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A cup of wine! Someone caught up to me. The flowers have not bloomed yet. Which big guy would want to admire a few flowers? This little one is here to pay his respects and thank you!

"So you came to me and ordered me, in the name of the Pope, to eliminate this potential threat?" Victor ignored the Pope's reprimands. The Pope did not say anything, obviously agreeing. Victor picked up another wooden stake and hacked at it with the dagger. He hacked very slowly, to the point where every movement could be seen clearly. However, the Pope's expression slowly changed, because he saw something unusual in this simple action. Victor had clearly left after slashing twice. He suddenly stopped and sighed softly, "Alright, I promise you, I will make my move." The Pope's face remained impassive, but his eyes revealed a look of satisfaction.

Victor raised his head, staring at the Pope with his bright eyes. "Are the gods coming soon?" he asked suddenly. And the divine battle is also about to begin? " The Pope frowned and said coldly, "These are not questions you should ask." The matters of the gods naturally had to do with me. You only need to obey orders. " He had obtained the promise and achieved his goal for coming here. The Pope turned around and left without the slightest hesitation. Victor's lazy voice came from behind, "Don't forget to close the door!" Bang! The Pope slammed the door behind him.

Victor shook his head with a smile, his expression changing as he looked at the Angel Battle Sword, "This divine artifact has been following me for forty years. Its power is so great that it's even more powerful than normal divine artifacts. How could he have been injured so badly? Judging from that person's movements, it was clear that he had injured the artifact spirit, preventing it from communicating with its master. Naturally, he had kept his secret. "Hmm, interesting fellow." He stretched lazily and smiled gently, "Looks like the continent is no longer peaceful. War of Gods, hmph! It was nothing more than using countless lives to satisfy the pitiful desires of the gods! I think the happiest one would be the god of the underworld, right? Also, the Goddess of Life was busy to death! No, I have to talk to the old man about this! And my good disciple! "

Victor suddenly stood up. With a flash of holy light, the Angel Battle Sword disappeared, as if it had fused into his body. Not long after, he left the simple hut with empty hands. He hummed a small tune as he walked out of the holy mountain. From the looks of it, they were not going to kill the biggest enemy of the Church. With a snort, he muttered to himself, "Victor is under the command of the Good God, while I am under the command of the God of Conviction. Thus, I can command Alfred, who believes in the God of War, but he is unable to control Victor, and I want to report this to the God as soon as possible. Hmph, Victor, just you wait, I have no one to recruit you now, but when the God of God descends, I will lock you up again!

The Divine Radiant Cult was a religion of many gods. The side of the Gods of Light had a total of twelve Sovereigns. The Sovereign of War and the God of War, as well as the Lord of Convicts, who collected and spread their faith, were the two most combative of the other Sovereigns. Because of their priesthood, in order to spread their faith, one had to fight, so the two were on the best side of the spectrum. The Holy Emperor and the Ecclesiastical Tribunal were the most loyal believers of the two Sovereigns. On the other hand, Victor believes in the God of Kindness. As the name implies, he is very kind, and as such, hates war and slaughter. For example, after commanding the Ascetic cultivators for hundreds of years, the most experienced and oldest and most powerful demigod of the Church, Ioros, was also Victor's teacher.

This was also the reason why many generations of bitter cultivators were unable to truly integrate into the core of the Church's power. Although they all believed in the Gods of Light, with different gods and faiths, and different pursuits, it was already not bad to not get in the way of each other. This time around, it was the Pope who had no one else to use, so he had no choice but to call out Victor. In fact, Victor and the Pope entered the Church in the same period, but with Victor's talent in sword arts, being selected and nurtured by Aierlus, he naturally accepted the teachings of the Ascetic God. Although he was the commander of the Holy Knight in the Church and was in charge of protecting the safety of the Church, he had repeatedly launched plane wars against the Pope and the gods. The Pope had used his power to imprison Victor within the Church. This was also the reason why Victor, an expert of the Church, had yet to show his face in the outside world. However, by doing so, Victor's strength had increased by leaps and bounds. In just twenty years, he had already reached the height of half a body.

The more stunning he was, the more the Pope feared him. He even made the decision to pass on to his trusted aide Alfred the Battle Sword, the Divine Equipment that had been kept by the Holy Knights for generations, to use. But now that Alfred was dead, the Battle Sword was heavily damaged. The Pope had no other choice but to release Victor's restraints and order him to go down the mountain. He needed to report to the God Realm of Light as soon as possible, and implore the new Gods to descend. He felt that there were too many uncontrollable factors in this plane, and once they erupted, not to mention that the plans of the Gods would be in vain, even the existence of the Church would be threatened by the huge shadow.

Don't mention the dirty things in the Church. Werther rode on his Silver Dragon and flew like a madman. A few days later, he finally arrived at the Elven Forest, the place where the Elves lived. He patted the dragon's head, indicating that he was about to land. A man and a dragon landed on the ground. The silver dragon automatically shrunk into a small lizard, still lying on Werther's shoulder. Its mouth muttered, "The elves' brains are filled with stones. Master, why do you insist on meeting them?" "I promised the Elven Prince, Legrass, that I would come to the Elven race in a few years' time and help them solve the problem of the Ancient Tree of Life," said Werther. I definitely can't go back on my word. If you don't want to go, then go back first. "

The Silver Dragon was startled and immediately waved its claws: "No no! I want to follow beside my great master. How can I abandon my master and leave first? Then let's quickly settle the matter of the Ancient Life Tree and leave, okay? " Werther looked at him in amusement and walked directly into the Elven Forest. The dragon race could be said to be the most proud race in the world, because they were born with a noble background and had great individual strength. They once ruled over the entire plane for hundreds of thousands of years. Similarly, the pride of the elves was not any weaker than theirs. They were both created by the God and both of them were powerful individually. It was definitely not a problem for the elves to fight against a giant dragon by themselves, and they had also ruled the entire plane for hundreds of thousands of years.

Compared to the two, the dragon race didn't have any advantages at all. According to the proud nature of the Dragon Tribe, they would naturally try to blacken the Elves. Thus, the slanderous titles of "Stone Head", "Ancient Elves" and "Green Plants that Can Run" were forced on the Elves. The Elves didn't show any weakness either, and as they scolded back, they gave the Giant Dragons many elegant nicknames. The disharmony between the two races lasted for a long time. Fortunately, the Sovereigns of the Dragon race and the Elves were on good terms, and it was even said that the goddess of nature had healed the dragon god's wounds. Otherwise, a bitter race war would have already broken out.

The reason why this Silver Dragon refused to enter was because he, Long Dan, was lonely. He was afraid that if he were to enter, he would be ridiculed and ridiculed by a group of elves. But Werther insisted on going, and he couldn't stop him. He could only follow with a bitter dragon face. The Elven Forest had an extremely wide circumference, about a hundred thousand kilometers, and was filled with emerald green trees and flowers at a glance. The Elven Forest had an extremely large circumference of a hundred thousand kilometers, and at a glance, was filled with emerald green trees and plants.

Werther stepped into the forest. He had just walked less than ten meters when a strong wind suddenly blew over. Werther tilted his head. An arrow flew past his ear and into a large tree. At the same time, a clear voice sounded with warning, "Human! You have entered the territory of the elves, and informed them of your visit. Otherwise, you would have been expelled! " Werther raised his hands, indicating that there were no weapons, and said in a loud voice, "My name is Whiteloran, and I come from the Klein Empire in the north. I was invited to visit the elves by Prince Laogre a few years ago, and asked you to help me pass a message to him."

There was a moment of silence in the forest, then footsteps sounded and several elves appeared. There are seven of them. They come out from all sorts of places, from trees, grass, earth, and all sorts of camouflage methods. However, the seven of them were all handsome men and women. They wore cool clothing, and some of them even had colored lines drawn on their faces. Werther couldn't help but sigh. When the Goddess of Nature and the Goddess of Moon created the elves, they did indeed spend a lot of effort. Almost all of their spiritual energy was poured into the elves, to the extent that their appearances were outstanding.

However, outstanding appearances were not always a good thing. It was because of this that the Elves had suffered an unprecedented catastrophe. The main source of this disaster was humans. They coveted the beauty of the elves. In the past, there had been many large-scale robberies of elves as slaves. This was especially evident during times of war. The elves had carried out a long period of revenge, and even waged a few wars against this. Since then, the phenomenon of capturing elves had greatly decreased, but it had not been completely eradicated.

After discussing with the seven elves, the last tall female Elf walked up to him, looked at him warily, and said, "We have not received any orders to welcome this man, but since you said that you know our Prince, I can bring you to see him. However, if you lie, you will face the wrath of the entire Elf race! " Werther spread his hands, indicating that he didn't care. So Werther followed the pretty elf all the way to the deepest part of the forest. As for the others, they continued to hide and guard.