CHAPTER 93: CHAPTER 91: FAIRY GOD AURORA

Within the Sylph Dark Night Elf Academy.

They quickly received news of the port being attacked.

"Damn, such sudden giant monsters, it’s likely the Chaos Thunder God is behind this." Wadon remarked.

After all.

Elis is a dictatorial Tyrant, the Abyssal Gods have always been under surveillance.

Their research subjects were part of joint projects developed at the Dark Night Elf Academy, naturally leaving no time for this.

"No."

Another elderly man had a different view:

"Such vast and ancient eternal beings overlook worlds, previously ignoring His Majesty’s provocations."

"After all, would nature care about the provocations of ants?"

"Would earthquakes care about the roars of humans?"

"He is an eternal deity mastering thunder, embodying nature’s divine might."

"In the countless worlds he rules, innumerable ignorant ones shout in anger at him, nations foolishly provoke him."

The crowd listened in silence.

"Then what do you think it is?"

"It’s there!"

Wadon pointed at the ’moon’ and said calmly, "As the Abyss watches Him, He also watches the Abyss."

The crowd awoke in surprise.

Which civilization’s remnant soul is that?? Not truly dead? Trying to seize our Abyss’s world? Attempting to revive themselves from fallen ancient civilizations?

Upon closer inspection, it indeed seemed so.

They scrutinized carefully.

They started to believe it must be that in the living room, lying in a tempered glass coffin, with a router, the remnant soul of that civilization, acting out.

After all, both sides were crystal coffins, looking identical.

"So you’re saying inside that sarcophagus, that corpse also holds a treasure sword?"

"Very likely."

"It seems this ’moon landing’ journey isn’t peaceful at all."

They discussed.

Feeling that in their lifetime of battling in the business sea, they had never been so thrilled as when enrolling in a magic academy, this world changes dramatically every single moment.

In fact.

They somewhat admired the mad Empress’s boldness and decisions, daring to build the Tower of Babel, clearly an utmost challenge to the Ancient Gods.

Yet she built it anyway.

This was indeed significant.

The Elven world has a World Tree, a world wonder.

Now the Elf Divine King is invincible in the World Tree, integrating into and out of the World Tree’s framework, always manipulating its branches and vines to attack.

This is a War Ancient Tree, how can such a vast Tree-man be fought against?

Currently, the Abyss World is rapidly exploding in civilization, yet has not attacked the Elf world due to this reason.

And the Abyss World must also build its own Giant Suppression Level weapon, to protect the Abyss World’s inheritance for ages to come, only then having the true ability to battle the Elf world.

Even if the Ancient Gods in Chaos are dissatisfied, it must be built.

In fact, this is also Elis’s ambition!

She is still thinking about patricide, returning to the Elf world.

The route is already planned.

First build Giants, explore the ’moon’ beyond the Crystal Wall, then unify the Elf world, once possessing the power of two worlds, break through the Crystal Wall and go beyond.

But now.

Rumble!

In the sky of the Abyss World.

Elis sat atop the Tower of Babel, watching as something swam towards her.

"Is this seeking to overthrow?"

"Like me, to kill the king and seize power?"

"The victor ascends the Abyssal Throne, the defeated sleeps forever in history, unable to leave even a name."

She suddenly chuckled.

Her expression gradually showing a bit of excitement, it seems she set a precedent, people rushing to imitate, thinking they can do it too.

"Is it truly the civilization remnant soul of that Crystal Ancient Coffin in the Chaos causing trouble?"

If this is true, then it is worth being vigilant.

A mere cemetery civilization that died in Chaos, dragged back to the Eternal Homeland by the mysterious Ferryman, its mere lingering thoughts have such terrifying power?

If even such extinguished Demigod Civilizations have such frightening might, dead but not rotted, reviving like the Ancient Demon Monarch Emperor at the slightest provocation, that’s truly troublesome.

Not to mention those ancient, eternal Chaos existences ruling countless worlds.

"Enemy attack."

"Order an emergency activation of the Tower of Babel."

This majestic Empress draped in white gauze, externally pure and noble, but with a seductive and ambitious temperament, with a pair of giant transparent wings slowly flapping, sitting quietly atop the Tower of Babel, said:

"Even if some functionalities are incomplete, move first."

At this moment, she suddenly felt like she was Atabia from the past, at the moment of issuing a command.

The Tower of Babel has started.

Rumble!

Flesh gradually covered the entire body.

This wasn’t a real huge Giant, but a little girl who appeared to be only seven or eight years old, with spider leg wings bigger than her body behind her.

Size isn’t everything.

Because this Giant isn’t mainly about brute force, it’s about electric strikes.

Muscle mass doesn’t matter.

Moreover, for flying, it’s essential to reduce weight, even the bones are optimized bird-like structures, hollow like honeycombs, light yet firm.

"You are the Fairy God, your name, is the dawn and hope about to rise from the darkness... Aurora."

Elis spoke.

This was the name given by Sylph, with a beautiful meaning.

This is the Elven Dawn Goddess in Nordic Mythology, usually implying hope and anticipation, also embodying her expectations.

Rumble!

The Giant rapidly matured.

Aurora, this girl, seemed like a serene snow lotus, ethereal like an Immortal, with delicate snowflake long hair cascading down.

In a wrinkled white gauze dress, with a pair of giant transparent wings behind her, her bare feet walking amid the ocean, displaying her jade feet stepping on the waves.

But the core strength remained unfinished, her fingernails lacked metallic sheen, unable to employ the strongest combat power, Thunder Hand.

"That is our Abyss’s Giant God!!"

"Our Abyss finally has a God, we have a God!"

Someone cheered, the Elf world’s Giant Tree reached the sky, and now the Abyss also had their own civilization wonder.

Both worlds had their own colossal civilizations.

Crack.

The seawater stirred ripples, the coffin the size of a notebook, suddenly crashed onto the floating island, the earth shaking violently, countless buildings collapsed, quite a few scholars, wizards conducting research were crushed alive into meat paste.

Boom!

A rift opened in the Crystal Coffin, a sword unsheathed.

A cold flash.

The Crystal Sword was about to sever the girl’s feet.

And the next second, the Fairy girl slowly opened her pair of golden eyes, suddenly soaring into the sky, the sound of butterfly wings flapping, directly flying up.

Buzz buzz buzz~

She flapped her wings mid-air, suddenly shot out a wisp of silk from her hand, sticking to the Crystal Wall overhead, hanging single-handedly mid-air, this Fairy girl coldly watched the ground below, "Who are you? Are you a Slime?"