Published at 18th of July 2020 5:53 pm

Chapter 890

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The Joint Mission of Messengers soon arrived in Void City. Sui Xiong had set up a temporary meeting area under the Divine Tree to receive them.

“The Void Mask, Your Majesty. This time, we have come to seek your help,” the messenger of the elven race said straightforwardly. “We are really at a critical juncture right now; we have no choice but to ask for help.”

Sui Xiong naturally understood what that messenger meant. He nodded and looked at the messengers sent by the elves and the Orcs.

“And you guys came with the same intention?” he asked.

“Yes. We came to ask for help,” replied the Orc messenger.

“Or to put it across more clearly, we are all here to ask for help,” said the elf messenger, who was also an elder of the elven race—he was the one who previously helped with the name rectification of the Pasteur family. He had a good relationship with the God of Medicine, so when the elven race was facing great danger, he had volunteered to be a messenger.

Likewise, the dwarf and Orc messengers also had good relations with the Void God System or the Republic of Northwest.

The dwarf messenger was none other than the Dwarf Rune God, and his deputy was the son of the current King of Dwarfs, Dudu Hill. The Dwarf Rune God and Sui Xiong shared a very good relationship. Their friendship started even before the time where they came together to jointly develop the new rune armor. He was also the one who facilitated the large-scale cooperation between the two God Systems. As for Dudu Hill, he was educated in the Republic of Northwest and could be considered as a student of the Republic.

The Orc messenger was the God of Lionmen, Singh. He was Leonard’s older brother, and the two brothers had a good relationship. Previously, when Sui Xiong had stirred up trouble for the “ISIS” organization, Leonard had gone to talk to Singh about it before anything else.

Of course, the way they “talked” was very Orc-like and traditional—this was

just a digression.

Singh’s deputy was the patriarch of the Fox People, Wilder—he was the father of Hopes Wilder, who was the deputy Minister of the Ministry of Mines of the Republic of Northwest.

From this line-up, it was clearly seen that the three races were dealing emotional cards.

According to their understanding of the Void Mask, the best way to persuade this Jellyfish God, who often did not do things in the usual and rational way, was to appeal to his emotions. And then the next step was to gain his understanding via reasoning or even to tempt him with gains or to threaten him… Haha, or just forget about it. It was better not to make a fool of themselves by trying to outsmart him. That would be akin to making a joke of themselves.

In the face of these three messengers who had come to seek help, Sui Xiong was silent for a while. Then he asked, “Is the situation really that serious?”

“Though it’s not that serious right now, the moment there’s an outbreak of crisis, it’s going to be major catastrophe,” the Dwarf Rune God said. “We, the dwarfs, have a small population to start with. We even struggle to face the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs. If it had not been for your help the last time, the Kingdom of Dwarfs would most likely have suffered a great loss.”

“All these years, we have been reorganizing our armament and training many new rune mages and spell breakers. But even so, the most we can do is to barely block the invasion of the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs. The moment they manage to get help, the Kingdom of Dwarfs will certainly fall.”

“As for us, the elves, there’s nothing more to say about our situation either. You yourself have traveled in the Ancient Forest,” the elven elder sighed. “The elven population has always been small. Since the departure of the Golden Race, we have never been able to cultivate a martial force that’s powerful enough all these years… As an elder of the Fairies Council, I feel deeply pained.”

“If there is really an outbreak of war, we elves will probably have to depend on the Ancient Forest as we fight and retreat interchangeably. But no matter how big the Ancient Forest is, it will never be big enough for our entire race to hide. Although we can manage to hold out as long as we can if there are not too many opponents, in the event where both the Kingdom of Thousands of Springs and the Mifata Federation are to launch a joint attack, our battlefront will soon collapse.”

“By that time, it will be nothing more than the human armies scouring the forest from village to village, while we elves will be forced to escape from place to place. We will not have a place to stay, and no food to fill our bellies… Before long, the elven race will wither and eventually head towards the inevitable extinction of our race.”

“It’s also not that serious to the extent of extinction, right,” Sui Xiong said in a subconscious state. He was taken aback.

“Maybe you feel that I’m exaggerating. But the problem is really that serious,” the elven elder said with a bitter expression. “We elves are unlike the other races. Our roots lie in the Ancient Forest. Many elves will even grow weak if they have been away from the Ancient Forest for a long time. Maybe the other races can choose to leave the Main Plane and go to other worlds to live and multiply the moment they realized they are fighting losing battles, but we elves may be the only race that cannot do so.”

He thought for a moment, then said, “It’s also not totally impossible. For instance, elves who have lived outside the Ancient Forest for generations and have gradually grown accustomed to life outside are able to do so. But the bulk of us elves principally live in the Ancient Forest. If we want to evacuate the entire population altogether, it will be a reasonable guess to say that just the weakness induced by leaving the Ancient Forest will cause us to lose at least half of our population.”

Sui Xiong said nothing. He was silently making deductions by inferring from their words.

There were many uses of Divine Power. So long as there was enough mastery of a relevant realm, the relevant method of use could be derived. Sui Xiong had mastered quite a lot in the realms like “fate” and “prophecy.” If he were to start deducing at that moment, so long as no gods were involved, it was almost impossible for him to make a mistake.

With a group of ordinary elves living in the Ancient Forest as his target, he deduced a situation of them leaving the Main Plane to live in another world filled with trees.

After a moment, he frowned.

As the elder had said, these elves would soon become weak. Not only would they fall sick easily, after they were injured, but it would also be very difficult for their wounds to heal. Even though the environment in that world was similar to that of the Ancient Forest, they were still unable to adapt. And probably after two to three hundred years, as many as half of these 100 elves would die. Eventually, only a few people could truly adapt to the environment.

They would have undergone degeneration where their strength and wisdom would be greatly reduced. But ultimately, they would manage to survive.

Sui Xiong was silent. He did not tell them the results of his deduction. But he had come to a decision on whether there was a need to rescue the elven race.

He did not have a deep friendship with the elven race, but these elves who had lived in solitude in the depths of the forest all this time were in the face of such a crisis. He could not possibly turn his back on them.

Once the decision for this matter was determined, the issue with the dwarfs became easier to deal with. Or rather, in the first place, there was not much to consider regarding the issue with the dwarfs.

The dwarf race and the Void God System were allies. And allies were supposed to help each other. Over the years, the dwarf race had rendered a lot of help to the Republic of Northwest in areas like the different industries, mining, scientific research and even in the military. There was simply no reason for Sui Xiong not to help them.

He nodded slightly, and finally, his eyes fell on the Orc messenger.

“I can help the dwarfs and the elves,” he said. “But why should I help the Orcs?”

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