Chapter 319 - 202: The God of Life Dislikes Elves_2

Chapter 319: Chapter 202: The God of Life Dislikes Elves_2

Anthony pointed at the Little Sapling with his finger.

Rarely did anyone touch the Little Sapling other than Ange. Curious about the finger touching it, the sapling gently raised a leaf that touched Anthony’s fingertip.

Anthony felt a cool stream creeping into his body from the point of contact.

He didn’t know what kind of aura it was, but it felt pleasant. However, Anthony didn’t have time to explore this feeling and shot a defiant glare back at Aestolia.

Aestolia nodded, her face conveying a ‘I’ll remember you’ expression, and backed away.

Anthony quickly cradled the Little Sapling in his arms, fearing he might drop it accidentally. His recent show of defiance was largely for the elves’ benefit.

Only after he’d secured the pot in his arms did Anthony declare loudly:

“Firstly, the Tree of Life is not dead. We found the cure to its wilting disease and poured it into the soil. The drug started working, sending it into a slumber.” Saying this, Anthony quickly added, “Give them that branch we cut earlier. Also, do any of you have a Teleportation Scroll?”

Negris quickly tossed the branch they had cut earlier, and said, “You’ve come to the right person for that question. Ange, get the scrolls.”

Ange brought out a large pile of scrolls, one for each person, even Lightning.

But at this moment, Lightning’s mother leaned out, saying sternly, “Lightning, come back! This is no joke. They killed the God of Life. The elves won’t let them off easily. Come back, I can plead with His Majesty on your behalf.”

Lightning rolled his eyes, “I told you, the God of Life didn’t die. Those elves just like to panic and make wild guesses. We wanted to help, but they treated us like criminals. They are too stuck up. The God of Life won’t like them.”

As he spoke, Lightning clamped a scroll between his hooves and bit into it effortlessly. His action conveyed his alignment with Ange’s side. Unless the misunderstanding was clarified, it would mean a complete rift with his mother, turning them into enemies forever.

Everyone began tearing their teleportation scrolls. While waiting for the scrolls to trigger, Anthony continued, “Secondly, we saved the God of Life, and you treat us like this. When the God of Life reawakens, I will ask it to punish you.”

“Thirdly, this is Little Sapling, our partner, not your Tree of Life.”

“Fourthly, the Undead God doesn’t fear battles but dislikes misunderstandings. We will let you off this time. Once you understand the truth of what happened, you can come and apologize to us.”

“So what do we do now?” As a Queen, Gailard’s capability for decisive judgement was unquestionable, but at this point she too was somewhat at a loss.

“Find them, restrain them, treat them well, and wait for the Tree of Life to wake up. If the Tree of Life can be awakened, you apologize to them; if it can’t be awakened, bury them in the ground as fertilizer,” Aestolia stated calmly.

Kael’danil hesitated slightly, “Is that okay? What if they truly came to heal the Tree of Life?”

“The Tree of Life, should not fall into the hands of others. The Tree of Life, belongs to the elves,” Aestolia interjected curtly, her tone suggesting that this was simply a matter of fact.

This realization struck Gailard: “Yes, the Tree of Life cannot fall into the hands of outsiders. It belongs to the elves. Let’s get moving. Even if they’ve taken refuge in the abyss, we must find them.”

Gailard mounted her Great Unicorn and rode off into the distance, while Aestolia seemed to be buoyed toward the horizon by an invisible hand.

Three elves, each holding a bow, loosed an arrow into the distance. The arrows trailed ropes, and as they shot off, the elves pulled the ropes, leveraging the arrows’ momentum to launch themselves into the sky.

Watching her companions receding into the distance, Kael’danil sighed wistfully, “Is this why Lightning said the Tree of Life doesn’t like elves?”

After speaking, Kael’danil flipped backward, the delicate elf woman transforming into a giant eagle. She soared into the sky in pursuit of Gailard.

Soon, giant arrows began to shoot into the sky and the entire Elf Forest erupted into activity once more.

The elves’ unusual behavior alerted humanity. Top officials from all nations communicated with one another, inquiring if anyone had inside information on the elves’ latest antics.

This was the elves’ second bout of strange behavior in the past two years. They were spoiling for an inter-dimensional war, which made everyone uneasy.

However, it wasn’t long before the human nations received a notification from the elves: “Our target is the abyss nomads of the desert. Please stay calm and do not harbor them; otherwise, we will consider you an enemy.”

No one was willing to antagonize the elves for a group of abyss nomads, especially given the vast scale of elven forces on display. Unless every human nation on the continent were to unite, there was no stopping this warfront.

The Chimera Corps, Pterosaur Corps, Unicorn Corps, Moose Cavalry Corps, Elf Magician Corps, and Magic Tank Unit—the elves had mobilized nearly all their elite forces.

What was more terrifying, however, was that the elves had gathered all their Truth Mages and Arcane Magicians, including Aestolia and over a dozen others.

With this force capable of fighting an inter-dimensional war, Gailard arrived at the Fallen Dragon Lake. Fala nervously handed her a letter. As soon as Gailard saw the first sentence after opening the envelope, she couldn’t help but burst into laughter.