Chapter 785: Chapter 594: Oracle and Envoy
Death Desert, Sandstorm City.
The Primordial Elf, Serandir, sat in the Dwarf Tavern, clinking glasses with a few enthusiastic female players, enjoying the leisurely afternoon.
Ever since she was dispatched by the Mother Goddess to the Death Desert to deal with the Half-Beast affairs, her days had beco increasingly comfortable.
The main reason was that the Chosen Ones were exceptionally competent.
If there was any troubleso matter, she could direct them to handle it.
These brave warriors who loved to fight generally weren’t very bright.
As long as the quest system was used effectively, many tasks didn’t require her personal involvent, and the dirty and tiring work could be handed over to the Chosen Ones.
Although the workload wasn’t small, for Serandir, it was more relaxing than being in the Elf Forest.
In the Elf Forest, she had to frequently engage in church affairs, liaise with the elves, and many things she had to handle personally.
But here, by expertly using the quest system to train the Chosen Ones, she could direct them to deal with the Half-Beast matters.
The Chosen Ones took on tasks willingly; as long as the rewards were enough and the goodwill was high, they were even willing to clean out the sewage, and were happy to do so.
Simply the best hard labor!
Sipping the fruit wine offered by the Chosen Ones, listening to the minstrel’s performance in the tavern with a slight sway of the head, occasionally chatting with the beautiful and enthusiastic female Chosen Ones beside her, while also receiving so gifts from them…
All Serandir needed to do was appropriately express her friendliness.
Sotis, even just a smile could elicit a round of screams…
These days were simply too comfortable.
Although the environnt of Sandstorm City wasn’t great and didn’t suit the elves’ taste at all, Serandir felt quite content here.
And even in a harsh environnt, under her “sincere” appeal, passionate Chosen Ones joined the team to transform Sandstorm City’s environnt.
Now, Druid Chosen Ones were already trying to plant trees and flowers in the city.
Oh, right, and there were the new fairies created by the Mother Goddess.
Those little guys were quite suitable for improving the environnt, and Serandir had been pondering if she could find a way to coax a few over from the Dark Mountain Range recently.
Every little bit helps; since she was a permanent resident of Sandstorm City, it was best to dress it up beautifully.
Serandir thought so.
And just as she was leisurely enjoying the afternoon tea ti and experiencing the massage techniques from two female Chosen Ones purported to be ancestral skills, a divine and majestic voice echoed in her mind:
*”Comfortable?”*
*”Comfortable, very comfortable.”*
Serandir subconsciously nodded, smiling as she responded.
However, she quickly realized that this voice resonated directly in her mind.
And that divine and majestic aura swiftly brought her to her senses…
Serandir shivered all over and hastily stood up.
“Mo… cough… Your Eminence the Goddess!”
She coughed twice, her expression sowhat awkward.
As the first Primordial Elf, she was also a Divine Favored, naturally able to hear the voice from the Mother Goddess personally.
However, it had been a long ti since the Mother Goddess directly delivered an oracle to her; even the previous assignnt to the Death Desert was conveyed through the Divine Favored Zero, so it indeed took her a mont to react…
The voice in her consciousness was silent for a mont, then sounded again:
“Serandir, I have sothing for you to do…”
…
The new ga announcent once again grabbed the players’ attention.
And when everyone saw rewards including silver transfer slots and Divine Artifact Repair Points Scrolls, this anticipation was pushed to a new high.
No other reason.
Even though the Demon God Palace 2.0 increased the number of bosses and drop rewards, it was still too tight for the hundreds of thousands of players on the entire server.
Especially the Divine Artifact Repair Points Scroll, which only dropped from clearing Old A.
To put it in so veteran players’ words from the era of flat online gas, the drop rate of the Divine Artifact Repair Points Scroll was more touching than rare gems used to craft special effect weapons in so online gas…
At this ti, a new drop source naturally attracted countless people’s attention.
Not to ntion the official website ntioned the new gaplay would have high contribution rewards, which was simply a godsend for unlucky players.
anwhile, on the other side of the Segis World, in the Dwarf Kingdom in the Southern Mountains, the National Church also received an oracle from their own True God.
In the Dwarf Kingdom, within a dwarf city established in the mountains, in a temple.
The three-ter-tall statues of the Dwarven God and God of Forging shone with a radiant glow, and a vast mighty power rippled through the temple.
Below the statue, an elderly dwarf wearing a high crown and a luxurious robe prostrated himself before the statue, passionately worshipping:
“Praise you, great Dwarf God, great God of Forging, your oracle is our direction…”
Gradually, the light on the statue slowly faded away…
The elderly dwarf slowly rose as well.
He pondered for a mont, then instructed the dwarf warrior guarding the temple entrance:
“Bring Tonglu here.”
“Yes, Your Eminence the Pope!”
The dwarf soldier said respectfully.
The old dwarf was the highest leader of the Dwarf Kingdom’s National Church, appointed by the Dwarven God and God of Forging, Dolfert, as the current Pope.
As the top divine official of the True God in the secular world, he could also be addressed as Your Eminence.
The dwarf soldier quickly returned.
He brought back a middle-aged dwarf warrior, with a thick beard, short and strong, and naturally curly black hair.
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