Transform into a human

Légerdale, the Dark Zone.

The human fleet began to slowly retreat, and the young elves experienced for the first time what it meant to "survive a catastrophe".

Overjoyed, they wept tears of joy, and the bard, unable to contain his creative fervor, couldn't help but sing in praise:

Il confine della luce lunare (The Boundary of Moonlight)

La spada e la corda dell'arco tese (The longsword and the bowstring are taut)

è l'ultimo accordo (That was the final chord) —

egli si erge tra due eserciti (He stood between the two armies)

come un ramo d'olivo che si stende leggero (like an olive branch)

e trasforma il fuoco della guerra in gocce di rugiada sospese (to condense the flames of war into dewdrops hanging down)

The surrounding spirits echoed in unison:

"YueLai——"

The elven civilization had long since integrated its culture with this galaxy, and the spirits of nature couldn't help but sing, spreading the songs of bards throughout Lejebel:

Le lacrime degli elfi cadono sulle foglie d'argento del liuto (The Elf's Tears Fall on the Silver Leaf Lyre)

la spada dell'uomo ritorna al fodero (The human sword is retrieved)

nel palmo aperto egli dispiega il silenzio prima dell'alba (He spread his palms out in the silence before dawn)

e fa ardere il rancore nel bacio della riconciliazione (Let hatred burn in the kiss of reconciliation)

The elven elders smiled and joined in the chorus. Since Yue Lai was not human, they sang without any psychological burden.

As they sang and waved their staffs, the top of a snow-capped peak was permanently sculpted into the likeness of Yue Lai:

Ah, cantore, trasmetti il ​​nome di questo santo (Ah, singer, proclaim the name of this saint)

nonè re, ma più pesante di una corona (He is not a king, yet he is heavier than a crown)

offre il cuore come sacrificio per i due mondi (He offered his heart as a sacrifice to both worlds).

e così il vento si ferma (Then the wind stopped)

il mondo torna intero (The world is whole again)

……

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"The elves still love to sing," the treasurer chuckled, liquid gold dripping from the corner of his mouth, "but this is the first time they've sung in praise of a human."

Hiber's tense eyes softened slightly: "He's not human."

"The definition of humanity has never been a specific gene or life form," Wu Ma Shengyi said meaningfully.

The Elf Queen understood the Secretary of State's implication—he was demonstrating to Her the possibility of the Elven race fully integrating into human society.

"Don't worry, I won't go back on my word, but I hope you can give me some time. I need to persuade the elders in the clan."

"Of course, Your Excellency, it is only right."

Just when the Holy Ones thought that Syberna was going to return to Lejedale, the Elf Queen brought up something else:

"Instead of promising me a bright future, you should first resolve the matter of the Lost Heart Society."

The cabinet members' expressions changed slightly.

Qing Sheng stepped out from another space; Tianwei San had already been put back into orbit. He stated bluntly:

"This is an internal matter for the human race. We can discuss this topic again when Lejedale has become a full-fledged territory of the Federation."

Hiber smiled slightly. The human race had sown many hidden dangers in its rapid expansion, and the Heartless Society was one of them. It was an anti-government organization composed of many powerful human superhumans, and its program was even more alien than that of the alien races.

The Heartless Society has nine Grand Dukes, each with their own system, independent goals, and subordinates. To this day, the federal government has not only failed to figure out the identities of these nine individuals, but also only knows two of their code names.

[Good people] and [Living dead people].

The Good Man is a mysterious saint, while the Living Dead's strength is unknown, as he has been killed several times by the human race's high-ranking officials, yet he remains active in the underworld, and even gods entering the Lake of Destiny cannot find a trace of him.

Sibel turned and left, seemingly in a good mood. Only after the flames had completely disappeared from the Cube Pavilion did Qing Sheng slowly speak:

"This time it should still be the living dead. He has been trying to sacrifice them with large-scale slaughter. It cannot be ruled out that it is a ritual for ascending to sainthood."

As for why it is a holy position... the rituals of the stars don't require such a grand display. As for the gods, all quasi-authorities are under the surveillance of the human race, so the only possibility is a holy position.

As long as one's bloodline is human, all Level 6 human civilization relics will be treated equally, granting them the possibility of climbing the path of the extraordinary.

"But the undead have always been causing killings in the frontier." The Minister of Mining tapped the armrest of her chair, producing a melodious jade chime. She was in charge of managing a number of resource planets and asteroid mining areas, and had dealt with the undead in the frontier more than once or twice.

"He dared to take the risk and come right under our noses... he's close to succeeding."

The members of the cabinet fell silent. The Holy Position was a qualitative leap compared to ordinary extraordinary individuals. The "Good Person" was already a headache enough for them, and no one wanted to lose their heart and create another Holy Position.

In order to keep an eye on the "good guys" lurking in the shadows, the Federation needs to deploy at least three Saint-level personnel. If there's one more, they won't be able to do anything at all!

Qing Sheng's voice was icy cold:

"The mastermind behind the Tianweisan massacre is named Qiqi, a member of the Luoan family."

"Her surname isn't Luo An," the Minister of the Interior's voice sounded like a chorus of thousands, "which of the three major factions can guarantee that the people working under them are all clean?"

Mining Minister also said:

"Qing Sheng, now that the matter has been resolved, there is no need to pursue the matter further."

Qingjiandao wanted to hear this: as the Minister of Security, he was undoubtedly derelict in his duties in this incident, but if the North Wind faction to which the Luo An family belonged and the Empire faction to which he belonged reached an agreement, this matter could be completely resolved by turning a major issue into a minor one, and a minor one into nothing.

After all, the outcome was good.

"Speaking of Qiqi, where is she?"

"They escaped," Qing Sheng shook his head. "The Time Cage had already reached its limit after seven rewinds, losing too much cause and effect. They jumped out during the fifth rewind, leaving along with Winona's stand-in and Hui Guan."

"Hui Guan... so the goal wasn't just large-scale sacrifices after all."

As a secret biological weapon of the human race, every hair of Hui Guan is priceless, let alone such a large living creature.

Even the three Saints from the same North Wind faction had to admit... what the Luo An family did this time was utterly foolish.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out:

"We must find the living dead this time."

The cabinet members were startled, because the voice came from the very top—it was the president!

The streak of light transformed into an extremely distorted human figure, so much so that without careful observation, even the features of a "human" were not clearly discernible.

"Your Excellency, have you found your way back?"

"Not yet, I'm announcing this to all of time right now—the living dead have been found!"

What do you see in the future?

The light and shadow solidified slightly:

"The Living Dead... He has threatened the very foundation of humanity."

That was a startling remark.

The saints looked at each other in disbelief.

Wuma Fu frowned:

"Him (or her)? Let alone the fact that he's not yet a saint, even a god couldn't do that!"

The president didn't offer much explanation; he looked at Qing Sheng:

"Kendo, this matter is entrusted to you and Perlandi. The council will also authorize the Bureau of Investigation. The Security Bureau, the Department of the Interior, and the FBI must put aside their prejudices this time."

Perlandi is the name of the Minister of the Interior, Saint Perlandi Shimon.

The cabinet members finally realized the seriousness of the matter, and the three tigers came out in full force. The last time they did this was more than a hundred years ago during the "Great Mining Area Uprising," when they exposed the "good guy" and destroyed a Level 5 civilization artifact.

After giving his instructions, the light and shadow gradually dimmed, but Qing Sheng was in excruciating pain.

Although it was a joint operation by three departments, they obviously couldn't make such a basic mistake as "issuing orders from three different departments." Someone had to take the lead in this operation, and the president's decision to name him first spoke volumes.

"We need to find an external brain, and absolute secrecy is required..."

For some reason, he suddenly thought of Yue Lai. He asked himself if, even with the perspective of a saint, he could not possibly stop the sacrifice of the "living dead" while trapped in the Great Library.

The other party didn't have much information at the time.

Most importantly, this person is more reliable than employees of the three departments when the lapse of trust is completely hidden in the shadows.

His loyalty has been proven!

"Yue Laiyao..."