Chapter 428: Faith Soars! The Elf Goddess

"How much divine power would that require!"

In the divine realm, the Elf Goddess cried out in shock!

Without the Heavenly Realm barrier, if she could descend upon the Continent of Gods, such an attack would not be difficult.

But separated by the Heavenly Realm barrier, the more power descended at once, the greater the loss.

According to her calculations, the divine power consumed by this single flame strike would likely exceed imagination.

If she were to carry out such an attack, all her accumulated power over a hundred years would be gone instantly!

She would never be willing to sacrifice that.

Yet the Lord of Flame launched this attack as if it were trivial.

The Lord of Flame's strength had completely shattered the Elf Goddess's imagination.

On the ground, after the holy light vanished, all the elves reopened their eyes and saw that the endless waves of skeleton monsters around them had disappeared.

At the same time, the dark matter in the Dark Forest ahead had vanished completely.

Bright sunlight streamed through gaps in the leaves, filling the forest with vitality.

"All the skeleton monsters are dead!"

A winged elf in the sky murmured dazedly.

"Yes, all of them are gone."

Some winged elves even flew forward a distance and discovered that the endless stream of skeleton monsters had vanished.

Though the skeleton monsters were numerous, after fighting so long, they were mostly concentrated within a fifty-kilometer range of the elf defense line—now wiped out entirely by the Lord of Flame's colossal holy flame!

At this moment, thousands of winged elves in the sky could not help but cheer.

They were now the Lord of Flame's most faithful believers!

In the Dark Forest, the elves also burst into cheers!

Every elf praised the Lord of Flame's mercy and power!

Their faces, once filled with exhaustion, now radiated joy.

The forest was suddenly filled with laughter and song.

Soon after, thousands of winged elves began flying about to tally the losses.

In the end, their tally was astonishing.

The battle had lasted two or three hours, yet not a single elf had been injured!

This battle result was simply incredible!

You should know that, even without counting the Lord of Flame's final strike, the number of skeleton monsters they had killed beforehand likely exceeded a million.

After all, this was a land of skeleton monsters!

This battle result spread rapidly across the elf defense line.

Every elf cheered again.

The elves were not foolish—they knew full well the reason for such an astonishing result.

The Lord of Flame!

It was the Lord of Flame's holy flame that granted them this incredible victory.

Without the holy flame, with their own strength, three hundred thousand elves could have held out for a long time in the Dark Forest, even killing several times their number of skeleton monsters.

But they could never have achieved zero casualties.

Not only would injuries have been inevitable, but the number of dead elves would have been enormous.

After all, many skeleton monsters were powerful.

Hundreds or thousands of elves dying was inevitable—unless they abandoned the Dark Forest.

But now, thanks to the Lord of Flame's holy flame, they had repelled the skeleton monster assault with zero casualties.

And at the final moment, when they could no longer hold on, the Lord of Flame had spared no divine power, descending strength to aid them.

This caused many elves, even as they cheered, to feel profound gratitude for the Lord of Flame's generosity!

After the cheering subsided, some elves finally thought of one question:

Their original deity had not descended any power!

After the threat of the skeleton monsters was gone, the elves hung the holy flame back on the trees and gathered in small groups to rest.