"Exactly!"
Another nodded repeatedly.
"It could be any other race, but we have absolutely never offended the elves' gods!"
For a moment, the six gods of the Wraith Race all spoke at once, their voices full of bewilderment.
Their reaction was hardly surprising.
At its heart, a Divine Kingdom War was still a struggle for resources and profit.
But the Wraith Race and the Elf Race pursued entirely opposite paths of development.
The Wraith Race cultivated through resentment, and their Divine Kingdoms were littered with corpses, their surroundings eerie and deathly still.
The Elf Race was precisely the opposite. They revered nature and life, and their Divine Kingdoms were often covered with forests, spirit plants, and all manner of life-related structures.
For the Elf Race, structures such as the Fountain of Life and the Life Ancient Tree could continuously nurture life force, making them indispensable core resources for the development of their entire Divine Kingdom.
But to the Wraith Race, these structures had little value. Instead, they would constantly expend their power against the resentment within the Divine Kingdom.
Even if they truly conquered an elven Divine Kingdom, aside from the expansion in territory offered by its Divine Kingdom Core, they would gain almost nothing of value.
The reverse was equally true.
Who would willingly do something like that?
Thus, although both sides loathed each other, they had always maintained a delicate distance.
Neither could stand the sight of the other, yet neither had any real reason to fight.
"Captain, I've found it!"
Just as everyone was puzzling over the matter, one of the Wraith Race gods suddenly spoke.
"The Elf Race is different from ours. As long as someone possesses the special life structure, the Elven Sacred Tree, they can nurture beings of Elvenkind."
"Elves are also among the