Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree-Chapter 313 - 296 Life Divine Skill

"The Despair Church worshiped the God of Despair. They believed that the future of the whole world was filled with despair. Only by understanding despair could one find their true self. Only by worshiping the God of Despair could one survive the impending disaster."

"In short, this mysterious church was quite active in our Fengye Territory, and... it had very deep roots. All the forces that tried to make trouble for them mysteriously disappeared in the end..."

"However, even though these guys often preached in the territory, they didn’t really do any bad things. It’s just that the believers who worshiped this God of Despair seemed to become quite odd."

said the guard.

"Odd?"

The young man perked up.

"That’s right."

The guard nodded and continued,

"All the believers who worshiped this God of Despair gradually distanced themselves from others, and their personalities became very gloomy. So... even though they didn’t cause any big trouble in the territory..."

The guard didn’t finish but shook his head with an expression of deep mystery.

"But?"

The young man tilted his head.

"But... if you can keep your distance, keep your distance!"

The guard took a sip of his drink.

The young man listened, deep in thought.

After gathering the information, he suddenly revealed an even brighter smile. Only to see him pull out a few water bottles from his pocket and call in a few respectful Dwarves from outside the tavern.

"Hey, bros, there’s one more thing..."

The young man licked his lips.

"What is it?"

The two guards seemed puzzled.

"Do you... want to get rich?"

The young man chuckled.

"Get rich?"

The two guards were taken aback.

Then, the young man leaned in close to the guards’ ears, speaking in a tempting and devilish tone, asked softly,

"Have you... heard of Amway?"

...

"Magic Power returns, doomsday approaches! The Segis World is about to descend into chaos... In the impending despair, if you want to survive, you must become despair itself. Only by worshiping the great God of Despair can you be redeemed!"

Gazing at the attracted residents before him, an elderly figure with a hood spoke fervently.

Beside him, the residents of Fengye City listened intently and devoutly, occasionally mimicking his actions by drawing an eerie dragon-shaped symbol on their chests.

"The God of Despair? Is this... truly a god?"

Just as the elder was exceedingly satisfied with the effects of his preaching, suddenly, an untimely voice rose.

The elder’s expression slightly froze.

Several believers immediately turned their heads, glaring angrily at the source of the voice that questioned the God of Despair.

It was a young man dressed as a Wandering Mercenary.

Seeing the angry gazes directed at him, the young man shivered, quickly forcing a dry laugh, saying, "Don’t be mad... don’t be mad... I’m just curious, just curious! After all... I’d never heard of this name before."

*Curious?*

Upon hearing this word, sensing the lack of reverence for the Divine in the other’s words, the elder’s eyes narrowed slightly.

But when he noticed the clear display of the other’s Black Iron Upper strength, his heart stirred even more.

*A Wandering Mercenary with Black Iron Power!*

*And... he seemed not to have established a solid faith yet!*

For a moment, the elder looked at him with a bit of fervor.

"Of course! The True God is indeed a genuine deity!"

He said with passionate fervor.

"However... affected by the cataclysm a thousand years ago, the True God fell into slumber, which is why you haven’t heard Her name before."

"Now, the True God is about to awaken, reclaim Her power, and naturally bring change to this despairing world!"

As he spoke, he slightly raised his hand...

Amidst the crowd’s low exclamations, a dark green brilliance appeared in his palm.

The light flashed, shining upon everyone.

For a moment, everyone felt a surge of holy power filled with life flooding into their bodies, banishing all sickness and fatigue...

"Divine Arts! This is true Divine Arts! Such a powerful healing effect, even better than the Priests of the Eternal Church!"

Feeling the strength in his body, an elderly believer cried out excitedly.

Then, he devoutly knelt down in front of the elder.

Looking at the excited believers before him, the elder was very satisfied.

However, when his gaze swept over to the mercenary, he noticed that the latter had an astonished expression.

"Life Divine Skill?"

The elder heard the astonished murmur from the young man.

Then he smiled slightly,

"Of course, it’s a Life Divine Skill!"

"In despair is where hope is born, and hope nurtures life. Therefore... the True God naturally holds the power of life! This is a high-level healing Divine Arts that only the True God’s believers can use!"

He said with fervor and pride.

"Heh heh."

Hearing his words, the mercenary chuckled softly.

However, that smile made the elder feel uncomfortable, and his brow furrowed slightly.

"Young man, do you have something to say?"

"Not at all..."

The young man shook his head and instantly his expression became very devout, "In fact... as a mercenary who often fights, I have great admiration for the True God of life. I wonder if there’s a chance for me to join the Church of the God of Despair and receive the True God’s favor?"

*Hmm?*

Seeing the change, the elder was somewhat surprised. novelbuddy.cσ๓

However, though surprised, it was not unexpected.

He displayed the superior Divine Arts exclusive to the True God, aiming to attract this mercenary, arts surpassing even those of the Eternal Lord’s healing Divine Arts!

He slightly smiled and said fervently, "Of course! In the eyes of the True God, all beings are equal. As long as you are willing to worship Her, you can receive Her recognition and protection!"

He finished, taking a slip of paper from his pocket and handed it to the young man, "If you want to become a believer of the True God, gather at this location at midnight tonight."

...

After listening to the elder’s sermon for a while in the tavern, the young man left the Dwarves he had brought along and dashed out.

He weaved through Fengye City and finally reached a cheap inn.

Hurriedly, he went upstairs to his room, opened the door, and brought up the chat interface. The young man’s excited voice resonated in the collaborative group of players advancing on Fengye City, "Comrades! Comrades! I’ve made contact with the Despair Church!"

"Well... this should make up for my past mistakes, right? Maybe now you’ll let slide what I did at the merchant guild?"

"Joining the Hand of Oak for undercover is so dull. Creating chaos within the Evil God Church is worthy of us as heirs to the Enlightenment Movement!"

"These guys claim life power comes from the God of Despair. As devotees of the Goddess, can you tolerate that?"