The Elves are said to be nature's favored children, and there's a good reason for it.
Just being a hundred meters away from the Elf Tree, Lin You could feel an overwhelming and almost tangible life aura.
Far stronger than the World Tree in his territory.
No wonder such a Race as the Elves was born.
The old Elf under the Elf Tree holding a Scepter should be the High Priest they speak of.
The aura emanating from him was as terrifying as that of Tier Eleven Lords Lin You had seen.
Even the Elf Elders all exceeded Tier Ten.
Counting carefully, there were twelve in total.
Not inferior to any Empire.
"Great and benevolent God of Nature, please hear the prayers of your most devout subjects, bestow your Oracle, guide us forward..."
Under the tree.
The High Priest loudly called out, his voice clearly reaching the ears of all the Elves and Lin You.
With each word, the Elders and Stewards kneeling under the tree bowed, faces full of devotion.
