Chapter 662
Garan Continent. The central mountains.
The main temple of the Goddess of the Elves.
It was a beautiful morning as peaceful as always.
The bright red sun had just started peeking over the horizon, and the light mist over the forest had yet to fade.
Some devoted elven believers were walking barefoot in the forest, their hair let down, plucking a leaf from the trees, rolling it into a cup, and using it to catch the sweet dew dropping from the branches.
It was to be their first gift to the great Goddess of the Elves today.
Yet, just as they were gladly performing this ritual of theirs, an overwhelmingly powerful consciousness fluctuation erupted from the position of the main temple of the Goddess of the Elves. At the very instant this will overbearingly descended upon the main temple, all temples in the central mountains erupted with a blindingly intense golden light.
Under the illumination of the golden light, a thousand-meter high projection of a beautiful female elf appeared above the main temple of the Elf Goddess. The image let out a furious cry as she glared toward the southwest.
Inside the Moonlight Temple, Goddess Meve’s clone had shut her eyes in contemplation. She suddenly opened them and looked in the direction of the Elven Goddess’ temple in confusion. A short moment later, Goddess Meve suddenly bowed respectfully and said her welcomes in her sweet voice: “Welcome, great Lady Saoirse!”
The next instant, a blurred projection appeared in her temple, quickly revealed to be Saoirse’s holy and beautiful face and body.
“Sister Meve, you are too courteous!”
It was only a manifestation of Saoirse’s godly will that had arrived. Still, given the continuous attention, this manifestation was no different from her true self. That was why Meve had to treat her with the utmost respect, even though they were in Meve’s main temple.
Saoirse took one step forward and helped up Goddess Meve. Two flower seats silently appeared in the center of the temple, and they both sat down.
“Sister Meve, I have projected my will this time because of some matters near the southwest coast. Why is it that you have also cast down a clone?” They were both of the elven pantheon and naturally, there was no need to be scrupulous between each other. That was why Saoirse went straight to the topic.
Goddess Meve betrayed a bitter smile upon her face.
“I had no choice but to cast down a clone. My only messenger was exterminated by a group of outsiders a few days ago!”
As members of the elven pantheon, these elven gods were both intimate partners while also often having public and private rivalries.
Saoirse was the main elven god and naturally had nothing to worry about. Almost all forest elves were her believers. Even the devout followers of other elven gods were her followers to some extent as well.
However, while she didn’t need to worry about the amount of faith power that she received, the other elven gods clearly could not be so carefree as she was.
Even though these elven gods often seemed to have great relationships, both in public and in private, they would not ever budge on the issue of believers.
After all, the number of believers and the strength of their faith was directly related to the level of their divine power!
Niche deities like Meve already held few believers, and those that could be considered devout followers were even fewer. Under such circumstances, the cultivation of a fanatical god messenger would often take upwards of a thousand years of hard work.
It wasn’t like Saoirse at all. She easily had three or four god messengers under her command. The loss of a single one would hardly affect the development of her temple.
That was why Goddess Meve had no choice but to cast down a clone after the ‘death’ of the Moonlight Temple’s only god messenger, Xenia. She had to avoid losing the confidence of her followers, even at the cost of exhausting her divine power.
However, in doing so, most of the daily powers of faith gathered in the temple would have to be supplied to the clone to sustain her existence in Faen. Given that case, the power that could be provided to her true self in the god-kingdom above was minimal.
If such a situation was drawn out, there was no doubt that the god-kingdom would be destabilized and affect the divine power that the Moonlight Goddess granted to her believers.
That was why the unpopular Moonlight Goddess would never have cast down her clone unless absolutely necessary!
“Your god messenger was killed?” Saoirse’s gazed turned sharp, “Where?”
“Near the west coast?” Goddess Meve couldn’t help but narrow her eyes upon hearing Saoirse’s words.
She seemed to have realized something at this moment as well.
“It seems we had best exchange information. If it is the same group of blasphemers that have done this, I will make sure to make them regret their actions.” Goddess Saoirse said grudgingly.
The whisperings of the two goddesses echoed within the god temple.