Chapter 518: Chapter 474: The Current Situation of the Elf Clan
A thousand years ago, the Elf Clan suffered attacks from many races, and even the Mother Goddess who protected the race fell. It was only recently that she returned in a new form, secretly.
At this mont, Taylor vaguely understood why the Divine Race accepted the purification of their bloodline, allowing them to beco new mbers.
If what Miss Nighthawk said was true, then over the thousand years, the Elf Clan had been so persecuted by other races that their numbers had dwindled.
And the elves had long periods of reproduction and growth. If they wanted to achieve revitalization, they needed a certain level of population support.
Hence, the opportunity for them to purify their bloodline arose…
This was Taylor’s guess.
However, Taylor also understood that to gain sothing, one had to pay the corresponding price.
After being saved by the Divine Race and offering his faith to the Life Goddess Eve, Taylor decided on his path…
Ultimately, they shared a bloodline connection with the Divine Race. To revert and beco the powerful beings they admired, no one in the Oros Half-plane could refuse.
And after becoming a mber of the Divine Race, it seed only natural to Taylor to strive for the Elf Clan.
Only if the Divine Race beca more powerful could they live better lives.
Otherwise, if the Divine Race faltered, even the Oros Half-plane might be invaded by other powerful races…
The fight for the revitalization of the Elf Clan was not only for the elves, for the goddess, but also for himself.
However, although he understood everything in his heart, Taylor still had another doubt:
“But… since the Chosen Ones have such strong potential and possess the miraculous ability to revive, why doesn’t Her Excellency the Goddess turn all elves into Chosen Ones?”
“That’s not possible.”
Nightingale shook her head.
“The Chosen Ones are special, and supposedly, they will eventually leave one day.”
“What we can do is continuously grow stronger with the help of the Chosen Ones, to once again lead the Elf Clan to glory…”
As Nightingale spoke, she seed to rember sothing, her expression sowhat lost.
*Would there really co a day when they leave…*
*For so reason, hearing Nightingale put it like this, Taylor suddenly felt a bit sad.*
*Even though he hadn’t spent much ti with the Chosen Ones of the Divine Race, he still respected and liked those lively fellows.*
“I understand. So, Lady Nightingale, if I want to grow from a Half-Elf into a true elf, what should I do?”
Taylor sighed and posed another question.
After listening, Nightingale erged from that inexplicable loss.
She forced a smile and explained:
“It’s like this.”
“You need to receive teachings from other elves in the temple, delving deeper into the ‘Life Scripture,’ along with our history and culture…”
“The temple holds periodic examinations; by passing them, you can qualify for another bloodline purification to beco a Pureblood Elf.”
“Of course, if you make outstanding contributions, such as developing many life believers, combining the otherworld knowledge of the Chosen Ones to invent sothing novel, or making significant contributions to the reconstruction work in the Elf Forest, you also have a chance to qualify.”
So that’s how it was.
Taylor nodded.
He admired the culture of the Divine Race very much, after all… the civilization of the entire Oros Half-plane was bequeathed by the elves.
To have the opportunity to learn the true elf culture and understand the true elf history not only helped him establish himself in this new world but was a pilgrimage in itself.
And thinking of the pilgrimage, Taylor was moved once more:
“Oh, right, Miss Nighthawk, I heard other Divine Race, um… Chosen Ones say that the Eve Goddess resides in this world too?”
“That’s correct.”
Nightingale nodded.
After speaking, her gaze turned toward Cenolan Square in front of the Life Temple in the city.
The square was an essential feature of every Elf City, and this custom even continued into the Oros Half-plane.
Nightingale’s gaze focused on a large array with a radius of over a dozen ters, situated on the square.
Following her gaze, Taylor saw a colossal array intermittently shimring with radiant light, with new elves continuously erging from it, while others entered.
This was a legendary large Teleportation Array!
However, Taylor noticed that most of the elves coming and going wore exquisite armor and robes, completely different from Nightingale’s graceful attire.
And these elves were almost all Chosen Ones.
“Do you see that array? It leads to another Elf City, a city established by the Chosen Ones, called the Chosen City.”
“It is an incredibly fascinating and beautiful city, located in a different space, and is also our Elf Clan’s Holy City. Only the Chosen Ones who protect the goddess and the elves who have been bestowed with the task system by the goddess can enter.”
“The true form of Her Excellency the Goddess is also in this city. If you are fortunate enough to beco a true elf and receive the task system bestowed by Her Excellency the Goddess, you can go there on a pilgrimage.”
Nightingale explained.
The Holy City of the Elf Clan?
The true form of the goddess?
Taylor’s expression grew solemn.
He nodded earnestly, determining that he must work hard to qualify as a true elf and then make a pilgrimage to the Chosen City.
However, he didn’t quite understand a term that Miss Nighthawk ntioned:
“Task system?”
“That’s a special ability bestowed by the goddess to her faithful devotees. You are already a devout believer. If you beco a Pureblood Elf, you will awaken it.”
“With the task system, you can assign tasks to other Chosen Ones, asking them to assist you in completing tasks you cannot accomplish on your own.”
“For the Chosen Ones, their greatest interest is seeking fun, and completing tasks issued by other elves in the task system is also their passion and pursuit.”
Nightingale smiled as she explained.
Assign tasks to the Chosen Ones?
*Is this how it works?*
Taylor was slightly stunned.
He finally understood why so Chosen Ones were so flattering to Miss Nighthawk; it turned out there were indeed “tasks” involved!
However, because of this, he was a bit confused about whether the Chosen Ones’ status was high or low…
If considered high, other elves could issue tasks through the task system to have them help.
If considered low, Taylor noticed that the Divine Race who had returned as elves near the temple clearly held a visible respect for those armored and robed Chosen Ones.
All in all… it’s very peculiar.
Just then, Taylor suddenly heard a thunderous roar echoing from afar.
The sound seed to co from a nearby area of city ruins, startling Taylor.
Taylor looked in the direction of the sound and saw, in the distance, a group of fully ard elves surrounding a still-unrestored building ruin.
They appeared tense, as if waiting for sothing.
Noticing the encircled elf among them, holding a cylindrical tal object in hand, Taylor’s curiosity piqued.
The tal object continuously emitted smoke, and there was also a small green human-shaped creature bound before the elf.
The creature had a bloody hole in its body, seemingly suffering so kind of penetrating damage.
Then, under Taylor’s astonished gaze, he saw the creature’s body rapidly age, finally turning into ashes…
Seeing the creature turn to ash, the elves suddenly grew excited.
They started laughing and cheered enthusiastically.
*What happened?*
Taylor felt a mix of confusion and curiosity.
And seeing the cheering elves, Nightingale showed a hint of realization as she said:
“So that was Cuckoo Bird and their group… I didn’t expect them to test it here.”
“It looks like they succeeded in their modification, doesn’t it?”
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