MC's career as foreign lord

“That era caused great harm to the entire elven race, but we still retain the memories of that time. This is not just a wound, but also a special warning, meaningful to everyone!” the Elf Queen said.

“Your Majesty Queen Nokoti, what is this 'shadow-retaining' device?” Zhou Ren asked.

They followed the Queen into the palace. Although this was merely the administrative palace and not the main palace, this city guarded the greatest secrets and deepest foundations of the elven race, and still appeared exceedingly luxurious and magnificent.

The elves' extravagance stemmed from the confidence of being a top-tier race for tens of thousands of years, and their pursuit of beautiful things. Almost no elf was poor; they might temporarily fall into decline due to a family's bankruptcy, but with their long lifespans, they could eventually accumulate enough wealth based on what they had gathered throughout their lives.

This was a characteristic that short-lived races could not match. And within this palace, which even elves considered exceptionally luxurious, was a place that looked very plain, a structure built solely from large stones.

It couldn't even be said to be built from large stones; it was clearly a structure carved directly out of a single, complete rock.

“This is the first point of entry for the Abyss invasion, the location of the first portal!” the Queen said. “It was here that we discovered the first traces of demons, and then fought a full hundred years of the Abyss War!”

“Behind this war, there is the figure of the elven race’s greatest enemy, the Spider Queen, Lolth!”

Whether it was Zhou Ren's imagination or not, after these words were spoken, the three elves almost simultaneously shuddered, suddenly raising their heads as if observing their surroundings, wondering if they might encounter that wandering deity of the Astral Plane.

But they all shook their heads at the same time. It seemed that the Spider Queen would not simply manifest herself in this world; for these cautious deities, no place was truly safe.

After all, all the gods had experienced that era of the Godsfall, a nightmare for them. In that era, everyone had their divine power stripped away, only allowed to walk among mortals with the bodies of Saints.

In that era, any mortal had the right to kill a god and seize their power, and indeed, a god purely of mortal origin rose to power.

Even if this god was mad and terrifying, even if this god was surpassed after being granted power, even if he was repeatedly cast down from his divine throne and known as the Prince of Lies in the Prime Material Plane, it must be said that he was the first human to reach the pinnacle of divinity.

Those who could reach this height after him were actually his teammates, the God of the Dead, Kelemvor.

Yet even so, the Prince of Lies, targeted by almost all the gods, had not fallen. He might have lost most of his divine power and divinity, but he still quietly lurked in the shadows of the world, waiting for the moment of his return.

This was the nature of the gods in this universe; unless they wished to die, they would never truly die. Then, the elves conveyed a message to him: it was not that gods could not die, but that the dead gods would not be remembered, except by the top few.

“The corpses of gods will drift in the Astral Plane and eventually fall into the Divine Pasture, and except for a few main gods, everyone will forget their appearance and arrival. But we have left a record of this in the Astral Plane, so every time we come here, we will remember again.”

O'Harakon said, then looked at Zhou Ren with some contemplation, “If Your Excellency has the fortune to remember, please do not spread it!”

Zhou Ren nodded. Wasn't this supposed to be about finding the ancient calamity? Why had it turned into this? What was the connection between this ancient demonic invasion and the present?

And they had specifically mentioned news about the gods; if there was no connection between them, he wouldn't believe it. Zhou Ren continued to watch. The elves had told him such secret things; if they weren't plotting something, they probably wanted someone to take the blame, right?

The images finally appeared, patterns engraved on the large stone. These patterns began to unfold, release, and then display a series of mysterious scenes before everyone.

Everyone suddenly understood why the elves had engraved the images on such a large stone. The number of these runes was so numerous and so delicate; the elves who engraved the images must have spent a great deal of effort. If so many runes were not connected, the magic circuits above would be broken, and these complete images could not be displayed from the stone.

These images were broadcast simultaneously with the appearance of the runes, allowing him to see the prototype of television in this world, even though the principles were almost completely different.

The televisions in his Prime Material Plane actually converted electrical or optical signals through photodiodes, and then broadcast them through energy release, trying to restore the original image quality as much as possible.

But the images in this world recorded others' memories through runes, and then broadcast the images directly in front of them by displaying the memories, giving them a special sense of immersion, a perceptual experience.

“VR, huh?” Zhou Ren muttered. The elves were treating these tens of thousands of years of things as treasures, which showed that their civilization's development was indeed very slow.

But his thoughts didn't last long; most of his attention had already returned to the images in front of him. No wonder they had discussed matters concerning the gods; not only were there demonic figures in the images, but also traces of gods.

It was true that the Prime Material Plane was heavily guarded against the Abyss in that era, watched very closely. Not to mention the Prime Material Plane or the Astral Plane, even in the Elemental Planes, any news of demons was followed by constant annihilation.

So the demons in that period had been suppressed for a long time. They were rampant in many worlds, but they had suffered great losses in these worlds. How could they tolerate it?

Since they couldn't tolerate it, they needed to make changes. Many demons even abandoned their ability to resurrect in the Abyss and projected their entire bodies into this world.

The rules from the Astral Plane simultaneously locked onto their bodies, which represented a determination to either succeed or die.

This was the real reason why so many Abyssal demons arrived at the same time. After all, it wasn't just one plane, but the armies of countless planes arriving together.

The combined power of a single plane wouldn't be enough to fight the Elves, whether in terms of the number of Legendary experts or the foundation of the entire race. But this time, the invasion wasn't by a single race, a single plane, or a single lord.

This time, the invasion was by dozens of planes under the unified will of the Abyss, the avatars of dozens of Abyssal lords, and the arrival of several Evil Gods. The Elves at the time couldn't even resist. The influence of the demons pouring out of 150 teleportation gates was enough to shock the world!

And all of this was happening within the newly built city of the Elves. The plight faced by the Elves in this city was perhaps even more difficult than the troubles they encountered after the Crown War.

They faced insufficient manpower, enemies that were too powerful, and many Elves who couldn't be evacuated. Many Elves died directly the moment the demon army arrived.

The entire city instantly fell into half, and the remaining half could only barely survive under the command of some of the more courageous Elves.

It was under such circumstances that the Silver Moon Queen at the time stood up with unusual strength, commanding all the Elves who could move to rush to the battlefield, resisting the line of defense with their lives, and only then did they barely wait for the arrival of reinforcements!

And the scene displayed in the picture is exactly such a scene, or rather, a replica of such a scene. Under the summons of the Queen holding the scepter high, countless Elves rushed to the battlefield one after another. They waved their weapons, displaying magic or combat skills, and rushed towards their enemies.

Some people only lasted a moment in front of the demon army, while others were able to clear an area before dying heroically. The Pope at the time even directly communicated with the gods at the cost of his own life, directly transforming into a Holy Spirit, and then saving everyone in an area.

The scene in the picture is even more shocking. These seemingly elegant and calm Elves, one by one, raised their spirits and began to die generously.

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And this matter naturally alarmed some gods. The gods who had grudges against the Elves would certainly not do anything. They were happy to see the Elves beaten like this. Anyway, as long as Corellon exists, these Elven creatures can at most be summoned from the outside world. It is impossible to truly exterminate them.

And Corellon, the Elven God who was usually carefree, was truly furious at this moment. He was always the one who bullied others. Even if he was bullied, it was because his own strength was insufficient. Who could run over and gain his trust before forcibly invading his race's territory?

The Seldarine gods truly demonstrated their ability as a pantheon for the first time. All the gods descended from the heavens, left the Elven Kingdom, and then landed in the Astral Plane. A dozen gods faced dozens of demon lords.

It was also this war that made the demon lords of the Abyss realize that, apart from particularly powerful existences, without the blessing of the Abyssal Will and the gods not being afraid, they would not be a match for the gods!

Many times, the gods are unwilling to fight the Abyssal lords, not only because they are located in the Abyss and are easily attacked by the Abyssal Will, but also because the Blood War rules make them often retreat quickly instead of fighting.

But this time, the battlefield was one of the main worlds of the Astral gods. This place had completely fixed time and wandering Astral elements, allowing them to release any tactics without regard for cost.

Corellon even directly lifted the Elven Kingdom and smashed all the summoned teleportation gates to pieces, then picked out the mage who had deceived the trust of all the Elves from the tens of millions of troops and hung him in the sky of the Astral Plane.

"That guy was suspended in the crosscurrents of the Astral Plane for tens of thousands of years, and in the end, only the most basic things remained. Even his soul did not escape the baptism of the Astral particles!" Hilla said.

They continued to watch. Rather than saying this was a demon invasion, apart from the desperate fighting of the Elves in the beginning, it was more like a grand show of order between the gods.

Even a Weak Deity could still deal with several Abyssal lords without falling behind in this battle. They demonstrated endless combat power in this, their main world. The subsequent influence of the World Tree also restricted the performance of those Evil Gods who were originally preparing to show off their skills.

In a sense, this was a display of the Elven pantheon's power. The Seldarine gods directly summoned angels and elves from their own divine kingdoms and truly launched a star war belonging to the gods.

They summoned the battle groups they had formed and completely spread their own divine power and domains in this starry sky, which also created the brilliant branches and leaves that Zhou Ren would be able to see in the future, as well as the starry sky that was expanded in the lush greenery.

Zhou Ren also completely understood at this moment the true meaning of the word "god" to humans. It was indeed a bit different from what he had imagined, or even completely different.

If the battles triggered by Legendary experts are earth-shattering, the collision between forbidden spells, the collision between endless power and flesh, the collision between one's own combat power, life level, and control of destiny.

Then, from the level of angels, the fighting in the Astral Plane is more about the control of power and the use of certain micro-abilities. They pay more attention to the power collision between their own domains and all the understanding of energy laws in their hands.

Their battles have deeply penetrated the level of laws. Almost every weapon swung has a layer of light-filled film attached to it. That is not some special energy, but a kind of special understanding of the world.

In a certain way, each weapon in the hands of these gods is similar to a weapon in MC. The various energies on it are actually their definition of energy, not the attribute of the weapon itself.

Because he saw the light waved by an angel directly cut through a piece of energy layer in the distance. It was clearly an invisible and colorless nebula that did not even have a sense of existence, but it was directly cut open by a concept called cutting!