Chapter 83: Moonless Night Attack
The sky was consumed by the dark night, swallowing all daylight, and the released cold moonlight of the moonless night enveloped the sacred tree. Even Ig felt a trace of chill. This was with the protection of the sacred tree; the Life Sacred Tree bore the brunt of the moonlight. If not for it, under the radiance of the moonless night, even a Star would not have been able to bear it so easily.
The moment the cold moonless night appeared, all the elves present changed their expressions. The ancient face of the legendary Grand Elder Beltnan became solemn. Ig could understand. These were the Night Elves, and their Goddess’s symbol, the moonless night, appeared above the sacred tree. However, their expressions were not solely due to this. Not only were they simultaneously attacking Sky City and the military fortresses surrounding the sacred tree, but the Night Elves had also displayed their moonless night above the sacred tree. Ig could not imagine how deeply the Night Elves had penetrated the Elf Empire.
The moment the silent moonlight sprinkled down, countless Night Elves with similarly dark and silent auras appeared within Ig’s perception. Terrifying and powerful auras instantly enveloped the entire Sacred Spring Town, Ebrorral. Almost simultaneously, the traces of magic left around Sacred Spring Town were triggered, and immensely terrifying, world-destroying magical fluctuations covered the entire sky of elements.
Blood and screams came from afar. Amidst the booming spells, countless Night Elf soldiers were reaped. Ig could even clearly feel that the moment countless spells erupted, a Saint Rank fell within the Night Elf army!
However, the Night Elves did not stop at all, nor did they even attempt to decipher the spells. They merely used the lives of their Night Elf soldiers to wear down the traces of the spells and force their advance. In just a few breaths, the Night Elves had already reached the edge of Sacred Spring Town. Ig saw the self-dispatched Elf militia step forward to resist, but even more were ordinary elves fleeing in panic.
“Grand Elder!” Lorinta turned with an anxious expression. Sacred Spring Town had several Sacred Tree Knights, including herself, Saint Ranks, as well as the remaining powerhouses and elite guards, almost all of whom were around the Life Sacred Spring. If they did not turn to support, relying only on the remaining forces in Sacred Spring Town, even with the protection of the magic array, it was inevitable that they would be conquered by the Night Elves.
Beside her, Ain’s face was slightly pale, her slender fingers tightly gripping the Fire Pigeon in her hand. Even she knew that if the Night Elves entered Sacred Spring Town, it would undoubtedly be a massacre! “Grand Elder Grandpa…” Ain couldn’t help but turn her head.
“No.” However, Grand Elder Beltnan raised his scepter, no longer the kindly and benevolent old man in Ain’s memory. His expression was rational to the point of being almost indifferent, and he refused. “The most important place in Ebronaal is the Life Sacred Spring where we are, not to mention that it is related to our Goddess. This must also be the Night Elves’ target!”
Ain’s gaze struggled. She understood what Beltnan was saying, but she clearly found it very difficult to accept the inaction towards her compatriots who had familiar faces and had excitedly greeted her just yesterday. The elves around were making noisy sounds, but they all gripped their weapons, and no one questioned Beltnan’s words, clearly recognizing the Grand Elder’s statement. Even though there were their friends and families in the town, their only choice was still to protect the Life Sacred Spring.
As the long sword was drawn, Ig felt the demonic power surging within End. He of course sympathized with the elves in Ebronaal, but he was also powerless to help. Even if Verafia was not in the Sacred Spring, with his strength still only at the Star Rank, facing a Night Elf army with at least ten Saint Ranks present, it was not much different from flying moths into a flame.
“But, Grand Elder Beltnan, did you only summon the elves of Sacred Spring Town?” Ig murmured to himself. Sacred Spring Town was not weak in terms of power; it not only had legends like Beltnan, including Lorinta, there were four or five Saint Ranks, and the remaining Elf Knights and Mages were all no lower than Star Rank. However, if the Night Elves truly attacked the Life Sacred Spring with all their might, such strength would undoubtedly be quite strained.
“Even without Veer, how could the Elf Queen be indifferent to such an important ritual to awaken the Goddess? Could it be that Beltnan has even kept the Elf Queen in the dark?” Ig felt something strange. It seemed that today’s ritual was an urgent action that the Elf Grand Elder did not wish the Elf Queen to know about. He shook his head forcefully, pushing these thoughts to the back of his mind. Regardless, now was not the time to be distracted.
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The Night Elves attacked without regard for casualties. Their progress was extremely fast. Under the radiance of the moonless night, in just a few breaths, Ig truly felt the terrifying aura of a Saint Rank Night Elf pressing down! The magical runes engraved by countless Elf sages around the Life Sacred Spring were activated, and magnificent magical radiance instantly illuminated the sky obscured by the moonless night.
“Lorinta.” Beltnan called out. The Sacred Tree Knight standing beside him, whose elegant figure was outlined by the exquisite silver armor, quickly looked up and responded. Since the moonless night descended, the old Elf had maintained a stern and rigid expression. Suddenly, a smile appeared. “You have to take care of that girl Ain for a while longer.” With that, Beltnan did not wait for a response and strode forward, his withered hand pulling off the outer robe of his divine robe. Beneath the divine robe, Beltnan’s body was clad in mithril forged steel armor, and the surging life demonic power activated the runes. The suddenly bright light almost obscured the radiance of the moonless night.
“Everyone! Our Goddess Princess is behind us, so we absolutely cannot let these fallen disciples desecrate her again!” Although the fire of life was extinguished, at this moment, in Ig’s eyes, it seemed more brilliant than his peak state. Beltnan’s hand heavily raised the High Priest’s Life Scepter. The legendary prestige that emerged from his withered body even dimmed the radiance of the moonless night for a moment, covered by the brilliant light of life!
The Elf warriors guarding the Life Sacred Spring recited the Goddess’s sacred words in unison, chanting spells, their momentum reaching its peak. The Elf Mages’ staffs summoned magical fluctuations, their arrows shining, shimmering with enchanted radiance, and the same magic was simultaneously imbued upon their spears and swords. The eyes of the Wood Elf warriors gleamed with hatred for slaughtering their compatriots, even a desperate madness. This was a war for the survival of their race. As Beltnan roared, even if they paid with their lives, they would protect the Sacred Spring, protect their Goddess, and protect their hope from being defiled!
“Boom!” The magnificent magical attack, condensed in mid-air, descended upon the invading Night Elf army, flesh and blood vaporized, and brilliant magical radiance instantly evaporated the enemy’s corpses. At the same moment, Grand Elder Beltnan, holding his scepter, leaped into the Night Elf army. The dazzling magical light illuminated the dark night, and elves, fearless of death, resisted the torrent of the Night Elves!
