Divine Kingship

Chapter 624 When the cunning rabbit dies, the hunting dog is cooked; when the birds are all gone, the good bow is put away.
Everyone, all the elves, stared in astonishment at the scene.

Even the gods high in the heavens might be surprised by this situation.

Just when everyone thought the ending would be either the Torch Goddess's holy flames burning all evil to ashes, or some evil force finally gaining the upper hand, swallowing the life force of the Golden World Tree, and completing its evil deeds.

However, it wasn't unheard of for the elven goddess to get involved in this matter.

Just as the revivalist elves desired, under the influence of such an evil force and in the face of the elven race's peril, the elven goddess would surely turn her gaze upon them once more.

There have been many speculations about how the Fairy Goddess will solve the problem under the current circumstances.

But the current situation is a bit confusing for everyone.

The power to alter the Golden World Tree in this way must be absolutely related to God.

During this process, no one felt the arrival of the Elf Goddess's power.

It was as if it were the work of a strange god.

But there should no longer be any strange gods in this world.

The elves recalled that time.

Beneath the greyish-white sky, the golden canopy shone with a sun-like radiance. Flames, like countless crimson-scaled serpents, gnawed at the trunk, which flowed like molten glass, golden sap carrying sparks as it fell to the ground. Tens of thousands of pieces of bark, seemingly made of crystal, were peeling away, the cracking sounds sharp as thunder.

The fiery waves unleashed by the Golden World Tree scalded the clouds, leaving scarred wounds that seemed never to heal.

The eerie green flames, the fissures formed from flesh and blood, and the towering tentacles that clung to the Golden World Tree, fighting against the Holy Flame.

But eventually.

It's as if a shooting star has fallen here.

It's as if someone has forcefully pinned this spot to a blank sheet of paper with a pencil.

Then, this enormous, golden World Tree, which seemed to support the heavens and the earth, was twisted at a single point by what appeared to be a force from another dimension.

In this form, it transformed into a flower bud, gathering all the sacred and evil forces within it.

Then place it in a container.

Now, all evil has been dealt with, but the elves' golden World Tree has also vanished.

The elves who had fought their way here stared blankly at the cracked and empty earth.

They laid down their weapons, somewhat listlessly.

Failed.

The current situation is definitely better than the World Tree being devoured by an evil god, which could then give birth to some terrible demon.

However, although it's not the worst outcome yet, the golden World Tree of the elves has still disappeared.

The World Tree that was born before the first elf in the world was born.

The World Tree, which had protected the elves throughout the ages, vanished just like that.

So what will become of the elves?
"Listen up, everyone, I am Vanilla Moonshadow." At that moment, a clear voice reached the ears of all the elves.

Vanilla naturally stepped forward at this point.

"We are not losers. Although things have come to this point, we have done everything we could. The fact that the World Tree has not become a source of sustenance for evil is already a decent outcome. As for how we will face danger after losing the World Tree..."

Vanilla paused for a moment.

"Fellow countrymen, look at this battlefield. This is where we fight. Those demons and traitors are no match for us. Even if an evil god comes here, we still have ways to fight back."

"Fellow countrymen, we are no longer the weak people we once were. In the past, we were small and needed the protection of the Golden World Tree, but now we can survive even without its protection."

"Fellow countrymen, warriors, heroes, tell me, do we really need the Golden World Tree? Do we really need a tree to be our caretaker? Can we really not survive without the Golden World Tree? Tell me."

"no!"

"We can survive."

"Long live Your Majesty, Vanilla!"

"Long live Your Majesty, Vanilla!"

The first sound was an answer to Vanilla's question, while the second sound was cheers for the birth of the new king.

Now that the Golden World Tree has disappeared, the elves can only rely on themselves and their new elven queen, Vanilla Moonshadow.

Although these elven warriors, covered in blood, dust, and mud, were still uncertain about the future, they were still struggling to make sense of it.

But at least they now have an elf who will guide them forward.

Rand was not present at that moment.

Several kilometers away from where the Golden World Tree was compressed by its roots.

A withered hand emerged from the ground.

Soon a withered human figure appeared on the ground.

This is clearly the divine child of the goddess of darkness and abundance.

Rand never came down to cause him trouble. The Divine Child considered many possibilities and made many backup plans.

Unexpectedly, it actually came in handy, but not in the fight against Rand, but in escaping the attack of the Torch Goddess's divine power and the power erupting from the World Tree.

It was a good use of resources; if he hadn't prepared in advance, he might not have been able to escape.

In a sense, Rand saved him.

Given the commotion just now, the Divine Child felt that Rand might also have died in the commotion, which would plunge the Moon Phase Kingdom into chaos. He felt that it was time for him to develop his strength.

"Hey, look up."

Just as the divine child was preparing to tidy up her withered body...

A young male voice reached his ears.

The divine child was quite familiar with this sound.

It's Rand Nicholas.

"Sigh~" the divine child sighed.

He had greatly overestimated Rand's abilities, but now it seems he may have underestimated them, especially in the face of such a cataclysmic change.

How could Rand catch up to him so quickly?
But the divine child would not give up; as king, he still had many trump cards up his sleeve.

Rand watched from afar.

Rand knew, of course, how terrifying the combat power of a King-level being was, and how difficult it was to kill a King.

Because of the relationship between Rand, Karin, and the White King.

Both kings revealed to him the king's vitality and resilience.

In short, the king is extremely difficult to kill; what is fatal to an ordinary person may be nothing to the king.

Kings often possess some special skills.

And this power, which clearly belongs to the divine child of life, will obviously be more difficult to kill.

But the words came back again.

Rand is now with Elsa on his left and Lysa on his right.

How could we possibly lose? Just tell me how we could possibly lose? There's no way we could lose, okay?

Even a lion uses all its strength to hunt a rabbit, and a cornered beast will fight on, though the danger is immense.

Rand had no intention of underestimating the King, but now he truly couldn't figure out how he could possibly lose. The Divine Child had launched an attack without warning.

The face, which had been blurred all along, suddenly became clear.

It is a power that spreads desire unique to the Dark and Abundant Goddess faction.

Elsa immediately covered her eyes.

Rand and Lysa, however, did not react at all.

The divine child was not surprised at all by the unwavering will of the strong.

Without hesitation, he activated the second level of power, [Infusion of Thirst].

This can be considered a trump card.

He received this blessing only after offering countless amounts of flesh and desire to the Mother Goddess.

The chosen target will be filled with the Mother Goddess's inexhaustible thirst and ceaseless whispers.

But Rand and Lysa remained unresponsive.

"Damn it, how did they do that?" The divine child's face twisted in pain.

He felt that all his methods were completely ineffective against Rand.

"Hmph, I am the natural enemy of evil, so evil forces are of course useless against me," Rand said with a faint smile, arms crossed.

When Rand learned from Morin and Da Zhuang that he actually had such a title, he found it quite amusing.

Now we can use this to intimidate cultists.

The divine child's face became clearer, presumably indicating that he had activated some kind of divine blessing, but the effect was far less than his maximum exploitation of the "Black Goat's Thirst." It was probably a lower-level divine blessing, and in any case, it was completely useless against Rand.

As for Ryza, it's even less likely to be of any use.

“Now that you realize your situation, speak up and tell me some secrets, and I’ll consider giving you a quick death,” Rand said with a smile.

"Don't even think about it!" the divine child sneered.

Immediately, the divine child's body swelled up, as if he wanted to self-destruct.

But it stopped after it swelled up a little.

The reason, of course, is that Ryza snapped her fingers.

The divine child stared in astonishment at Rand and Lysa beside him.

Now he's starting to realize what's going on.

This moonlight-like power—isn't this the power of the elven goddess?

So the white-haired, golden-eyed ancient elf beside Rand is the messenger of the Elf Goddess?

Or is it that all ancient elves could wield the power of the Elf Goddess, and were ridiculously strong?

After truly realizing his predicament, the Divine Child finally spoke up. He told Land that a true messenger of an evil god had descended to the south to plot something, but he, who mainly developed in the north, was not very clear about the specifics.

When he couldn't get any more information out of her, Rand fulfilled her promise and granted the divine child a swift death.

Then, just in case the body wasn't completely killed, some materials were scattered around it, and the body was burned with sacred fire.

……

After dealing with the evil deeds, Rand finally had time to check on Vanilla's situation.

Although Rand felt there was no problem, there were so many troublesome things that he still needed to check it out.

Moreover, although the World Tree was not saved, the Elf civil war was won.

The revivalist elves have turned to ashes, and the evil that came to the elven forest has also turned to ashes.

The elves did not feel the power of the Elf Goddess, but fortunately, the Golden World Tree protected them one last time.

The Royal Court elves have already bowed to the Vanilla Queen, and the Reformist elves have naturally remained her supporters from the beginning.

Next, all that's needed is for Vanilla to ascend the throne, and she will be able to take control of the entire Elf Forest.

It can be considered that all the hard work over the years has paid off.

Of course, this reward is not only for the entire Holy Domain, but also for Vanilla, who can get a raise, more vacation time, and various other benefits.

Although the initial period of power will inevitably be chaotic and stressful.

But once you get used to the job, it will gradually become easier, just like how Rand, as king, can occasionally leave the kingdom to handle matters in the elven forest.

At this point, after ordering the bodies to be collected and arranging a memorial service, Vanilla faced her first power struggle after her victory.

"Your Majesty Vanilla, as you commanded, we collected the warriors' bodies and led the army back to Giantwood City. However, on the way, some humans hindered us, saying they needed some elven slaves as payment." An elderly elven elder approached Vanilla and began to speak.

“Tell those humans that we will not turn our fellow elves into slaves as gifts to humans,” Vanilla said, seemingly oblivious to the implications.

"Your Majesty," the elder said, "several humans just told me that you should send some members of the elven royal family to the human kingdoms for exchange and learning."

“That’s a good thing. I do plan to arrange for some members of the royal family to go to human kingdoms for exchanges and learning. And it’s not just the royal family; I think elves at every level should have some go to human kingdoms to learn,” Vanilla replied matter-of-factly.

"I also encountered a few humans before. They seemed to be nobles or envoys among humans, and they actually gave us pointers on our future development plans," the elder said again.

“Listen, if it’s useful advice, we don’t need to reject it,” Vanilla said, raising an eyebrow.

The elder remained silent.

Vanilla Moonshadow is an elven queen whose talents far surpass those of the previous elven king. Her wisdom and benevolence will surely lead the elven forest to prosperity.

After several conversations, the elder clearly understood that Vanilla was not oblivious to his implied meaning; she was simply refusing to discuss it.

A wise minister should keep quiet in such a situation.

Otherwise, you might anger the monarch and then pay the price.

However, the elder clearly had a reason to continue; he represented a large number of elves, and he had to tell them what was to come.

“Your Majesty Vanilla, now that our elven forests are unified again, those humans who once tried to interfere with our sovereignty should realize that they are merely supporters and should know their place.”

"Oh, so you mean?" Vanilla raised her eyebrows again.

Vanilla sighed inwardly. Sure enough, the victory in the war had just begun, and a power struggle had ensued.

Faced with the power of the entire elven forest, the elves, who paid a heavy price in this war and believed they had made great contributions, would certainly not be willing to share this power with humans.

Even a little bit.

The struggle for power is to be expected and has been an ongoing phenomenon since ancient times.

The struggle between Vanilla and the Elf King can also be considered a struggle for power.

Even in the Lunar Kingdom, power struggles do occur.

Vanilla sighed.

She rubbed her brow vigorously with her fingertips.

How did His Majesty Rand handle such a situation?

It seems Your Majesty doesn't need to deal with such a problem.

When power struggles occur among the members of the Holy Domain, it's usually to prove that they can do a better job, and then the one who can actually do a better job will rise to the top.

This experience is completely irrelevant to vanilla now.

It seems the only option is the most foolish and crude method: "Drag him out and kill him."

(End of this chapter)