Chapter 238: The Second Mythic Talent

"The Elven race… how are they now?"

Sylph asked softly, her voice tinged with melancholy.

Having awakened from the Myriad Worlds battlefield,

her memories of the past had already grown hazy,

she existed only for Su Yu.

Yet, kind-hearted as she was, she still cared for the Elven race that had once lived under her protection.

"All is well."

Miliyagris said, a touch of shame in her voice.

Once the second-greatest race of the Myriad Worlds, the Elven race

had now fallen to the very bottom of the rankings among all races.

It ought to have been the responsibility of she who held power.

As for the rankings of the ten thousand races,

Sylph, for her part, did not much care.

So long as the Elven race was free of war and lived in peace and stability, that was enough.

"The thing I left with the Elven race… is it still there?"

Sylph asked softly.

Her main purpose in coming to the Elven race was precisely this matter.

It was also in order to

let Su Yu gain one more measure of power.

"Yes, it's here."

Miliyagris replied that every generation of Elven Empress

would be in charge of an extremely important item.

It was a relic of the Elven Goddess.

Even though the Elven Goddess had passed away for untold eons,

no generation of Elven Empress had dared to use it for herself.

Call it stubbornness if you will, call it an inability to adapt,

for the Elven Empress,

what belonged to the Elven Goddess

could only be used by the Elven Goddess herself.

Miliyagris used her supreme terminal,

and from the heartwood of the World Tree

drew out a crystal.

At once, seven-colored radiance filled the entire great hall.

A crystal with eight faceted edges could be seen, suspended in the air,

crystalline and translucent, flowing with seven hues, its precious light boundless.

Sylph smiled and reached out, taking hold of it.

This had always belonged to her,

and no rule within the Myriad Worlds battlefield

could restrict her from taking it back.

"My lord."

Sylph, holding the crystal,

looked toward Su Yu, who sat not far away, propping his chin and lost in thought.

"Wh-what is it?"

Su Yu cast a nervous glance at Miliyagris before turning his eyes to Sylph.

With lotus-steps that bloomed into flowers, Sylph came to Su Yu's side like a breeze,

she held out the seven-colored crystal in her hand,

and smiled: "「Cloud Sky Demonic Flame Bow」, this is the meeting-gift I bestow upon you."

"This thing… is the acquaintance-gift I bestow upon you."

Su Yu, dazed, took the seven-colored crystal,

seven colors… within the Myriad Worlds battlefield, signified Mythic.

【Heart of Creation】

【Category: Single-use Item】

【Grade: Mythic】

【Effect: The Elven Goddess's heart of compassion for all living beings. Upon use, grants the Mythic talent 「World-Creating Spirit Transformation」.】

Looking at the Heart of Creation's attributes fed back by his lord terminal,

Su Yu felt no excitement, no thrill, much less any leaping joy,

only bewilderment.

He stared blankly at the beaming Sylph, too dumbfounded to speak.

Never in his wildest dreams had he expected

that he had promised to bring Sylph back to the Elven race for a visit…

He had originally thought Sylph was feeling nostalgic and homesick.

But,

was it really for him?

For him,

she had retrieved such a mythical artifact from the very peak of the In the Myriad Worlds battlefield...

A gift of meeting, a gift of acquaintance...

Yet I have given you nothing in return...

A bitter smile curled Su Yu's lips,

"Th-thank you."

Clutching the seven-colored crystal, the light evaporated the tears from his eyes.

"What's wrong? Not happy?"