The Dark Mountains, located in the southwest of the Syges Continent, are bordered by the Elven Forest to the north, the Endless Sea to the west, the Fertile Plains to the east, and the Death Desert to the south......

Because the mountains are extremely rich in obsidian, even the peaks are dyed with a deep layer of black, hence the name.

However, due to the rugged terrain and the barren land, the Dark Mountains are not a haven for flora and fauna, but only drought-tolerant trees and shrubs, alpine meadows, and a variety of wildlife.

But it is rumored that in ancient times, the Dark Mountains were not barren, and at that time they were as rich and beautiful as the Elven Forest, and even had another nice name - the Emerald Mountain.

But after a divine war, the sky fell apart and everything was destroyed.

Now, the harsh environment of the Dark Mountains is almost as famous as the Desert of Death.

Aside from caravans who had to climb over the mountains, and dwarves and humans trying to find mineral deposits in the dark mountains, few people set foot here......

In the northwest of the Dark Mountains, in a hidden valley.

In the corners of the valley, simple stone houses are arranged in a starry pattern, forming a small village.

But even if they are poorly constructed, these stone houses are neatly arranged and cleaned. Not only that, but each house is surrounded by flowers and shrubs, which is enough to show the owner's love for nature...... This is not easy in the Dark Mountains.

In the center of the village is a small open square with a simple platform made of stones and rattan.

At this moment, more than 200 inhabitants, old and young, were gathered under the high platform, each wearing a sackcloth hood that could hide their faces, their bodies were emaciated, and their eyes were numb and gloomy, and it was evident that life was quite hard.

And the faintly revealing pointed ears and outstanding appearance declare their identity - elves.

The elves sat together in twos and threes, looking curiously at the high platform.

On the high platform, two elderly men stood.

One of the elderly elves, dressed in gray sacrificial robes, with a white beard and a radiant look, was none other than Samir Tempest, the old priest sent by Eve to gather the elves.

The other is an old female elf.

Her name is Firosil Blaze, the head of the elven village, and an old friend of Samir's.

The female elf glanced at Samir beside her, sighed, and said:

"Samir, I have called all the people of the people, as you said. What do you have to say, can you say it now? ”

Samir looked at the more than 200 people in the audience, and his expression was very complicated:

"Is this all the Flame Clansmen?"

Filosil lowered his eyelids, and his voice was tinged with sadness:

"There's only so much left."

"Hey...... Unexpectedly, the Flame Clan, which once had a population of nearly 10,000, had already declined to this point. ”

Samir sighed, his heart sour.

However, compared to the Storm Clan, whose race has completely dissipated, the Flame Tribe is already considered good.

Listening to Samir's words, Firosil's eyes became a little hazy, and she squeezed out a smile that was even more ugly than crying, and said:

"What can be done? Without the blessing of the true God, we are all just homeless children, at the mercy of bullying...... It's nice to be able to find a place to hide in the Emerald Mountain. ”

In the world of Seggs, where there are gods, it is difficult for ordinary intelligent races without the protection of true gods to survive the struggle of various races......

In particular, elves themselves have a fatal attraction to other races.

Having lost their strength and protection, their beautiful appearance, their long lifespan, and their innate magical physique, they were all coveted by other races.

In addition, the elves are indisputable, peace-loving and kind-natured, and they are not good at fighting people at all, so in a series of conspiracies, the race is getting weaker and weaker.

Is the protection of the true God?

Samir's eyes flashed.

I saw him take a deep breath and reveal a bright smile, with a hint of fanaticism and excitement in his voice:

"Actually...... That's what I'm here for. ”

"Huh?"

Firosil looked at him in surprise.

And it was only at this time that the old patriarch of the Flame Clan realized that the old friend in front of him seemed to be faintly different from the image in his memory.

Although he hadn't seen him for many years, Samir seemed more energetic, and there was a faint glow in his eyes, as if he was full of hope for the future.

It was far from the possession of the gray old man I had seen a few years ago, and the numbness and despair in his once cloudy eyes were gone.

Fei Luosir's eyes froze.

The Elven Winds are the most special of all the Elven tribes, and they are also known as the Priests as they are responsible for worshipping Mother Nature.

After the fall of the World Tree, the Tempest Clan was also the hardest hit and persecuted by the most.

As the elder of the Tempest, Samir Tempest can be said to have completely experienced the process of the Tempest Clan's prosperity and decline...... Every time she saw each other, she looked sad and desperate.

And if she remembers correctly, Samir should have been near the Elven Forest all along, holding on to the natural sacrifice with the last of the Saints of Nature, hoping to awaken the Mother Goddess......

Can ...... now

Looking at Samir's energetic and radiant appearance, and his eyes full of hope and light, a somewhat unbelievable thought suddenly popped into him......

Could it be ......

Her heart, which had not fluctuated for many years, suddenly beat violently.

"You ......"

She looked at Samir, her voice trembling a little, as if she was wondering about something, and as if she was expecting something.

Samir turned his head, smiled softly at his old friend, and then stretched out his arms......

A brilliant light radiated from him as the center, carrying a reassuring power and a strong natural aura.

Radiant, at this moment, Samir seemed to be transformed into a darling of nature. That powerful breath of life swept through the entire square in an instant......

Feeling the tremendous natural power in the old priest's body, Firosil's eyes widened, and he lost his voice in shock:

"Silver...... Silver Priest! ”

Silver Priest!

How many years have we not seen such a high-ranking priest since the fall of Mother Nature?

Silver is a watershed, and only a true god can support a silver-level priest!

At this moment, Firosil felt that his old heart was beating more and more violently like a young man. The original absurd and endless hope has faintly pointed to a certain reality!

"This ...... This ......"

She muttered her words, barely able to speak to herself.

The power of the Holy Light also attracted all the elves, and everyone raised their heads and looked at the elven elders on the high platform in shock and blankness.

Looking at the gaze that converged, Samir smiled slightly.

I saw him face the north, reverently drawing a symbol of Mother Nature on his chest, and his voice was gentle and powerful:

"Fellow citizens, our true gods...... It's back. He has issued a prophecy calling us back to the forest of the elves and to regain our glory! ”

With that, he took out a golden leaf from his bosom, which was none other than the blade of the World Tree, the sacred artifact that Eve had used to exert her divine power.

I saw Samir hold aloft the leaves of the World Tree and reverently and respectfully bring out the power in it......

In an instant, the rich divine power of nature spread, and everywhere it went, the branches sprouted, and a hundred flowers bloomed, and in the blink of an eye, the square was surrounded by clusters of flowers and lush vines......

Looking at this miraculous sight, all the elves were shocked.

"It's the power of nature! It's a natural power! ”

An old elf recognized it, and his voice was full of excitement.

And along with the miracle, an ethereal and ethereal divine voice echoed in the air:

"Kids, go home."

Go home, kids......

The majestic voice was soft and beautiful...... With a hint of embarrassment, and full of endless vicissitudes, it has a strange power that soothes people's hearts.

This is the oracle that Eve recorded in the leaves of the World Tree.

In an instant, all the elves felt a surge of warm energy rushing into their bodies, and their bodies, weakened by long-term wandering, gradually regained their strength!

With a "poof", Fei Luosier subconsciously knelt on the ground, looked at the brilliant world leaves, felt the vigorous vitality in his body, and two lines of muddy tears dripped down.

I saw her raise her head, looking surprised and sad:

"Mother Goddess...... This is the power of the Mother Goddess! ”

"Him...... It's back! ”