Chapter 429

In this battle, though they were not injured, every fiber of their being became extraordinarily weary.

"Chieftain, the Flame Lord has been so generous—I decide to dedicate my faith to the Great Flame Lord!"

In the wind elf tribe, a wind elf suddenly stood up, her face set with determination, and spoke to the wind elf chieftain Aishala!

"Chieftain, I've decided too—we will dedicate our faith to the Flame Lord. He has granted us so much; the only thing we can offer him in return is our faith."

Another wind elf said.

With their lead, more and more wind elves decided to dedicate their faith to the Flame Lord.

Seeing this, the wind elf chieftain Aishala did not stop them.

Because she had already entertained the same thought.

The wind elves were among the earliest elf tribes to join the reclamation.

After witnessing the miracle of the Sacred Flame, their latent faith in the Flame Lord had already grown considerably.

Finally, after this battle, they decided to formally dedicate their faith to the Flame Lord.

As for their original deity, since it had not manifested power during this battle and had not answered the fervent prayers of many among them, the wind elves, in their disappointment, no longer wished to think of that god.

In this forest, the wind elves were not alone in this.

Several other elf tribes were the same.

In these elf tribes, many elves decided to dedicate their faith to the Flame Lord; once one person took the lead, entire tribes often followed suit.

In this forest, apart from the Night Elf tribe's fifty thousand plus, the two Green Elf tribes numbered just over forty thousand; the other elf tribes each had between twenty and thirty thousand, so there were more than ten elf tribes here.

After this battle, more than half of these elf tribes formally dedicated their faith to the Flame Lord.

Only a few elves, whose deities had granted minor power, still retained dual faith, but their faith in the Flame Lord now dominated.

The Elf Goddess had predicted correctly: after this attack by the skeleton monsters, the elves' faith in the Flame Lord indeed surged dramatically.

Through the Green Elves, she had observed that several elf tribes had already decided on the spot to dedicate their faith to the Flame Lord.

Faith works this way—there is no faith without reason.

Even for elves, whose nature is detached, this holds true.

What slightly comforted the Elf Goddess was that among the Green Elves, some still sensed her intervention.

Thus, the Green Elf tribe still retained faith in her, though it had been further compressed—from the previous fifty-fifty split to now thirty-seven.

But the Elf Goddess was not discouraged; she was actually quite pleased.

Because her bottom line was ten percent.

With thirty percent still left, what was there to be unhappy about!

The Elf Goddess continued trying to contact the Flame Lord, but still could not reach him.

"Once the Sacred Flame Forest is fully reclaimed and the Tree of Life is planted, or when the Elf Empire is officially established, the Flame Lord should pause his gaze upon it for a long while, right? Then I can send a small elf down—perhaps I can establish contact with the Flame Lord."

The Elf Goddess thought.

Many of the small elves in her realm were formed from her divine power; by spending some divine power, she could send a small elf down, letting it carry her consciousness, and thus communicate with the Flame Lord.

This was the only method she could currently think of—and it was far better than searching blindly through the vast Heavenly Realms for the Flame Lord.

Doing so might even expose her and the location of her divine realm, bringing her certain danger!