"Let's take another look." Roger thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Let's go in. I've never been to the Elven Capital before."
He was the Technology God. Why should he take the initiative to help these elves?
He did not even have a single convert among them!
Why should he?
It was already generous enough that he had not let Rost Territory start producing them too and directly stealing their business!
Besides, he was not familiar with the Nature God. Who could guarantee that the Nature God would not become an enemy? Strengthening the elves was equivalent to strengthening the Nature God.
But before the two had gone very far, they suddenly saw a Dwarf Elf walking toward them. Roger could not help looking at him in surprise.
"That's a Dwarf Elf, a subspecies of elves. There aren't very many of them," the Magic Goddess explained, assuming Roger was surprised by his size.
However, Roger shook his head slightly. "No, I was just thinking that I still don't understand elves well enough. I thought all elves were believers of the Nature God!"
"Hm?"
"He's my convert. I never noticed that I actually had converts in the Elven Kingdom." A different kind of ripple suddenly appeared around Roger, and then his vision underwent a tremendous change. Everything around him became somewhat illusory.
The elves holding Magic Net Rings were emitting faint glimmers of light, while the Dwarf Elf approaching them looked more like an incandescent lamp, dazzling to the eyes.
His field of vision instantly expanded, and the faith projections of the entire Elven Capital appeared before Roger's eyes. To his surprise, there were more than a dozen beings like that Dwarf Elf in the capital.
However, most of them had only appeared recently. They had probably converted to