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Chapter 111 Miracle Befalls the Ancient Tree of Life
Chapter 111: 111. Divine Miracle Descends Upon the Ancient Tree of Life
MC World.
Seven kilometers west of the Dawn Divine Church's second base.
What was once just a forest now had a massive and peculiar tall tower rising from the ground.
Every moment, Pillagers were born around the tower and quickly gathered towards its center.
Below the tower were Ian and the others, leisurely farming the Pillagers.
After discovering the Calamity Patrol that day, Ian knew there must be a Pillager Outpost nearby.
After he finished farming the raid and spent a day searching with Laiyaer and the others, they finally found their target within this vast jungle.
With this, the undead totem farm could also be built.
Of course, Ian knew that based on the scale of this forest and the presence of the Pillager Outpost, there must be a Woodland Mansion within this jungle.
However, to simply farm undead totems, the Pillager Outpost was sufficient, and compared to the Woodland Mansion, the undead totem farm at the Pillager Outpost was even simpler.
The main goal was to farm undead totems, so there was no need to force their way into the Woodland Mansion.
Since that day, Ian had been staying here with Laiyaer and the others, stubbornly farming undead totems for two days.
Now, although they didn't have enough undead totems to arm everyone on a large scale, they had more than enough for the high-ranking members of the Dawn Divine Church.
They could truly use them endlessly.
According to Ian's plan, after finding more Pillager Outposts, the undead totems could be mass-produced and distributed to the army.
By then, an undead army with an unbreakable faith and unfathomable strength would definitely become the nightmare of all the Dawn Divine Church's enemies!
Ian would make the Undead Legion under the Gluttony King understand that not just any cat or dog skeleton could be called an undead army.
According to the plan, Ian and the others still needed to farm at this undead totem farm for a few more days.
At the very least, they needed to gather a thousand undead totems before considering anything else.
However, with the Maid who was left behind coming to deliver a message, Ian had no choice but to temporarily halt the development work.
"Songlan City..."
Ian murmured with a hint of emotion.
The former base of operations for the Phobos Family had been taken by the Dawn Knights.
By the time the Winged Clan returned with the message, Matthew and the others had already followed to Songlan City to carry out the Dawn Divine Church's religious enlightenment and rule.
As for taking back Songlan City, it was naturally impossible for Ian to feel no sense of relief, but...
That was the extent of it.
The current Dawn Divine Church now controlled almost ninety percent of the Bierka Duchy's territory and citizens, as well as two bases in the MC World.
The return of Songlan City merely brought Ian some sense of release.
He was no longer purely the heir to the Phobos Family; now, when considering issues, he did so more from the perspective of the Pope.
"The Night Watcher Warriors also brought a few words specifically for Commander Markoff."
Seeing that Ian didn't show much emotional fluctuation, the Maid simply continued:
"He met some old people from the former Phobos Family, among whom, Gale, who used to be the scribe, wishes to see you."
Ian immediately recalled Gale's appearance.
Gale was considered the oldest person in the Phobos Family, having come to the Phobos Family more than a decade earlier than Laiyaer.
Because he didn't have the talent of a Knight or Master Magician, he became a scribe.
In the past, when Old Fobos didn't allow Ian to leave the family's base, Ian often asked Gale to tell him about the situation in Songlan City.
Each time, Gale would bring him a local specialty snack.
Until two months ago, when the Phobos Family sadly left Songlan City, Gale, who had lived there his entire life...
Perhaps because of his age and the desire to return to his roots, he chose not to follow Ian and leave, only helping Ian contact the horse trader.
Ian understood this; the Phobos Family didn't keep slaves, and everyone had the right to make choices that benefited themselves.
Gale, who worked for a fixed salary, doing this when they left could be considered doing his utmost.
Ian had never blamed them.
However, regarding Gale's wish to see him, Ian did not immediately agree.
Instead, Resia, who was standing by, spoke calmly:
"Pope Cardinal, the Dawn Divine Church is currently in a period of vigorous development, and while there is a great demand for talent, we cannot overlook the most important point."
"Loyalty..."
Ian chuckled, waving his hand.
"There's no need to put it that way... I will go to Songlan City when I have time, but not now."
"Markoff has already captured Songlan City, and the Royal Capital is only a step away. This Holy War, if nothing unexpected happens, is about to come to an end."
"However, the more it is at this time, the less we can be careless. The enemy's death throes are often more hysterical."
After speaking, Ian looked at Laiyaer and said:
"Bishop Laiyaer, I trouble you to make a trip, send some of the undead totems we've collected these past few days, and bring Leo back along the way."
"When the Billca Royal Capital is under the gaze of countless people, the conclusion of this Holy War will be even grander."
Laiyaer nodded with pleasure and agreed. The waters of the Royal Capital were inherently deep, and Old Billca himself had some cooperation with the Demon Clan.
It was also uncertain whether the Demon Clan would appear in the Royal Capital to cooperate in battle at that time.
It was always good to be prepared.
However, Laiyaer glanced at Ian, and a sudden thought flashed in his mind.
"Pope Cardinal, we have been in the Starting Ground for more than two months now, and the Dawn Divine Church is indeed developing rapidly and vigorously."
"But... the rapidly developing Dawn Divine Church seems to be missing the final piece."
Ian raised an eyebrow, roughly understanding Laiyaer's meaning.
However, he didn't interrupt him, waiting quietly for Laiyaer to continue.
"As you said, the Holy War has progressed to this point, attracting the attention of the vast majority of the Hundred Clan Alliance."
Laiyaer stared closely at Ian, speaking slowly:
"The upcoming battle of the Dawn Divine Church in the Royal Capital will surely make the world truly realize that our Dawn Divine Church is watched over by the gods."
There was no need to go on and on with the remaining words. Ian nodded slightly, and said softly:
"When the final Holy War descends, I will personally go to the Royal Capital. This time, the divine miracle and divine power of Dawn will spread to even more distant lands."
"At the same time, the final stage of the Holy War must also be properly arranged. No matter what, the Dawn Divine Church must represent justice!"
Laiyaer smiled happily and nodded decisively.
"Of course, as long as you appear on the battlefield, justice belongs to the Dawn Divine Church!"
Ian said no more, standing with his hands behind his back, gazing at the sky outside the window.
Just as Laiyaer said, it had been more than two months since they came to the Starting Ground.
He had never stepped out of the Starting Ground the entire time.
Of course, this was not a problem before.
The Pope Cardinal needed to maintain an air of mystery, and Laiyaer and the others were also concerned about Ian's safety.
But now, none of that was necessary.
Unveiling a corner of the mystery in specific situations would bring about greater mystery.
As for Ian's life safety...
Frankly, as long as the Seven Deadly Sins Demon Kings didn't come personally, it was estimated that no one on the Rodney Continent could harm him.
Furthermore...
He still had a pocketful of undead totems.
... ...
In the Elf Forest.
At this time, all the Guardians of the Ancient Tree of Life, who were usually rarely seen, had appeared.
They gathered around the Ancient Tree of Life in silence, their eyes watching Fishli, who was standing in front of the Ancient Tree of Life with the Queen of the Elves.
Multicolored magic shields enveloped the fruits of the Ancient Tree of Life, which were nurturing Elves.
For a moment, the atmosphere was somewhat heavy.
Not long ago, Fishli engaged in a heated debate with the Guardians of the Ancient Tree of Life at their meeting, and with the Queen of the Elves leaning towards support.
Fishli successfully gained an opportunity to try.
But for this, Fishli had gambled everything.
The identity of a Druid Mage, a potential member of the Council of Sages, the first heir to the Queen's throne...
Facing the questioning gazes of dozens of powerful Guardians, Fishli's heart instead became more settled.
Looking up at the lush and majestic Ancient Tree of Life before her, Fishli's mind was filled with Ian.
Fishli gradually understood the last words Ian left her before she left.
"Compared to remembering where we came from, we should understand where we are going."
The current Elf Clan had gradually deviated from their original course.
Escapism under high pressure, prejudice against Carlifa and the others who were also Elves...
Fishli roughly understood that these few buckets of milk and bone meal were not for saving the Ancient Tree of Life.
But to bring the lost Elf Clan back on track.
The Elf Clan needed the salvation of Dawn!
At this moment, Fishli's faith and stance became even more firm.
Facing the gazes of dozens of Guardians, Fishli took a step forward.
"Fishli."
Rock, who was standing at the very front, spoke with a complicated expression.
"Are you truly going to bet everything to try this almost impossible, so-called divine miracle?"
"Yes, Grandpa Rock."
Fishli's answer was without a trace of hesitation.
"Do you truly believe that the so-called god named Dawn, who suddenly appeared, can save the Ancient Tree of Life?"
"No, what I want to save has never been the Ancient Tree of Life!"
Fishli clasped her hands together. At this moment, there was no longer any wavering in her heart.
"What truly needs salvation is the current Elf Clan!"
After speaking, without giving others a chance to persuade her again, Fishli quickly stepped forward.
Carefully holding the strangely heavy milk, she approached the thick roots of the Ancient Tree of Life.
"Most benevolent and holy Dawn, please descend your divine radiance, cause the illness of the Ancient Tree of Life to dissipate, and rectify the original intention of the Elf Clan."
"Dawn is eternal!"
After silently offering her final prayer, Fishli poured the milk onto the ground.
The first bucket, the second bucket, the third bucket...
Until all the milk had been poured, a not-so-small pond of milk condensed on the ground.
Fishli's heart was in her throat, and she looked up at the Ancient Tree of Life with anticipation.
A few minutes passed...
The Ancient Tree of Life remained as still as a mountain, and the peaceful calmness of everything caused the Queen of the Elves, who was watching from not far away, to slowly feel her heart turn to ashes.
The slight hope that had just been raised also gradually extinguished with the Ancient Tree of Life's silence.
Rock sighed and looked at the Queen of the Elves, saying:
"Queen of the Elves, regarding Fishli's punishment..."
Before he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred.
A strange, refreshing aroma of milk slowly wafted from the pond, entering the nostrils of everyone present.
The Elves didn't know how to describe this feeling.
They could only say...
It was the instinct of life, urging them, madly blowing the charge horn at them, making them quickly drink the milk.
The Queen of the Elves swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the light in her eyes, which had gradually dimmed, lit up again.
For a moment, everyone held their breath, looking at Fishli in disbelief.
"This is..."
Rock was greatly alarmed, taking a step forward, subconsciously condensing a emerald green beam of light from the staff in his hand, extending it towards the milk pond.
"Buzz!"
Just as the magic light beam was about to reach the milk, the Ancient Tree of Life erupted with dazzling and brilliant life light.
A massive and thick root rumbled out of the ground, carrying a frantic impatience, and fiercely knocked away Rock, who had guarded it the longest.
The next second.
Dozens of roots thicker than a person burst out of the ground.
"The Ancient Tree of Life is rioting!"
Rock, who had landed, spat out a mouthful of clotted blood with difficulty.
"No!"
The Queen of the Elves was overjoyed, feeling the extreme joy transmitted from the Ancient Tree of Life.
"It is the descent of Dawn's divine miracle!"
Vines, like dragons, fiercely plunged into the milk pond, the power of life pulsating wildly, each time taking away a large amount of milk.
Faintly, everyone seemed to hear the ancient and joyful call of the Ancient Tree of Life.
"More!"
"More!"
"We need even more!!!"