He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 93 93. The Elf Who Has Expertise in MLM and Joins Dawn
"During my time at the starting point, I witnessed countless miracles."

"The demonized life has been restored to its original state, the sown new seeds have matured in an instant, the various buildings at the starting point, and your feat of riding a dragon to destroy the demons, Your Holiness."

"I gradually came to believe that there really are gods in this world, gods who can resolve the crisis on the Rodri continent."

"Perhaps, this is the guidance of fate."

Fishley looked at Ian earnestly.

"Your Holiness, for over two hundred years, we have tried everything possible. But if it weren't completely hopeless, how could we have chosen to abandon the Rodri Continent?"

"After all, this is the hometown where we were born and raised."

"I believe that if there is anyone in this world who can truly defeat the demons, it is only you and the Dawn Cult."

This hat is...

Ian shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Although he was indeed confident, the demons were obviously not pushovers. The demons had great demands, and the background behind them was obviously far beyond Ian's expectations.

but……

The existence of the MC world is Ian’s greatest confidence.

Is there another existence behind the Seven Sins?
It’s not like Ian’s MC world doesn’t have other mods that can be loaded.

Eating the world?

Ian also wanted to plant the flag of the Dawn Cult in the abyss.

However, let’s not talk big about this for now.

If Ian is lucky enough to open an endless greed module, he will definitely let the abyss understand what the sword of universal domination is.

No matter what, in this battle, the Dawn Cult has the advantage over the Seven Sin Realms and the Primordial Abyss!
"Do the demons know this information?"

Recovering his thoughts, Ian asked again.

Fishley shook her head and said softly:
"Ordinary demons certainly don't know. The Queen said that in the eyes of the Seven Sins Demon King, those demons are no different from humans..."

Layal's face darkened, and he said quietly:
"Ms. Fishley, if you must give an example, you don't have to use the human race."

Fishley's face froze, and she said with embarrassment:

"Sorry, I subconsciously excluded the Dawn Cult from the human race. After all, the Dawn Cult is nothing like those humans..."

Does this mean their citizenship will be confiscated?

Lyall shook his head and didn't dwell on it.

"Have you remembered this, Sister Phryne?"

Ian glanced at Furenee who was writing furiously, leaned over to take a look, and said helplessly:
"You don't need to remember this sentence..."

Furenyi came back to her senses and said awkwardly:
"Sorry, Your Holiness, I just wrote it down..."

Ian touched Frannie's head. This scene made Fishley and others feel more and more that Ian was multifaceted.

When wearing the crown, he is the supreme Pope. When taking off the crown and returning to life, he is the gentle and sunny big brother.

"That's all for the abyss."

Ian looked at Fishley and said softly:
"I hope that after we leave here, everyone can keep today's discussion to themselves. The concerns of the Hundred Races Alliance leaders are not unfounded. These things are indeed not conducive to unity."

"Besides, since you, Miss Fishley, trust us, the Dawn Cult, so much, the Dawn will not let you down. We, the Demon Clan, will accept it."

"No matter what the hundreds of races choose, the Dawn Cult will never allow the existence of demons on the Rodri Continent."

Ian's tone was calm, but Fishley and the others became more and more excited as they listened.

"I will destroy the demons, I will kill the Seven Sin Demon Kings!"

"From the moment the dawn appeared, it was destined that the demons must disappear."

"Dawn and history will bear witness to everything. For countless years to come, the name of the Demon Clan will only be the fuel that forges Dawn's medals of honor time and time again."

"This is the Dawn's never-ending holy war, until there is no one left in the world who dares to call themselves a demon."

Fishley and others looked at Ian who calmly said such shocking remarks.

For some reason, a fire in my heart burned brighter and brighter.

After a long time, Fishley stood up solemnly and knelt on one knee.

"I can't represent the elves, but I can represent myself."

"I swear in the name of Fishley Arendelle, I will follow the dawn and fight for His Holiness the Pope until I die!"

Khalifa, Henderson and Lanlo also followed Fishley and knelt on one knee to swear to Ian.

Layal and Lecia looked at each other, and from each other's emotional eyes, they could see that they were thinking the same thing.

"Master Ian's MLM skills are becoming more and more profound!"

Ian did not reject Fishley and the others' allegiance. Rather, this was exactly what he wanted.

A wedge to bring the elves into the trap.

Today it is these four elves, and tomorrow it will be the remaining eighty-odd elves at the starting point.

Maybe in a few months, it will be the entire elf race.

Once faith starts snowballing, it turns into a never-ending avalanche.

Under the tide of faith, no one can avoid being swept up by this trend.

otherwise……

It's heresy!

After a while, Fishley and the others, who had been given a pyramid scheme by Ian, finally suppressed their excitement and sat down.

"Your Holiness, I will report to the Queen and sincerely invite you to go to the elves to demonstrate the miracle of the dawn and establish our people's unwavering will to resist the demons."

"Only under the shining light of dawn will there be hope for the Rodri Continent!"

Now, Fishley is saying the words "His Holiness the Pope" more and more fluently.

After all, she is also a Dawn believer now, although... she may not be as fanatical as Uriel and the others.

But it's only a matter of time.

Ian waved his hand and chuckled:

"Not urgent."

You must go to the elves.

But not now, but after the Elf Queen comes to meet him in person.

Ian ran all the way over there to preach, doesn't that make him the same as begging the elves to submit to Dawn?
Give the Holy See more face!
As the old saying goes, if you want to do great things, you have to be able to lose face, and if you want to do earth-shaking things, you must value your face more than your life.

Ian has many ways to get the Elf Queen to come in person.

Looking at Fishley, Ian said softly:
"Fisherley, we've finished talking about our business. Now, why do you insist on seeing me? If I'm not mistaken, it's probably because the elves have run into some unsolvable trouble?"

The matter of zombie transformation became unimportant shortly after Fishley and the others arrived at the starting point.

Having witnessed many miracles, they still waited steadfastly, requesting to see him, instead of quickly returning to the Elf Tribe to pass on the message to the Elf Queen.

There are only two possibilities.

One is that there is a cooperation that Fishley can decide on her own. Judging from the fact that Fishley joined the Dawn Cult, this possibility has been ruled out.

Second, there was a fatal problem within the elves that could not be solved. Fishley saw the miracle of the Dawn Cult and grasped hope.

Look, the reason for the Elf Queen to come and meet you in person has been delivered to your doorstep.

Fishley's hesitation also proved this point, especially the way she glanced at Khalifa and the others from time to time.

Ian did not embarrass Fishley, and looked at Lecia and said softly:

"Take Kalifa and the others to collect some equipment from the Cult of Dawn. Starting today, they will be temporarily assigned to the Dawn Knights. We'll make detailed arrangements later."

As Ian's bedmate, Lecia understood what he meant at a glance and immediately took Khalifa and the others away.

It wasn't until Ian and Fishley were the only ones left in the room that the latter spoke:

"Your Holiness, it's the Ancient Tree of Life... Something's wrong with the Ancient Tree of Life."

After saying that, Fishley lowered her head with a look of loss.

Ancient tree of life?

Ian narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed that the problem of the elves was more serious than he had imagined.

The Ancient Tree of Life is not only the belief of the elves, but also the foundation of the elves.

The elves have no ability to reproduce. All elves are born from the ancient tree of life, so elves are also called children of nature.

If there is any problem with the Ancient Tree of Life, it will prove that the elves may slowly disappear in the long river of history of the Rodri continent.

"Tell me more about it."

Ian did not immediately promise to help. The Ancient Tree of Life is one of the most sacred objects in the continent of Rodri. It is very complicated.

Fishley took a deep breath and said slowly:

"During the Fourth Anti-Demon War, the Queen led many wise men and druid wizards to besiege the main army under the command of the King of Greed, but unfortunately encountered the King of Greed."

"At that time, the Queen and the others thought they were doomed, but they didn't expect the King of Greed to use a forbidden spell that made much noise but produced little results."

"The shadow of endless greed."

"The Queen and many elven sages fled back, thinking nothing was wrong. However, while they were healing around the Ancient Tree of Life, the aftereffects of the forbidden spell erupted..."

After a pause, Fishley shook her head again, and said with hatred:

"It's not a sequelae! It must be the Lord of Greed's deliberate act! Otherwise, with his strength and the forbidden spell he cast, the Queen and the others would not be able to escape."

"He's been targeting the Ancient Tree of Life since the beginning. The Queen speculates that this is because the Ancient Tree of Life is a divine object that symbolizes the origin of life on the Rodri Continent."

"So, if the Ancient Tree of Life is affected, perhaps the encroachment of the Primordial Abyss will be accelerated."

"In any case, the Ancient Tree of Life has changed since then."

Having said that, Fishley couldn't help but glance outside the door and said in a low voice:
"Your Holiness, you should have noticed Kalifa..."

"indeed."

Ian nodded.

"I've never heard of an elf with wheat-colored skin before..."

"Kalifa is one of the elves born from the transformation of the Ancient Tree of Life."

Fishley pursed her lips and said worriedly:
"Ever since the Ancient Tree of Life was affected, the Fountain of Life has gradually shrunk, and the number of elves born has decreased year by year."

"Also, in the first year, more than half of the elves were normal. Later, a large number of elves like Kalifa were born."

"Unlike normal elves like Henderson and the others, Kalifa and the others have no magical talent and cannot even gather natural magic."

"The Elven Wise Council calls them the Magicless."

This is something new.

Ian pondered.

Elves are natural born magicians and knights. There is only the level of talent, not the absence of talent.

Fishley, for example, has top-level magical talent, and Henderson and the others have higher knight talent than magical talent, but in the final analysis, they are still practicing both magic and martial arts.

Pure non-magic is really rare.

After a moment, Ian whispered:
"The Fountain of Life is shrinking, the birth of elves is decreasing, and magicless elves are appearing... Is that all?"

"That's all for now, but as druids and mages, we can feel more."

Fishley lowered her head sadly.

"The Ancient Life Tree is calling for help... and the distress signal is getting weaker and weaker. The life energy of the Ancient Life Tree is constantly decreasing..."

"If this problem cannot be solved, our Spark Plan will be meaningless, and the elves may disappear completely one day in the future..."

(End of this chapter)