Chapter 379: Chapter 379: Divine Shard (Fourth Update)
Quintina began to gulp down the wine.
Xue An sat in a chair, watching the elves below frolicking and cavorting.
His two daughters were already playing madly with Isabella.
The warm and joyful scene made Xue An break into a smile.
He had encountered the elf race during his travels across The Multiverse Realms years ago.
At that time, he had taken a liking to this kind-hearted race that loved peace and harmony, which was also why he was willing to lend a hand.
Xue An slowly drank a cup of wine, a smile appearing on his lips.
But even the kindest of races have their moments of anger.
Like now.
Outside the Elf Sanctuary.
Around an abandoned farm.
A group of dark druids was lying in wait in silence.
It had been seven to eight hours since their leader, the Druid High Priest Stukely, had entered.
The group of dark druids couldn’t help but grow a little restless.
“Mage lord, why has the High Priest been inside for so long?” someone asked softly in the language of nature.
The one called Mage lord was Toran, a being whose status was second only to the High Priest Stukely among these druids.
Toran also frowned slightly.
After all, dealing with a deceased elf deity shouldn’t take this long!
Yet Toran had great confidence in Stukely and did not believe anything could happen to him, so he said in a deep voice,
“Since the High Priest ordered us to wait here, let’s not act rashly. Let’s wait a bit longer; he might come out soon.”
“Yes!” the druids responded.
Then, one of the druids chuckled and said, “Hehe, all these elves are quite beautiful. Once we capture this race, we’ll have our fun!”
His words drew laughter from many druids.
The topic gradually became more indecent.
Toran didn’t speak.
As a druid mage, he had to maintain a sense of aloofness and mystery.
However, he deeply agreed with his subordinates’ conversation.
Thinking of those ethereal elf women, his heartbeat couldn’t help but quicken.
While this group of druids was chatting merrily,
the night suddenly fell silent.
A faint vibration came from the ground beneath them.
Toran was slightly startled.
Then he felt a powerful force of nature suddenly strike.
His expression changed, and he bellowed, “We’re under attack!”
But it was a little too late.
At least a dozen dark druids were immediately entangled by vines.
In the dark of night, the rustling sound of vines crawling could be heard everywhere, as if countless snakes were slithering and wriggling.
This horrifying scene sent chills down Toran’s spine, and then he yelled, “Calm!”
With his command,
the vines within several dozen meters around him all came to a standstill.
Toran took a deep breath and shouted, “Transform, all of you!”
The remaining twenty or thirty dark druids howled at the command, transforming into various animals.
There were dark wolves.
There were black giant eagles.
There was even a giant black bear over three meters tall.
This is the druid’s most powerful killing move, Shapeshifting!
If Stukely hadn’t been controlled by vines from Xue An, once he used shapeshifting, he wouldn’t have been so easily devoured by the elf goddess.
Now that this group of dark druids had all transformed, To Ran finally felt a bit more confident and was about to counterattack.
The once static vines suddenly started to twist wildly, then surged forth with an even more formidable momentum than before.
A few of the transformed druids only resisted for a moment before being directly bound by the vines.
The Black Giant Eagles wanted to spread their wings and fly away upon seeing this.
But a slender tendril had already silently entwined around it and then suddenly contracted.
The giant eagle let out a miserable cry.
The tendrils were covered with iron-hard barbs that had already deeply penetrated the body of the giant eagle.
Thorns Spell!
To Ran watched this scene, his soul greatly alarmed, and was about to shout in retaliation.
Several roots coiled up from under his feet, ensnaring his ankles and then suddenly flinging him upward.
To Ran then found himself suspended upside down in the air.
At this point, all of these dark druids were bound.
Then a vine rose up, and after a flower bud bloomed, a woman in green floated in mid-air, her expression cold as she watched this group of druids.
That pure and formidable Force of Nature turned To Ran pale, “Goddess… Goddess!”
The woman in green nodded slightly, carrying a whiff of annoyed air as she said, “Have the druids really fallen to such depths? Of the same natural kinship, yet you plot to harm my children?”
To Ran was full of terror.
The appearance of the elf goddess naturally meant that something had happened to the High Priest Stukely.
How could he not fear?
“Goddess, spare my life!” begged To Ran.
The elf goddess pondered for a moment.
She was not a deity who relished killing.
This time, if she hadn’t been pushed to her limit, she wouldn’t have devoured Stukely.
And though these druids were punishable by heart, their crimes did not warrant death.
So after hesitating briefly, she waved her hand, and countless vines gradually retracted, then she coldly said, “I will spare you this once. Remember, if you dare to target my Elf Race again, I will definitely strip you of your Heart of Nature!”
“Yes! Thank you, Divine Lady!” To Ran replied with a trembling voice, and then proceeded to lead the group of druids who had narrowly escaped to flee in disarray.
As he fled, To Ran couldn’t help thinking, who said the Elf Race were easy to bully?
Even a cornered rabbit will bite!
Moreover, this goddess didn’t seem at all like someone who was dying!
As for the death of Stukely…
To Ran felt a secret thrill in his heart. It was better that he was dead, for now he had a chance to rise to power.
Meanwhile, within the Elf Sanctuary, Xue An set down his wine glass with a slight smile, “Actually, you shouldn’t have let them go.”
The elf goddess returned to Xue An’s side, sighing softly.
“As beings of the same natural kinship, I still couldn’t bring myself to do it.”
“But when they wanted to deal with the Elf Race, they didn’t consider the same natural kinship!” Xue An said lightly.
The elf goddess shook her head, “Let it be, having killed one Stukely, that should already make them know fear.”
Xue An laughed, this was the typical way of the Elf Race.
That was also why this once powerful race later fared so poorly in The Multiverse Realms.
You should spare others where you can, but others may not think the same.
“Sir, from now on, you may call me Chloris! It is my true name!” the elf goddess suddenly said.
Xue An nodded, “Forest Goddess?”
Chloris nodded, “After the divine twilight, the divine status of the Forest Goddess shattered. A piece of it fell upon this great tree, and then I gradually grew from it!”
Xue An smiled, “No wonder that druid priest was so eager to obtain your tree heart. With a shard of your Divine Status, he would have the chance to ascend as a nature god!”