The Magic Empire for 20,000 years

Chapter 248 Useless Prayer

Silvermoon City.

At the teleportation circle connecting to Eldoron.

The teleportation array was operating at full capacity, radiating brilliant light.

One after another, colossal steel golems, rock golems, clay golems, and flesh golems emerged from the teleportation array.

One after another, undead soldiers wielding cold iron spears followed closely behind.

Interspersed within this large force were a small number of human mages who guided the golems and undead, issuing commands.

In the distance, many elves watched this scene with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation:

"Is this the golem of Eldoron in the East? This is the first time I've ever seen one."

"Are so many zombies and skeletons driven by necromancy?"

"None of these zombies are human; they're all half-dragon goblins, half-dragon kobolds, orcs, and gnolls. Is it because Eldoron once fought against these enemies?"

"Turning former enemies into obedient undead? What a terrifying power."

"..."

Although the Elven kingdom dislikes necromancy, which creates undead, considering it a defiled magic that blasphemes against life, and disdains its use.

However, the two countries had been trading together for many years, and many elves wore clothes made of skulls, so they didn't have much of a problem with it.

Moreover, after a year of war, witnessing death time and time again, no one cares about so much anymore.

It's much better to send these lifeless monsters to their deaths than to send them to their own.

"Ugh……"

Doron, a recently graduated elven student, gazed at the undead soldiers in the distance, who were wielding cold iron spears, wearing cold iron swords, and dressed impeccably, obeying orders flawlessly. He was suddenly filled with emotion.

He recalled his past, his days as a magic student, when shopkeepers persuaded him to "support elf creation" when he bought magical items—

"Some of Eldoron's goods are made using evil necromancy."

Now, these creations of necromancy have brazenly entered the realm of the elves, becoming their saviors.

The world has changed so much...

Just then, a huge explosion suddenly rang out outside the city.

The brilliant and dazzling light shone in the sky, as if a sun was rising slowly from the ground.

"His Majesty Elion is summoning holy solar flares to attack the demon legions outside the city. Golems and undead troops, go to their aid and clear the battlefield..."

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Similar scenes occur in many elven towns.

More than a dozen golems, hundreds of undead soldiers equipped with cold iron weapons, and a squad of human spellcasters experienced in fighting demons...

These teams, using the teleportation arrays established during previous trade, arrived at elven towns and helped the elves rid the wilderness of demons.

Human mages personally taught elven mages, instructing them on how to fight demons and imparting the spells, feats, and tactics for dealing with them.

The Spell Penetration spellcasting technique that breaks through demon magic resistance, the Elementalist feat that ignores demon fire and cold resistance, and the "Invisibility Cloud Tactics" specifically designed to counter top-tier demon species with True Sight...

Even a low-level human mage in the second ring can gain the respect of mid-level or even high-level elven mages because of these valuable experiences.

In addition, while preparing for the expedition to the Abyss, Elion also dispatched his bone dragons to help the Sun Elves reclaim their royal city...

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The territory of the Golden Petal family.

In front of the flower field destroyed by fire.

"Eldorlon Golem Squadron 31, at the invitation of Her Majesty Antinoya and Her Majesty Elf, has come to provide support!"

"Please send a representative to discuss follow-up matters with us."

Legendary priest Guirasser Goldfleur and legendary mage Alamir Goldfleur stared blankly at the approaching group of golems and the human mages guiding them.

“Sigh, it hasn’t been many years…” Alamir watched as several high-ranking family members went to make contact, and suddenly recalled the events of ten years into the Empire, when he went to Eldoron in the East alone, was defeated and captured.

From the elves' perspective of time, that wasn't a very long time ago.

Now, everything is different...

"Brother, I have important matters to attend to today. You two take care of the handover. I'll be leaving now."

"Giraser Goldflakes said softly, then turned and went back into the mansion, into the quiet, pine-scented prayer room.

She clasped her hands together and began her prayer for the day.

Not long ago, she had just received a secret order from Elf, the new king of the Sun Elves, and Antinoya, the queen of the Moon Elves—

During his daily prayers, he reported to the divine kingdom of Avandor that "the Seraphim Marchekid is suspected of cooperating with the evil god of the abyss!"

When he learned of this explosive news, Guillermo del Toro was also extremely surprised.

Because the truth of the incident has not yet been determined, at present, only a small number of members of the Sun and Moon Elf royal family and priests who received the secret report know about this secret.

As far as Guiraser knew, besides her, several priests throughout the elven kingdom had received this secret mission and reported the matter to the divine kingdom together.

But for some reason, no deity has responded to this so far.

Without thinking too much, Guirasser prayed softly:

"By the Crown of Avangard."

"His Majesty Elf Sunrise, the new king of the Sun Elves, recently discovered a being who looks exactly like the Seraph Marcheid, and is traveling with the Beholder God of the Abyss..."

"Just and just King Avandor, please use your eyes of supreme magic and wisdom to discern right from wrong..."

However, during her prayers, Guirasser did not notice anything strange.

Her mouth opened and closed, but she didn't actually make any sound.

Without any information, following her prayers, she was led to the Kingdom of God.

Guillermo del Toro himself was completely unaware of this anomaly.

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The outer plane, "Wilderness".

Avandor, the kingdom of the gods of Sidrion.

Fairies, carrying fine wine, flew through the air. The air was filled with the aroma of flowers and delicious food.

The gods were singing and dancing at the banquet.

Prince Telani of the Sun looked sullen, merely enjoying the venison on his plate.

Queen Aros took a sip of the mead from her silver cup, savoring the peaceful and beautiful moment.

In the vision of this "elf fate weaver," there seemed to be an immense web of fate in the air, composed of billions of threads.

Gods and mortals are all caught in the web.

The mortal elves are at the bottom of this web of fate. The gods of Sidrian, the god of elves, are at the top of this web of fate.

Queen Aros herself, on the other hand, guided a hidden, dark thread that led to the distant beyond the net, like a conspiracy that went unnoticed.

The silk threads below undulate, and as they are transmitted, they sometimes suddenly disappear and return to stillness.

—The actions of all mortal elves that could potentially affect that dark "thread of conspiracy" will be automatically distorted!
This is the power of the Fairy Fate Weaver, Queen Avando!

As one of the most powerful beings among the middle-level gods, second only to the Crowned King Corellon (Note 1), Aros possesses two important symbols: "weaver of elven fates" and "Queen of Avando." She can secretly influence all mortal elves, distorting and interfering with their behavior within reasonable limits, without the affected elves being aware of it.

Furthermore, she can also influence other members of the Sidrian pantheon to some extent.

—This is the divine office of [Destiny].

It was unanimously considered by the gods of later generations to be the most suitable divine position for a "behind-the-scenes schemer"!

(End of this chapter)