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Chapter 560: Gods Who Share the Authority of Life

The blue light was so tiny that it couldn't even cover Aphra's entire palm, but it brought a long silence to the room. Aphra's raised hand felt sore, so she complained:

"Don't you have anything to say?"

This was the result of their hard work after traveling across the entire Gaia Empire.

"Um, what?" Mistto seemed to have just come back to his senses and let out a long breath. He had even forgotten to breathe just now.

"You also said that they came from the sea this time, so it's normal for them to be contaminated with some of the ocean's life force—"

Mistto's voice stopped abruptly, and Aphra crushed the crystal in her palm without waiting for him to finish.

"Oh!"

The crystal immediately exploded in the center of the crowd. It was too small and was about to dissipate in the blink of an eye. However, in the thin blue mist, a faint golden light flashed by.

The power of law!

——Mistto’s pupils trembled. This power was very familiar to the elves who grew up under the holy tree.

"How, how could this happen?" the dwarf king Modo shouted.

"...Mother Goddess." Links, a druid, stood up.

"I think everyone here knows that it is this profound and profound land that helps countless creatures thrive and reproduce, and that helps the seasons change, giving birth to each new day."

He stretched out his hand, feeling the majestic vitality within it. After being crushed by Aphra, the crystal floated in the air like flowing water, and was even brighter than when it was condensed.

"But not everyone agrees with this statement. The mermaids in the sea firmly believe that the sea is the cradle of all living things and the birthplace of the world..."

The whites of Mistto's eyes were reflected in a faint blue by the light. His face had a strange expression, but it was unusually calm.

"...What are they talking about?" The dwarves from Blackrock were somewhat confused about what these tall friends were talking about.

Linx turned around, his expression serious. "Dear friends, I want to remind everyone that it's not just our elven Mother Goddess who holds the power over life. There's also the one in the sea. Now that the Mother Goddess has returned to the Sacred Tree, this source of power can only belong to her."

"...So," Mia, another leader, pondered for a moment before bravely expressing everyone's unspoken suspicions, "the Void Beasts that have reappeared on the east coast of the Gaia Empire are related to the Sea God?"

"There is indeed a rumor circulating in the Gaia Empire that 'the Sea God has lost his moral integrity'."

Beside Aphra, another ranger who had traveled with her to Ozler confirmed this. He couldn't help but glance at his orc ally and added, "The followers of the Sea God have been enslaved and expelled. They are the new lower class of humanity."

There was an uproar in the room.

"What are the mermaids doing? What is Gloria doing?" Some people were puzzled.

"Do you mean the people or the city?" Modo turned around and asked.

"What's the difference?"

"I don't know the situation of that principal, but Goletia Academy has already taken action, as well as the princess of the Gaia Empire."

Modo frankly explained the reason for his uninvited visit and informed everyone present of his collaboration with Goletia: "The first batch of dragon steel in the Giant's Furnace is already being smelted and will soon be sent to Ozler."

Some of the elves, not good at hiding their emotions, had already shown signs of displeasure. However, since Mistto and Lord Seran both looked distracted, they couldn't get angry.

"We live on the same continent after all." Modo's temperament is quite different from that of the old dwarf king. He came here prepared to be condemned by his allies, but still insisted on his own point of view.

“It is a void beast after all. Once the human empire falls, we will sooner or later face the same situation as a thousand years ago.

I originally thought that if we could help those humans solve their problems with just support weapons, it would be a good thing for all of us. But——"

Modo scratched his head in distress, but what he saw in the Elf Forest today made him feel that everything was not as simple as he thought.

"Dragon Steel?"

Aphra couldn't help but wonder, "But Dragon Steel is made of a special material. Where did they get the Dragon's Tears?"

"I thought you knew." Modo looked at his allies who knew nothing, and felt a sense of betrayal for no reason. He felt more and more guilty as he spoke. "Those children...Golatia's children, they came with Lord Zephirion!"

Lord Zephirion went to Blackrock?

Mistto caught the key information and looked up at Seran next to him. She had been absent-minded and seemed to be attracted by the dwarf's words and her eyes turned over there.

"Yes, it was provided by Lord Zephirion." The tribesmen beside Modo quickly supported their king, trying to prove the rationality and legitimacy of this cooperation:

"Those cunning humans, ahem! They've been trying to make peace with Blackstone for the past few years, but we dwarves have always been principled. The diplomatic relations we established with Gloria were just a trick. We never really wanted to be with them—"

"Among the humans who followed Lord Zephirion to Blackrock, was there a girl named Lilith?" Seran, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked the question, attracting a lot of attention.

Unexpectedly, this sentence caused their dwarf friends to panic. A dwarf with a brown braided beard shouted out loud on the spot:

"She, they even found out where we buy the wine! Uh-huh—" Before he could finish his words, the other dwarves jumped up, covered his mouth and pushed him back.

Seran and the elves: …………

"Cough cough cough!" Modo's skin hidden in his beard turned red and he kept coughing as if to cover it up.

"This is merely a human tactic. Dwarves know who their true friends are and won't be swayed by petty gains! Lord Zephirion must have made this choice for the future of this continent. The devastation of a thousand years ago must not happen again. Dear allies, what do you think?"

"Hmph!" The orc chief on the other side sneered undisguisedly, full of contempt for this high-sounding statement.

"Mermaids have long been in cahoots with humans! Isn't it enough that the Void Beast contains the life force of the Sea God? This is a carefully planned conspiracy! But there are always some fools whose brains have been gnawed by moles who take the initiative to fall for it!"

This blunt condemnation immediately infuriated the dwarves, and both sides began to quarrel, causing chaos in the tower.

"But the Void Beasts are real, and it's also true that those humans are struggling to hold on." As an eyewitness, Aphra tried to defend the facts, but her voice was once again drowned out by the quarrel.

"Humans' actions deserve their suffering!" roared an old orc.

"These are two completely different matters!" A hot-tempered dwarf jumped onto a stool, pointing his finger at the other side and yelling, "Your orc tribe is safe hiding behind the Elven Forest! Even if the Void Beasts come, we have these tall men at the front to hold them off. We, Blackrock, are right next to the Gaia Empire!"

……

In the end, the orcs didn't even attend the welcome dinner, and returned to the Gate of Darncart with gloomy faces via the teleportation array.

The farewell procession was filled with an awkward atmosphere until the light of the magic circle completely dissipated. Mistto finally breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at his good colleague who was silent beside him.

"After a trip to the Gaia Empire, you learned how to behave like a human lady?" Seran was frighteningly quiet today, making Mistto feel uncomfortable. He signaled everyone to leave first, wanting to talk to Seran alone.

But the other party had already stepped forward. The dinner was about to begin, and Seran didn't want to be late.

"Hey, you were the one who first suggested sending a team to investigate the situation. What's wrong now? Are you scared, Lord Seran?"

Mistto's silver hair shone even in the darkest forest. A hazy aura shone around him, oscillating with his footsteps as he questioned, "Because we're not just fighting the Void, but potentially even the gods behind it?"

Seran walked towards the banquet hall without stopping. After a long while, he said softly, "There's nothing to be afraid of. Even the most magnificent life will eventually come to an end."

“…What are you talking about?”

"Lord Fustwin is dead. He died in the Gaia Empire more than ten years ago." Seran didn't look back, but just calmly threw out a thunderous sentence.

We need to have someone count the dragon tears stored under the icy lake and have Modo and the others take them back. — She was still thinking about work matters until she realized that Mistto hadn't caught up, and then she turned around.

"Are you scared?"

The moonlight outlined her sharp features, like those slashed by an ice blade. Sharp but not harsh, she exuded a kind of majesty that kept people at a distance. She looked at her colleagues standing frozen in place. Tonight, she had no intention of explaining herself. She simply spoke word by word:

"It's time for a fight, Mistto. Get ready."