Fang Rong was silent for a while. He expected the beginning of the story, but failed to predict the end of the story.

His original plan was to come here, find the Elf Miss, and then learn what happened in the ash woods, and find a solution.

There are oracles with the goddesses of nature and balance. The Lady of Demise has not really died. Things may be a little troublesome, but there is always a glimmer of hope. For Miss Aitela, they have to take action no matter what.

But unexpectedly, the situation is much more complicated than expected. In the end, it is true that it is consistent with the prediction mentioned by Alaisha. The shadow in the forest seems to be about to die, and it will not die.

By the way, what about Alaisha? Since she came to this land, the dark dragon has been silent. She is now staying with Luo Yu and keeping silent about what happened on this land.

Fang Yu vaguely noticed a trace of subtlety, and the other party was careful and cautious, which might be related to the plans of the saints behind him. She had told him more than once that mortals should not easily get involved in the chess game of God, but Fang Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly, and sometimes things could not be allowed to do so:

"Just for a woman, even if she is an Elf Saint?"

"Ms. Alessa, there is more than just interest relationships between people." He wanted to refute the dark dragon queen, but when he thought of the other party turning against Livgard, there seemed to be no kinship relationship between the dark dragon.

He shook his head. They had actually penetrated into the chess game. The goddess of fate did not hesitate to go against her fate and fiddle with the thread of fate, and wrote the last prophecy:

At the cost of her own death, she wrote in her prophecy that a new god would be born from the embers.

But the situation was not so optimistic. Fang Yu looked at the Hailin crown in his hand. This holy object gave him the ability to trace back between the forks of fate. This long journey also made him roughly understand the working principle of the silk screen of fate: time is like a ring of Mobius, destiny occurs at the same time in the past, the future and the present, and the three interfere with each other, so it never points to a given result-

The only thing that is established in this prophecy is probably the fact that the goddess of apoptosis will be resurrected, but it is not certain what kind of posture He will be resurrected after resurrection.

Fang Rong was very suspicious that Ms. Roman made Hailin’s crown bridge in order to let herself understand this characteristic of fate in advance, but what was her intention?

Wait, Ms. Roman.

The memories of the past suddenly became clear at that moment, and the layer of fog covering it seemed to be dissipating.

The business goddess seemed to be in front of her and said to herself:

“…Death always indicates rebirth, and the storm above the sea will not subside forever.”

"Narsuyan is dead, but the hostess of the Storm will not."

"The death of an old god often means the birth of a new god. The Nagas must retreat because they are going to welcome a new mother..."

"But this time, she may not be the hostess of the Storm anymore."

"So," Fang Ling remembered asking, "The new Storm Goddess may no longer be one of the Dark Saints?"

The lady representing the balance and justice smiled and looked at him without comment. "This is just one possibility. We can only push the process, but we cannot predetermine the result. God cannot do it. This is fate."

"But the new God must have a deep connection with you."

Fang Zhu was as if he was struck by a lightning bolt and froze in place. It turned out that this was the whole picture of the entire plan. As long as the concept remains, the gods will not idly turn, and fate, apoptosis and storm will definitely be reborn.

They not only want to preserve the divine fire of apoptosis and destiny, but also...

Re-dividing the clergy of the Storm.

Fang Yu's brain is running rapidly, and all the coincidences in the past seem to be more than just coincidences.

The three goddesses who cast their eyes on him, Roman, Aimeya and Marlan, must be involved, and maybe Milera, the goddess of life, had felt a strange look not long ago.

There was a breath of life and divineness on it.

Then there was Oli, Angina, who had received their gaze from the Empire, but when did the plan begin?

‘The new god must do God’s choice.’ Or rather, God’s choice is the necessary condition for the birth of a new god. Because ‘cognition’ is the basis for God’s existence—

Only when God who conceives the three priesthoods exists in the world can He be resurrected from the divine fire.

In theory, this is not something that one or two people can do, but there is the last prophecy of fate, and the divine fire of the Apoptosis Lady has not been extinguished, so there is a reasonable possibility.

So who is the most suitable candidate?

Fang Yu couldn't help but think that he was the one who happened to have come into contact with the storm and the concept of fate at the same time, and the rest was only one with the apoptosis.

What should I do?

He raised his head and looked at the Great Saint, and had already clarified all the joints in his heart, "So what should we do? Find the divine fire of the apoptotic lady first, but how should we resurrect a god after that?"

The Great Saint looked at him with appreciation, but shook his head: "Mr. Elaine blocked his fate, so neither you nor the saints of darkness can have any future for 'His'. The only thing I can help you is to open the door of the ashes for you again-"

The speed of time passed has returned to normal at some point. The color-lost areas around it are gradually fading away. The fallen leaves have recovered, and insects are ringing in the forest again.

The power of fate over the woodland disappeared, and the wolf-like girl pulled back the dagger from the female bishop's body, watching her body turn into a pile of ashes.

Alindor was turning back in this direction, looking vigilantly at the sudden appearance of the moon elf, with one hand pressing on the sword.

Zulianna's eyes fell on the crown above Fang Lu's head, thinking. Miss Tata disappeared again at some point. Silvede and Alsana were both distracted for a moment and were unaware of anything. Both of them looked at the stranger beside Fang Lu's side in a daze.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Princess Alsana recognized the other party's identity at a glance.

Fang Zhu looked at the Great Saint and asked, "I have another question. Is Etira Greenhill Star still in the grey woods? How is she... in the condition?"

"This is exactly the other thing I want to say to you," said the Great Saint. "The situation in the Ash Woods is in danger, but the travelers of the Kingdom of God can strengthen the power of the Holy Woods. It is precisely because of her that the situation has not reached an irreversible situation."

"But this elf saint won't be able to support him for too long. If you want to save someone, it's better to hurry up."

Fang Yu closed his eyes and opened it again after a moment: "So Miss Aitela stopped the 'worm'. What is its origin? Where did it go? If the ash forest has not yet fallen, but what is going on now, why did this become like this..."

He couldn't help but think of the scene that Luo Yu had seen in the underground world. Countless swarms were heading towards the world on the surface along the roots of the holy tree. If the ash forest had not yet been lost, why would the ash disaster spread to the surface?

"The fall of the holy tree was not achieved overnight. When it began to become weak, it also gave the dark holy saints the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. The insect king Karsak is a servant of the soul-devouring Lord Atumas, created by He from the remains of the goddess of fate, but it only received a wisp of divine fire and did not receive a priesthood, so it was just a secondary god."

The Great Saint replied: "But Karsak was originally a kind of beetle that chewed the roots of the holy tree under the sea of ​​abyss, because they pose great threat to the holy tree and know the holy tree best."

"What are His weaknesses?"

"Just like all the bugs in this world, it fears flames."

Fang Yuxi silently recorded this. He looked at the great saint. She had a chance to meet with him, but the reason why she appeared now was mostly because the other party was waiting for this opportunity.

"Can you enter the Ash Woods now?"

The other party shook his head, "That is the passage to the Kingdom of Lady of Nature. There has always been only one of the great saints of the Holy White Trees who can enter. Although I am also a saint, my identity is just a cover."

"However, in addition to the Unicorn Saint, there is actually one person among the Saint Whites who can open the gate of the Ash Woods."

"Elf King."

Fang Zhu has already reached the answer. The Holy Woods and the Elves are the pinnacle of the dual power structure of autumn forest land. Since Aimeya had ever wanted to them, she has divided the authority into two.

What's more, the current Elf King, the former master of the Great Saint, and the unknown swordsman were also the leaders of this plan. Since they had penetrated into the holy tree, they naturally had the right to open the door.

He also understood why the Elf King changed his attitude in the middle, most of which were the contributions of this "Great Saint".

That happened more than a century ago. There must have been a deep past between the three of them. Although the failure of the plan finally led to the death of a dragon knight, the former king also parted ways with his old friends.

But Fang Yu no longer intends to investigate the drastic changes between this. Although he has not shown any of his performance on his face, he is actually full of worries.

The crisis of the giant tree hill was almost far away from him, but Miss Aitela's safety was like a heavy pressure on him, and he didn't even dare to think about the worst possibility.

His eyes fell on the crown of the Sea Forest in his hand again. It had lost its effect since the beginning. The ability above showed that it was cooling down until the next Holy White Moon rose.

Fang Zhu didn't know when the next Holy White Moon would rise, but the Crown's ability gave him a small surprise. He found that the Crown was not unusable in cooling, it could still be traced back, but the time for traceback would slowly increase with the passage of cooling time.

Now we can go back about one thousandth of a second. Although this time is probably not enough to start the crown, we can at least see hope and we won’t wait for hundreds of years.

What's more, it slowly accumulates to a time that can be traced back for one or two seconds, and can also save your life at critical moments and even turn the situation around.

This is the power of the holy object. He could not even think about what kind of miracles the Dawn Light Holy Sword, the Hand of Truth and the legendary Elf Holy Grail can show.

He had the eternal emblem on his hand, but in Quvenlar's words, that was half, and it didn't seem to be of any use now.

Fang Yu raised his head, his eyes were already calm. He calmed down completely, as if he had already thought of the way he should take.

At this moment, Alindor and Zulianna were walking to him. Miya didn't care much about the sudden appearance of the Great Saint, so she just looked at each other silently.

The lord of the Sun Shadow Land cast inquiring eyes. He recognized the other party, but did not know the purpose of it. Fang Yu thought for a while before telling the current situation to the three of them.

Miya was not surprised when she heard this. She knew very well who the guild alliance was. In her opinion, it was some waste that should be sent to humanitarian destruction.

In fact, she did that, but most of the time she was not capable of strength.

Zuliana seemed to know some inside information, but she couldn't say anything more from her position, so she could only choose useful ones: "Ed, are you accusing someone of the alliance to join forces with the Dark Saints?"

"This is obvious," Miya folded her sharp ear with her hand. "According to me, we should sneak back to the Elf Court and catch them all in one go."

Fang Yu quickly stopped her: "Miss Miya, we have to go to the ash woods to save people."

Zuliana shook her head with a wry smile: "If Ed's evidence is serious, we need evidence."

"That's the problem," Fang Ling replied. "There is no evidence. The guild alliance can say that they were deceived, and I guess the alliance will not investigate them."

"But they need evidence, you don't, ma'am," he said, "You've seen the scene just now. Would you deny that the female bishop has something to do with the alliance?"

"I don't," Zuliana shook her head again, "Tell me, little guy, what do you want me to do?"

"I didn't ask for it," Fang Yu looked at the other party and said, "I just hope that at critical moments, you can stand on our side."

Zuliana closed her eyes, hesitated for a moment before nodding slowly. She is a member of the club, but super competition is not her whole. She must be responsible for Xingmen Port.

Among the three, only Elindor seemed the most serious, and it was not until this moment that the elf lord spoke: "Mr. Ed, if you are saying it is true, before entering the Ash Woods, we must immediately stop the blind action of the Union Alliance and the Linnorel Council."

Fang Yu nodded, which was exactly his consideration: "First of all, we must disclose the plans of the Guild Alliance."

"Mr. Ed," said Lian Alsana, frowned, "if the upper class of Silver Wind Harbor is not blindly moving, but as you said, some of them have become the minions of the Dark Saints--"

She paused for a moment: "I'm afraid they won't compromise easily."

“It doesn’t matter.”
To be continued...