Miss Elf Dragon

When Perotina went to the location of the Elf Mother Tree, the final battle between the elves and the demons was going on in a huge open space. Perotina saw her father from a distance, saw Queen Vera, saw many familiar elders, and also saw the fierce demon team.

Pelotina didn't dare to get close. In a battle of this level, she would not be able to make any achievements if she joined in. Otherwise, she would be knocked down and become a prisoner, or directly slaughtered. The increasing number of dead bodies on the ground told her with bloody facts that this was not something she could participate in.

Adonis' eyebrows jumped when he felt the presence of Perotina. Ueto knocked away a high-level demon with a wave of his hand and made a vague gesture in the direction of Perotina, telling her to leave quickly.

Pelotina held the cub and shrank her head, not daring to stay for a long time. The situation here seems to be dominated by the elves, and it shouldn't take long to completely eliminate the enemy. If she continues to stay, she won't be able to help, and I'm afraid her father will have to settle the score afterwards.

He forced himself not to look at the faces of the fallen elves, so that he would not know if there were people he knew well among them. Perotina quietly left the battlefield with Caesar, and no one except Adonis, who cared about her daughter, noticed that she had been there.

Knowing that her father was fine, Pelotina felt at ease and had no other worries. Holding her heart that was beating faster and faster, she quickly ran towards the Elf Mother Tree.

Teacher Lance, how are you doing now?

Perotina was afraid that what she would see would cause her heartache or sadness. Teacher Lance, even if he betrayed the belief of the Elf God and caused great harm to the Elf people, she still wished him well.

And when she really saw Lance, she was even more unwilling for him to have a tragic ending.

The handsome man in silver robe stood under the Elf Mother Tree, just like he had done many years ago, looking at her and smiling gently.

"Perotina, I thought I couldn't wait for you anymore."

Suddenly there were tears in Perotina's eyes.

"Teacher Lance, why are you doing this? Is it bad to be like before? Why do you do this?"

At this time, she extremely hoped that Teacher Lance would still be the kind and generous high priest who taught her patiently, instead of being burdened with his current identity as a traitor.

"Perotina, you know, the god is dead. The Elf God, he is dead."

Looking at the elementary school student he brought up with one hand, Lance's eyes became moist.

"It's been hundreds of years. It's been hundreds of years since I couldn't hear the teachings of the Elf God. As a high priest chosen by God and the spokesperson of the Elf God in the lower world, it's such a big deal that I can't hear the voice of God. It’s a terrible thing. This means something happened to the Elf God.”

"I originally thought the matter was not that serious. But then I found out that Queen Vera actually had contact with the Holy See, or that she had switched her allegiance to the God of Light. As the queen of the elves, there was only one reason for her behavior, that It’s the Elf God’s divinity in the hands of the God of Light. The Elf God no longer exists.”

"The king is different from the priest. Whoever has the godhead can give orders to the king. The priest only serves the elf god wholeheartedly, regardless of his godhead, just because he is him."

Speaking of this, Lance's face showed a kind of tenderness and admiration.

Many gods will have a priest in the lower realm to convey the divine voice, which is equivalent to the god's attendant or even a disciple. In history, there have been many priests who directly entered the upper realm after completing their priestly tasks and became the deities of the gods. There is an inextricable relationship between gods and priests, and they are often the most important guides in the life of priests.

Perotina didn't know how Lance usually communicated with the Elf God, nor what kind of feelings he had for the Elf God, but she thought that Lance must like the Elf God very much. Only when the person you love dies can you feel so sad, desperate and crazy.

"The Elf God is dead, and Queen Vera is hindered by the power of her godhead.

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I originally understood the instructions to communicate with the Holy See of Light. But those people in the Holy See, or the God of Light, actually want the elves to abandon their belief in the God of Light and instead serve the God of Light. This is absolutely unacceptable to me."

Speaking of this, Lance looked excited. He held the hand holding the elf mother tree and pressed down harder, and Perotina discovered that something with huge aura was slowly transferring from the tree to Lance.

"Teacher Lance, what are you doing?"

Perotina's expression was a little horrified. She clearly saw that after the thing entered Lance's body, his entire mental power shook violently, and then slowly weakened.

"Me, I am transferring the last touch of the spirit of the Elf God to my body. I want to dissipate it in this world with it, so that the people of the Holy See will never get it, and the godhead will always be missing. , the God of Light cannot fully control the elves."

Lance became visibly weaker, and the satisfied and proud smile on his face gradually turned bitter.

"It's just that using the demons to fight against the Holy See is really inviting the wolf into the house. So many people have sacrificed their lives for this war. I am the sinner of the elves. If the elves and gods can be known, I am afraid they will blame me."

The Elf Mother Tree lost the spiritual will attached to it by the Elf God, and the silver glow among the branches and leaves became much dimmed. It swayed gently, as if saying goodbye. With the Elf God, and with High Priest Lance.

"Teacher Lance"

After handing the cub to Caesar, Perotina quickly stepped forward to support Lance, who was sliding on the ground. At this time, he was collapsing because he could not bear the huge power of his spiritual thoughts. His magic power was dissipating, his mental power was dissipating, and his whole person was slowly fading away.

"Perotina."

Lance leaned on Perotina's shoulder, looking at the student he had liked very much from the beginning, with an unpretentious smile in his eyes, which was his true emotional expression after abandoning his identity and responsibilities.

"You little guy, you always feel that I have ulterior motives for treating you differently. I just simply like you. I started to like you ever since you meditated under the mother tree to make it more active."

"I always think that the Elf God may not have died. He may still exist in some form and convey his will to me again. How I hope that you are the place where he uses to convey messages to me. Every time this happens I think my heart won’t hurt so much.”

Lying in Perotina's arms, Lance closed his eyes, but tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes, falling on Perotina's sleeves and burning on her heart.

"Teacher Lance, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I like you so much. You are the best teacher. Perotina will always admire you and love you."

Perotina burst into tears.

She knew that Teacher Lance was dying, and she didn't want to face such a thing. She didn't want him to die. At this time, she deeply regretted that she did not cherish the time she spent with Lance, always had doubts and suspicions about him, and did not wholeheartedly be his student.

"In the next life, if there is a next life, let's still be teachers and students. At that time, you must be better. You are really, really good at getting into trouble."

Lance sighed softly, as if he had no strength left.

"Teacher Lance"

Feeling that the person in her arms was losing his breath and slowly dissipating, Perotina cried out in pain, her whole body was filled with mental energy, and the seeds of the mother tree in the sea of ​​consciousness were awakened in advance at this time.

"Don't cry, Perotina. That was Lance's choice and what he wanted to do. He must be happy."

Queen Vera suddenly appeared with her armor broken and wounds all over her body. Seeing that Perotina maintained the hugging posture, but her arms were empty, Queen Vera's eyes also showed great sadness.

God is dead, and his priest Lance has also died.