Eve's Doubts

"It's Samuel. He has found the remaining elves."

After casting His consciousness to Samuel, Eve soon understood the whole matter.

After traveling for dozens of days, the devout elder priest crossed forests and high mountains. Finally, in the corner of the dark mountain range, he found the Flame tribe, which was one of the many tribes of the elf kingdom in the past.

With the miracle and oracle he showed, Samuel smoothly rose the elf tribe's faith.

Perceiving the photons of faith in the space of His godhead, Eve was very satisfied.

It was a good start. Although most of the elves were shallow believers, as they had just placed their faith in Eve. Other than them, only the chief Flosil and some elder elves were devout believers.

Although the Flames could not match the Gales, Eve was already very happy with this result.

When Eve listened to the believers' prayers and saw their living condition in these past few years through their memory, He sighed repeatedly.

They led a wandering life to hide themselves from human and orc hunting teams. As they lacked food due to their tortuous environment they were in, they had to resort to eating grass roots and bark to survive the hardest times.

Numerous elderly elves walked their last step while migrating. Countless elves in their prime died while fighting against enemies along the way. And a large amount of young elves died an early death or became possession of others.

Among the many elf tribes, the Flame tribe with an original population of nearly ten thousand was considered as a big tribe. However, less than three hundred elves remained now. Moreover, most of them were old, weak, sick or mamed. Their average level was lower than Low Iron.

In 1000 years, the elves had suffered a lot. Eve never doubted that if this situation continued, elves might just live in history books in less than a hundred years.

"You all have suffered a lot. Since I have obtained the inheritance of the World Tree, I will bless all of you."

Eve sighed deeply, took a few points of divine force, and gave them to the elves across the void.

With Eve's divine force, the Flames who recovered their faith instantly felt as if a ring of holy light fell upon them. Warm and tender, the light immediately dispelled all their sickness and pain.

Everybody felt the newfound vitality in their bodies. Even the elderly elves whose bodies declined radiated vitality and vigor.

Moreover, they also felt vaguely that some shackles broke inside them. Their whole body and soul seemed to be freer.

It was the sealing spell put on elves after the War of Gods, which passed on from generation to generation. It was also the reason why elves fell from Silver levels.

After they restored their faith, Eve was able to break the spell on them.

Of course, because the spell wasn't truly binding, those enemies wouldn't notice that Eve had dispelled it.

With the shackles on them broken, the elves' level instantly increased exponentially. Several elves even crossed the boundary between the levels directly to reach Intermediate Iron!

Of course, that was the limit of their improvement.

It wasn't because Eve couldn't continue to help them increase their level. But because if they continued to level, they would drain their potential.

These indigenous elves were different from the players. They were the offspring of the original elves. They were not directly born from the World Tree.

Although these elves had a long life expectancy of 1000 years like original elves, they were not as gifted as the original elves.

But with the players' bodies being created by Eve, they were considered as the original elves.

In addition, their bodies had been modified to some degree. They were not only gifted but also able to bear more divine force given by Eve. Their innate constitution was far better than the indigenous elves.

"The favor of the god! This is the favor of the god!"

Feeling their bodies changing, every elf in the Flame tribe were exhilarated.

Some old elves even started devoutly praying while crying in a low tone,

"Mother God did not leave… Mother God did not leave…"

"Kind Mother of Nature, the true god we love, thank you for your favor…"

"Praise the Mother of Nature. Praise the Goddess of Life. Praise the Great Master of Elves!"

Seeing the elves so excited, Flosil was tearful. She trembled, got down on her knees and bowed down deeply towards the north. After staying in that position for a while, she stood up with Samuel's help.

"Go home…"

Her lips moved and the wrinkles in her face quivered as she looked at the elves under the platform.

"Go home…!"

She said it again more determinedly, her expression more pious.

"We go home!"

She yelled in excitement. Her trembling voice spread far with the elves' prayers…

Very far…

…

…

With Samuel's help, the Flame tribe started their journey.

This time, they were no longer wandering. This time, they were no longer confused.

They knew where they belonged…

They were going home now.

Perceiving more than two hundred believers' anxiety and exhilaration in the space of His godhead, Eve sighed deeply.

"The former World Tree, what on earth have you done? Why did the gods besiege you? Did they really only covet your divine mission and religion?"

At this moment, Eve was more curious than ever about the truth of the War of Gods 1000 ago.

Although Eve had obtained the World Tree's inheritance and knew who were His enemies, the reason for the War of Gods was vague in His memory. The former World Tree only talked to Him about the conflicts of religions.

But when Eve saw the former Silver race being reduced to such a miserable state, He couldn't help but wonder whether some important clues were missing from the incomplete inheritance.

However, Eve couldn't afford to think of these matters now. Now, He needed to recover His power as soon as possible.

His enemies would come back sooner or later. The truth would emerge one day.

What Eve needed to do now was to make Himself powerful enough before facing them. He would then defeat all the enemies and become the strongest in Sagas again!

The process would be difficult, but it was not impossible with the assistance of the elf race and the players.

Thinking of this, Eve became increasingly more determined.

"The players' growth and the elves' return are joyous occasions. Ha ha, a second pre-OBT seems urgent now. The 300 current players are barely enough."

He pondered for a while and decided to have the second pre-OBT one and a half months later, which was ten days later on the blue planet.

Eve made the decision based on the Flames' returns. He calculated that the Flames would need about two months to return to the central area of the forest of elves. By then, Eve would have trained the new players to help them settle down.

As for the 300 current players in the first pre-OBT, Eve had already thought of a new rival for them.

It was the orc tribe entrenched near the forest of elves.

But before this, Eve might as well have them explore Florence, as they might discover something new.

Thinking of this, Eve used divine force to give the players a new task:

The main task: Explore the holy city!