Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree-Chapter 107 - : Uller’s Divine Favored
Chapter 107: Chapter 107: Uller’s Divine Favored
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Seek another Elven city, Rivendell!
Although the players had not received any relevant main quest, as soon as Carlos pointed it out, their attention to this city grew increasingly intense…
And as players further interacted with other NPCs, more information about Rivendell, the once Elven city, became available.
A miraculous city, the largest vein, a legendary crafting capital…
The halo around Rivendell was no less than that of the Holy City of Feilengcui!
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In fact, Rivendell, Feilengcui, and the capital of the Elf Kingdom were originally the most famous three cities of the Elf Kingdom.
In the game, there could not be data without meaning and value!
Players strongly believed that this information about Rivendell must be another hidden quest!
Perhaps it was even related to the upcoming mainline!
In no time, players, whether spontaneously or organized by guilds, formed exploration teams one after another, wanting to find this city.
Ruins meant treasure!
And the ruins of Rivendell were said to be connected to the Underworld, full of countless monsters!
Adventure, wasn’t this exactly what players pursued?
Their actions even startled the NPCs.
Many young elves from the Flame Tribe were also curious about this city, with some even wanting to join the Chosen Ones ready for exploration, but they were stopped by their elders…
Moreover, they received scoldings from the Old Elves:
“Rivendell is full of terrifying monsters, are the Chosen Ones immortal beings, are you?!”
“You’re almost two hundred years old, can’t you mature a little?!”
“Just gaining lifespan but not intelligence? Still thinking of yourselves as kids under a hundred?!”
“Look at Divine Favored Ail! He’s only eighty, and he’s so sensible, even favored by the Mother Goddess! What about you?!”
“If you don’t behave, I’ll send you to Carlos to be apprentices!”
Finally, those curious young elves had to abandon their pursuits, staying obediently in Feilengcui, assisting their tribe in repairing the Holy City, all dejected…
The players’ actions also caught Eve’s attention.
She paid a little attention, and immediately understood the situation:
“Rivendell?”
Her heart stirred:
“It seemed I had overlooked this city.”
In the inheritance of the World Tree that Eve received, this city was mentioned quite frequently as well.
She even had the image of Rivendell being split in two by a blade from a Divine being.
And it was this very sword that formed the great rift separating the Dark Mountain Range and the Elf Forest…
“Documents and treasures aside, if it’s truly connected to the Underworld, it might actually turn out to be a promising new map…”
“According to the inheritance, the Underworld isn’t peaceful and honestly quite suitable for players to cause a stir.”
Eve thought with interest.
She didn’t release any related quests but instead remembered the players’ movements, no longer focusing on them.
Currently, her main focus still lay on the Half-Beasts and the restoration of the Holy City of Feilengcui.
The Half-Beast stronghold near the Elf Forest had to be eradicated as soon as possible!
Under her instructions, Divine Favored El, Berserker Basa, and Natural Saintess Alice had already issued missions to find Half-Beast strongholds.
The Flame Tribe had a rough idea of the location of the Half-Beast Tribe, but not the exact spot. Little Black Dragon seemed to know but refused to cooperate.
To win its heart as quickly as possible, Eve didn’t intend to use force on it.
However, Eve believed that the players should soon find the Half-Beast stronghold. After all, the area they needed to investigate had become quite small.
As for Rivendell…
The terrain around the rift was treacherous, with many high-level demon beasts. If players wanted to discover Rivendell, it wasn’t a matter of a day or two.
Finding it within one or two months would be commendable.
After all, there were just a few players who persisted in searching, with most people giving up quickly without external motivation.
“The primary issue now is the Half-Beasts and the restoration of the Holy City. Hmm… bringing the Flame Tribe on track is also important, as for Rivendell, it can be set aside for now…”
“If they truly discover Rivendell by chance, then I can create a hidden storyline.”
Eve contemplated.
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Dark Mountain Range, Rock Cave Tribe.
The days of the Half-Beast Priest had recently been very tough.
He had not closed his eyes for three days and nights.
And the only reason was that the team he had sent to ambush the elves seemed to have vanished without a trace, like a pebble thrown into the sea…
More than three hundred people, the bravest warriors of the tribe, and not a single one returned!
This incident had already stirred dissatisfaction and panic among some of the tribesmen.
Moreover, even the Black Dragon Mairrel who went along hadn’t returned…
Jushan had sent people to the ruined castle on the mountaintop to check.
The protective magic Mairrel had set around the nest was still intact.
Additionally, through the windows, faint glimpses of its hoarded gold and gemstones could be seen…
Dragons are lovers of treasure, if it had moved, it couldn’t possibly leave its hoard behind!
This indicated that Mairrel had also encountered some sudden situation, forcing it to be unable to return…
Or perhaps, it was already dead.
Thinking of this, the elderly High Priest became increasingly horrified.
Over three hundred Half-Beasts, and a Silver Upper-level Black Dragon…
They had vanished as if they’d been evaporated!
Jushan sent people to investigate, and at the edge of the Elf Forest, only traces of battle and some bloodstains remained.
Not a single corpse…
Not a single piece of remaining equipment!
What on earth did they encounter?
The more Jushan pondered, the more terrified he became.
At this point, the Elf Forest seemed to him like a fearsome, devouring beast.
“What kind of existence could accomplish all this? Could it be… there’s a legend within the Elf Forest?”
“Is it… the Favored of the Death God?”
The Giant Mountain Priest had already considered giving up this stronghold and leading his people to another place.
The treasure hoarded by Black Dragon Mairrel should be enough to support the migration of the tribesmen.
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If Mairrel were still around, Jushan would never dare think of taking its treasure, but now things were different.
In his view, there was an eighty percent chance Mairrel had met a grim fate too.
Still, the Rock Cave Tribe initially settled here by the decree of the God of Winter and Hunting.
Without the Father’s divine command, the Giant Mountain Priest didn’t dare easily make the decision to migrate…
He had prayed to the Father multiple times lately, requesting the tribe’s migration, but received no approval.
“Why… is the Father not responding to me?”
This made Jushan increasingly uneasy inside.
Just as he hesitated whether to directly arrange a sacrificial array to communicate with the Father at the risk of angering Him, a Half-Beast Priest stumbled in from outside the cavern:
“High Priest! High Priest!”
He was out of breath.
Jushan frowned:
“What happened now?”
The approaching Half-Beast Priest saluted him, speaking between pants and excitement:
“There… there’s a high-level professional in the tribe!”
High-level professional?
The eyes of Jushan narrowed slightly.
“He… he claims to be the Divine Favored of the Father!”
The priest spoke excitedly.
