The Wizarding Age

Faen plane, Jialan continent.

As one of the only two large landmasses in Faen plane, Jialan continent is also called the elf continent, but it is a beautiful world with rich resources and numerous species.

The undulating green forest sea is boundless, almost overturning the entire continent.

And in the green scenery, there are silver streams and towering mountains.

The ancient trees in the forest are tall and vigorous, often tens of meters high, and the huge tree crowns that stretch out are often acres in size.

The branches and leaves on the ancient trees are swaying, the vines are winding, and all kinds of colorful unknown strange birds stand on the branches and sing happily. The lush ferns and shrubs under the trees fill the quiet and dark woodland space, and there is no place to settle down.

There are many kinds of creatures living in it, multiplying and living in this beautiful world, and living a happy and beautiful life leisurely.

But today, everything has changed...

The sky above suddenly turned dark red.

The wind was blowing hard, and the floating clouds were blown away.

The highest point of the sky suddenly sank inward and became thinner, and gradually revealed a huge and majestic face.

Oh my God, what kind of face is this?

The whole huge face covered most of the sky, and the eyebrows, eyes, mouth, nose, and even beard and hair were all made up of blazing and terrifying flames. Its eyes were wide open, looking down at the Jialan continent under the sky, and the flames opened slightly, issuing a death declaration that shook the world.

"This is your sin, and you must be judged..."

"I will cleanse this world with flames, cleanse your sins..."

The terrifying voice like a god spread throughout the entire Jialan continent, and all the people and animals living and surviving on this continent couldn't help but raise their heads, listening to this terrible declaration of doom with trembling hearts.

They wanted to pray, but found their hands and feet were cold and numb, and they couldn't kneel down at all; they wanted to cry and wail, but found that their hearts were completely occupied by despair and fear; they wanted to escape and flee, but found that they had no way to go...

The entire Jialan continent, from the elves and false gods to the hares and birds, was controlled by an inexplicable fear and could no longer move or speak.

As the death was declared, the giant face of fire pursed its lips and blew, and a pure and rich magic flame fell from the sky, sweeping towards the entire Jialan continent.

"No..."

Sirsa, whose body had been hiding in the kingdom of God, stood up and screamed angrily, and her beautiful and delicate face became a little twisted and hideous because of extreme anger.

Under her violent drive, the army of petitioners in the kingdom of God rushed out under the leadership of many holy spirits, and madly attacked the fire witch who was attacking the Jialan continent across the plane boundary membrane.

Unfortunately, no matter how many petitioners and holy spirits there were, it would be difficult for them to break through the burning area ten thousand meters away, and there was no way to interrupt Grimm who was trying hard to pump the flame energy into the boundary membrane.

Only that Silsa's clone could invade Grimm's side and attack him with the 'sharp tooth' dagger.

But Grimm seemed determined to teach the Jialan Continent a lesson.

While waving his big hand to drive away the annoying Silsa's clone like a mosquito, he stuck to the hole in the boundary membrane and continued to pump the flame energy into it.

As for Silsa's attack, Grimm ignored it directly.

Although it hurt a lot, it was not fatal.

As long as a few key parts were protected, Silsa actually had no way to deal with his thousand-meter molten body.

And with such a delay, half of the Jialan Continent had been directly ignited by the mysterious and terrifying sky fire.

This was not a naturally generated flame in the material world, but a magical flame with a trace of regular breath. Not to mention those low-level creatures, even the high-level monsters of the second and third levels would be scared to flee when they smelled the breath of magic flames, and dared not get even a little bit of it.

The entire Jialan continent immediately fell into chaos and despair.

Countless Jialan elves knelt down to pray, begging for salvation from the gods they believed in...

The elves who fell in the sea of ​​fire and wailed and struggled also desperately asked the gods why before they died...

But more elves sat there numbly and desperately, quietly watching the sky fire falling from the sky, sweeping and engulfing their bodies and minds...

All of this was transmitted to the ears of the elf god Silsa through the channel of faith.

She was burning inside, desperate and painful.

She had imagined countless times that her body would rush out of the kingdom of God and fight a bloody battle with the damn fire witch.

But she remembered the previous battle between the fire witch and Garlon vividly, and she knew clearly in her heart that even if she fought in her body, she would not be able to do anything to the other party.

This is the real strength and status gap between the two sides!

Fire wizard Grimm was born in the wizard world, and now he has been promoted to the Lord of Fire in the Fire Elemental Plane. He holds the power of fire. Even the Fire God Sinai has to be defeated in front of him. How can a sixth-level elf god who has been promoted from a mere medium plane compete with him?

As a last resort, Saoirse could only take out a wooden statue from her arms, pour divine power into it, and hissed: "I agree to the conditions you said! I need you to take action now..."

The wooden statue vaguely looks like an exquisite beauty, and the carved clothes on her body are also the same as those of the elves.

Hearing Saoirse's voice, the wooden statue inexplicably came to life, blinked its eyes, and opened its mouth to speak.

"You should have agreed a long time ago!"

"Just because you, a sixth-level god from a mediocre medium plane, dares to claim to be the main god of elves and create the elven god system, this is simply the most pitiful joke in the world..."

"Don't worry, since we promised you, we will naturally drive away this fire wizard..."

"When the time comes, don't forget your promise, give up your identity as the main god of the elves, join our Fenode god system, and become a subordinate god of His Majesty Corellon. Your believers will also convert to His Majesty Corellon... "

Saoirse burst into tears and lowered her head silently.

Whenever possible, she did not want to sign a divine contract similar to the terms of slavery and lose the 'free' status that she was proud of. It's a pity that the times are stronger than others, and the current situation forces her to embark on this path of humiliation and degradation.

After getting the promise he wanted, the strange statue seemed extremely excited.

Secret instructions were transmitted in the void, and the battlefield outside the plane of Faen actually changed a little bit.

Saoirse threw out the strange statue, and the statue seemed to have its own life and consciousness. As soon as it left the Kingdom of God, it quickly grew into a beautiful female elf with a height of five meters.

She wore a green robe woven with vines and leaves, a rose ring on her head, long wavy golden hair hanging behind her, light blue eyes, high cheekbones, a cold and serious face, and a rippling stick in her hand. The emerald green staff with a strange halo of divine power...

The female elf's level is only that of a fifth-level demigod, but there is a strange power lingering around her that makes people feel heart-stopping. And her appearance quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the venue. Even Greem, who risked his life to attack the plane of Faen, stopped and suddenly looked back to stare at this guy who suddenly appeared.

Fifth level?

This new guy's strength is only level five. Am I wrong in my perception? You know, even if Hall, the God of Hunting, hates me to the core, he doesn’t dare to set foot on today’s battlefield with level five strength. But what is going on with this fifth-level person in front of me? Why do I feel more chilled and even a little inexplicable the more I look at her?

Greem couldn't figure it out, but when his eyes fell on the other people, he vaguely guessed something.

Greem didn't know her, but obviously several others did...

The god of killing, surrounded by murderous aura of iron and blood, stepped out step by step from the depths of the sea of ​​fire. After his ferocious and tyrannical eyes swept across the female elf, an expression of disgust and hatred immediately appeared on his face. And half of his increasingly violent murderous intent was transferred to this new fifth-level female elf.

Fire God Sinai, who had been lingering on the outside, showed a fearful and vigilant look. He took a few steps back and relaxed his pressure on Greem. He seemed to be on guard against the fifth-level female elf.

In the end, it was Garen, the God of Slaughter, who couldn't help it and shouted: "Felerisel, what are you doing here, Corellon's dog? Don't think that I'm afraid of you just because you know how to play God's Fall... …”

God descends?

dog?

Greem listened to their conversation, and based on the fragments of words and comparing them with the information about the world of gods that he already had in his mind, he quickly identified who the visitor was.

Philarisel, one of the famous Seraph-level servants of Corellon, the elven main god of the Seldarine pantheon. Her own strength may not be that great, but with the care and gift of the eighth-level main god Corellon, she can borrow some of the main god's power. This is the most fearful thing about her!

The power of the Lord God...

That is the eighth level of powerful divine power!

But the more he knew, the more confused Greem became.

As an eighth-level god, Corellon leads the elven pantheon, but this does not mean that the elves in the entire multiverse naturally believe in him and love him. According to Greem's understanding, this plane of Faun is a completely independent intermediate plane. It has not joined the Seldarine pantheon, and it has nothing to do with the powerful Elf Lord Corellon.

So, why do Corellon's high-level divine servants appear here?

Could it be...

Grim couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and he probably guessed the reason.

Since he was being used as a weapon and had a bad face, this Filerisel was here to take advantage...

When he thought of this, Greem's face couldn't help but darken, and the eyes he looked at the other party were full of anger and hostility.

But the opponent seemed to have long been accustomed to this kind of situation surrounded by powerful enemies. A fifth-level female elf flew to the center of the battlefield and shouted sharply at Greem: "Get out of here, Fire Witch!"

"This plane has joined our Seldarine God System. I can tolerate your previous ignorant offense, but I will never tolerate your next one..."

"Leave now or stay forever!"

A fifth-level divine servant was talking to a sixth-level fire wizard as if he were scolding a slave. The overbearing meaning behind his words was staggering.

"No, you can't let him go... you promised me that you would kill him!" Saoirse's voice came from the Kingdom of God on the side, her tone was angry and high-pitched, and she obviously did not agree with the way this servant of God handled it.

God's Servant Filerisel responded coldly: "I only promised you to help you get out of this disaster, but I didn't say I would kill him directly! What, you dare to question my decision?"

When she said the latter sentence, her tone was cold and full of threats.

Saoirse was silent...