A different world game? A different world game!

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Anvian continent, along the coastline, a kingdom once firmly controlled by a hereditary noble council is now permeated with a stale resentment and foolish arrogance.

The atmosphere in the magnificent royal council chamber was oppressive.

The young king—a puppet put on the throne by the noble council—held the invitation as if it were a hot potato.

"Hmph! The World Conference? It's nothing but a Night's Watch conspiracy!"

An elderly nobleman with white hair, dressed in an elaborate, antique-style robe, slammed his cane heavily on the ground, his voice sharp and filled with hatred.

"Inviting all the leaders? Are they trying to wipe out all of us of noble blood?"

"Don't forget how they incited those lowly people on our land, stirred up bloodshed, and slaughtered our noble comrades!"

The "bloodshed" he spoke of was the emancipation movement of serfs secretly promoted by the Night's Watch. That revolution almost destroyed the foundation of the old aristocracy's rule in the kingdom. Although the nobles were eventually forced to compromise and carry out limited reforms, the seeds of hatred had already been sown deep.

"That's right! Those rebels who desecrate tradition and disregard order! We must never associate with them!"

"Let them have their meetings! Our kingdom has a long history and rich heritage; why should we rely on these nouveau riche to save it?"

"Your Majesty, please refuse immediately! This is to uphold the dignity of the kingdom!"

Inside the council chamber, the angry roars and arrogant rejections of the conservative nobles filled the air.

They selectively forgot the shadows that were ever-approaching beyond the world's barrier, remembering only the "humiliation" and losses inflicted upon them by the Night's Watch.

Under pressure from the council of nobles, the young king, pale-faced, could only nod helplessly: "Since...that's the case, then reply to the letter, rejecting the Night's Watch's invitation..."

"Your Majesty is wise!"

The nobles bowed, their faces bearing the hypocritical smiles of "victory."

The meeting ended, and the nobles filed out. A few relatively young and clear-headed nobles walked at the back, exchanging despairing glances.

"It's over... These old fogies are truly blinded by hatred and arrogance, they've even abandoned the most basic logic of survival."

A nobleman spoke in a low voice to his companion, his tone filled with weariness and sarcasm.

"Don't they know that there is a true God behind the Night's Watch? Don't they know that it would be easier for the Night's Watch to crush us than to crush an ant?"
"The world is about to end, and you're still clinging to that pitiful 'dignity'... It's both laughable and pathetic!"

"A bunch of idiots. Don't they know that the Night's Watch didn't even have to lift a finger to deal with the chaos that scared them so much they wet their pants last time?"
"It's unbelievably stupid; their brains must have been eaten by dogs."

"The clever ones ran away last time, and the courageous and determined ones are all dead. What's left are just a bunch of stupid and cowardly fellows," a nobleman muttered from the side.

Because that is indeed the case.

"This country... is beyond saving."

His friend, a nobleman with a resolute look in his eyes, stared coldly at the backs of the arrogant old men in front of him and said.

"I'll make the arrangements as soon as I get back. All the core family members, all transferable assets, hidden knowledge, and promising juniors... will be secretly transferred to other countries."

"Staying here means certain death."

The other two nobles nodded solemnly, their eyes also flashing with the determination to leave.

"Together, together, we've had enough of staying here. At least... we need to leave a legacy for the family."

Like vultures drawn to the scent of rotting corpses, they were still dressed in noble robes, yet they had already begun to secretly prepare to escape this doomed ship.

This kingdom, having chosen to exile itself from the world as the doomsday bells tolled, seems to have a clearly foreseeable fate.

The continent of Tet, the Emerald Heart.

Beneath the dome of the World Ring Council, constructed of ancient starwood and moonstone, lies a tranquility and solemnity unlike any ordinary council hall.

The air was filled with the magical glow accumulated over a thousand years, and the starlight stones embedded in the dome simulated the trajectory of stars from another realm. Soft light fell on the thrones arranged in a ring and of various shapes.

This place was once a sacred hall where all the elven races discussed the future, symbolizing the unity and glory of elven civilization.

However, in the last century, internal cracks have tarnished this glorious place.

The overwhelming dominance of the Radiant Elves was like a glaring crack carved into a perfect emerald, causing disunity among the Dark Night, Emerald, and Starlight races, and the shadow of division once shrouded the forest.

A tragedy of swords drawn seems imminent.

However, this trend of division, on the verge of escalating into a full-blown civil war, was choked by a larger and more imminent shadow.

The sudden rise of the Night's Watch, the chaos and harm brought to the world by the crisis of the evil gods, and the void crisis that followed, which swept across the entire material world.

The immense external threat, like a chilling cold current, instantly froze the scorching flames of conflict within the elves.

The instinct for survival overwhelmed the desire for power, forcing the proud elves to temporarily set aside their differences and seek consensus again under the dome of the World Ring Council.

Of course, another very important point is that the crisis brought about by the evil god did not have a completely extreme impact on the world due to the strong rise of the Night Watch.

Looking back now, you have to admit there was division. During the period when the problem was at its most severe, there were too many signs of interference from evil gods.

The Night's Watch's powerful growth and counterattack brought an abrupt end to the war that should have ignited across the world.

More importantly, the Night's Watch, with its inclusive philosophy, immense power, and unwavering stance against the Void, became a beacon of light for countless elves disillusioned with the divided and corrupt upper echelons.

The allure became irresistible, especially when the dragons, whose fates were once intertwined with the elves and who symbolized ancient covenants and hopes for salvation, also chose to join the Night's Watch.

Thousands of years ago, it was the wisdom and power of these dragons that guided the elves to the throne of the first world overlord.

Their departure had disheartened the elves, but their return rekindled the flame of hope.

The Night's Watch did not intentionally interfere in the elves' internal affairs, but the existence of Kana and the rise of the Night's Watch were like a boulder thrown into the lake of the elves' destiny, and the ripples it created completely changed the calm of the lake.

Under the combined influence of external crisis and internal cohesion, the seemingly inevitable split lasted for less than a decade of dormancy in the eyes of the elves before it had to come to an end.

The low growls of the Void Vanguard echoed at the edge of the forest, etching the word "unity" into the very marrow of every elven leader through the reality of blood and fire.

Although the current World Ring Council can no longer recapture the flawless glory of a thousand years ago, it has rediscovered its original foundational significance amidst the crisis.

A place where representatives from all the major elven races speak out together.

The Sun King of the Radiant Elves, once nominally the "Lord of the Elves," is now merely a king representing his Radiant subjects. Standing alongside him in the inner circle of the council are three elven rulers of equal status:
The Night Queen—once the wife of the Sun King, her eyes, as deep as the eternal night forest, hold a thousand years of wisdom and a trace of irreconcilable resentment. She represents the will of the night elves.

The Elder of Nature, whose body seems to be one with the ancient tree, exuding an endless life force, is the guardian and guide of the verdant spirits.

He was also the original druid and one of the earliest followers of the Sky Dragon.

The stargazer, clad in a robe that shimmers with tranquil starlight, seems to connect with the pulse of the universe. As the master of the starlight spirits, he symbolizes neutrality and foresight.

During the civil war and the subsequent division, it was the most neutral party, not getting involved in any of the division issues.

The group also consists mostly of scholars, observers, and recorders, and is the most densely populated group of mages.

Therefore, his neutrality was previously assumed, and he did not indeed have any major conflicts with other races.

After all, their population is the smallest among the four elven races, accounting for less than 10% of the total population.

The four of them are the true pillars of the World Ring Council now, and of course, they used to be.

Their will only prevails and makes the final decision when it concerns a major issue concerning the survival of the entire elven race, or when lower-ranking councilors are arguing endlessly and unable to reach a consensus.

At this moment, suspended in the energy field at the center of the ring is the letter from the City of the Ring, sent by the Night's Watch High Command.

The faint afterglow of the ordered energy and the divine power of Kana contained within it made the atmosphere in the entire council hall a bit more solemn.

In fact, the contents and the power seals on the letters sent by each faction are the same.

However, people at each stage will see different powers and information contained in the letters.

The ethereal and clear voice of the stargazer broke the silence, echoing in the hall like the whispers of the stars.

"The messenger of the Night's Watch has arrived. His Majesty Kana and the High Command of the Night's Watch formally invite the representatives of the Elven race of the Tate Continent—the rulers of the Ring Council—to attend the World Conference to be held in the City of the Ring."

His gaze swept over the other three rulers. "The letter clearly states that this meeting is about the final arrangements for the entire world to fight against the Void Apocalypse, and is a prelude to launching a general mobilization and integrating all forces of order."

"Absence means exiling oneself from the halls that determine the fate of the world."

After he finished speaking, a brief silence enveloped the core ring.

The elder, with fingers as gnarled as ancient tree roots, tapped lightly on the armrest, producing a deep, resonant sound. He spoke first, his voice deep and firm: "No need for further discussion."

"Fighting against the Void and protecting our home and the world is our innate mission and a continuation of the millennia-old covenant."

"The Night's Watch stands at the forefront of the fight against the Void, and their strength and will are the most solid bulwark we can rely on at present. On behalf of the Emeralds, I will attend this meeting on time."

"This is not only a response to the Night Watch, but also a responsibility to the continent of Tate and to the future of the elven bloodline."

His words were resolute, carrying a forest-like pragmatism and an unquestionable authority.

The other three rulers showed no surprise or rebuttal to the elder's straightforward statement.

At this critical moment of life and death, the elven upper echelons maintained a remarkable unity on their core stance.

Their long lives and experiences may have made them somewhat emotionally detached in certain situations.

But it also gives them a perspective and wisdom far beyond that of normal ethnic groups.

Knowing when to do what is essential.

The Sun King sat on his throne, his magnificent robes seemingly flowing with liquid sunlight.

He nodded slightly, and deep within his golden eyes, which seemed to contain the blazing midday sun, regular runes flowed and disappeared like molten gold.

His deep voice carried a kind of authoritative air that seemed to understand the essence of the world.

"The elder of nature is absolutely right. The strings of the world's rules... are being plucked and reconstructed by an invisible yet powerful hand."

"I can clearly sense that a powerful and stable divine force is taking root and spreading on that newly formed land in the western border of the City of the Tower."

"That is not a distant divine kingdom high in the star realm, but... a 'terrestrial divine kingdom' that has fallen to earth and is connected to the earth."

He paused for a moment, as if confirming the nature of that power, “Your Majesty Kana has anchored his divine kingdom to the material world. This power is the cornerstone of the fight against the void.”

"Savior……"

The Queen of the Night repeated the word softly, her voice like the flowing of a secluded spring under the moonlight, carrying a complex rhythm. An indescribable emotion flashed across her exquisite face—a mixture of reminiscence, melancholy, and a sharp irony.

Her eyes, which seemed to hold the endless starry night, turned unabashedly to the Sun King, a cold smile curving her lips.

"What a heavy yet glorious title. Once upon a time, this responsibility and power should have been borne by us... by you, my 'King'."

She enunciated the last two words with exceptional clarity, carrying with it a thousand years of pent-up resentment and a veiled sarcasm at the end of the era of past "common rulers."

Faced with this scathing sarcasm, the Sun King's golden eyes remained calm and unwavering, like the eternal sun, neither burning brighter with praise nor dimmed by denigration.

He didn't even look at the Queen of the Night; his gaze still pierced through the dome of the council hall, as if staring at the terrifying scene beyond the world barrier, his voice as steady as ever.

"The Night's Watch has done a great job. Far exceeding our expectations and far exceeding the limits of what we can do. Our people, countless sons and daughters of the Elves, have made their choice with their actions. They are active under the Night's Watch banner, fighting for one world, rather than turning their blades against their former brothers and sisters."

"This unity is invaluable. The World Environment Council should rightfully attend this world conference."

His words were a silent defusal of the Night Queen's sarcasm, an objective acknowledgment of the Night's Watch's contributions, and a clear guide for the future path of the entire Elven race—to put aside internal strife and unite against external threats.

The most intense rivalry among them is naturally between the Radiant Elves and the Darkmoon Elves.

"So, the consensus among the four of us is to accept it?" the stargazer confirmed at the opportune moment, starlight flowing through his silvery-white hair.

“Naturally,” the elder nodded.

"That's how it should be," the Sun King confirmed.

The Queen of the Night remained silent for a moment, then nodded slightly, which could be considered as acquiescence.

With the greater good at stake, personal grudges and disappointments must give way to the survival of the race. (End of Chapter)