Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 397 Astral Sect

Unlike the Tahririans, who have achieved symbiosis with trees, these long-eared elves surprisingly do not value greenery, especially since there are no trees around the mage towers. This directly increases the difficulty of the Seed of Creation infiltrating by several orders of magnitude.

However, this was not a big problem for the Seed of Creation. After waiting for two days, it found an opportunity—although there were no trees around the mage towers, the interiors needed greenery to decorate them.

As a new batch of potted plants were moved into the Mage Tower, the Seed of Creation gradually began to understand what these mysterious Astral factions were up to.

The Astral Faction, as the name suggests, is a faction that communicates with the astral plane. Its origins can even be traced back to before the Undead Lord started the war. When the Seed of Creation first gathered information about the Undead Lord, it was very curious about him and thought he was an immortal species from another planet.

But after truly understanding it, it discovered that this so-called immortal demon king was merely a short-lived species originating from the planet itself, who had only gained some power to manipulate skeletons, hence the name "immortal demon king".

This disappointed the Seed of Creation, but it was only a minor incident. At least it made the Seed of Creation realize that there were also disputes among these long-eared elves.

Incidentally, this also deepened the Seed of Creation's understanding of these Astral beings.

The Astral faction among these long-eared elves would build enormous mage towers, believing that the higher they stood, the easier it would be to communicate with those beings in the astral plane—something the Seed of Creation found illogical, since it was currently traversing the void to acquire information, and such matters depended solely on the strength of the soul and consciousness, not on altitude.

However, these long-eared elves firmly believed this.

They not only believed that standing higher allowed them to receive more astral information, but they also firmly believed that the beings in those astral planes were more powerful than them—the reasoning behind this was quite simple, and even complemented their superstition about altitude.

Simply put, these long-eared elves themselves cannot even contact intelligent life on other planets, so the astral beings that can transmit information must be technologically superior to them.

If they are technically superior to them, they must be superior to them in other aspects as well. Since they are superior to them in other aspects, they must be a more advanced being.

Therefore, adopting a humble attitude when facing a higher being becomes inevitable.

"This……"

The Seed of Creation suddenly felt something was absurd.

Although the Seed of Creation was indeed a juvenile, it was at least somewhat knowledgeable. It had witnessed the invasion of the Starry Sky Evil God and was present during the God-Slaying War. Although its crown had been cut off at that time, it still felt how majestic its father was when facing the Starry Sky Evil God.

In the end, all four Star Gods were devoured by its father, leaving not a trace of their remains. As for the demonic legions, it took over a portion of them, while the rest simply decomposed naturally, becoming remains in the soil.

Therefore, in the Seed of Creation's view, although it had indeed longed for the starry sky, it had no reverence for those beings in the starry sky. It knew very well what it had to do and knew that it would never bow down to those beings in the starry sky.

But right now, these long-eared elves...

"Great being, gaze upon your servant, heed this humble plea..."

Beside the enormous magic circle, thirty-six elves clad in long robes chanted in unison, all kneeling on the ground and bowing repeatedly before the teleportation array.

Exposing weaknesses is a symbol of submission, and for these long-eared elves, whose physique is similar to that of the Tahririans and who resemble large monkeys, the back of their neck and the back of their head are also their weaknesses. This kneeling posture allows them to expose all these weaknesses, which undoubtedly symbolizes complete submission.

Perhaps it was this submissive posture that ultimately moved something.

In fact, a light actually shone in the center of the magic circle.

However, the light was not a soft white or gold, but a ghastly green that looked sinister. Then, a large hand covered in scales emerged from the center of the magic circle and casually grabbed an elf in its palm.

In the center of the giant palm was a gaping maw filled with sharp teeth. In just a moment, the captured elf was left with only half a blood-stained robe.

This horrific scene, however, excited the other elves. They interpreted it as a sign that the sacrifice had been accepted. According to the elves' simple worldview, if the sacrifice was accepted, then this great being would surely grant them something in return. After all, give and take is the norm.

But just as the elves raised their heads, preparing to continue communicating with that unfamiliar being...

The giant hand that had emerged from the magic circle retracted immediately.

The giant hand with its gaping maw didn't say a word or even agree to anything; it simply took a bite and disappeared.

Even the ghastly green light vanished, leaving only an empty magic circle and half a blood-stained robe, silently telling the story of what had happened here.

"Failed again... It seems that the great being we found this time is not very reliable either."

To the Seed of Creation's surprise, these long-eared elves seemed to be used to such things. They simply cleaned up the ground and then began drawing the summoning circle again with the expensive powder, starting the next round of astral communication.

"This...is the Astral Sect?"

The Seed of Creation felt its brain wasn't working properly.

However, it could also sense that the Astral Sect also had its own dangers. For example, if the summoning circle was not drawn in the mage tower, but directly in the enemy's territory, it would obviously be the type that could cause large-scale damage.

"But this kind of attempt..."

The Seed of Creation felt that something was amiss, especially after seeing the obvious changes on many long-eared elves—so that's why they wore robes, to cover up the scars on their bodies caused by the influence of other astral beings.

This made the Seed of Creation subconsciously think of itself, since its bark also had scale-like patterns. This was because it had been nourished by its father's blood, which is why it had acquired some similarities to its father.

"So... wait a minute?"

Seed of Creation suddenly had an idea, a way that could be considered a good one.

(End of this chapter)