Chapter 59 Double Paradise

Silver Moon! Surprisingly, it's Silvermoon again! The source of the elves' immortality was surprisingly Silvermoon's means! Suddenly, a sense of urgency surged through his heart. Silver Moon's layout was so deep that it was even the source of the elves' emergence! Standing beside this great 'well", Mike gained insight into the principles of the Eternal Well. The dreamy water of the well continuously rose up in a misty fog, and then overflowed and dispersed, as if it were light, becoming a mysterious and unpredictable overflowing energy, blending into heaven and earth, and eventually spreading to the entire Nadashir Forest under the great power of the Silver Moon. Under the light of the silver moon, every elf would bathe in this overflowing energy and be affected by it. Over the long years. Their appearance would become exquisitely beautiful, their figure and temperament would become slender and noble, and their lifespan would become long! In this change, the natural essence of the Nature Titan's incarnation of the Nature Tree and the greatness of the Silver Moon were the key! In Mike's impression, the Titan was not this kind of creature that was willing to give up its life for the sake of other races. This Nature Titan was again the one who guided the ancestors of the elves, the path of the Giant Wood Clan to the east to reproduce their race, and the one who incarnated himself into a tree and became a key part of the elf casting program. Either he is a direct beneficiary, or he is a willing devotee. And, after the Nature Titan incarnated as a tree seed, the one who benefited from it was Mike's good neighbor, Silver Moon, which made him have to guess, this Nature Titan, afraid that it wasn't the incarnation of Silver Moon's Lord, right? Is it so magical and powerful? Shaking off the speculations in his mind, Mike placed his sight on the Eternal Well in front of him. To make such a well, according to the Silver Moon Sovereign's practice, it would require a Titan's voluntary dedication, as well as a greatness as great as that of the Silver Moon to add to it. In Mike's thoughts. The reason why the Silver Moon Sovereign chose a Titan as the object of voluntary dedication. It was likely because, the titan was likewise an Everlasting species. The reason why the titans were not chosen was because the Silver Moon Lord needed humanoid creatures and liked good-looking humanoid creatures. Natural Titans transformed into tree species and transformed into elves, of course, leaning towards the Titan's looks. This is evident in the troll to elf transformation! So how do you replicate the Silvermoon Juggernaut path? Not to mention the general greatness of the Silvermoon Juggernaut, but the first condition, a Titan who voluntarily sacrifices his life, Mack doesn't know where to look. Let's not mention whether it was voluntary or not. Nowadays, Ferand's Titans were dead and missing, and there was long ago none left. Even the corpse of Asuna, the Titan of Light, which he had hidden at the end, had been carried up to the sky and fed to the Platinum Throne. He looked up at the tree of nature that stood in the center of the forest. Couldn't just pack the tree back in, could he? Mike shook his head. To make the winged people into an elf-like everlasting species. The only plan today was to perform a substitute method. Find a creature with the bloodline of the Everlasting Seed and carve the bloodline of the Everlasting Seed into their bloodline. However, for the present era, he searched through the two continents and the insights in his own brain, and found that the only one he could find well and could be utilized by him, the only one who possessed an Everlasting Seed bloodline in a humanoid form, was surprisingly himself! Compared to the Silvermoon Juggernaut, he actually had an advantage. He was connected to the winged human bloodline, racially bound, so perhaps there was an easier way. How was it going to be done? Just as Mike was pondering. Behind him. The respectful yet tense voice of Supreme King Arthas came. 'Coronation of the White Gold Moon, this is the source of the transformation of our Elven race, the Well of Eternity!" Sure enough, it was called the Well of Eternity! Mike smiled at his words. 'Aptly named!" He then turned his head to look at the nervous Elf King, understanding his worry, and comforted him. 'Don't worry, the Silver Moon Lord is my neighbor. I won't destroy the well." The elf's faith had been rooted, even if it hadn't been fully transformed into its latter-day form, in the future, it would merely be the Silvermoon Lord's displeasure, and it would have little effect on his scheming. The faith of the ugly and the beautiful, to say the difference, where? However, whether it was the evolution of the winged man or the progress of his own growth, he had to speed up. After returning this time, in addition to pondering how to transform the winged people into the Everlasting Seed. More importantly, he would also have to start building the second level of Heavenly Mountain and arrive at the realm of the Deities. This was something even more important than the evolution of the winged people! One could tell by looking at Silver Moon's layout. The early layouts of the gods had already begun long ago. The dreamy light of the Well of Eternity leapt eternally as if it possessed life. The Silver Moon's radiance sprinkled down on this mysterious realm like a light veil, they fell layer after layer, causing the entire secret realm to be shrouded in a silver-colored glow. Mike crossed his arms beside the Well of Eternity and pondered for a long time. According to the tone of the words spoken by that psychopath who used to be the Killing Emperor of Sequence 1 back then. The Silver Moon Juggernaut must be a higher Sequence powerhouse than he once was. Above Sequence 1, there would only be Sequence 0. Sequence 0, Silver Moon Juggernaut! This must be a difficult opponent. After all, like himself, this powerhouse was able to think of creating a moon in the sky! And in the future. There's more than just her. There will be nine main gods of the world, minus the Father of Oaks and the Silver Moon Lord. There were seven more future Lord Gods either hidden in the shadows or sleeping in unknown corners. It was unknown, though, why the Silvermoon Lord preferred to bet his heart and soul on the elves rather than use the human race as a place to spread his faith. But that didn't affect that the gods became his enemies. He made the decision to have the battle power of a deity before leading the entire Winged Human race to evolve! Behind Mike. The Supreme King, who had been standing nervously, suddenly realized that this Winged Man King in front of him was like a sharp-edged longsword charging into the sky at that instant, carrying an invincible sharpness that cut through everything. However, it quickly disappeared. Just when he was confused, he heard a sentence like a heavenly voice. 'Let's go, Arthas, let's go back." This great god was finally leaving. Altairus hurriedly returned. 'Alright, Coronet." ...... Back in the Court of the Night Moon. Several of the winged people who had accompanied them had not yet left. They waited nervously in the courtyard of the Elf King's Court until Mack and Altair walked out of the Court of the Nightmoon one after another. Hurriedly, they greeted them! 'Ancestral King, Supreme King, you have returned." 'Hm." Mack nodded his head and said to Arthas, who was one position behind him. 'Artax, there is no need to see me off. Tonight, I am returning to the land of the Winged People." 'Coronet, my Nightmoon Court has a beautiful view, if you wish, I will arrange for someone to clean it now." Altaïs tried to stay. 'There's no need for that, Altais! The goal I came to the Finoton continent has been accomplished, and I won't stay in Finoton for long." Mike smiled, looked deeply in the direction of the depths of the Court of the Night Moon, and said. 'Altais, with your lifespan, I think you will be able to live for a long time. I hope you remember that the Winged People and the Elves are allies for a thousand years, and many years from now, we will still be the same!" 'Of course, great coronation! The Elven race will certainly remember!" Artax said solemnly. 'Well, you may not know. The Lord of Silvermoon is a good neighbor of mine, and once I was helped by her when I raised the moon to heaven!" Indeed, he had avoided the endless stranglehold of the chaotic World Laws in the High Heavens before the Throne Realm under the light of the Silver Moon. 'When she awakens, I'm sure the relationship between our two clans will become even closer!" Mike said in a serious voice. Artax looked at the two bright moons shining in the night sky, somewhat seemingly believing and doubting! The bright moons in the sky, could it be that the relationship is really good? Then, just now, those guarded and vigilant actions of mine, would it be too ridiculous? He was a bit skeptical of himself. Just now until now, Mike indeed hadn't done anything unfavorable to the Elves. At that moment, Mike tapped him on the shoulder. 'Also, Altais, I won't take away Finoton's winged people, they will continue to be in Nadashir, and work together with the elves. This, is my sincerity!" After saying these words, Mack took a few respectfully waiting winged people and flew towards where the winged people lived. Leaving behind a confused Elf King Arthas in place. Mike's words were not false. The winged people who already possessed Silvermoon's faith, he wasn't going to bring them back. Staying here, he had other arrangements. Taking off from the Court of the Night Moon, he flew out of Tayiranl City to the winged people's settlement. This place was roughly a hundred kilometers away from Tayiranl City, and it was the territory that the original Elf King had bestowed on the winged people as a clan after the winged people's community had gradually expanded a few hundred years after they had moved to the forest of Nadashir.