God King Of All Realms: Start By Summoning Angels

The vast square was filled with silence.

Elf Chief Doris, Elf Elder Carol, and the high-ranking members of dozens of elf tribes all had a stunned expression as they looked at the figure that appeared before them.

It was their Mother!

The most sacred Dark Elf Mother Tree of the tribe.

At first sight, they were filled with joy, thinking that the Elf Mother Tree was finally going to transform and save the tribe.

But the result made them even more desperate.

The expressions of joy froze on their exquisite and beautiful faces.

All the Dark Elves couldn't believe what they were seeing from the intelligence of the Elf Mother Tree.

Their most trusted Mother surrendered first?

And she chose to surrender without any resistance.

This made them feel incredulous.

And difficult to accept.

"Mother, we haven't lost yet!"

"There is still hope for the tribe!"

A high-ranking member of the tribe, holding an elf longsword, shouted in grief and anger, "Why did you choose to surrender? You are the Elf Mother Tree, the most powerful war weapon of our elf race. You can transform into an ancient tree to save the tribe!"

"Mother, you can't surrender!"

Other high-ranking elves also cried out in sorrow.

In their eyes, the Elf Mother Tree of the tribe possessed a combat power comparable to that of Transcendent professionals.

Even if they couldn't repel all the angels, they could escape the battlefield with a part of their people, preventing the entire tribe from being wiped out.

But the Elf Mother Tree chose to surrender without a fight.

...

The light and shadow of the Elf Mother Tree were an illusory female figure.

With a beautiful elf-like face.

At this moment, her expression was very complex.

For her, surrender was also a very difficult decision.

Since the end of the Dark Age, the Elf Mother Tree had never lowered her head to other races, she was the first.

She didn't know if her choice was correct.

Perhaps she would become a shame in the history of the Dark Elf race!

But she had to do it!

She was not afraid of war, nor of death.

She just didn't want to engage in a meaningless resistance.

Because resistance meant that elves would die at the hands of those angels, and it might even lead to the destruction of the tribe.

That terrifying existence was not a patient person. Her eyes were always filled with indifference and arrogance, as if all living beings were ants in her eyes.

Including the spirit of the Elf Mother Tree.

...

"You made a wise decision!"

Six-Winged Angel Angelia, standing tall in the sky, looked down at the intelligence of the Elf Mother Tree and said approvingly, "You have opened a new world for the humble Dark Elf race!"

"Behind this door is infinite brilliance and hope!"

Angelia slowly descended, and the angels behind her all lowered their heads. She said to the intelligence of the Elf Mother Tree, "The future Dark Elf race will be grateful for your decision!"

"I only ask that you forgive my children!"

The intelligence of the Elf Mother Tree said with a bitter smile.

She didn't know what would happen in the future.

She only knew that her children should not die like this.

"Of course!"

Angelia said in a casual tone, "They are the followers of our Lord. As long as they serve the Lord of Holy Light faithfully, no one can harm them, including the Elf God."

The intelligence of the Elf Mother Tree neither agreed nor disagreed with Angelia's words.

The creator of the Elf race, the Goddess of Nature and Elves, was the supreme deity.

Legend has it that she shook the Myriad Worlds battlefield and made countless gods bow down to her.

And the person in front of her is now only King Level.

It is difficult to say whether they can truly protect them.

As for the Lord of Holy Light, she has never seen him and dare not speculate, after all, it is disrespectful to the "divine", even if the Lord of Holy Light has not become a god.

...

The wisdom of the Elf Mother Tree turned around.

She looked at Doris, Carol, and other high-ranking members of the Dark Elf tribe.

She sighed and said, "Put down your weapons, my children. This is not an order, but a request from me!"

The high-ranking Dark Elves looked at each other.

However, no one was the first to put down their weapons.

At this moment, Doris stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and asked the wisdom of the Elf Mother Tree, "My Lady Mother, are you afraid of dying on the battlefield?"

"In the Dark Age, how many Elf Mother Trees turned into dry bones on the battlefield?"

"And how many Dark Elves fought one after another for the survival of their tribe?"

"Have you forgotten all of this?"

The wisdom of the Elf Mother Tree shook her head and said, "I dare not forget the glory of our ancestors! The bloodline of the ancient tree people still flows in my body, and I can always hear the call of war!"

Upon hearing this, Doris fell silent.

After a long time, she raised her dark red eyes and deeply looked into the eyes of the wisdom of the Elf Mother Tree.

After sensing the complex emotions in the eyes of the Elf Mother Tree...

She seemed to understand something.

Finally, Doris put away her dagger.

Seeing this, the other high-ranking elves also put down their weapons, including Carol, the Elf Grand Elder who was a King Level Dark Elemental Mage.

After that, there was no more resistance.

The radiant light enveloped them.

At this moment, they stepped out of the darkness and became creatures of the holy and light camp.

It was obvious that there was a holy aura emanating from them, even the staff of the Elf Grand Elder Carol exuded a sacred radiance.

This was a kind of elemental mutation!

As for what they would ultimately become, no one knew.

...

The wisdom of the Elf Mother Tree looked at Angelia and said, "My true form cannot leave the tribe and go to the surface world unless I transform into an ancient tree person."

"But at that time, I will also lose the ability to reproduce elves."

Angelia said lightly, "It depends on your luck. If you're lucky, you will be reborn. If you're unlucky, you will still die!"

The Elf Mother Tree was stunned for a moment.

She sighed and said, "Everything follows your will!"

At this moment, as if receiving some kind of command, Angelia suddenly bowed towards the direction of the territory.

Then, she gave the order to destroy the core building of the Dark Elf tribe, the Conference Hall.

Under the gaze of the wisdom of the Elf Mother Tree and thousands of Dark Elves...

A group of beautiful and pure angels rushed forward.

Two attacks destroyed the tribe's Conference Hall.

At the same time, the other buildings of the Elf tribe, including the walls, collapsed as if they were enveloped by some kind of destructive force, turning into ruins.

Of course, there was also the Elf Mother Tree.

The Elf Mother Tree, which was hundreds of meters tall, withered and decayed at a visible speed.

In just a few seconds, it turned into a rotten stump.

The light standing in the square also disappeared.

"Mother!"

Almost all the Dark Elves burst into tears at this moment.

Their faith did not allow them to calmly face the death of the Elf Mother Tree.

Their souls were not fundamentally distorted by faith. Apart from being loyal to Lin Yu, they still retained all their previous emotions.

Just at this moment.

A piece of paper emitting a faint golden light floated out of the remains of the Elf Mother Tree.

Seeing this scene, Angelia raised her eyebrows slightly.

"It seems you're lucky!"