With the familiar whispered chanting of André, the blessing ceremony of the goddess began under the auspices of Her Royal Highness Loxanne Garlandia.

The fact that the priest was not allowed to preside over the ceremony was originally an ancient tradition of the elves. Since ancient times, the elven royal family, those women who have taken the name of the goddess as their surname are the "god sons" who are closest to the goddess in blood. Like the first generation of elves, they were conceived directly by Garanord, the embodiment of the Earth Goddess and the World Tree. In comparison, it is actually the same as Andrei's bloodline directly derived from the will of the abyss. All the elven princesses were born under the protection of Garanord, and every queen chose to settle in this ancient and sacred temple after becoming pregnant, and the gentle divine power of the earth goddess fed the little life in the queen's womb at every moment. Under the influence of divine power, the first child of each queen will be an elven princess with pure blood, and the power contained in the bloodline is like that of Andrari's children of the abyss. It is only from the second child that the queens consider whether to refuse the blessing of the goddess and give birth to a girl or boy of ordinary blood.

It's just that in terms of the elves' three-year pregnancy, not every queen has the leisure to live that kind of boring life like keeping a ring. Although the life of an elf is indeed very long, just like the medical system of human beings in another world has been perfected to a certain extent, every child born has a great chance of becoming an adult. Because of this, unlike primitive and backward societies, people will calmly weigh the decision before making a childbearing decision. And because of the popularity of the elves in the Whispering Forest, the survival rate of newborns is not lower than that of the world that Andre is familiar with, and because the elves advocate the balance of nature, they are even more disgusted with uncontrolled reproduction and expansion.

Therefore, elven princes are indeed a very rare thing in this world, and if it weren't for some special reasons, the queens would naturally be willing to give birth to princesses with better natural bloodlines.

Princess Losan, the only daughter of the previous queen, is still unmarried, which is a well-known thing. And the other princess in the main hall, Her Royal Highness Iryan, if you count according to the "seniority" remembered by the children of the abyss, is actually far from the previous queen and Her Royal Highness Rozan.

The young Princess Irion did not come from one branch of the Elven royal family. In fact, the Elven royal family has no branch at all. Only the princesses born of the current queen will maintain their pure blood under the protection of the goddess Garandia, and the queen's sisters cannot enjoy such special care.

In other words, under normal circumstances, unless the queen's own daughter, her other juniors are not classified as royals by the elves because of their impure blood. Even if their bloodline and abilities are far superior to those of other elves, they can only earn more resources and glory for themselves through hard work.

This kind of royal family, which is deliberately maintained by the goddess, is often only a few in number in each generation. But the elves are not too worried because the blood of the royal family is withering, because even if there is an accident, the will of the goddess will ensure the inheritance of the elf royal family.

His Highness Iryan Garlandia was born under this exceptional circumstance. The one-story Princess Losanne had already missed the best age to marry, and decided not to marry for some unknown reason, so the goddess gave birth to a new "World Tree Fruit" in the temple where André was at this moment through the power of her incarnation, the World Tree Garanord.

- Garlanod's son, Iryan Garlandia.

Yes, the "Rose of the Dawn", known for her beauty, is directly conceived by a great and unpredictable divine power, like the Children of the Abyss. She was raised by the queen and Princess Roseanne at the time, and the relationship between her and the eldest princess of the elves was like a mother and daughter, and like a sister.

As a son of the abyss who took refuge in the elven kingdom, Andre naturally knew all about these news that were not secret at all.

At the beginning of the ceremony, among all the sacrifices and the murmurs of the participants of the ceremony, the first to walk up to the altar and stand in front of the statue of the goddess was the young Highness Iryan.

Looking at the familiar statue of the goddess in front of her, Illion seemed to return to the day of her birth, in the same room, on the altar next to the icon. The goddess, who came in the form of a god, picked herself up from the altar and handed it to the queen, and Princess Luoshan, who usually looked noble and reserved, couldn't help but stretch her neck to look at the little highness who had just come to this world......

In fact, Illion has no memory of her birth, but every time she participates in the blessing ceremony, she can't help but imagine the scene through other people's descriptions.

The statue of the goddess is still the same as in the past, a female figure directly protruding from the trunk of a tree, dotted with some lovely young green leaves between the wrists and ankles, and the dark green bark is the dress on her body.

The young princess bowed her head calmly and whispered the kindness and glory of the goddess like everyone else. The leaves that grew on the roof of the hall exuded a soft but bright glow of divine power, leaving a faint silhouette on the "wooden" floor of Ellori's graceful figure under his robes.

"May the Goddess bless you, my sister and the good girl. The smile on the face of the eldest princess, who was standing next to the altar and presiding over the ceremony, was like the sunshine of spring, infecting everyone. When she said this, it meant that the ceremony had officially begun.

Elori's heart was a little uneasy, although as a princess, she was specially favored by the goddess for the first time, and even she received blessings far more often than most of the elves present who received this honor for the first time, but more time she was still participating in the annual sacred ceremony as a "sacrifice". Moreover, it had been nearly ten years since the young princess had received the last blessing, and she wondered if this blessing would mean anything different when she became an adult.

The ode to the miracles of the goddess continues, and André is a little baffled by Udion's claim that "the process is fast". It had been at least five minutes since the elven princess had stood in front of the altar like a sapling with her head bowed, but there had been no progress or change since the ritual began.

Naturally, the Children of the Abyss would not have thought that the two princesses and priests present were even more anxious than him, and Yudeon's forehead was even sweating because of worry - this blessing ceremony was completely dominated by the goddess, unless something major happened, how could the goddess not have time to pay attention to the sacred ritual in progress after the blessing had begun?

Just when the Great Druid was wondering what kind of natural or man-made disaster attracted the attention of the goddess, the eldest princess's tightly knit brows that had just been serious next to the altar slowly melted, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and a confident smile reappeared on the face of His Royal Highness Luo Shan.

Behind Andre and the crowd, several elderly priests exchanged incredulous glances with each other, and then their expressions also became extremely excited......

Gradually, even André sensed as if something was happening. It was as if something special was sublimating the mysterious atmosphere of the sanctuary, and it seemed that even the leaves above the head that radiated divine light began to brighten up inexplicably.

After a while, all the sacrifices raised the pitch of their chantings, and the chant that had been whispered began to become more solemn and solemn...... With his supernatural perception, Andre sensed it before the elven civilians present, and that strange power seemed to come from far below.

A few kilometers down, a place that people in the church could not see. The ground where Garlanor had taken root had been covered with turquoise brilliance, and within a radius of several kilometers were dotted with fireflies-like life power, which converged into a beautiful scene like the Milky Way in the starry sky on a summer night, slowly flowing in the direction of Garanord's main trunk. Whether on the ground or above the canopy, all the spirits who found these visions were half-kneeling and chanting aloud the name of the goddess, either reverently or excitedly.

The green torrents on the ground seemed to have life, constantly gathering towards the roots of Garandia, and they converged into a dazzling brilliance, constantly converging towards the taproot and the center of the trunk. Everywhere it passed, every animal with basic intelligence was prostrate on the ground, paying homage to this unstoppable miracle.

The fountain of life around the trunk emitted a bright green glow, and the creatures in it had become blind, but the powerful yet gentle light did not hurt their eyes.

The life force is constantly gathering, gathering into veins like "blood vessels" on the main trunk of Garanord, and they continue to extend upward, faster and faster!

On the opposite side of the lush canopy, the huge magic power of green with a little bit of gold is also constantly converging, which is the life force mixed with the divine sun. They go through countless branches and branches, slowly but surely in the direction of the main trunk......

When two forces of the same origin meet at the base of the canopy, the first branch of the trunk, the altar in the Temple of the World Tree. The whole sanctuary began to spread a soft, bright light on its own!

The goddess statue that stood out on the trunk of the tree in the light pinched her palm as if she had just woken up, blinked her eyes that shone green like neon lights, and actually broke away from the trunk of the tree and turned into an independent human form!

The tender green vines turned into exquisite bracelets and anklets, and the bark of the trees turned into soft fabrics, which were scattered over her body, and her whole body was covered with divine light, and a god statue that had been motionless before breathing came to life directly under the eyes of everyone!

"Bless you, my daughter......" The gentle female voice sounded from the bottom of everyone's heart, and the goddess, whose face was unable to see clearly because of the Holy Radiance, waved her hand gently. As the "little sapling" of the altar, it stretched out beautifully in the green light, and the place where the tip was most glorious seemed to have undergone some wonderful changes.

"A gift for you......" The voice of the goddess sounded in the hearts of everyone again.

Princess Elori, whose eyes were still a little glazed, took from the goddess avatar in disbelief the small condensation of divine power that was as warm as jasper, but more brilliant than a gem - it was a green, wonderful thing like a seed.

André observes the elven princess at the center of everyone's gaze with the keen vision brought by the "Eye of the Abyss", and the faint black magic shows a long list of "???" in his eyes.

In terms of the knowledge of the children of the abyss, I am afraid that only those two desolate beasts called the Thunder Whale can compare with what they have seen and heard today. But where Andre couldn't see, his "spirit" and "perception" told him that the scale of the magic gathered by this miracle was far less than that of the two impressive ancient beasts that covered the clouds and the sun!!

So this ritual is so powerful!?Yudeen, why didn't you make it clear in advance?

Then André found that in his current situation, he could not make out which figure belonged to the druid.