Chapter 3: Chapter 3: The Remaining Elf Believers
Editor: Henyee Translations
Eve couldn’t understand how she connected with the virtual world from her previous life.
Thinking of the way she died in her past life, she had some suspicions.
She remembered that before her death, she was happily enjoying a virtual reality game in a gaming pod, and her cause of death seemed to be due to several days of sleeplessness…
That’s right, the last piece of information that just emerged appeared to be about her.
Virtual reality technology had become increasingly popular in recent years on Blue Star, a new type of network technology that directly connected human consciousness to the network, creating a virtual reality world.
Eve suspected it was because she died while her consciousness was connected to the network, resulting in some kind of channel being established between her and the virtual world.
Not only that, but by comparing the time flow on both sides, Eve discovered that time on the Segis Continent flowed about four times faster than on Blue Star.
*Did she get to stay in touch with home after traveling through worlds?*
Thinking about it, Eve didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
She had originally decided to embrace a new life and forget everything from the past.
But with this happening, she suddenly felt a bit reluctant…
* Yearning is a weird thing; once severed completely, it’s fine, but once connected, it gives people hope.*
However, she was now the World Tree on the Segis Plane, and her past life’s body had already been cremated to ashes. Even if she could establish a connection with Blue Star’s network, what use was it?
She had already tried; her Divine Power seemed to only affect the virtual world, incapable of mapping to the reality on that side, meaning that for Blue Star, even if she projected her consciousness there, it would be nothing more than an invisible cluster of data…
And if she wanted to manifest her consciousness into that network world, the consumption would be terrifying. Just thinking about it, she implicitly judged that it would require at least ten thousand Divine Power points!
She had already become a True God, with her soul having transformed into a Divine Soul. Without sufficient Divine Power support, the virtual world simply couldn’t host her consciousness, not even a fraction of it.
Merging with the World Tree gave Eve a new life and unimaginable power, but it was also a kind of prison…
*Maybe… once she became stronger, there could still be a chance to return to Blue Star from her previous life?*
Eve entertained the thought.
But soon, she calmed down.
That was too far off.
To casually use over ten thousand Divine Power points meant at least a moderate level of Divine Power; right now, she was just a measly weak Divine Power! Let alone being in a near-death state…
Weak Divine Power, Lesser Divine Power, Moderate Divine Power, Greater Divine Power, Mightiest Divine Power…
*She had a long road ahead of her!*
And her current focus wasn’t even on this…
Glancing at her pitiful status bar, Eve sighed inwardly.
“Better stabilize my state first! A dying True God is like a walking gold mine, at least stand firm in the Segis World for now, and then think about other things!”
At this moment, Eve also formulated a long-term and clear goal for the future.
That was to strengthen herself and gain true freedom!
Thinking about it, Eve resolutely left the blue light cluster and returned to the three green photons.
Excluding the Berserker, she looked at the remaining two photons.
Suddenly, the ethereal, gentle, and sacred sound of prayers came again…
This time, Eve finally found the source of the voice; it was the brightest of the two photons!
Hesitating a bit, she extended her consciousness into it…
Accompanied by a mystical sense of weightlessness, Eve felt her vision constantly rising, and the surrounding space began to blur.
Soon, she exited the Divine Space, and her consciousness seemed to be drawn, flying in a certain direction…
In a trance, Eve found herself in a majestic temple.
The temple was made of vines and ancient wood, intricately carved with exquisite patterns, giving a sense of natural sanctity. However, it appeared quite dilapidated, with an ancient and desolate aura.
In the center of the temple stood a simple altar, strange magic patterns long destroyed by cracks, and above the altar was a fragmented Elf Statue missing its head.
When she spread out her consciousness, she felt a little strange inside.
Was actually located on her!
To be precise, it was on the main trunk of the World Tree; Eve just hadn’t noticed it before because she had been observing the surroundings.
*Was this being oblivious to what’s under her nose?*
Joking inwardly, Eve focused her attention on the altar.
In front of the altar stood an Elf man and woman.
The male Elf was very old, with white hair and beard, leaning on a staff, wearing gray priestly robes, exuding a sense of decay and desolation, deeply saddened and despairing in his eyes.
Eve’s attention quickly moved past him and focused on the female Elf in front of him.
She was a beautiful Elf girl.
About sixteen or seventeen years old, she knelt on the ground, clutching a leaf-shaped emblem with both hands, slightly hanging her head, eyes tightly closed, murmuring in prayer.
She possessed all the legendary beauty of the Elves.
Pointed ears, a slender neck, an exquisitely perfect face exuding purity and sanctity, snow-white delicate skin like the first snow, while her golden silk-like long hair cascaded to the ground, adding a touch of maturity to the girl.
She wore a gorgeous priestly long dress adorned with hints of green, golden patterns, and vine designs, making her look sacred and majestic, complemented by an innate elegant and noble temperament that gave others a sense of inadequacy.
The prayer Eve heard originated from her!
The moment she saw the Elf girl, information about her surfaced in Eve’s mind.
[Occupation: Natural Priest]
[Level: 23 (Black Iron Middle Rank)]
[Faith: Eve Yggdrasil]
[Faith Level: Devout Believer]
[Title: Natural Saintess]
*People love beautiful things.*
Seeing that her only devout believer was such a pure and beautiful Elf girl, the disappointment in Eve’s heart instantly dissipated by half.
As for the other one, he was merely the only shallow believer.
The information showed that the old male Elf was named Samir Wind, a Level 30 Natural Priest and Druid.
Both were Black Iron Middle Rank professionals, with the old Elf being the highest, just one level away from Black Iron Upper.
Unexpectedly, this was her current team.
Next, she needed to communicate with them and find ways to expand her faith.
Eve thought about using a bit of Divine Power to respond to them, but the Elf girl stopped praying.
She opened her emerald eyes, wiped away a crystalline tear from the corner of her eye, twitched her slightly reddened nose, then stood up with difficulty, supporting herself on the ground.
Turning around, she gave her long-waiting companion a reluctant smile; Alice’s crisp voice was slightly hoarse and bleak,
“Grandpa Samir, the last prayer is over.”
She had been kneeling here for three days and nights; all hope was ultimately turned into despair.
Seeing the young girl’s disappointed expression, the old Elf named Samir sighed.
He concealed the trace of pain in his eyes, forced a smile, and consoled her,
“Alas… there’s no helping it. No matter how persistent we are, no matter how hopeful we remain, we must accept this reality…”
He said while raising his head, looking at the incomplete statue above the altar, a glimmer of tears faintly appearing in his murky eyes,
“The Mother Goddess has truly fallen…”
In the great hall, the sound of intermittent sobbing echoed.
A moment later, the old Elf took a deep sigh,
“We have held on for a millennium, but there’s no need to persist here any longer…”
At his words, in the World Tree Divine Space, the photons representing the two believers grew dimmer, almost extinguished…
*Hey, hey! Is it really okay to give up on your faith right in front of your own True God?!*
She was utterly frustrated.
Originally intending to perform a Divine Miracle, boost the Elf girl’s favor to that of a fanatic follower, and turn the other shallow believer into a devout one, she unexpectedly faced a harsh reality upon arrival.
She unsurprisingly judged that if she did not act soon, these remaining two indigenous believers would probably say goodbye to her.
*Calm, calm, everything starts difficult, and if it doesn’t work out, there’s still the loyal Berserker…*
After some self-consolation, Eve decided to painfully use Divine Power to prove her existence, but suddenly she hesitated, putting her original plans on hold.
Scanning a distant direction with her consciousness, Eve gradually calmed down.
Divine Power was still too precious.
What a coincidence, a pillow came when she was sleepy; now it seemed there might be an even more efficient, cost-effective way to persuade them…