Chapter 483: Oracle

Cormanthor, Tower of Governance. The sixteen members of the mysterious organization gathered once again. This time was different from the past; everyone came in their true form, and not a single one used a Projection, which was enough to illustrate the importance of this meeting.

As a newly joined member of the organization, Weilanse did not particularly like the organization's style of calling people to meetings at the drop of a hat. This made her feel as though she had lost the extraordinary status that a high Mage should enjoy.

But at the same time, as the youngest member, being ordered around by elders was already an Elf tradition. After all, in the field of Magic, whoever lived longer often held more powerful strength.

If it were not for certain long-lost Spell Scrolls, especially the legendary 【Betis Scroll】, Weilanse would absolutely not have been willing to join the organization and become its most ordinary member.

Of course, there was also the factor of the Main God, but as a high Mage, one could already ignore the factor of the Main God to a certain extent.

Weilanse was currently fantasizing about how to obtain the 【Betis Scroll】 from the organization; she did not need many, even just one would be enough for her to study for a long time.

"Mage Weilanse, how have you considered the matter mentioned last time?"

Upon hearing this voice, a look of hidden disgust and irritation immediately appeared in Weilanse's eyes. She knew who the other party was without turning her head: the high Mage Suwenlisi, who, like her, hailed from Cormanthor.

The organization had the highest number of high Mages from Cormanthor, but as the newest and youngest member of the organization, Weilanse felt even more pressure from these fellow countrymen Mages.

Half a year ago, she had obtained a Banweimian Mishi of the Star Dew Family. Behind this, of course, was the organization's push, but she had also shared a significant portion of the benefits. It was just that Suwenlisi was still unsatisfied and had set his sights on the two War Magic Artifacts in her possession.

These were the two items of highest value within the Banweimian Mishi. For them, Weilanse had nearly given up all other secret treasures. Looking purely at value, these two War Magic Artifacts did not even account for half.

But since Weilanse was the youngest and had advanced the most recently, she had not yet adapted to the mindset of a high Mage and was in urgent need of one or two items to serve as trump cards for critical moments; the War Magic Artifacts were just that.

Although without the War Magic Artifacts, others would not ignore a true high Mage, including the Main God.

"Mage Suwenlisi, I already told you last time: those two War Magic Artifacts have already been dismantled and destroyed."

"And the remains?" Suwenlisi did not believe the excuse of them being destroyed at all.

Just at this moment, a crisp humming sound rang out, making Suwenlisi, who was still preparing to press the issue, immediately fall silent. All members of the organization had arrived, and the meeting began.

Weilanse also let out a sigh of relief. She was currently in the process of slowly repositioning herself in the Mage world; she would avoid as much trouble as possible and try her best to avoid Suwenlisi in the future.

"Mage Weilanse, you can just refuse directly next time. No one can arbitrarily force a high Mage to make a transaction they do not wish to make."

At this familiar voice, Weilanse suddenly looked up toward the front of the circular hall. "Is that Lord Faluo?!"

At this very moment, Faluo also nodded slightly toward Weilanse, then said: "Everyone, I have summoned you all here today because the Main God has passed down an Oracle."

"An Oracle?!" The fifteen Elf high Mages present, excluding Faluo, were all extremely shocked.

The Main God resided in the A Fanduo Homeland, which was also the final destination for all high Mages, but A Fanduo was far removed from the mortal world, and the Main God actually rarely interfered in worldly affairs, let alone in the form of an Oracle.

Whenever an Oracle appeared, it meant something major had happened.

"Lord Faluo, is it truly an Oracle?" An Elf raised a question. After all, without seeing it with their own eyes, there would always be doubts. When it came down to it, the Main God was not the one and only master in their hearts, but rather existed more like a senior, a parent, an employer, or a boss.

It was a complex emotion mixed with respect, awe, and love.

But the Elf population was large, and there were always some fanatical believers. Although Faluo was not one, he had already placed the Main God in the position of Faith. Hearing an Elf question it now, his expression immediately changed:

"Are you questioning me? Or are you questioning the Main God?"

They were questioning both, but it was not easy to say. Faluo held the 【Betis Scroll】 and many long-lost Spell Scrolls provided by the Main God; the Main God went without saying. In the end, everyone would have to meet in the A Fanduo Homeland, so no one would offend the Main God for no reason; at most, they would just turn a blind eye.

For a time, the atmosphere inside the circular hall was somewhat strange.

As the initiator of the organization, Faluo ultimately made a compromise between worldly affairs and Faith, as it was ultimately for the Main God's plan. "Everyone, the Oracle is here; perceive it for yourselves."

As he spoke, Faluo raised his hand, and a pale green Holy Power Light Orb instantly appeared on his palm, radiating a sense of endless peace and healing. Upon closer inspection, it also seemed to be filled with a feeling of majesty and protection.

The Oracle was not written in words; it relied entirely on Perception.

The Elf Court not far from the Tower of Governance still preserved multiple Oracles to this day. Perhaps, other than Weilanse, the other high Mages present had at least personally perceived an Oracle once in their long lives.

Under the Perception of the high Mages, the radiance of the Oracle pulsed slightly, which was very miraculous.

Before long, Faluo put away the Oracle, and the expressions of the high Mages were all different; some were shocked, some angry, and of course, some were confused or inquisitive.

"Lord Faluo, can you explain?"

Anyone could perceive the Oracle, and even anyone could explain it, but the Oracle was ultimately just a Holy Power Light Orb containing the will of the Main God. Only as a Priest closest to the god could one best understand the divine will.

Faluo did not refuse. Since he had already shown the Oracle, he naturally had to explain it clearly; after all, he would need the other Mages to contribute later!

"The Oracle says very clearly that there will be changes in the old site of the Alabaster Tower, which will have a great impact on the future destiny of the Elf race. The Main God requires us to investigate it clearly."

The so-called old site of the Alabaster Tower was actually Netheril, but as for what specific changes, what impact, and whether it was good or bad, Faluo's explanation was equally vague.

This left the high Mages even more confused. This was no different from what they had perceived, but when they communicated privately, they discovered that some saw destruction, while others saw prosperity; there was no similarity at all.

Perhaps even the Main God could not truly peer into destiny, which was why such an ambiguous Oracle was passed down.

As the youngest member of the organization who had not been a high Mage for long, Weilanse's thought was the most direct: "Lord Faluo, could it be that the Ascension Plan is nearing completion?"

If there was anything in Netheril that could affect the Elves, it would likely be the Ascension Plan. If the plan succeeded, the Netherese would possess one more god, and a mortal ascending to godhood at that; this might have a great impact on the Elves.

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