Divine Kingship

Chapter 620 Holy crap, Lysa is actually a goddess?

"It seems that we are indeed powerless against the World Tree." The Divine Child looked seriously at the giant tentacles that were growing out of the earth. The tentacles kept trying to cling to the Golden World Tree, but they were soon forced to leave the World Tree's skin by some inexplicable force.

Hearing that nothing serious was going to happen for the time being, Morin and Dazhuang breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they were unaware of the significance of the destruction of the Elf World Tree.

But they were at least well aware that what the cultists were so eager to accomplish, and what His Majesty Rand was so eager to prevent, was definitely not a good thing.

"The elves have arrived much faster than we expected. Those elves who want to regain the favor of the Elf God should be unable to withstand them. Let our people go and help them," the divine child ordered.

"Let's try to buy two more days. With two more days, that should be enough," the Divine Child said.

Molin and Dazhuang nodded, then obeyed the order and left the area under the tree roots.

Next, you will have the opportunity to report to His Majesty Rand.

Soon, the room, which had a faint stench of decay and the sweet smell of blood, was left with only the Divine Child.

The divine child gazed silently at the golden World Tree.

Although he was the son of the goddess of the dark and fertile land, he himself did not know how he became the son of the goddess.

He had no way of getting a real response from the Mother Goddess.

It was as if the Mother Goddess had casually bestowed some power for some unknown reason, but in reality, she was still indifferent to this place.

On the contrary...

The Apostles of Calamity and the God of Struggle seem to be stirring.

Although people often refer to those who believe in a great god as cultists, they understand the misunderstanding. After all, the path to achieving a great vision is bound to be fraught with difficulties and may even require necessary sacrifices.

However, in any case, everyone must acknowledge that these powerful beings do exist, and are not fictitious.

They also possess their own will.

Although mortals can hardly fathom the will of these gods.

But now, they are getting closer and closer to the gods.

The world is becoming increasingly susceptible to the attention of the gods, and the gods themselves seem to be exerting influence on the world and becoming increasingly interested in it.

Well, the goddess of dark, fertile land seems to be an exception.

……

Rand chose a high spot, moved a stool over, and sat down, gazing into the distance.

Crow Cola kept circling in the sky.

Raven Cola has now grown to a size larger than that of an ordinary flying monster.

As Crow Cola's size increases, its flight speed and combat power gradually reveal their talents. However, correspondingly, such a size flying in the sky is enough to arouse vigilance.

Later, we'll have to see if Crow Cola can fly higher. The cold and thin air at high altitudes are factors that limit the flight of living creatures, but Rand feels that Crow Cola, as a "creation of God," might have some special talents.

The war seems to be going smoothly so far. The Restorationists never expected that the Elves would have so many combatants at the foot of the World Tree. Under the siege of a large number of elven troops, the Restorationists quickly showed signs of defeat.

It can only be said that if the Restorationists hadn't arrived early and made many preparations, they might have been defeated within a day.

Now, it will only take two days at most.

In just two days, Vanilla will be able to lead her army to destroy this force that is trying to regain the favor of the Elven God through evil power.

A war can drag on for years without stopping, like the gold mine war between the two major alliances of the Southern Kingdom.

A war can be very short. For example, right now, with the support of law, morale, and numbers, Vanilla's army is unstoppable.

Unfortunately, even the fastest process takes time.

"Should I go down and help deal with some of the tough monsters?" Elsa asked Rand.

After thinking for a moment, Rand said, "No need. We'll probably have even tougher opponents to deal with later."

After hearing this, Elsa shifted her body, leaned on Rand's shoulder, and closed her eyes to rest. For people like Rand and Elsa, the bloodshed and noise of the battlefield no longer really affected their rest.

The cultists have begun sending more members to help in the fight, but the number is still small.

Since the events of the City of the Dead, human lords around the world have intensified their crackdown on cultists, and as a result, the number of cultists has been effectively contained.

However, since the suffering in the world has never ceased, the existence of cultists cannot be completely eliminated.

Only after Elsa closed her eyes to rest did Rand look at Lysa.

"So what measures do you have in place? I've heard that the ancient elves were the forerunners and guides of the elves. What are your thoughts on the current situation?" Rand asked.

Since arriving at the Golden World Tree, Ryza has become a little more serious, at least her occasional perverted demands have decreased a bit, though only a bit.

It seems that Ryza still cares about the fate of the elves, but she doesn't seem to have any intention of doing anything about it.

Rand's impression was that Lysa had the ability to interfere with the fate of the elves, but seemed to have no intention of doing so.

Of course, this is just a feeling. If Ryza were to truly possess the ability to change the fate of the elves, she would at least need the strength of a king.

It's not that Rand doubts Lysa's abilities.

Rand was just curious about Lysa's stance.

At first, Rand thought that Lysa was similar to Vanilla, and felt that the silent and rigid elven forest was no different from a rotting corpse. Unable to stand that kind of life, he decided to leave.

Now it is clear that this is not the case at all.

Compared to Vanilla, who still considers the fate of the Elf Forest as part of her responsibility and obligation.

Lysa's perspective is likely higher than that of the entire elven forest, and also more detached.

“I think the Elven Forest should change. I’ve studied the survival methods of many other races in the past, but whether it’s orcs, humans, or dwarves, their way of life may not be suitable for elves,” Lysa said slowly.

Elsa's ears twitched. Although she was resting, it didn't mean her perception of the outside world was diminished at all.

There must be some secret about to be revealed, and since Rand and Lysa aren't trying to hide it from her, she'll naturally listen carefully.

Of course, Rand wasn't the only one curious about Lysa, this mysterious elf.

The higher-ups of the Sanctuary, and indeed everyone in the Sanctuary, were curious about Lysa, this powerful and mysterious elf.

Lysa glanced at Elsa's ear and said slowly, "Until one day, I met you, Rand, when you didn't yet have the surname Nicholas that you came up with yourself."

"After meeting you, I gradually came up with a solution to all of this: to break the chains that imprison the Elf Forest, whether by external force or by the power of the Elf Forest itself."

"The chains you're talking about are the Golden World Tree?" Rand asked.

"Yes, it is the Golden World Tree. The Golden World Tree's protection has kept the elves at peace for too long, which makes the already long-lived upper elves even more unwilling to choose change. Their comfortable life has destroyed their possibility of progress."

“Therefore, the Golden World Tree is no longer a sanctuary for the Elf race, but a chain.” “That makes sense, but can the Elf really survive without the Golden World Tree?” Rand asked again.

"Of course you can. Don't humans also lack the protection of any miracles? And now the Elf Forest has Vanilla, a qualified leader, and with your help, if the Elf race is destined for destruction, then let it be destroyed."

"If the Elf Forest is truly destroyed under these circumstances, it only proves that the Elf race is no longer suitable to exist in this world. The fate of a race should be decided by the race itself, and I have actually interfered a lot."

"Furthermore, I did not directly destroy the Golden World Tree. If the elves can protect the Golden World Tree now, then I will not forcibly destroy it. Perhaps the elves can live out their own racial style while wearing 'chains'?"

Rand hesitated, then shook Elsa, who was leaning on his shoulder. Elsa pretended to be asleep and couldn't be woken up.

Rand had no choice but to look up and meet Lysa's gaze again.

"So, are the ancient elves really that powerful? Could they destroy the Golden World Tree so easily? Is it because the Golden World Tree actually has some kind of backdoor?" Rand asked hesitantly.

Rand, of course, did not have these suspicions, but he still wanted to rule out all other possibilities, so he lingered here asking questions.

“I’ve already made myself very clear, haven’t I?” Lysa’s golden eyes were fixed on Rand.

"So you really are the goddess of the elves, the bright moon in the forest, the creator of the elves, and the planter of the golden world tree?"

"Yes," Lysa replied affirmatively.

Elsa, who was pretending to be asleep, started twitching her ears again.

Even the usually calm and collected Elsa had beads of cold sweat on her forehead.

Although Elsa had many speculations about Lysa's identity.

But Elsa never doubted that Lysa was the legendary embodiment of moonlight.

Elsa certainly knew that Lysa's status was probably not low.

But how could it be an elf goddess?

I've seen a ghost! I've seen a ghost!
She clearly remembered stealing Lysa's vibration communication device in the military camp when she was still a senior professional.

I still remember that smooth, slippery feel.

So how could Ryza really be an elf goddess?

Although Ryza is indeed very capable, reliable, highly skilled in combat, very knowledgeable, and has excellent creativity.

Everyone trusted Lysa a lot at work.

Everyone regards Ryza as an indispensable member of the Sanctuary.

But... Goddess...

Rand was just as shocked as Elsa.

Rand and Lysa spent far more time together than Elsa and Lysa did together.

As they spent time together, Lysa had long become an indispensable part of Rand's life.

But this "shadow" might be a bit perverted.

Rand had actually made some guesses about Lysa's identity.

Lysa never really intended to hide her identity from Rand, so Rand was able to see through some of her deceptions.

But when this speculation became a reality, it still left Rand speechless.

Rand looked Ryza up and down, who was standing to the side.

If judged solely on appearance, Ryza certainly deserves the title of "Moon in the Forest".

The god of spirits is the embodiment of moonlight, the bright moon in the forest.

The god of elves will guide travelers who are lost at night, even if the traveler is not an elf.

Lysa's appearance does indeed match the image of this deity.

Her long, white hair, shimmering with a soft, moonlit glow, cascaded down to her waist. Her shimmering golden eyes, reflecting the forest mist, were like a deep, still pool when she gazed, yet in an instant, they sparkled with the golden light of the first rays of dawn.

Lysa's mere presence, standing there quietly, evokes a sense of eternal beauty, as if the moonlight itself lingers there.

Lysa's appearance was so exquisite that she seemed otherworldly. When Rand first met Lysa, she made him believe that all the elves in this world were such perfect masterpieces.

Unfortunately, no, none of the fairies in this world can compare to Lysa in appearance.

Now Rand understands why.

How can the appearance of mortals/elves compare to that of gods?

But now Rand is going to start using stereotypes again. Are all gods as twisted as Lysa?
For example, the Torch Goddess is actually a...

Rand quickly remembered a question: "When you came to Crescent Territory?"

“I sensed that outsiders had appeared in this world, so I thought I’d come and take a look,” Lysa admitted.

The moment I arrived in this world, I was targeted by the goddess of this world.

Elsa, who was pretending to be asleep, twitched her ears again.

What other incredible secrets are there?
Rand made no attempt to hide this from Elsa, stating directly, "In short, I am not from this world. You can think of me as a human from another world, or perhaps a weak Outer God?"

Rand couldn't really define his own existence strictly. All he could be sure of now was that he was indeed himself, and not someone who had transmigrated into the body of someone else in this world.

The original cult leader, Rand, should be dead. He just came into this world with a similar appearance to Rand, but with continuous sacrifices, he has returned to his original appearance.

Elsa rolled her eyes inwardly. She thought it was some earth-shattering secret, but it turned out to be nothing. This was a secret on a completely different level from the fact that Lysa was a god.

Elsa knew, of course, that Rand was very special. She wouldn't be surprised if Rand were some kind of demon from hell or a monkey that sprang from a rock.

Elsa wasn't interested in Rand's background or identity; all she needed to know was that Rand was now her man.

I never imagined that she would be sharing a lover with the legendary fairy goddess.

Elsa finally couldn't pretend to be asleep any longer, and after opening her eyes, she asked Lysa some questions she was curious about.

For example, how did Ryza, as a god, remain in this world?
Ryza stated that this issue could not be explained in a short time, and that she would explain it slowly after the matter of the Golden World Tree was resolved.

Then the conversation returned to the main topic.

"So our current attitude towards the Golden World Tree should be to try to gain some benefits by destroying it?" Rand confirmed.

Lysa gently shook her head: "Just do what you originally planned. I have no intention of interfering with your decision."

Rand smiled and said, "Ryza, as a member of the Sanctuary, I will certainly consider your opinion, or rather, your opinion is of utmost importance to me."

(End of this chapter)