The elves looked up.

Victor, bathed in golden sunlight, stood on top of Gulletun's massive body.

Even Venia looked at Victor in a daze, a huge red figure reflected in her eyes.

"People...... Mankind? ”

No, Victor gave her the feeling that she didn't feel like a human at all.

Venia stared at Victor, as if she could feel the extremely hot temperature from his aura.

The human in front of him even possessed a natural energy that was purer than the calamity.

That's right, the purest natural energy.

Natural energy, too, is differentiated in degree.

In the world, there are six elements of nature.

And any kind of element, from which natural energy can be extracted.

Disasters originate from nature, and they are the purest embodiment of the six elements of the world.

On the other hand, the energy contained in their bodies has reached a single and absolute purity.

For example, the Fire Calamity only has the element of 'fire', and it cannot be mixed with other attributes.

The same is true of other calamities.

Calamities can be called calamities because they are absolutely pure energy manifestations.

It can't be used as normal energy anymore.

This extremely terrifying and pure force, once it appears in any corner of the world, will cause uncontrollable terrifying natural disasters.

Everywhere I went, the living creatures were devastated, and all things mourned.

No living thing can survive under an absolutely pure energy.

At this time, the current Elven Forest can be said to show the word "calamity" vividly.

Venia looked behind Gulletun, staring at the bursting and burning Yard Tree, which continued to erupt in terrifying heatwaves.

The surrounding hundreds of kilometers were completely covered in fierce flames and relentless lava, bursting from the ground from time to time.

The sky was also ignited by this terrifying heat wave and flames, and endless crimson suspended over the entire Elven Forest.

Looking at the terrifying scene in front of her, Venia finally understood.

Why, only they can be called "calamities".

"Clavena ......"

Venia muttered.

She remembers that Kocot had said the last name.

Now, with this surname, I appeared in front of all the elves with an absolutely shocking attitude.

He stood high above the Calamity's head, his body wrapped in red streaks, his feet covered in flowing lava, and flames burning from the hem of his robe.

Like the Lord of Calamity.

Venia turned her head to look at her fellow elves.

They also looked up at the huge Gulletun, feeling the scorching heat sting their cheeks, and their eyes were extremely empty,

The sound seemed to be blown away by the heat, and became very faint:

"The Sacred Tree, destroyed?"

"Yad Sacred Tree it...... He's dead? ”

All the elves trembled their lips in disbelief.

They couldn't accept it.

In their hearts, the Tree of Yard is like their mother.

In the eyes of the elves, they didn't care if they were crushed by the Yard Divine Tree.

They had long been accustomed to the existence of the Divine Tree.

Either way, at least the Sacred Tree did bring them long-term peace of mind.

Even if the Divine Tree didn't actually do anything.

And in the end, the sacred tree died.

It died in the purer nature of nature.

As Venia said.

They are a bunch of fools.

And the foolish people will only live in their own world.

The sacred tree was still crackling under the fire, the wooden surface had completely collapsed, and the fragile core had long since been completely torn apart by the beast-like flames.

Large clouds of dust fell towards the earth, and the branches and leaves that turned into fireworks were completely thrown into the crimson stars.

Shriveled ashes scattered in the air, mercilessly uncovering those scars in the elves' hearts once again.

The elves fell into a long state of sorrow, their hands clenched together, their brows pained, and their hearts like a noose, completely bound their sanity.

Intense mental anguish filled the whole body, and cries of grief gradually spread from the crowd.

The whispering sorrow turned into a river of blue tears, flowing quietly among the flames.

The drizzle fell, as if representing the sorrow of the elves, and slammed into the fluttering flames.

A hazy and deep steam burst up, completely obscuring the canopy.

Venia also lowered her head, not daring to look at Cocote:

"Forgive their ignorance, Queen."

They are a bunch of fools, but their mood is genuine.

Kocot also looked at these elves, and the light of different colors slowly flowing in his eyes.

"Victor ......"

Perhaps we can get these elves to accept reality in a gentler way.

With his hands in his pockets, Victor stepped off the top of Gulletun's head.

The two streams of lava beneath their feet seemed to turn into steps and stay in the air.

Until his feet touched the ground, turned into flames, and gradually dissipated.

Victor looked at the weeping elves calmly:

"Actually, that's not the way I envisioned it."

"But again, I'll make the same decision."

The sacred tree had been burned by the flames, and its huge body had been completely shattered.

There was only a huge, emerald green heart, spiraling into the sky.

The moment they saw the heart, the elves even forgot to cry.

Their eyes followed their hearts and looked at the sky.

Victor looked at the green heart and said lightly:

"You know, Cocott?"

Cocott turned his head in confusion,

"You can do it all without me."

"Goose?"

In the game's futuristic scenario, Cocott returns to the Elven Forest.

The first thing she did was to free the imprisoned minds of the elves.

Deliver them from the hand of the Tree of Ard.

That's right, it's a salvation.

The Tree of Yard has never been a sacred thing.

Ironically, the elves thought they were born from the sacred tree.

In reality, however, the sacred tree is only a tool responsible for fertility.

What really gives birth to them is the energy of nature.

This is why when the Elven Queen leaves the Sacred Tree, the Sacred Tree can no longer create Elves.

Because the sacred tree cannot produce natural energy on its own to create spirits.

However, it is such a tool, but in the long period of exposure to natural energy, it gradually acquires its own mind.

I want to replace the spirit of nature.

As a result, it has exercised control over the darlings of nature, that is, the elves, for thousands of years.

In the future, Kocot understood this and released a quest that could only be taken by the player.

Players who complete it will be able to get the achievement of [Elf Liberator].

So, Victor just brought the process forward.

It was precisely because he knew what would happen to the Divine Tree after its death that he would destroy the Divine Tree with impunity.

"Get ready to feel the gift of nature."

"Feel the fruits of the elves over thousands of years."

As the words fell, the heart floating in the air, as if it had received some order, burst into several cracks.

A white glow spreads out of it.

The heart struggled in the air, beating for the last few beats, and completely shattered.

In an instant, infinite natural energy with a bright and terrifying white light broke through the clouds and pierced the crimson sky, completely abandoning the flames and heat.

The white light went deeper than the sky, and the dull dark clouds were completely pierced through a huge hole, and the sky light fell straight down.

The sun, which was covered by the red wheel, gradually revealed its original golden appearance.

The drizzle was pierced by the white light and began to become more violent.

The rain poured down and smashed into the loose dirt.

Lightning flickered wildly in the suppressed clouds, and the storm instantly mingled with the torrential rain.

The soil re-wet by the heavy rain received the baptism of light, but the green shoots of the forest slowly broke through the soil.

The whole land seems to be completely lifted, and the fertile, deep black soil is exposed to the air, enjoying the natural sprinkled bath.

The green color fills all the soil and grows quickly.

At this moment, all the elves who looked at the scene in front of them completely forgot to cry.

All of them raised their heads, feeling this pure and intense natural energy, pouring down towards the entire Elven Forest without hesitation.

These natural energies suddenly exploded and turned into several streamers, like tens of thousands of meteors, which merged into the body of each elf.

These natural energies are the energies that their elves offer to the Yard Sacred Tree all the time.

But now, the sacred tree is gone, and all this energy that has nowhere to be released has been returned to the elves.

They watched as the white natural energy fully melted into their bodies, a full, warm energy filling their limbs.

The muscles seem to become tighter and stronger, the sense of hearing is more sensitive, and the perception of the world seems to become clearer and purer.

"This ...... This is? ”

Cocot was also amazed to feel the return of this natural energy, and felt extremely shocked.

A long-lost sense of comfort is born with the body and mind.

If it could last a little longer......

She said......

Victor said indifferently:

"This is the energy that has been offered to the Divine Tree by your elves for thousands of years."

"After the death of the Sacred Tree, it will give these back to you."

In the same way, it is also given to those elves who died peacefully in this homeland and will never see the light of day again.

The energy that has nowhere to go has been turned into a tribute to nature.

The tree of God dies, and all things are born.

Gradually, the elves forget about their grief and focus on the warm power that comes into their bodies.

They can't understand it.

But they saw it with their own eyes and experienced it for themselves.

Why is it that when the Sacred Tree dies, things are moving in a better direction?

At this time, Corcot turned around and looked at Victor again:

"Victor, there's still a problem that hasn't been solved."

That is, the final influence of the Divine Tree of Yard.

Why do the elves revere the Yard Tree?

Naturally, it is because in their eyes, only the Yade Divine Tree can create elves.

Therefore, for thousands of years, the elves naively believed that the reproduction of the elves depended on the sacred tree.

This is also the reason why they feel sad after the death of the sacred tree.

However, the elves did not dare to resist, and they could only keep their sorrow alive.

Because, the one who killed the god tree, in a sense.

It's their own father.

Victor wasn't worried, but said lightly:

"Remember, that well of your elves?"

"Well water?"

Cocote thought for a moment, and suddenly realized that the well water Victor was talking about.

Could it be....

The Sacred Spring of the Moon?

Venia, who was on the side, was a little angry when she heard this name, and said to Victor:

"That's not a well! It's a spring! Spring! ”

Victor didn't care about Venia's correction, but said calmly:

"Let's go."

"Take me there."