Blasphemy: 14th Preliminary Day

When the early morning light once again illuminated the Central Mountains, the hustle and bustle here finally came to an end. But the traces of that war are everywhere. The valley outside the elven underground castle was filled with broken swords, embers of trees, and blood seeping deeply into the soil.

It was quiet inside the orc camp. The orc warriors who were still able to move had all been withdrawn, but they were too exhausted to take care of the bodies of the dead. Therefore, in the temporary camp, there were nearly 10,000 orc warriors lying in a huddle. corpse. Beside the camp, there are also tens of thousands of orc corpses piled up. They are the corpses of orc warriors that were recovered when cleaning the battlefield after yesterday’s battle. Any body is useful to the mysterious figure who originally led the orcs. Therefore, the orcs simply took back the bodies of thousands of elven warriors on the battlefield.

Now the orcs have embarked on their way back, but this way back is not easy. Their departure route was clearly marked, of course using the corpses of diseased orcs. By the creek, on the mountains, and by the woods, corpses of orcs lying dead on the ground can be seen everywhere. Occasionally, an orc dressed as a priest will appear among the corpses, often holding a totem flag tightly in their arms. The appearance of this scene often means that all the prime-age orcs in this orc tribe have died.

The corpses of the orcs are like green road signs, pointing in the direction of the orc empire.

On the battlefield, tens of thousands of elves are busy non-stop at the moment. They wanted to recover the bodies of their comrades and bury them under the kanachi tree. The tall Kanachi tree grows rapidly and has roots that spread far and wide. The elves in the Green Sea believe that after the elves die and are buried under this kind of tree, they can return to the embrace of the earth and the forest.

The corpses of the orcs were piled together. Originally, they were all going to be burned, but the corpses were indispensable to Rogge, a necromancer, so they were piled there temporarily. It was still very cold in the northern country at this time, so the body would not rot for a while. Fatty has asked all the elf mages to go all out to study the corpses of these orcs to see how they are different from the previous orcs.

In this battle, the natural disasters unleashed by the orcs eventually became their own disaster. They sacrificed the lives of more than 40,000 warriors, only to receive less than 3,000 elves casualties. After the natural disaster, all the elves need to do is stay in the underground fortress and wait for the orcs to get sick and evacuate. At that time, many strong men on the elven side have already fought to the point of exhaustion, and they are not fighting under natural disasters. The power of Rogge and Adeleni’s curse will be greatly reduced, and the combat effectiveness of the orc warriors will be fully utilized. The battle would become a slog again.

After this battle, the elves who escaped from the Green Sea finally began to obey Rogge’s orders. Perhaps due to acclimatization, the several Green Sea Elf elders imprisoned by Rogge suddenly became seriously ill at the same time. In just one day, they seemed to be dying.

With these stumbling blocks gone, and with the remaining power of defeating the orcs in one battle, Rogge took the opportunity to take over the power, and initially brought these elves under his command. Anyway, the fat man had finally read the Book of Hero, and there was finally hope that the identity of this divine envoy could be corrected. Therefore, the fat man felt much more confident when he commanded the elves.

The Central Mountains temporarily calmed down. In this battle, the orcs suffered heavy losses, and the elite elves were almost completely lost in the battle of Green Sea, and were unable to counterattack Green Sea.

After experiencing such a setback, the pragmatic voices among the elves increased significantly, or to put it more bluntly, the elves in the Oracle City took leadership, and Rogge’s status as the envoy of the Green Sea was obtained among the Green Sea elves. Confirmed. Although Hughes was unwilling, he was still appointed as the Great Elder by Rogge and was responsible for making decisions on many specific matters.

As for the imprisoned elven elders, they fell ill and died every three days after the war ended.

But the elves were not accustomed to underground life after all. As soon as the orcs evacuated, they walked out of the underground fortress and went to the old site of the Oracle City to rebuild this beautiful elven city. The flesh and blood of tens of thousands of orcs in the City of Oracle have been turned into fertilizer for the plants. However, the clear lake water has been polluted by the numerous orcs and war beasts, making it difficult to recover.

When the elves of the Green Sea fled, they only had time to bring out a few of the most important things. This includes the seeds of three ancient elven trees, plus the original three ancient elven trees in Oracle City. Although it is still not enough to support the lives of 50,000 elves, it can still survive. Amaro, who has extremely strong vitality, performed extremely well in this battle. He did not act rashly at all. He was just like a docile domestic dog. How could he have any majesty of a high-ranking demon?

But tameness has brought it unprecedented benefits. Now it only needs to lie down in the magic circle for most of the day every day. After supplying the magic power of the ancient elf tree, it will be allowed to move freely around the Oracle City for a while. Compared with the past when I was surrounded by blood-sucking thorns, this was simply heaven. As for why it not only no longer harms the elves, but also doesn’t even dare to escape, this secret is only in the hands of a very small number of people.

Ordinary elves do not understand the secret, but they have all heard how Amaro was tamed. Therefore, everyone looked at Constantine with more respect and fear, and the tone when speaking to him no longer contained the inherent arrogance that elves have when facing other races. As for Eiffel, who directed Constantine around in chaos, no one would despise him.

The elves are keenly observant. Although they cannot understand what Amaro is saying, they feel that it only changes its mood in the presence of a few people. It was fear in front of Constantine, intimacy in front of Eiffel, confusion in front of Hughes, and anger when it met the fat man.

The reconstruction of Oracle City was a slow and arduous process. The limited magic power was allocated to defense and warfare to the maximum extent, while delicacy and beauty were ranked at the bottom of the list. This decision did not cause much controversy among the elves. After all, no elves wanted the scene in the Green Sea to happen again.

As if in response to the relaxed atmosphere just after the war, the weather on this day was rare and clear.

Under the high sky, Eiffel sat on a big rock, and the cold wind gently blew her golden hair. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the gloomy mountains in the distance, wondering what she was thinking.

More than a dozen deer lingered around her, and sometimes they would come over and nuzzle her boots affectionately. This alpine short-tailed deer is very common in the Central Mountains. They are not big in size, but their jumping ability is amazing. They can jump back and forth on the rocks freely. Except for the birds of prey flying in the sky, it is difficult for ordinary monsters to capture them.

Ai Feier gently patted the head of a deer next to her. It seemed to be very comfortable, hooted, and then lazily walked away. For some reason, these short-tailed deer looked listless today, completely lacking the intelligence and spirit of mountain creatures. A short-tailed deer lingered a few times on the rocks in the distance, seemingly hesitant to jump. Before it could decide, it fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

The rest of the short-tailed deer whined, and they had no choice but to continue wandering aimlessly on the mountains. After a while, another deer fell to the ground.

Aifeier looked at this group of deer and just sighed softly.

A deep voice suddenly sounded from behind Eiffel: “Are they the ones who carried the seeds of plague to the orcs?”

The elf girl nodded.

Constantine stood next to Eiffel, looked at the deer, sighed, and said: “Now that the plague has spread, their mission has been completed. But their final fate is destined to be the same as those orcs. I can’t help them.”

Aiffel turned her head and looked at Constantine. At this moment, the cardinal’s hair was messy, his eyes were dark and bloodshot, and he had a look of exhaustion that couldn’t be concealed on his face. In these days, Constantine first treated the injured elves in the Green Sea, and then cast blessings to suppress natural disasters on thousands of elven warriors. After the war, he had to treat the wounded and exorcise the curses on the elves who were unfortunate enough to be cursed by natural disasters. Almost never sleeps a wink.

In fact, in this war, although Constantine did not directly go into battle to kill the enemy, he still played a major role. Without his presence, at least nearly a thousand elves would have died of serious injuries. Only a light mage like Constantine, who possesses extremely profound magical attainments, can complete such an almost impossible task. When casting a large-scale curse exorcism blessing, even a top-notch light mage can only cast it two or three times, affecting a hundred people.

“You have been busy rescuing people, how can you have extra mana to ask them for help? I don’t want them to become like this! But there is nothing I can do.” Effie said.

Constantine was silent for a while, stretched out his hand in front of Effier, and said slowly: “Effier, this thing belongs to you too, right?”

In the open palm of the cardinal’s hand, there was a small transparent insect with pointed ends, twisting and hissing, sniffing the scent of flesh and blood, looking for a victim.

Ai Feier nodded and said: “So you know everything. Yes, I put them there.”

Constantine stared at Eiffel, her eyes were still as clear as a spring, looking back straight. There is no impurity in her gaze, her eyes, or her soul. Her innocent eyes seemed to have invisible pressure, which even made Constantine want to avoid them involuntarily.

The cardinal finally sighed and said: “Eiffel, I really don’t understand why your methods are so ruthless, but your soul can be so pure? The scriptures don’t give me the answer to this question. .”

“My methods are ruthless?” Eiffel looked at Constantine strangely, but then suddenly said: “Oh, I understand, you evaluate me like this because the number of orcs who died because of me is too large. More! What you are holding are the larvae of the royal bee. Of course, they are no longer the original bee worms. I used the sacred spell you taught me to slightly change them. They were all placed in the City of Oracles. . Also, I put the seeds of plague on these short-tailed deer.”

“Then do you know how many lives will disappear with what you do? Have you clearly calculated it?” Constantine stared at Eiffel and asked word by word.

“How many orcs will die in my hands?” Eiffel thought for a moment, put a pair of slender hands in front of her eyes, and slowly counted: “One hundred thousand…one hundred and ten thousand, well, at most, ten Thirty or forty thousand is over.”

“Is life just a number to you?” Constantine’s voice was already a bit harsh.

Aifeier looked at him, not caring about his undisguised anger, and just said: “Of course not. But killing all the orcs, isn’t that the purpose of our war? Besides, the orcs are killing all the orcs in the Green Sea. There are over 150,000 elves. You see, the scripture you gave me also said that in order to spread the glory of the Supreme God, killing pagans who harm believers is an expression of faith. So as an elf, have I done anything wrong? ”

Eiffel looked at Constantine and said: “If it were you and you had to choose between the death of a hundred pagans and the death of one devout believer, what would you do?”

Under her clear gaze, the cardinal suddenly felt stressed.

Yeah, what would he choose? Does he have a choice? His only choice was clearly recorded in the scripture, which was the scripture he gave to Eiffel. Constantine always felt that there was something wrong in Effie’s words, or something that made him uncomfortable, but he couldn’t explain it. All her logic is so simple and correct. Her correctness has been proven by the scriptures.

“But Eiffel, even if we have to destroy life for our beliefs, we must… also have a respectful attitude towards life.” Constantine considered the words carefully, and for the first time he felt that language was so poor. .

“I love you, but I have to kill you.” Eiffel sang this sentence in a chant, and then said: “Is that so?”

I have to admit that her voice is very clear and sweet. If she sang in the church full-time, she would definitely leave a mark in the canon of church history. But the content of her words was more lethal than her voice. The cardinal, who thought his eyes had penetrated the illusion of the world, was unable to argue.

“Hypocrisy! This is what you humans like to do the most.” Eiffel couldn’t wait for Constantine’s answer, so she gave him an unceremonious conclusion, stood up and jumped down from the rock. He added: “The clan members are all moving, and I have to go back to help.”

The cardinal stopped her and said, “Wait a minute! Where did you get these…the larvae of the royal bee and the seeds of the plague? Also, what sacred magic did you use to transform them?” Why don’t I remember teaching you such a spell?”

Effier said: “Each tribe of our elves has different mythical beasts for different purposes, and the royal bee is one of them. As for plagues, we have all kinds of plague seeds that have occurred in the Central Mountains in the past thousands of years. A little bit has been preserved. It was originally intended to be used to resist the plague. As for the sacred spell to improve them, it is the prophecy you taught me! It is really useful!”

“Prophecy?! This is impossible!” Constantine never imagined that it would be this! And he couldn’t figure out why prophecy had such an effect. Although this sacred magic has always been known for its unpredictable results.

“Nothing is impossible. Haven’t you been wondering why my soul is so pure? That’s because I have a clear purpose and the simplest and most determined persistence, or in your words, I have faith. For this purpose, no matter what I do, I believe that what I do is right. Therefore, my soul is naturally pure.”

After Eiffel finished speaking, she looked at Constantine, with a flash of divine light on her body, and said: “It’s best that you find another pair of faith shackles, your faith will be shaken.”

Constantine laughed and said: “Your prophecy…”

He suddenly couldn’t speak anymore~IndoMTL.com~ Looking at Effie’s beautiful figure jumping lightly on the rocks and leaving, the cardinal was thoughtful.

At this time, the strong men were busy with their own affairs. Except for Hughes and Constantine, who stayed in the newly built Oracle City, everyone else had dispersed. Rogge and Froya were also in the northbound carriage, escorted by a small group of elf knights back to the imperial capital.

Taking a carriage back to the imperial capital, the journey was romantic but time-consuming. But Froya insisted on this, and Rogge thought that there were no urgent matters to be dealt with in the imperial capital, so he decided to accompany the little goblin to travel all the way back to the imperial capital. In fact, the Northland is still covered in ice and snow at the moment. Looking around, it is all vast and desolate. How can there be any scenery at all? But as long as there is this unpredictable and charming little fairy who can make people turn from love to hate, and from hate to love at all times, no matter what kind of poor mountains and rivers, they will immediately become a fairyland in the world.

It is warm and cozy in the carriage at this moment.

Froya kept poking the fat man’s waist with her long nails, and electric fire was beating on her fingertips, while saying: “What are you thinking about? What’s so good about the window? Come and see me!”

Rogg turned back with a smile, thinking that the little goblin was tickling him, and said: “I was just calculating, a few strong men died at my hands.”