When Lin Qi killed that elven mage, many elves nearby had already turned to look his way. More than a dozen war treants eyed Lin Qi like tigers watching their prey, poised to attack at any moment. But Bilibili appeared as abruptly as a ghost and slew the enraged elven maiden with a single stroke, leaving those elves utterly dumbfounded!
This was an elven deity! And not one of the new generation of gods who had inherited the Divine Domain, but an elven goddess who had taken part in the primordial divine war and struggled her way out of that dreadful hell! She possessed abundant experience in war, having survived countless brushes with death. She was a true god, yet she had been killed in a single stroke!
The elves and war treants who witnessed it all suffered an outright mental collapse. Tens of thousands of elves and nearly a hundred war treants fell to their knees at once, weeping in voices either clear and melodious or deep and heavy. In an instant, they lost all capacity to fight; their will to battle crumbled at once. From powerful elven warriors, they had become little paper figures that would topple in the wind.
"No, impossible! How could this happen? The darling of the forests and sacred springs, the guardian goddess of pure maidens, the mistress of holy unicorns—the great elven goddess Longerte Sile—how could she fall just like this?" An elven elder broke down and cried out, "How could this be? This is impossible! The great elven goddess could never have fallen!"
Lin Qi gave a dry cough. He swiftly glanced at the nightmare knights chasing down and hacking apart the Black Spirit warriors, then shouted sternly, "You useless trash, what are you waiting for? Kill all those evil gods' followers!