"The current Moon Goddess is not our god. The original Moon Goddess is our god."
"We must save the Moon Goddess."
"Overthrow the new god and save the Moon Goddess."
Nearly a hundred people waved their fists and shouted. These were their truest thoughts. Ever since the Old Moon Goddess had been defeated, they had been scorned, despised, and cursed by everyone. The only thing they could do was endure. The slightest resistance would see them bound to sacrificial altars by elves of noble blood and humiliated. If they dared resist again, they would be burned alive by moonfire.
Even after coming to Earth, they were still looked down upon. They had originally hoped to earn the Elf Race's recognition, as well as the new god's recognition, through their military achievements in the human world. But after three years of war, they knew they had been wrong. Now, all they wanted was to recover the fragments of the Old Moon Goddess's Demon God's Heart and help her be reborn.
It was only that no one had led them before. Now, that person had appeared. Algayer, the Queen's son, was willing to lead them in reviving the old god, and they were all willing to follow him.
"Son of the Queen, Algayer, Legion Commander of the Elf Race, from this day onward, we shall honor you as our king. Please issue your commands and guide us forward." Deputy Legion Commander Lawrence dropped to one knee and spoke respectfully.
The many elves behind him also knelt and swore their loyalty.
Algayer nodded and declared, "My first command is this: from now on, we shall be called the Shadowmoon Elves. We are no longer of the same race as the original elves. And do not call me the Queen's son again. My