"..."
Witnessing the sudden fall of such a powerful opponent as Corellon.
Despite having seen much of the world and possessing ample experience in handling all kinds of situations.
Bahamut could not help but fall silent.
It had to be said.
This extremely abrupt outcome had somewhat exceeded his expectations...
It had also introduced countless new variables into the situation out of nowhere.
For example: how exactly should the Elf God System be dealt with now?
That truly was a problem.
Originally, with the battle concluded, the Dragon God System and the Elf God System could have each gone home to find their own mothers.
Each side could lick its wounds and plan its next move.
All in all.
Although the losses had been extremely severe.
Both sides had actually remained within the limits of what they could bear.
At the very least, it had not involved any question of overall survival or extinction...
But now, Corellon's death was clearly an utterly unbearable weight for the Elf God System.
It was like the main supporting pillar suddenly collapsing!
Countless elves would be swept up in a frenzy of shattered faith.
Those surviving Elf Gods would be even more likely to direct their fury toward the Dragon God System.
After all, if not for the Dragon God System's involvement, Corellon and those fallen Elf Gods would certainly not have come to harm...
Therefore.
The Dragon God System might not have to bear all the blame, but it would definitely have to shoulder most of it...
This had completely escalated the conflict between the Dragon God System and the Elf God System, as well as between the Dragon Race and the Elf race, to its peak...
If they simply stood by and did nothing.
Then, in the not-too-distant future.
An utterly mad