Chapter 425

"They must be terrified by the Flame Lord's power, overwhelmed by how strong he is, and thus fallen into despair."

The Elf Goddess thought.

Then she thought of herself.

"Oh no, what should I do?"

The Elf Goddess worried again.

Her heart was small; she only wanted to keep ten percent.

The gods of the Elf lineage had accumulated quite well, after all, Elves were powerful and long-lived; though each tribe was small, their endurance made up for it.

Moreover, they lived in peace, unlike the gods of human nations who constantly launched wars of faith and fought to the death.

So despite looking pitiful, this Elf Goddess was, in fact, a hidden little fortune compared to many gods of human nations.

Her lifespan was infinite; as long as a few tribes believed in her, she was content.

Now the powerful Flame Lord was encroaching on her faith, and she had no way to stop it—she had barely mustered any effort to show herself, only to accidentally aid the Flame Lord.

The Elf Goddess decided she must find a way to contact the Flame Lord; such a mighty Flame Lord only needed ten percent of the faith from forty thousand Green Elves, and he still took on the burden of protecting the Green Elf race—essentially earning only a labor fee. Surely the Flame Lord would agree?

In the Dark Forest, the battle grew fiercer.

The skeletal monsters were too numerous, endless, impossible to eradicate.

This place was practically a kingdom of skeletal monsters!

Actually, it was understandable.

The cultivated area of the Dark Forest stretched over a thousand kilometers in both length and width.

Such a vast area could support tens of millions of humans—how many dark creatures and skeletal monsters had once lived here?

Moreover, even farther west, there were even more skeletal monsters!

The ordinary dark creatures driven here by the skeletal monsters had mostly been slaughtered.

These dark creatures had fulfilled their mission.

That mission was to drain the Elves' strength.

The prolonged fighting had indeed exhausted the Elves' spiritual energy greatly.

Gradually, more and more Elves realized their original gods had not granted them power.

Throughout the entire battle, only the Flame Lord had been bestowing power upon them.

Otherwise, even if they were strong, they could not withstand the endless assault of skeletal monsters, and casualties would rise.

Of course, they could retreat from the Dark Forest, but they would never willingly give up.

After all their effort to build a new home, how could they surrender it to the dark creatures?

Of course, for all of them to fully realize this, it would likely happen only after the battle.

At that time, their faith in the Flame Lord would surge dramatically.

"My spiritual energy is nearly exhausted."

"Mine too."

Elves kept saying wearily.

After their spiritual energy neared depletion, they could only fight with bows and curved blades.

Ordinary skeletal monsters were no match for them, but even if the powerful ones didn't move, the skeletal monsters outnumbered them many times over and could still drain their physical strength.

In the sky, thousands of Winged Elves continued bombarding the Dark Forest ahead of the Elf lines.

Skeletal monsters still surged forward like tidal waves, with no end in sight.

Even Princess Chenxi's occasional massive blasts of Holy Flame were useless.

This front line was too long, and the skeletal monsters were too numerous.

"Princess Chenxi, formally appeal to the Flame Lord. If this continues, you won't hold out—even if I return, I can't kill this many skeletal monsters. This Ninth Rank skeletal monster is too cunning; I can't shake it off."

Lomina called out to Princess Chenxi from afar via magic.

Lomina was still hundreds of kilometers away from this place.

The battlefield was too vast, and the skeletal monsters too numerous; even if Lomina returned, bringing along a Ninth Rank skeletal monster, it would not be beneficial.

If that Ninth Rank skeletal monster charged into the Elf ranks and began slaughtering, it would be disastrous.

Princess Chenxi paused. At this moment, to preserve the Dark Forest, it seemed she had no choice but to appeal to her god.

Frequently appealing to her god made Princess Chenxi feel a growing sense of indebtedness.

In this moment, the beautiful Elf Queen made her decision: she would repay the Flame Lord's favor in full, someday.

Then she clasped her hands together and began to pray.

This prayer was not the same as the one when she received the Holy Flame.

The prayer when she received the Holy Flame was ignored by the Flame Lord—it was handled automatically by the divine essence.

Now, Princess Chenxi's prayer was one meant to be heard directly by the Flame Lord!