At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

The Air God can't even be seen, yet he wants to gather all the fleets to wage war against the human race, which has already wiped out the goblin race. Is his brain filled with shit?

If she didn't do something, the forest elves would become the next goblin species, and the thought of that outcome sent chills down her spine.

So she volunteered to go ahead and find out what the human race's current situation was under the protection of their gods.

When they saw her risking her life to gather intelligence, those old fogies were overjoyed, fearing she might change her mind.

Haha... It's disgusting! They smugly claim all the credit and benefits, but when it comes to going to the front lines to participate in the war, they all cower in their pants. Ugh!

She led her loyal followers directly to surrender, which could only result in two outcomes: either the other side would not accept her and would drive her away or kill her, or she would gamble correctly and save a portion of the forest elves.

Before she set off, her spies had already learned of the news spread by the human race that their gods were willing to accept all races to live under their protection, provided that they could empathize with and understand humans.

Although I used to look down on monkeys the most, regarding them as filthy animals that didn't even deserve to be slaves, what can I do when they have such a powerful creator? I have no choice but to submit.

The forest spirits may seem glorious now, but in reality, they have nowhere to go. Only those old fogies who believe in the air god are still deluding themselves.

"Drip-drip-"

Suddenly, the detection magic of the Skyship emitted a buzzing sound.

"Report! An extremely fast object is approaching directly in front of our ship. We have only detected one sprite reaction; the rest are unknown!"

As the most adaptable creation of the gods among the elves on this planet, the forest elves are a natural magical race, but they are limited to using elves. All their magic can only be activated by elves, and they can only detect the situation of creatures using elves.

"They're here!" Xin Ke Nierba Lian was startled and rushed to the bow of the ship. Her flower-shaped eyes stared intently ahead, her heart pounding faster and faster: "They must be human, and they can only be human."

It is unlikely that a deity would personally appear before a creation of her caliber.

"No one is allowed to make any rash moves! No one is allowed to activate defenses or cast spells!" Xinke Nierba hurriedly reprimanded the panicked forest elves.

The forest elf soldiers stood on the deck in panic, their legs and shoulders trembling slightly.

Their fear stemmed from the terrifying news that the God of Forging had been killed and the goblin race nearly wiped out, a news that had spread throughout the entire planet. How could they not be afraid?

Soon, the forest elves saw more than a dozen shooting stars flying straight toward them from the horizon, moving at an extremely fast speed, even faster than the top speed of their most advanced 'skyship'.

The meteor's speed decreased rapidly when it was one kilometer away from the airship.

"Gulp~" Xinke Nierba clenched her hands, breathing rapidly, her eyes fixed on the shooting star that had already lost its light, with more than a dozen figures standing in the air in front of her.

boom--

An invisible sense of oppression descended, her expression changed drastically, as if the surrounding space had become heavy, causing her legs to go weak and the spirit within her body to stagnate.

This aura...

Shinko Nielbaren recalled the invasion of the capital, Morren, by a Skywing species decades ago, and the oppressive feeling released by the Skywing species was not much different from what he felt now.

'Can...can it be compared to the Skywing race?' Shinko Nielbaren's throat was dry as she looked back at the human race in the lead.

Was it a captured machine? How dare it provoke a group of scrap metal that would fight to the death once they became enemies?

Although the weaker human races didn't seem as strong as the Skywing race, they were definitely much stronger than the Seventh-Level Sorcerer. She even felt that she wasn't even 50% confident she could defeat them.

"This is so unreasonable." Xin Ke felt bitter and envious at the same time. The gods of the human race were too fond of them and too generous, directly bestowing such powerful strength upon them.

Each race has a fixed upper limit to its racial talents and elven adaptability when it is created. Unless the gods bestow power upon it again, a naturally weak race can never defeat a powerful race.

She already possesses the strongest racial talent in the history of the Forest Elf race, but she absolutely cannot defeat powerful races like the Machine Race, the Skywing Race, and the Dragon Elf Race on her own.

If most human species are exhibiting such power now, it is definitely a racial talent.

It's possible that after their creator went into slumber, humanity declined generation after generation, gradually losing its natural talents and reverting to monkey-like forms. Now that their creator has returned, their original racial talents have reappeared.

thump! thump!

Unable to withstand the mental pressure of a sixth-tier transcendent being, the fairy race knelt down on the deck, trembling with fear. At this moment, they looked down at the human race looking down at them from the sky in front of the ship, filled with genuine fear.

One day they will fear a group of monkeys, something their former pride would never have dared to imagine.

Rick looked down at the trembling elves on the deck of the Skyship, a complex mix of emotions and satisfaction on his face. The elves he used to avoid were now kneeling before his intimidation.

His deliberately prepared show of force directly and completely released mental pressure.

“Sinko Nielbaren, the Flower Crown Lord of the Forest Elves, the strongest sorcerer in history. Long time no see. I hope you still recognize me,” Rick said, grinning at the terrified Sinko.

Just a month ago, he was an ordinary person, but he covered his entire body with 'spirit remains' to conceal his human aura and fought her for two hours. If it weren't for the arrival of the Creator, he would probably be a handful of dirt by now.

He now looks down at the other person with the air of a superior, while the other person is filled with fear.

“That voice…” Xin Ke’s pupils contracted as she stared at Rick in disbelief, her voice becoming shrill: “It’s…it’s you!!!”

That voice belonged to the goblin who had been hiding her true identity but possessed a weapon comparable to the 'Void Zero Blessing' she had created! How could I not have realized she was human back then!

She was deeply impressed by this human species. After all, besides telling her the news, he kept saying things like, "I don't want anyone else to die because of war." It's hard not to remember such a person with such a strong sense of compassion.

"Heh, it seems Miss Xinke has remembered." Rick's smile gradually disappeared, replaced by a calm question: "Then, as the commander-in-chief of the Forest Elf War, the strongest sorcerer, and Lord Flower Crown, what brings you to our human homeland?"

Chapter 279 A Great Betrayal Against the Forest God! Rick vs. Xin Ke

Rick feigned a playful smile, appearing completely relaxed, as if he didn't take this strongest forest elf seriously at all. However, he was extremely cautious in his heart. His outward appearance was merely a facade to deceive others; his true nature lay in his inner prudentness.

The ability to precisely control one's outward appearance was ingrained in one's very being when leading the settlement in its struggle for survival.

Pure white elemental power gathered deep within his eyes, allowing him to see some unexpected things, or more accurately, to see through the appearances of things.

His divine eye is special; it is colorful and possesses seven elemental powers. Furthermore, these seven elemental powers can be fused together to become the 'light elemental power,' which is of higher quality and possesses more wondrous abilities than any single elemental power.

He also possesses three 'skills,' which are formed from his beliefs, desires, and will.

Ordinary holders of the Eye of God will only possess one skill, because belief, desire, and will cannot be condensed into a power that allows the mind to interfere with external things on its own, so there is only one combined.

His beliefs, desires, and will can all independently condense into skills, and these three skills can also resonate in a triangular manner to become an even more powerful skill.

The first skill, "Savior of Yourself," means that you are your own savior and will become the hope of others. If your inner self does not fall, then your true self will not fall.

In short, it's an infinite recovery skill that restores mental strength, physical strength, and physical injuries. Even if your body is shattered in battle, as long as you believe you haven't fallen, you will recover. Death-level damage can only take effect once every seven days, during which you will be in a period of extreme weakness, to the point where you need someone to bring you water.

Second skill [Chess Game of Fate]: The probability of anything happening is never zero. Even in the chessboard of the gods, as long as you calculate the winning probability at that moment, seizing the winning probability is the absolute checkmate.

This is the ability to analyze all the information you personally have been involved in and then use probability to influence the winning rate. Even in a seemingly inevitable loss, you can gain at least a 1% chance of winning, turning a 50/50 chance into a guaranteed win.

The third skill, "To a Wonderful World," is the manifestation of a wish. It projects the fantasy world that one prays to God for onto reality, forming a fixed barrier. Hostile beings within the barrier will be influenced by the wish over time and come to accept new understanding.

When the three skills resonate, the fourth skill, "Surely Crossing the Abyss," will appear.

No matter the dire situation, Rick will lead humanity to overcome seemingly insurmountable barriers and continue moving towards the beautiful world they desire.

In short, the combination of three skills forms a human belief that can even shake the rules, and Rick's power will be amplified in an exaggerated way, forcibly breaking through obstacles.

'My gut tells me she's weak,' Rick thought to himself as he watched the screaming Hinco Nielbarn. He figured he could take her down in one move at most.

Forest elves possess powerful magic, but their bodies are fragile. In contrast, human superhumans develop superhuman strength, magical knowledge, and physical abilities simultaneously, without any weaknesses.

"Gulp~" Xin Ke swallowed hard, forcing herself to calm down, and took a deep breath: "We, no, I need to talk to you humans."

"You? Representing yourself, not the entire Forest Elf race?" Rick was surprised, but his expression remained unchanged.

“That’s right. Aren’t you humans spreading the message to all races that your gods are willing to protect other races? I’m interested in this, so I’ve come to you humans on my behalf, not as a forest elf, to find out more,” Hinko Nielbaren said, feigning an air of confidence.

“Oh? That’s really strange. You’re representing yourself, yet you’re also proposing that our creator is willing to protect other races.” Rick squinted at Xin Ke, a smile involuntarily creeping onto his lips. “Miss Xin Ke, are you implying that you want to betray your own race, or rather, betray your own gods, and seek the protection of our human gods?”

To be honest, Rick initially denied it and didn't even consider it. But the more impossible it seemed, the more likely it was to happen. It was an innate intuition. He relied on his rational mind and this incredible intuition to help so many people survive in the cracks.

“You must be the leader of humanity, perhaps even the most favored by your creator, right, Lord Leader of Humanity?” Xin Ke said with a smile, her hands behind her back, deliberately trying to look cute. “We’ve only met twice, and I still don’t know your name.”

"On the other hand, you knew my name before we even met. Isn't that a bit unfair?"

“Deliberately changing the subject to reduce the pressure on your side? A very effective and clever tactic.” Rick saw through what the other party was trying to do at a glance: “Okay, my name is Rick, Rick Dora.”

A month ago, he wouldn't have dared to reveal his name or even his whereabouts to her.

"Now just state your intentions directly, otherwise I might actually believe that Miss Xinke has betrayed her own race's god and sided with the human race."

“Alright, but this isn’t the place to chat and negotiate. To show respect for the human race and your gods… Captain, land the ‘Skyship’ on the ground.” Xin Ke said to the trembling captain behind her, feeling somewhat annoyed. The captain who followed her was, after all, a fourth-level mage, a top-tier among the forest elves, yet he trembled at the slightest thing. He was truly useless.

Forest elves are born as first-level sorcerers. Second and third-level sorcerers are the strength of most adult forest elves. Fourth-level sorcerers are first-class elites, fifth-level sorcerers are top elites, sixth-level sorcerers are no more than ten in the entire forest elf race, and there are no seventh-level sorcerers. But Xin Ke is an eighth-level sorcerer, an unprecedented and unique genius.

Rick nodded, feeling a sense of satisfaction after revenge—a feeling that came from power and the protection of a divine being.

The fifth-tier superhumans behind Rick couldn't help but laugh.

"At least you know what's good for you."

"I never thought that the once high and mighty forest elves would admit defeat."

"This is the glory brought by our Creator."

"I sense that the forest elves are very weak right now, and I feel that I could easily kill them in battle."

"What's amazing about them is magic, and the things they create with magic."

"Hmph, we also have magic, and our magic is even more powerful than theirs."

"Yes, our compatriots who are proficient in construction-related immortal arts have already completed the blueprints for the flying boat. All that's left is to build it. When that happens, we'll also have a big flying vessel."

The airship landed on the ground covered with lush green grass, and all the magic circles on the ship dimmed, indicating that the ship had shut down all its attack capabilities.

Xin Ke is a smart person who knows how to deal with all kinds of situations. If the spaceship's offensive capabilities are not removed, that cunning human leader will not let his guard down.

And it was precisely because she was a human with an overflowing "saintly heart" that she gambled that the other party wouldn't attack. If it were those moles, she would have no other choice but to drag them down with her.

Xin Ke led a dozen or so forest elves off the airship. Stepping onto the grass, the comfortable feeling eased her mood slightly, and she had already prepared all the words she was going to say next.

Rick led the fifth-tier superhumans to land less than twenty meters in front of Rishin.

Regardless of the other party's intentions, on this green land created by the Creator, humanity holds all the initiative.

Rick waved his hand, and an exquisite wooden table and two wooden chairs appeared on the lawn. On the table were fruits, recently brewed fruit wine, and two crystal-clear glasses.

Humans now possess extraordinary powers, and their ability to build and create everyday items is incredibly refined, in no way inferior to those made by the Forest Elves.

Rick sat down and extended his hand: "Please, Miss Xinke, now please begin what you are prepared to discuss with us humans."

“Thank you in advance, Rick Dora.” Hinco sat down, trying to appear calm, and said directly.

"I'll get straight to the point."

"The human gods have returned, killed the goblin gods, and wiped out the goblin race. They clearly want to seize the throne of the One God, right?"

“Oh~” Rick didn’t reply, but poured himself a glass of wine. He hadn’t tasted this wine yet. This was the second batch. The first batch was all offered to the Creator. Although the Creator might not drink it, the sentiment was still important.

As for whether the Creator will contend for the throne of the One God... he believes he will, but the Creator will absolutely not allow humans to participate; instead, he will suppress all the gods himself.

He who loves humanity would never allow them to make such a sacrifice. The power bestowed by the Creator is immense, but to the gods, they are still ants that can be crushed at will; such a sacrifice is meaningless.