That fallen leaf caused all the elves to panic and take it as a symbol of calamity and destruction.

You must know that for 8,000 years, the mother tree of all things has been evergreen, no matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, no matter what year or month, it will always be verdant, and there has never been any dead leaves or the like.

None of the elves knew what this dead leaf represented, but the panic was involuntarily spreading among the elves after all.

Some elves say that it is the decay within the tribe that has attracted the wrath of the mother goddess, and this fallen leaf symbolizes that the mother goddess will send down divine punishment and abandon the elves.

Legend has it that the Mother Tree is the embodiment of the Mother Goddess, and this fallen leaf symbolizes that the Mother Goddess has begun to fall.

All kinds of rumors made the already panicked mood in the Elven Forest even more anxious, and some powerful and powerful elves gathered together to discuss how to solve the disaster of the elves.

A kingdom shall not be without a king for a day.

They are going to first select a powerful and respected elf to command all the clansmen, and concentrate all the power of the Mother God Church to deal with the impending disaster.

Then a great saint was elected to assist the Pope in his actions.

Nominally, all believers can vote, but in reality, the candidates are selected from several major forces, and believers have not many choices.

Hefersen, who was the high priest at the time, was one of them.

In addition to Hefelson, there was also the husband of the Elf Queen at the time.

Praised for having the most noble blood of the elves, the head of the House of Samus has been chosen to become the Pope seven times in 8,000 years.

There is known as the first master of the young generation of elves, the son of the previous old pope.

Every candidate represents a powerful force.

After a long time of sparring and fierce competition, the person who finally succeeded in ascending the papal throne was the husband of the elf queen at that time, and the elf queen herself also successfully became the great saint.

For the elves, it was the most special state in 8,000 years, with a high degree of centralization of politics and religion.

On the surface, it seems that the rule of the elves has not been affected too much, and everything is no different from usual, but on the other hand, disasters have begun to breed gradually.

As the first dead leaves of the Mother Tree appeared, more and more leaves began to show a yellowish state, and even some branches began to decay.

The Elven Queen and Pope of that generation tried to completely control the power of the entire Elven Race, and even tried to bring the Elven Race under the control of the family for generations.

In less than a year, more than 3,000 elves were killed, under the pretext that these elves had spoken ill of the Mother of All Things behind their backs, and the withering of the Mother Tree of All Things was inseparable from the blasphemy of these elves. Only by killing all the spirits who blaspheme the Mother Goddess can the wrath of the gods be appeased.

And these more than 3,000 so-called blasphemous elves are actually political enemies who have a bad relationship with the elven queen and the pope of the Church of the Mother God of All Things.

Even 999 boys and girls were looted everywhere and sacrificed alive.

In a short period of time, the huge Elven Forest has been tossed to a pulp.

Seeing that the elves continued to toss like this, the elves were afraid that it would be difficult to restore their former glory, and Hefersen, as the high priest, finally couldn't sit still.

The Great Sacrifice, although it has a respected status in the church, has always been responsible for activities such as a little sacrificial ceremony, and has no actual power, but at the moment when Heffelson made a brazen move, many elves knew how terrifying the strength of this Great Sacrifice was.

The realm of the pinnacle of legends.

Even beyond the combat effectiveness of this realm.

Even the Pope and the Queen joined forces and were easily suppressed by Hephelson.

The power system that the Pope and the Queen had worked so hard to build collapsed directly in the face of absolute power, and no matter how many armies and elven knights there were, they were like chickens and dogs in front of Heffelson, and they were not worth mentioning at all.

In a short period of time, countless casualties were immense.

That year, the Elven Forest lost its original crispness and was replaced by a red like blood.

Since then, Hepfersen has become the de facto master of the Elven Forest.

He grabbed a princess from the royal family at random, inherited the queen's throne, and found two priests, a man and a woman, from the church, and put them on the throne of the pope and the great saint.

Hefersen has held authority in the Elven Forest for more than a hundred years.

More than ten years ago, because he felt that his life was approaching, he tried to break through to a higher realm, retreated and practiced, and passed on the position of the Great Sacrifice to another confidant.

This is what Ron learned from the game, in the game, Heffersen and Archibald are similar, they both belong to the kind of background board existence, have a high status, have great strength, and even leave some legacy.

According to the in-game plot, Hepferson should have failed to break through the realm of destruction and eventually died.

Players can even find his magic notes, his perennial weapons, and a white skeleton in the cave where he retreats.

However, in the real Twilight Continent, Hefersen did not die, he survived, and even served as the Grand Priest of the Elven Race.

Ron's face became more and more solemn.

In this way, something special must have happened to Hepferson, which made his fate change somewhat.

He may have been watched by a god, or he might have become a puppet of the repairman.

Since he was able to arrange for Carol to assassinate him, the latter was obviously more likely.

This is not good news for him, this old monster, if he gets the gift of a repairman again, maybe he will really become a powerhouse beyond the legendary limit and the realm of destruction.

Carol didn't know how much of an impact Ron had been caused by a question she answered very casually, and she didn't know what Ron was thinking about seeing Ron's face cloudy.

She knew that Ron was a prophet and very powerful, but no matter what, Heferson was a monster-level existence that had survived for a hundred or two hundred years, and it was normal for him to be jealous.

Carol seemed to feel a little stiff, she stretched her limbs a little lazily, and then shrunk back with her mouth curled, because the corner of her eyes accidentally aimed at the room, Cecilia was in a poor sleeping position, I don't know when she had let go of the pure white girl in her arms who was used as a pillow, and lay on the bed on all fours.

But even in this posture that does not show off the figure the most, the chest is still bulging.

Unlike myself, even if I am stretching, it is a smooth arc.

People are more angry than people, God is unfair.

Carol complained in her heart.

But she should be in a bad mood, but she doesn't hate this feeling.

After all, this kind of quiet time is too precious for her!

She looked very open.

She didn't really want to carry out the order of the great sacrifice, but since she had been dispatched, she would complete it if she could complete it, and if she didn't finish it, it would be a death, it was no big deal, anyway, she lived her own life, and it was better to live than to die.

Of course, if possible, she hoped that she could die a little more painfully, and not so badly.

"How many killers like you are under Hephelson?"

"When did he start cultivating killers?"

"Something doesn't look wrong with that guy?"

"How do you train on a regular basis?"

"Is there anyone else besides me who is your target?"

Ron asked a lot of questions at once.

This reaction made Carol have two big heads.

She glanced at Ron in some surprise, her big emerald green eyes gradually became a little confused, a little frightened, and the scenes that had happened gradually played out in front of her eyes, which were by no means a good memory for her.

These bad memories made her even wish she had never lived in this world.

Pursing her lips, Carol finally spoke slowly: "You know...... Do you raise Gu? ”

Ron nodded.

This was naturally known, what he didn't expect was that on the Dusk Continent, there was actually a saying about raising Gu.

The so-called Gu cultivation is to throw a large number of poisonous insects in a closed space, let these poisonous insects fight each other, feed on each other's corpses, and the one who can survive in the end is the so-called poison king.

"Heffelson has collected a large number of orphans."

"I don't know how many, ten thousand, a hundred thousand, or a million?"

"All in all, a large number of orphans like me are adopted by Heffelson every year, and these so-called orphans, without exception, are all people with quite good talents, and they are very suitable for cultivation."

"Where did so many orphans come from?"

"Although there is also a distinction between nobles and commoners in the elven race, there are also vagabonds, and there are people who are starved to death because they can't survive, but after all, it is much better than the human world."

"There are so many orphans, and how many are real orphans? Why is it that every orphan is a very suitable and gifted cultivator? ”

Ron was silent.

He is not stupid, so he naturally knows that most of these so-called orphans are artificially created orphans.

Their parents were killed, then taken away by Hepfersen for training.

There is no other reason, it's just that Heffelson doesn't want them to worry too much, these trained orphans just need to do what Hepfersen orders.

Ron's hands clenched, and he felt a little creepy.

How crazy was that high priest to be able to do such a cruel thing? How much blood was on his hands? What exactly does he want to do with so many orphans?

He knew that the great priest had gone crazy!

Chapter 2 is 6,000 words

(End of chapter)