MC's career as foreign lord

“Welcome to my kingdom!” After passing through a portal, Zhou Ren saw the many gods of the elven pantheon. This group of gods included not only those from legends but also some who hadn't appeared in legends but had indeed become gods.

The most conspicuous was, of course, the Lord of the Elven Gods, the creator of the elven pantheon, Corellon!

This rather unrestrained elven chief god was tossing his golden hair, standing right in front of Zhou Ren, looking at him with great joy.

“My wife, the goddess of life, Angharradh, it seems you've already met her!” he said. “Next is the winged elf goddess Aerdrie Faenya, the wandering god Fharlanghn, the sea elf god Deep Sashelas, the god of dexterity Erevan Ilesere…”

The five gods present nodded to him, indicating they had heard of Zhou Ren's name. Zhou Ren also nodded, indicating he fully understood who they were.

These gods of the elven pantheon weren't exactly household names, but they all had their own reputations, making it not too difficult to understand them.

As for the tree in the sky, the forest in the earth, and the creatures in the ocean, they all seemed to have gods, but they belonged exclusively to this elven kingdom, and Corellon didn't seem to want to introduce them much.

“There are also some who are not here. They are guarding Mount Celestia, one of the elven guardians of Mount Celestia, mainly handling matters in the Temple of Nature!” Corellon said. “I'll introduce them to you when you see them later.”

The elven chief god then took Zhou Ren's hand and left the palace where the gods resided, arriving at his own living area.

“This is my divine domain. Any words we say here will not be heard by others!” he said, turning his head to look at Zhou Ren with a serious expression.

Zhou Ren knew that the previous events were actually just embellishments, and now this elven chief god, who seemed a bit unrestrained, was finally going to do something serious.

“I don't care where you come from, I don't care what you want to do, I don't even want to know where your power comes from. If people like us come to this world and don't stir up some trouble, then we'd be wasting the title of interdimensional traveler!”

He looked at Zhou Ren, “Those guys don't know what you want to do, but I can guess a little. During a certain world trip, I also saw some pure starry sky worlds, where there were people very similar to you. Those worlds have some special rules, which should be what you're thinking, right?”

“Who knows?” Zhou Ren smiled, “I want to do something a little different. Your Majesty Corellon wouldn't stop me, would you?”

“Stop you? No, I want to make things even bigger!” He smiled, “I want to see if you have the courage to overturn everything and start over, just like me!”

Zhou Ren smiled, “I don't have that kind of courage, but what I want to do might be even more amazing than you imagine!”

The other party noncommittally nodded, his fingers slightly bent and extended, revealing a silver moon badge, which was also the true symbol of the chief god in front of him.

“Since that's the case, would you like to hear a story from me?” he said.

Zhou Ren nodded, “I'm all ears!”

He was also very curious about what kind of situation this ultimate father of the elves, the creator and shaper of the entire elven race, encountered when he first descended upon this world?

“My situation is different from yours. In our era, not all elves were so lucky. Our world was invaded and began to become damaged and fragmented!” Corellon said, he was about to tell a story that might be even longer and more vigorous than that black dragon.

In fact, the beginning of the story was very cliché. It was a pitiful era when a world was on the verge of collapse due to invasion, and even the entire race was becoming somewhat fragmented. In that area, they weren't yet called elves. They were the original life forms of that world, possessing different races, but living in relative harmony. They hadn't developed a particularly strong civilization either. When their magical civilization was just budding, the invaders had already arrived.

For a newborn race or civilization, this was certainly unfortunate. In front of a race that could traverse worlds, span new domains, and even lead the invasion of the entire void, the elves were as weak as a group of ants, fragmented and frantic.

At that time, the only top powerhouse of the entire elven race was probably Corellon himself. In that world, there was no such thing as the title of God. He led some powerhouses and some elves who had survived from each race, barely living on a fragment of the world. After that group of invaders disappeared, they lived on the fragments for who knows how many years, drifting through who knows how many voids.

Fortunately for them, during their endless wandering, they encountered a God Above Gods who loved to wander and was full of curiosity.

“All the gods of Faerûn combined are not enough for the God Above Gods' one finger. The creator god and the gods of the world are essentially different. He can completely abandon Faerûn and wander to other places, instead of watching us here!”

Corellon was full of praise for this God Above Gods. It was precisely because of AO's benevolence that they were able to enter this new world.

He didn't talk about the pain of relocation or the conflicts that arose during that endless wandering. Presumably, all the elves in that era were desperate. They had no destination and no end point. All they had was a small plane that they didn't know if it was suitable.

Moreover, this plane was constantly turbulent and constantly dissipating. Perhaps it would disappear in the next second of their lives, but they still stubbornly persevered until now.

“The first time I entered this world, my feeling was that it was exceptionally solid and huge. Before the God Above Gods allowed it, even if we turned the power of the entire plane into one, we might not be able to reach any small crack on it!”

Corellon's understanding was somewhat crazy, but it was indeed very reasonable. After the elven race descended upon this world, the entire world entered the first era after the ancient races had passed away, which was the so-called Dragon Age.

“Everyone thought that the elven race rose at the end of the Dragon Age, but who actually knows that we had already arrived during that era when dragons and skills competed with each other? We quietly found a place to live down. At that time, not many of the gods in the world would pay attention to the main world, because they didn't need faith!”

Corellon said, “Actually, there is another secret. I didn't participate in the Time of Troubles. I wasn't even knocked down to the main world. The way the elven pantheon becomes gods is not much different from other gods. What we need is not faith, but the laws from the elven creatures!”

These special rules meant that when they first came to this world, they suffered a lot. However, this tenacious race eventually survived. Under Corellon's guidance, they began their lives, developing creation and liberation.

Just as this small race was barely surviving in this world, the war on the earth finally reached its most intense moment. It was the final battle between the dragons and the giants, and also the last glimmer of the dragons before the Age of Skyfire.

“I've never really liked those big lizards. When I used to travel to other worlds, I didn't like their selfishness and arrogance. Maybe some races will become a little more peaceful, but most of them have very bad personalities. Many strong people are unwilling to associate with these guys!”

Unfortunately, the elves of that era had no choice. If they didn't choose to attach themselves to a race or cooperate with certain races, they might not have survived even the darkest era.

“Using the resources of this world, we raised our compatriots from another world. But that's not a long-term solution. We can't completely rely on this world's blood transfusion and let the remaining compatriots use plane collisions to create a future again. So I struggled, and all the strong people made a bold decision!”

“We decided to integrate the plane into the entire Faerûn at the cost of moving the entire race. After coming to this world, we are no longer wandering elves, but one of the native races of this world!”

“Looks like it was a failure!” Zhou Ren said. He understood what the other party meant. This was not an integration in a general sense, but an inclusion in a conceptual sense.

But now he can still see rumors that the elves are outsiders, indicating that their plan was not successful, at least not completely successful. If it had been successful, it shouldn't be in this form.

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He should rarely hear rumors that the elves are an outside race, but should be able to hear stories about the elves wandering for a while. However, the elves can also be considered successful. Even if they are still an outside race, they can rely on their handsome appearance, powerful strength, and vigorous combat ability to gain the respect of almost all races.

In Corellon's narration, it was a series of arduous battles and extremely difficult choices. As the guardians and creators of the elves, they didn't change much until the World Tree joined.

“To be honest, this is also a personality cultivated during wandering. We will cherish all plants and any food very much. Without these incomplete plants, our entire race might not have been able to survive to this era!”

He recounted the difficult situation of the elves barely surviving at that time. Many foods really only filled their stomachs without any nutrition. In order to survive in that broken world, they made countless efforts, and ultimately relied on the plants that accompanied them to obtain some strength to acquire.

They relied on plants to eke out a living, so they still retain that habit in this world. It must be said that this is a good habit. They have established extremely strong connections with some of the native plant-based gods of this world.

Some plant-based gods still reside in the elven kingdom. They know that these elves respect plants and respect them very much, so the relationship between the two sides is quite harmonious. This is why the boss of the plant-based gods, the World Tree, agreed to them coming to this area.

It was precisely because of the cooperation with the World Tree that they replaced the then overlord of the world, the dragon race. When the other party completely weakened, they successfully obtained the ticket to the next era and firmly held it in their hands.

“Our elves' second arrival is called the second wave of immigration. We sacrificed the entire world to Faerûn, obtaining the qualification for all elves to survive in this world!”

Corellon said, “At that time, we didn't have any gods. We only had different elven races. However, under the guidance of the drow elves, everyone began to establish their own forces and cultivate their own warriors in the kingdom. We obtained warriors, mages, archers, different magical factions, and different magical kingdoms!”

His face showed an excited look. That may have been the most lasting glory of the elves. “We attacked all the dragons' territories. We forcefully stripped away all the gods' believers. We brought all the land under our feet. We conquered this continent with our own strength. So we came to the final glory of all elves for a long time, which is the Elven Age!”

Someone listened silently. He actually greatly simplified this period. In the real history, more cruel wars than they imagined were coming one after another. In that war, the elves broke the dragons' spines and drove them out of the mainland. The elves killed most of the giants and put them in the frost-cold or dead-silent and terrifying areas.

They relied on the faith of the entire continent to ascend to godhood one after another. They relied on the power of the World Tree to begin establishing different forest god systems, temples, and kingdoms.

They went to war with the gods, repelled all the gods who were preparing to interfere in the war, and fought for a place of their own in the powerful Mount Celestia, and also established their own divine kingdom in the Astral Plane.

In that protracted war, all the elves, from the drow elves to the sea elves, mastered extraordinary terrifying power. They built temples, summoned their own divine spells, learned magic, and engraved their own marks in the Weave.

They expelled the believers of the gods, stripped the power of the gods, and seized the other party's territory under their own control. Then, under the powerful intervention of these elven gods, the first era of elven control arrived.

Corellon's face showed a mocking expression, just as he would never believe in the gods. “We thought the retreat of the gods was their victory, but we didn't expect that the retreat of the gods is always only temporary!”

He stared at Zhou Ren and said his first piece of advice, “Never trust any suspicious god, including me. We paid an extremely heavy price with five Crown Wars!”