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Chapter 410 The Split of the Elves

Even in the depths of Hades, Nakbet is still unable to insulate from the noise of the gods.

The fall of the Six Gods finally shocked the entire celestial body kingdom.

This has never happened before.

In the days of Shane's reign, the gods, although limited, rarely executed a god, except for attacking the hidden god Slae.

But this time, in just one day, the six gods fell, and their souls fell into the hell created by the father of the gods, and suffered thousands of years of torture. In his ears, it was enough to make his heart tremble.

Driven by fear, the gods sought comfort from their friends. Even Hades, where few gods have ever set foot, during this period, Nakbet also received several gods, which made his temperament The lonely queen was distressed.

Nakbet doesn't care. He doesn't care whether the presence of the gods will make his palace flourish. Anyway, this is the place closest to death and the most unlucky place in the world. No matter how many gods come, Only, nothing will change.

Compared with Nakbet, who has a calm temperament, Heris, the god of mountains and craftsmen, looks much more sad.

"Nakbet...the reaction of the gods is really..."

In private, Herris spoke to Nakbet worriedly.

"What are you worried about? No matter how big the god's reaction is, it will not disturb our father."

Nakbet said indifferently:
"As long as they don't break the law, then whatever."

After Herris heard it, the sorrow on his eyebrows did not ease, but he sighed and said:
"Nakbet, you don't know the seriousness of the matter."

"Herris, you overestimated the seriousness of the matter."

Nakbet said in reverse.

The god of mountains and craftsmen knew that Nakbet had always kept his own place and was indifferent to things among the gods. He only cared about things like death, soul, and the underworld.

"Maybe I'm worrying unfoundedly... But whether I think about it from the perspective of the gods or as a child of the father, I can't help being flustered by it."

Saying that, Herris shook his head and smiled wryly,
"However, no matter how much I care, it's not up to me to decide."

After hearing this, Nakbet said:

"Herris, you just need to understand...

Having said that, when it comes to the afterlife world created by the Father, something has recently made me doubtful. "

Harris raised his eyebrows and asked:
"What is it?"

Nakbet looked towards a certain direction of the earth, and said slowly:

"It's about the elves...

You know, the elves are the race with the longest lifespan, their knowledge far exceeds that of other races, and their thinking about death is even more profound.

And it seems that now...the elves seem to be...split. "

When Herris heard this, his eyes widened immediately, showing an expression of disbelief,

"Splitting? Nakbet, do you know what you're talking about?"

The elves are one of the most isolated races. Except for the merman in the deep sea, there are very few races that can compare with their seclusion.

Even though today's holy mountain is one of the holy places of the true religion, it is far away from other countries and is located on the edge of the world, and except for special ceremonies, other races are not allowed to set foot here, so the kingdom of elves is not like it was when the prophet Norn It has become an illusory legend, but it is also a place where few people set foot.

And such an independent race, with very little intervention from outside forces, would actually split?

This made Herris a little unimaginable.

"Herris, my job is to appear in every corner of the world and harvest souls, and you have been guarding your furnace. You don't know that these things are normal."

Nakbet said with certainty:

"I think there is a split, and although it hasn't reached an irreparable point, the split has already begun."

Harris was puzzled and said:

"what is this?"

Nakbet took a deep breath,

"It seems... It has something to do with the sharks, it has something to do with the throne, and of course, it has more to do with their beliefs.

But no matter how they split, it's not something we want to get involved in, is it? "

After Herris heard it, she said helplessly:
"Nakbet, you just whetted my appetite and told me not to get involved. This is really a huge blow."

Nakbet, the god of death, smiled when he heard this, but said nothing.

After half a sound, he spoke again:

"It's like this in the world. There are unexpected changes every moment, such as the division of elves, but... who knows if they will really split, maybe not?"

After Herris heard it, he nodded slightly, thought for a while, and then asked:

"Nakbet, do you know who is the protagonist in this vortex?"

Nakbet, the God of Death, lowered his head, tried to recall, and then slowly uttered a name:
"Perhaps...a mermaid named Bohan?"

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Where did the dispute come from, and why do people's hearts become hostile?

Under the deep sea, the sharks anxiously waited for new news to come back.

The mermaid race originated from the narwhal and the sea monster. The former is the sibling of the elves, while the latter was created by the water god Angel. In the myth of the whale man, countless epic loves took place between the two races. The story, after all kinds of difficulties and dangers, was fused together, and finally the mermaid was born.

The three blood-linked races jointly created a splendid underwater kingdom. They dug caves in the abyss of the sea. The magnets in the seabed played an important role in their lives. They used the magnets to build submarine fishing grounds one after another. Fish schools, and those unique glass shells are the gold at the bottom of the sea, which becomes the currency between them, but it is just a prototype (after all, due to the lack of survival pressure, the society on the bottom of the sea develops much slower than that on the ground.)
However, in recent times, unprecedented and even unheard of drastic changes have taken place in the underwater kingdom.

their king is dead,
Died at the hands of an Elven prince.

(End of this chapter)