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Chapter 1184 1182. The Hades of the Elves should be like this~

After a few moments of weakness, the Oak Father quickly took shape. Relying on the behavioral constraints and symbolic shaping of the doctrines and scriptures of the Church of Avalon, his image was also very different from the Forest Mother who had just disappeared.

He was no longer an elf.

He no longer represented a specific race but became a pan-civilizational god of faith, so his external image became more varied.

In the wind and fog formed by the essence of nature, there was a white-haired wise old man wearing a thorny robe and holding an oak enlightenment staff. His immortal style was quite mysterious, majestic and easy-going like Gandalf, and even the wizard's pointed hat was simulated vividly.

Of course!

When Brother Crow revised the new scriptures for the Church of Avalon, he used the most popular classical wizard image in this other world to depict the wise and mysterious human form of Avalon, the Oak Father.

Facts have proved that in terms of aesthetics, the difference between the other world and the blue planet is not that big.

If Gan Doufu can be sought after in a world without magic, then his character creation will be equally popular in the magic world, especially the wonderful identity of "Maia on Earth", which directly touches the wonderful desire of the believers of the Church of Avalon to have friendship with the gods.

But this wise image turned into another tall elf wearing silver scale armor and holding an oak giant hammer in the next second as Avalon took the second step.

From the perspective of the elves' aesthetics, this image is majestic and handsome enough and gives people a strong sense of security, especially the hammer in the hands of the Oak Father represents His transformation from a gentle and healing mother to a protective and courageous father.

Gods are born based on symbolism.

This change in appearance is definitely not just a simple image modification, it also means that the Oak Father faction may become the most martial branch of faith among the elves in the future.

But Avalon's domain just now also has the guardians of the wilderness creatures and the people of order.

Therefore, when He took the third step, His image changed again to a half-elf ranger holding a bow and carrying a weapon, and walking with a majestic white lion.

His image perfectly fits His new domain. You can see that the symbols of the people of order and the creatures of the wilderness are all there.

The "thousand faces" unique to the God of Faith were fully displayed at this moment. The changes in the three images represent that the source of Avalon's faith has expanded from a single elf to the vast domain of elves, humans and half-elves, allowing His expansion in the faith level to be several times faster than before.

After the image of this god was completely determined, the shadows on the warp battlefield quickly withdrew.

The fact that Avalon could reshape his face in such a short time proves that this old guy was well prepared. Now that He has completed his rebirth, his divine power is recovering rapidly and getting rid of his former weakness. Although it will definitely take a long time to recover to his peak, their staying here has no strategic significance except to vent their anger and start a war.

Just by hearing the name, "Eternal War" knows that it is not something that can be ended overnight. Whether it is the gods of order or the shadows of the warp, both sides have long been mentally prepared for a protracted war, and there is no need to worry about the victory or defeat of this day and night.

As the shadows of the warp left one after another, the tension on the battlefield quickly subsided.

The Father of Oak stood in the rippling sea of ​​the void and thanked every god who came to help. There must be some communication between them. After all, the new appearance that Avalon made in public completely got rid of the constraints of the border contract.

Although he also paid a heavy price and experienced death and rebirth, this is still a case worth referring to for the new gods.

As for Murphy, he did not stay here for too long.

His role in this incident has been completed. There are still many things waiting for him to deal with in the Castilla Forest, and there is not much time to waste in greeting the gods.

Although it may sound a bit Versailles, Murphy's current status in the eyes of the gods is indeed extraordinary.

If we count the Oak Father, then Murphy has handled the affairs of the gods three times, and all of them were successful. Well, no matter from which level, the administrator is already a well-known figure in this regard.

After telling Hades not to forget to ask for compensation from the Oak Father, Murphy withdrew and returned his consciousness to the material world.

However, at the moment of leaving the subspace, Murphy unexpectedly saw the Holy Light Seed wrapped in the stream of light in the flickering light in front of his eyes, and the latter curled up like a baby in the light.

He already has the most basic appearance and is growing quietly like the process of gestation. It is worth mentioning that even if it is just a flashing picture, Murphy can feel from it that the originally blazing and shining golden light has a hint of healing and loving peace.

That is the change caused by the complete giving of the healing symbol promised by the Forest Mother.

Well, the Holy Knight's healing system, one of the branches of the Holy Knight class, has finally become complete at this moment. It is only waiting for the Holy Light to make its first cry in the subspace, and then it can bestow power on those mortals.

"Buzz"

Murphy opened his eyes in the secret room at the heart of the Castilla giant tree in the next second.

He looked at the original shrine of the Mother of the Forest that he touched. This thing seemed to have experienced thousands of years of weathering in the past few minutes. It had become no longer round and gray from the previous sculpture. All the mystery, even the face of the Forest Mother on the statue has been blurred.

The most peculiar thing is that when Murphy held this thing in his hands, everyone around him could feel a sense of sadness, death and death from the faded wooden sculpture.

It's like standing in a silent cemetery at midnight, unable to feel the slightest bit of pleasure.

The identification entry of this thing has also changed from [Female Object·Original Shrine of the Mother of the Forest] to [Female Object·Death Reverberation of the Fallen God]. Obviously, this is what the Mother of the Forest left for Murphy. A "proof of Hades".

"Can you feel Him?"

The vampire lord looked back at the silent giant tree druids beside him.

These loyal servants of the Mother of the Forest were unusually silent at this moment. The holy emblem of the Mother of the Forest they wore was inadvertently transformed into the emblem of the Oak Father, which represented the Oak Father's open arms for them.

But after experiencing the transformation and rebirth of the gods, these believers obviously still need some time to convince themselves to give up the past and invest in the new life of the future.

So no one answered Murphy,

However, the vampire didn't need to answer. He just asked as a courtesy before doing such bad things as occupying the magpie's nest.

"Ahem, I need to ask everyone to leave here now."

Murphy waved his hand and said:

"All the people who are still alive should immediately withdraw from the range of the withered giant tree of Castile! I will create the elves' living underworld here, build the cycle of life and death in this forest, and let your civilization Truly enter into the process of being cared for by death.”

"Hades?"

A great druid exclaimed with a drastic change of expression:

"Isn't that the belief of the Songhai people? Why would you?"

"madness!"

Tris became Murphy's "mouthpiece" at this moment, and she scolded:

“Death and rebirth are world rules and extraordinary concepts that run through all mortal races. Just because the Songhai people were the first to implement this concept does not mean that it is a unique tradition of the Songhai people.

The existence of Hades is a transcendent system that is higher than narrow racism. Not only elves, but also vampires, humans, halflings, dwarves, gnolls and even murlocs will have their own death inheritance in the future, and the Hades of various races and civilizations They will eventually be combined to form the shadow of the world that envelopes the present world.

Only then can the cycle of life and death in this world be perfected!

You don’t need to study this process in detail, and you have no power to stop Pluto from customizing a death ritual for the elves at this moment!

Quickly obey the order and exit this withered giant tree! "

"But this is not in line with the beliefs of our elves!"

The great druid retorted excitedly:

"We should at least discuss this kind of thing with the gods we worship."

"Well, your gods and your companions seem to have different opinions on this. Believe me, living people, this issue has been discussed just now when I helped the Oak Father ascend to the throne.

Obviously, I don't have to ask for your opinion on a question like this that concerns the future of civilization. "

Murphy glanced at him and lightly touched the death reverberation of Avalon with his fingers.

Through this strong symbol of death, invisible calls and orders were imposed on the entire withered giant tree. In the next moment, under the astonished gazes of the great druids, the coffins placed on the periphery were all Unsettling movements began.

The warriors who died in the past ten days of battle and their fellow druids were given a "new life" by another powerful force at this moment. As the coffins were pushed away one by one, those who had died were The man stood up from the coffin with his stiff body and limbs waving.

They opened their eyes again.

The cold eyes seemed to reflect another realm that was about to be born, a realm that only belonged to the dead.

“The dead are longing to rise, like ashes waiting to be rekindled.”

Murphy's tone was so calm that he was almost indifferent. He took on the airs of Pluto and said:

"After countless years of resignation, the dead no longer intend to remain silent!

They want to make their own voices heard in this unfair world, and as a representative of the deceased, I have enough reason and motivation to fight for the identity they deserve for the deceased in this filthy forest!

The living!

Are you leaving on your own?

Or do you want the dead to send you away?

Or, with a more open attitude, give up a boring and fruitless life, abandon all reasons that allow you to continue living, and join the warm family of the deceased here? "

As Murphy's words fell, more and more awakened dead surrounded the survivors of the giant tree faction in an unfriendly manner.

But they are not controlled puppets.

The druids can see in the eyes of these dead people the stirring emotions beating in their dead hearts, which are even more real, extreme and intense than the emotions of the living.

"Hades is longing to wake up, and its shadow hangs behind every life. Leave, McCaffer and the other living people, and never come back here again, unless your end is approaching!"

An archdruid who had lost half of his body was leaning on a dead wood cane that exuded cold air. There was a trace of resistance and warning on his stiff face covered with scars.

He said:

"The Mother of the Forest has fallen. She dedicated her last power to Lord Hades. The birth of Elf Hades is also the last will of our god. The forest with only life and no death will eventually be destroyed by wildfire, and we will become the heroes of the afterlife. The shepherd and the witherer pruned the overgrown branches of the forest.

Go ahead.

My brothers and sisters who are still alive.

Tell the news of our appearance to everyone who fears death, and declare to our people that death is no longer the end of their lives. They must learn to make good use of every day of the living, otherwise there will be judgment in death.

Ugh!

Death's protection and blessings have finally fallen upon us.

Blessed is the kingdom of elves.”

This guy was quite philosophical in his words, but it's a pity that other deceased people were not as good-tempered as him.

Seeing that the living elves were still unwilling to leave their holy land, the dead stepped forward and grabbed their wrists and dragged them out of the secret room. The death spirits could be heard from the reverberation of the gods in Murphy's hand. Gush out, so that there is no trace of natural spiritual energy here, making it difficult for the druids to even resist.

"The Tree Shepherd and the Witherer. Wow, you elves are indeed covered with artistic bacteria that have nowhere to go. The systems you have set up for your own underworld are so poetic."

Murphy sighed:

"Now my warriors who walk on the path of nature and elves are blessed. The new career system is open to them again, but I still want to ask you, what do you imagine the elves underworld should be like?"

"Um?"

The Archdruid of Death, who just spoke to drive away the living, said in surprise:

"Aren't you the one who should make the decision on this matter? You are the Pluto of the Songhai people and Lord Huangquan of the Kalum people. You have more say in this matter than all of us dead put together."

"That's true, but the establishment of Hades depends on the different customs and systems of different civilizations. This is not something I can intervene in. At most, I will set up a large framework system for Hades when it is born."

Murphy raised the Death Reverb in his hand high and said:

"So it is you, not me, who can really determine the future structure and image of this elven underworld."

"Then shape it into a tree!"

The Archdruid, who was missing half of his body, pondered for a moment and said:

"According to the tradition of our elves, if the world of the living is composed of lush forests, then the world of the dead should also be the same. However, compared with the prosperity of the living, the symbol of the dead should be a withered thing."

"Got it!"

Murphy nodded and began to mobilize the will of Hades to exert on the symbol of death in his hand.

The rich spiritual energy of death erupted from the reverberation in his hand, infecting the surrounding trees with a white stream of light, causing them to change their appearance. As the spiritual energy of death was filled, all the deceased present groaned in comfort. .

The vampire lord suggested at this moment:

"The shape of Hades has been shaped, but I think the form in which the elves enter Hades after death should also be shaped into a form that is completely different from that of foreign races. Only in this way can the life and death culture of the elves be better demonstrated.

My suggestion is to shape the souls of your people after death into glowing elves, and let them walk through the woods on the road of the dead, and finally reach the entrance to Hades."

"Um?"

The Blighter Druids in front of them looked confused.

They couldn't imagine what Murphy described at all, so Murphy said to them:

"Go and take a look outside. See if the shape of the Elf Hades and Rebirth Tree I created for you does not meet your aesthetics. You can still adjust it now, but once the symbol of death is integrated into the Hades, it can no longer be modified."

"Ouch."

The dead were still very respectful to Lord Hades. They staggered out of the center of the tree and came to the platform outside.

Looking up, the giant Castile tree that was still burning had completely changed its shape.

Although the remaining damage from the war still appears on the giant tree, making it look quite desolate, and the huge tree crown has also become withered, with rotten leaves constantly falling from the tree crown, however, in the process of shaping the Hades in this world , the power originating from the will of Hades has shaped this tree into different shapes.

New leaves grew again on those bare branches, but they were pale leaves exuding a halo of death, symbolizing the glimmer of the afterlife flowing along the veins of each leaf, making this weather-beaten giant tree It's like putting on an LED light, emitting a light that cannot be ignored in the gloomiest darkness before dawn.

It illuminates the dark night but doesn't make people feel warm and comfortable at all.

On the contrary, the aura filled with the majesty of death enveloped it, causing it to lose its mother-like enthusiasm and gentleness, and turned into an elf lady with a cold and ruthless expression under the cover of the long dress of death.

The death druids raised their heads.

They saw many little elves wrapped in light crossing the forest and coming to the tree of death. They were the new forms given by the souls of dead elves by the consciousness of the underworld. They were spinning around every leaf of the tree in an ignorant manner. Absorbing the spiritual energy of death, they await their judgment.

It is consistent with the principle of Songhai Hades.

Only those souls that meet the requirements can stay in the underworld for a long time, and the rest will be thrown into this forest in the form of pure spiritual essence to protect the prosperity of the elven kingdom.

"It should be so!"

The Great Druid of Death nodded with satisfaction and said:

"This is how the underworld the elves imagine it to be. Lord Hades is indeed a genius in this area."

He sighed.

At the edge of the battlefield at this time, Xiao Weiming stared at the giant Castia tree in front of him, which had changed greatly in appearance. This little potato exclaimed:

"Oh my god! The development team is a stitched monster again, and Nordrassil is right in front of me! Hey, be careful of the lawyer's letter!"