess say?"
The leading golden giant asked solemnly.
The high priest suppressed the shock in his eyes and then respectfully presented the scroll to the leading elven deity.
The spirit received the scroll, and a vast amount of information quickly flooded into its soul:
"Eastern Continent... Evil God... Holy War..."
The deity's gaze gradually turned serious.
And when the final divine message appeared in His soul, His gaze couldn't help but fall upon that majestic giant tree again:
"And...the Child of the Oracle..."
At the end of the god's gaze, on the branches of the giant tree.
Two wisps of light, emitting an alluring fragrance, gradually condensed into two green fruits.
A rich life force and a strong, powerful heartbeat emanated from the fruit and subtly permeated the minds of the elven mythical beings, moving all the gods to tears.
The leading deity exchanged a glance with the two deities on either side, and then nodded secretly as if they had reached some kind of consensus.
He took a deep breath, and then delivered the divine decree in a majestic voice:
"Block the news, and... summon all the elders!"
……
The elves moved even faster than Charlotte had anticipated.
With a thousand years of continuous support, His status in the hearts of the elves has long reached an irreplaceable level, and even the elven gods remain steadfast in their faith in Him.
Of course, another reason is that the more powerful the spirits and gods are, the more they can feel the power of the "Creator Mother Goddess".
In the seventh year after Charlotte issued the oracle, after a long period of war mobilization and preparation, the war between the two continents finally broke out.
At the call of the gods, the elves formed an expeditionary force of over 300,000, and sailed towards the distant eastern continent aboard elven warships built with the knowledge bestowed upon them by the "Creator Goddess".
In this era, the Endless Sea was not yet plagued by the cataclysmic storms and magical pollution that would later occur.
Thousands of elven warships, damaged by the wind, sailed eastward for half a year under the guidance of the elven gods before finally seeing the land of Miria.
At this moment, the continent of Miria is still a wild wasteland, occupied by all sorts of monsters and beasts.
Many of those demons have developed intelligence and formed various races, each with its own mythological totem of faith.
These mythological totems represent the ancient gods who were born on the continent of Miria after the arrival of the supernatural. As for the demons that worship them, they are either descendants of these ancient gods or creatures that gained supernatural power after being tainted by the aura of these ancient gods.
They were the targets of the elves' attack.
As for the humans who later occupied the entire continent, they were still in a tribal state at this time, struggling to survive as vassals and slaves of various demon races amidst the gaps of extraordinary power.
With Charlotte's covert support, the Elven civilization has far surpassed that of the continent of Miria.
From the very first day of the war, the battle between the elves and the monsters was almost a one-sided rout. In less than a month, the elves had established a foothold on the west coast of the continent of Miria and began to build cities.
Under the call of the holy war, the elven warriors did not stop, but continued their advance into the depths of the continent, sweeping all the demon tribes that stood in their way.
However, this overwhelming offensive did not last long.
Three months after the elves successfully landed, the monsters' counterattack finally began.
First, a beam of light appeared.
Golden light shone on the battlefield, enveloping the fleeing monsters, while the elves felt a vast and majestic aura descend from the sky.
In the sky, the thick clouds suddenly churned and gathered into a terrifying golden giant hand amidst the golden light, which then slammed down directly towards the elven army!
The ancient gods of Miria... have finally made their move.
However, just as the giant hand was about to strike the elven army, a dazzling golden light also rose from the elven side, and giant trees rose from the ground, their thick branches condensing into huge arms that directly blocked it!
It is an elf myth.
The ancient god Miria, who had just made his move, paused for a moment, and then a deafening roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
The dazzling light converged once more, coalescing into an even more ferocious arm, carrying surging divine power and revealing the wrath of the ancient gods.
At the same time, an even more vast aura spread out, and both elves and monsters lost control of their bodies under that terrifying aura, and could only tremble on the ground.
At the same time, the thousand-meter-tall phantom gradually solidified, and a golden cyclops appeared on the battlefield.
The ancient god of Miria has finally descended in its true form!
But the next moment, more light shone from the elves' side, and one majestic aura after another appeared.
They appeared from all directions as if they had been lying in ambush, surrounding the golden Cyclops.
They are the spirits and gods.
They... have been waiting for this moment!
The war against monsters is merely a worldly war.
Slaughtering the Old Gods is the most important goal of the Holy War!
Vast divine power crashed down from all directions, instantly engulfing the astonished golden giant.
A terrifying surge of divine power erupted, and the entire battlefield collapsed under the surging divine power. The demon army instantly turned to ashes, the earth shattered, and mountains and rivers collapsed.
Under the combined attack of all the elven gods, the golden giant was instantly shattered.
With a mournful cry of despair, the divine body shattered, and the vast divine power dissipated into surging demonic energy. A dark golden rain of demonic energy fell over the entire world, and the rolling clouds of demonic energy stretched for thousands of miles.
Strange phenomena in the heavens and earth, the fall of a myth!
The fall of the first ancient god of Miria finally alarmed the majestic auras deeper within the continent, and soon... one after another, vast auras rose from all over the continent of Miria.
Myths have fallen, gods have joined the war, and the divine war between the two continents... has finally officially begun!
This divine war between the elves and the ancient gods of Miria lasted for thirty years.
Without the initial advantage of ambushing and ganging up, the divine war quickly evolved into a contest of divine power between the two sides' gods.
Even with Charlotte's support, the elven gods did not have a significant advantage without her personally intervening, so the war of the gods quickly turned into a long tug-of-war.
Over the course of thirty years, the gods of both sides clashed dozens of times in the western part of the continent of Miria, and a total of eight mythical figures perished in the divine wars!
Among them were even three elven gods.
However, despite the loss of three mythical figures, the war against the demons also allowed the elves to grow tremendously. In addition, the fragments of laws and the rich magic power brought by the fall of the mythical figures led to two more elves ascending to godhood in less than thirty years!
On the side of the ancient gods of Miria, although five gods had fallen, they still possessed a profound foundation for extraordinary descent into the world, and two new gods were born one after another.
In the fiftieth year after the oracle was delivered, the two sides finally transitioned from a continuous war to a long-term stalemate.
This is the current limit for the Elven race.
The decades-long war also cost the Elven race a great deal.
However, it wasn't without its gains; they successfully established a foothold on the continent of Miria.
Decades later, the elves successfully established a city on the west coast and made it a bridgehead for the holy war.
However, strictly speaking, this is no longer the West Coast.
The gods' repeated battles have already ravaged the western part of the continent beyond recognition.
Mountains and rivers were shattered, land sank. The war of the gods many years ago had completely destroyed the westernmost part of the continent of Miria, and the floodwaters formed a narrow strait.
Because the strait's shape resembles a crescent moon, and because the "isolated island" separated from the main continent is like a star in the sky, this strait gradually acquired a fixed name among the elves—the Star-Moon Strait.
As for the large island formed by the breaking of the continent, the elves called it Falling Star Island.
From then on, the elves used Falling Star Island as their anchor point and began a continental war that lasted for thousands of years!
……
Fifty years later.
This marks the first hundred years since the oracle of the "Mother Goddess of Creation" descended.
In the western continent, within the elven holy city.
On the majestic Elf Tree, the two fruits that had grown for a hundred years had finally reached maturity!
(End of this chapter)