I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Chapter 393: Corellon, the Elf God

A high elf wearing hollow armor and holding a silver longbow appeared next to the old elf with fluttering silver hair.

The green light remaining on the longbow indicated that the weapon had just unleashed powerful energy.

Although the difference in size was ridiculous, Falazul, who was hit in the front teeth by the green arrow, still retreated a long distance.

"Corellon..."

Falazul's soul flame roared hoarsely.

"Corellon Larethian!"

……

In the underground temple of the Elven Courtyard, Shahani, who had completed all the preparations, stopped what she was doing and raised her head.

It was as if her gaze could penetrate the dome of the temple and the plane barriers and see the elven kingdom in the astral realm.

To most elven gods, Corellon is not a villain.

As the main god, Corellon is not very wise, and his childlike emotions are even maddening;

As a father, Elise would have more say, and given Elise's personality, what she says would definitely not be good words.

But it must be said that Corellon is a qualified racial god.

When the elves were weak and there were less than ten gods in the pantheon, in order to help the elves escape from the high-pressure rule of the dragons, Corellon launched a counterattack against the dragon gods without hesitation;

In the middle of the Second Age, even during the Elven Civil War, Corellon insisted on the development concept of gentle coexistence with other races.

This is also why after the end of the Elf Age, no race launched an all-out war against the weak elves.

Even though the orcs would fight anyone they met, they only launched a few small-scale harassment attacks on the elves.

This also made Shahani, who had been singing against Corellon for nearly ten thousand years, hesitant while holding the ritual emblem.

Ever since she traveled through the channel to the Kingdom of God to the main material plane, her power has been greatly suppressed.

Losing the divine power is secondary. The key is that she is now completely unable to sense the situation in the kingdom of God.

The other two goddesses stayed silently aside. Even Hanali, who always loved gossip and noise, lowered her breathing for fear of disturbing Shahani who was deep in thought.

On the other side, Xiling was also feeling extremely complicated at the moment.

Although she really wanted to abandon it all and rush back to Breath of the Moon Sea - if her guess was correct, Ivan might have arrived at the dark elf city now.

I just don't know if my mother will deliberately make things difficult for him.

After all, sometimes, when Alvin becomes perverted, he can be really annoying.

But when she saw that Corellon's fate was hanging in the air, Xiling felt that she couldn't just wave her hand and leave.

She and Lian lacked family affection when they were growing up.

So even though her mother said so many bad things about Corellon, Xiling still couldn't hate this grandfather whom she had only met once.

The half-elf followed Shahani's gaze and slowly raised his head.

This high elf pantheon, which has become a ruin, has a sculpture of the main god Corellon in the center.

The high-spirited, fair and just young elf was very different from the hunchbacked, alcoholic image in the Kingdom of God.

Xiling really wanted to hear her grandfather tell her the stories she had missed.

Whether it's his mother Iris, Elohine, or Corellon himself.

Shahani's hand holding the last emblem just hovered in the air, motionless.

Xiling even saw an indescribable struggle in the eyes of the elf with a stern expression.

Suddenly, an indescribable wave appeared above the ruins.

Xiling raised her head. She couldn’t describe what the feeling was exactly.

But Hanali, as a deity, knew this very well.

"Sha, Sha, Shahani!"

This elf goddess, who was about the same height as Xiling but had the personality of a child, raised her neck and shouted loudly.

"Shahani!!!"

"Don't be so loud, I can hear you."

Putting down the emblem in her hand, Shahani, who did not start the ceremony, also looked upward, her lips moving slightly a few times.

Xiling, who was far away, had very good eyesight. She couldn't hear Shahani's voice, but her lip movements allowed her to understand the words.

"The passage to the Kingdom of God has been opened again."

……

Solonor was almost thrown by Corellon and pushed into the passage to the kingdom of God.

As the elder brother of a sinner, he has been helping his younger brother to "atone for his sins" in his own way.

That is to always put yourself in the most dangerous place.

Perhaps one day, he would fall in the front line of the battle, but this might earn Corellon's forgiveness for his brother.

But today, Corellon did not give him this opportunity.

He stood up slowly, letting his mind slowly regain clarity.

The passage to the kingdom of God is not a comfortable elevator. The disorientation caused by the plane jump alone makes Solonor, who was once a mortal creature, feel very uncomfortable.

But he was a mid-level god after all, and he quickly recovered himself to a state where he could move.

The elven gods who had evacuated from earlier were all around. They were sitting on the stone pavement of the elven courtyard, looking around in a daze.

Some gods looked at their hands helplessly, as if they were not used to the state of losing most of their divine power.

Suddenly, the tall elf turned his hand, raised his longbow, and shot a divine arrow behind him.

He is the god of hunting. Even if his divine power is dwindling, his natural keen perception remains.

In the main material plane, even powerful beings of legendary rank cannot fight against a god like him who has descended to the earth in his original form.

But although he accurately judged his own strength, he misjudged the opponent.

An ordinary wooden stick hit the huge longbow in his hand, causing the condensed arrow of divine power to scatter directly.

At the same time, a deafening sound reached the ears of every elf god present, and the sound was hoarse like an old bellows.

"Who can tell me what is going on!"

A snow-white skeleton, wearing an equally white robe, appeared before Solonor's eyes.

There was still a trace of green energy on the skeleton's leg bones that had not yet dissipated.

“You, you are——”

Soon, Solonor recognized the true identity of the skeleton.

"You are His Highness Rillifane Rorazil!"

The tall elf's low mood began to dissipate.

Solonor himself didn't notice that his voice became a little excited, like a bullied child who finally met his parents.