However, the one who cried out in pain was the female elf herself!
Under everyone's shocked gazes.
Amidst the terrified wails of the female elf.
A bright red palm print quickly appeared on her face!
"What sorcery did you cast on ? "
The female elf was shocked and angry.
At this mont, Beanna's face was still extrely fair.
Her expression was holy and calm, and she looked down at the female elf with a pitiful expression.
"God says that those who oppose the Holy Maiden and the ritual will suffer disaster. "
As soon as she finished speaking.
The female elf's facial muscles were wrinkled in a wax-yellow colour!
Amidst the screams of horror.
The female elf's facial features sank as if she had turned into a puddle of mud.
Her skin was also weathered at an extrely fast speed.
In the blink of an eye.
The aggressive female elf had turned into a wax statue by the mountain road!
Drip! Drip!
Drip! Drip!
Oil seeped out of the wax statue from ti to ti!
Beanna continued to walk up the mountain without looking back.
However, the remaining elves were completely stunned!
From their murmurs and discussions, Matthew learned that the punishnt of turning the enemy into a wax statue was also the favourite thod of the forr God of Elves!
At this mont.
In the eyes of most elves, Beanna now had a hint of holiness!
First, the young man in the Hundred Flower Costu praised the great Elven God and the Elven Saintess loudly.
The exiled and the other onlookers quickly followed.
On the mountain road.
More and more elves followed Beanna!
On the ninth lap.
Matthew estimated that there were eight to nine thousand elves following her on their own accord!
Soone was shouting the honorific na of the God of Elves.
Soone was shouting Tyraste's na.
There was also a small group of people worshipping the Holy Maiden.
Matthew activated his Equalized Perception.
For a mont.
The colours in the valley beca colourful.
He saw countless grey and white lights pouring into Beanna and the stone basin on her chest. A small portion of the light was even extrely pure white light!
Matthew knew.
That was the power of faith!
And the pure white light represented the most fanatical faith!
"How terrifying. In just half a day, he has the montum to condense divinity... "
Matthew felt that it was ridiculous.
"How much the wood elves yearn for a god! "
Under the support of all kinds of lights.
Beanna's figure beca so voluptuous that even Matthew couldn't help but take a few more glances.
At this mont.
Matthew had to admit that Beanna was right.
The blessing of identity could give a life a charm beyond itself.
Normally.
Matthew definitely wouldn't stare at her for so long…
"Speaking of which, that wax statue shouldn't be the real god's punishnt, right?
"Tyraste hasn't really beco a god yet. He's not even a demigod. It's impossible for him to master divine power.
"It seems to be an illusion, but it's not entirely... "
Matthew stared at the wax figure of the female elf.
He sensed a familiar aura. It was probably the power of the mirage dragon!
The female elf had co so suddenly that Matthew had not noticed her in the crowd before, which ant that she had long hidden herself.
At a ti like this, how could any elf dare to openly oppose Tyraste?
There was a high chance that it was arranged by Tyraste!
"The old elf is really thoughtful. "
Matthew subconsciously looked around, but he found nothing.
But he was certain.
Tyraste must be hiding sowhere in the valley.
If everything went well.
He won't show his face for the whole day.
Ever since the concept of the resurrected God of Elves was introduced, Matthew realized that Tyraste might have to retreat behind the scenes.
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Not to ntion the ordinary citizens of Jade Court.
Even Matthew would find it difficult to et him.
This was not to say that Tyraste was arrogant.
It was because maintaining mystery was one of the necessary conditions to beco a god.
Any unnecessary public appearance could damage the dignity of the gods.
The gods of the Heavenly Palace were always showing their faces and pulling people down, which was why they were in such a state.
Tyraste clearly wanted to learn their lesson.
There was also the Mirage Dragon.
Matthew was almost certain that Tyraste was working with the Mirage Dragon.
On the one hand, there were various illusions that appeared during the Path of Glory ceremony today.
It was not easy to imitate the traces of the God of Elves, especially to imitate divine spells through spells.
However, if Tyraste had a powerful ally who was proficient in illusions, it would be different.
On the other hand, it was because of Matthew's previous encounter.
The day before the ceremony.
He was pulled into the illusionary space of the mirage dragon.
The timing was too coincidental.
Matthew reasonably suspected that this was another one of Tyraste's preparations to pull him onto the pirate ship.
The old man was very shrewd.
If Matthew wasn't careful, he might beco cannon fodder between the Alliance and Jade Court.
Fortunately, he had beco more cautious ever since he obtained the Void Bloodline.
This could also be considered a blessing in disguise.
After nine rounds of the mountain road.
Beanna led the exiles to the depths of the temple ruins and opened the portal to the Secret Light Forest.
Matthew couldn't see how she opened the door.
However, he noticed that there was an inconspicuous little loach in the stone basin.
That loach might be the incarnation of the Mirage Dragon in the material world.
Then, a bright portal of light appeared in front of the elves.
Behind the door appeared a leisurely day, beautiful woods, empty grasslands, and sapphire-like lakes;
Hymns of praise for the Elven God rang in their ears.
Above the portal.
Countless shadows flew past.
Those shadows caused a huge commotion among the wood elves.
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