Chapter 715 - 456 The Moon and Guardian Goddess Fenrir_2
Chapter 715: Chapter 456: The Moon and Guardian Goddess Fenrir_2
Chapter 715: Chapter 456: The Moon and Guardian Goddess Fenrir_2
“Indeed, who else did you think it was?”
Daphne glanced at Lis with some curiosity and nodded her head, saying.
“Alright then.”
After confirming, Lis did not say much else and followed Daphne, heading towards the Elf Holy Hall in Jade City.
As for Cecil and the others, upon hearing the name of Great Sage Adela, they did not say anything more and promptly followed.
In the Elf Kingdom, the status of this Elf Great Sage was no less than that of His Majesty the Elf King, and even commanded more respect from the elves.
For hundreds of years, it was the Great Sage Adela who had organized the New Year’s ceremonies of the Elf Kingdom, providing the life baptism for the newborns of the Kingdom.
Therefore, for young elves like Cecil and her companions, Great Sage Adela was undoubtedly an esteemed elder.
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Under the guidance of Daphne, Lis and the others arrived at the Elf Holy Hall.
The Elf Holy Hall, the place for revering and cultivating the spirit of elves, bore some resemblance to the Dawn Cathedral in Bright City.
Although Jade City was a newborn, still thriving elf city, it had still built a grand and majestic Elf Holy Hall.
The location of the Elf Holy Hall was in the center of Jade City, not far from the Elf Council Hall.
Although many elves came and went here, the place felt much quieter and more peaceful compared to other areas.
The solemn and reverent atmosphere made everyone lighten their steps, quietly offering their most devout faith and blessings to the Elf Gods.
Even the usually cheerful Daphne did the same, becoming suddenly calm, her expression serene and chilly, walking through the holy hall like the most devoted Holy Maiden.
Lis followed behind Daphne, walking towards the depths of the Elf Holy Hall.
In the Elf Holy Hall, two rows of thick and ancient columns stood like guardian deities, supporting the grand and solemn dome of the entire cathedral.
Exquisite and holy patterns and sculptures, caringly carved by skillful craftsmen, adorned the columns and the walls, each line and stroke embodying the Elf Clan’s ultimate pursuit of beauty and their infinite reverence for the Elf Gods.
The light inside the holy hall was soft and mysterious, scattering on the strange vines entwined on the walls and pillars, emitting a faint glow like stars fallen from the night sky to the mortal realm, adding a vibrant touch to the holy hall, while also rendering the entire space even more sacred and inviolable.
The spreading of the green vines was not chaotic but instead complemented every aspect of the holy hall’s design, together weaving a series of vivid and sacred images.
The divine statues of the Elf Gods were arrayed in the grandest and deepest part of the holy hall, with the magnificent statue of the Elf Main God Correlon at the very center, surrounded by others like stars encircling the moon. This statue, several meters tall and carved from pure white jade and brilliant gold, radiated a gentle and holy light.
The face of the Correlon statue was kind yet majestic, its eyes as if they could penetrate all things in the world, holding a scepter symbolic of wisdom and strength, standing in the center of the holy hall, receiving the worship and reverence of all elves.
This must be the core area of the Elf Holy Hall, with no other elves present except for a silver-haired young girl standing in front of the Correlon Statue.
When Daphne and the others arrived behind her, Daphne spoke softly:
“Sister Adela, I’ve brought Lis and the others here.”
“Hmm.”
A gentle and pleasant voice rang out as the silver-haired girl turned around to look at Lis and the others.
In an instant, Lis felt as if the existence of this Moon Elf was the only thing in his sight.
She seemed like a being formed from the essence of pure moonlight, her silver hair cascading like a galaxy, spilling gently down to her waist, each strand shimmering with a soft and mysterious luster, weaving stories of stars and dreams.
Her eyes were deep and calm, like two boundless silver lakes, reflecting the world’s tranquility and beauty, yet seeming to transcend the bounds of time, devoid of any ripples of emotion.
As if able to see into the deepest secrets of the heart and provide solace for all sorrow and trouble in passing, offering endless comfort and strength.
On her, there was not only the clarity of a young girl but also a gentle temperament that transcended age, a composure and indifference that came with experiencing the passage of time, inspiring involuntary awe and closeness.
The Moon Elf was dressed in a flowing iridescent silver-white gossamer gown that was light as a feather, seemingly woven from the finest moonbeams, exuding both a hazy dreaminess and noble elegance.
Atop her head, she wore a delicate green bud hair ornament. This verdant bud seemed to be dripping with dew, brimming with vitality yet harmoniously blended with her own being, as if it was her bond with nature.
There stood Adela in front of Lis, like an incarnation of the moonlight and forest, both mysterious and approachable, evoking longing.
Is this a legendary strongwoman on the same level as my teacher?
Lis felt a slight sense of emotion in his heart.
Although Elf Great Sage Adela was extremely beautiful and charming, Taya, Risa, and Angela were in no way inferior to her.
However, the legendary aura of peace and tranquility that emanated from Adela was something the others did not possess, evoking an intangible sense of closeness and longing in people.
Just as Lis was moved, Adela’s gaze toward Lis also began to sparkle with light.
Unlike the naive Daphne, she noticed Lis’s distinctive aura at first glance.
That pure and vibrant life force, even she could not help but feel a sense of fondness.
“Mr. Lis.”
Adela, without any trace of the detachment expected of an Elf High Priest and Legendary Strongman, spoke gently as if she were an older sister next door:
“If I am not mistaken, the strength within you comes from the exalted Mother Tree Yggdrasil?”
In the Elf Clan, the status of World Tree Yggdrasil was extremely exalted, equivalent to the ancestor of the elves,
and the Elf Priests revered the World Tree to such an extent that they referred to it as the Mother Tree of the Elf Clan.
“Yes.”
Lis did not hesitate, as this was also the source of his confidence in being willing to meet the true leaders of the Elf Kingdom.
“It seems that a lot has happened in the Elf Royal Court that I am unaware of…”
Adela sighed softly, her eyes revealing deep sorrow.
She felt sadness for the residents of the Elf Royal Court who died at the hands of Demogorgon and grieved for the loss of the Elf Clan’s oldest Holy City.
Lis and the others couldn’t help but be affected by Adela’s demeanor, their mood becoming somewhat subdued.
“Although there are many things I would like to ask you, there is something more important right now.”
Adela looked at Lis and nodded slightly as she said:
“Goddess Fenrir has been searching for you, and All Gods are already roughly aware of what happened in the Elf Royal Court, but there are still many questions.”
“If possible, could you help us, Lis?”
Adela spoke very politely, but Lis did not hesitate to nod in agreement.
The support of the Elf Gods was crucial, and he needed to seek it.
“May I ask what you would like to know?”
Lis asked respectfully, looking at Adela.
“Not me, but Her Goddess Highness.”
Adela spoke softly and then closed her eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, the warm tenderness that was like a spring breeze had completely vanished; in her silver-white pupils, there was only the pristine moonlight and the supreme nobility.
“Lis Kain?”
A cool female voice reached Lis’s ear, and in an instant, he felt as if the space around him had been sliced apart from the world, facing an existence above the world alone.
“Respected Supreme Fenrir, I offer you my most sincere admiration and blessing!”
Lis bowed respectfully, yet he was filled with astonishment.
No, how could the Goddess descend so directly?
Wasn’t this too sudden?
Although he knew about the terror of the Elf High Priest from his past life, could it be so simple that no consciousness was needed for her to become a medium and vessel for the descent of an Elf God?
No wonder she had become the only one to be an Elf High Priest over hundreds of years!
No wonder she could sit on par with Mr. Stephens!