I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

The Kingdom of God has descended, and its occurrence has been very few times in the history of the main material world.

There may also be some weak gods with limited divine power, but because the range of their sinking is too small, intelligent creatures cannot detect them.

In any case, the fall of the Kingdom of God is not a common occurrence.

The most recent fall was the Spider Queen Rose nearly ten thousand years ago, who was beaten to death by others in her own kingdom.

Afterwards, with the mentality of "If I die, none of you will live", I chose to sink the kingdom of God.

As for why Corellon descended to the kingdom of God this time, no one knows.

After all, although subsidence would allow him to swallow up a piece of the main material plane, it would also cause a sharp drop in the number of his believers.

No one would do such a thing as drinking poison to quench thirst unless they are crazy.

The elf creator Corellon did not choose to destroy all the elven kingdoms in the entire plane, but only chose the Elf Courtyard.

When he first sensed the subsidence, Speaker Elias suspected that the Elf Court had done something to offend the Lord God.

Now, the dying Elf Speaker was lying on the ground, staring blankly at the increasingly strong blue light outside the tower.

And my fingers turned into powder one by one.

The subsidence has begun.

In the end, did I start to doubt Corellon's decision...

As the long-lived moon elf turned into fine dust as if it were broken by the magic, the kingdom of the elves' creator, Corellon Mazeri, finally arrived.

There was no earth-shattering earthquake, no howling gale, only countless lives turned into dust in the quiet blue light.

On the ground of the Elf Courtyard, a group of Moon Elves gradually got up from their staggering posture.

Their eyes were red, they were drooling, and they looked around with dull eyes.

Some of them just circled in place, occasionally being bumped by their own kind, baring their teeth and roaring at them;

The other part wandered to the edge of the Elf Courtyard, and then ran aimlessly in all directions.

……

About 30 minutes ago, in a crypt in the Haze Forest.

A group of moon elves walked out from the light of the teleportation area and looked at the dark environment with some surprise.

"where is this place?"

"Why is it so dark..."

"The walls are bare, just like the inside of a dungeon."

"Anna? Anna? Where are you? I can't see you."

"Ah! What's this? I hit my foot..."

As the sound of a spell was chanted, a ball of light flashed out from the palm of an elf.

For a moment, the noisy shouting disappeared instantly.

"There's a sarcophagus here!"

"I should have guessed it long ago. What else could a place of the dead be but a tomb..."

"That evil undead is not going to imprison us again and perform some disgusting experiments on us..."

"Undead creatures cannot be trusted..."

"Curse it..."

With a bang, a small half-elf girl hit the lid of the sarcophagus heavily with her cane, making a loud noise.

"Don't say that about the old skeleton. He's a good skeleton!"

The little half-elf, who couldn't stand hearing his friend being maliciously slandered, pouted as usual.

But the moon elves just stopped and looked at her, then returned to their cursing and whispering.

"Lian, come back."

Xiling supported Pastor Boll and coldly stopped her sister who was about to step forward for physical communication.

“These are not forest rangers like my mother, who always see themselves as the superior elves.

Hurry and take care of Broken Tooth, he can’t walk anymore.”

Lian, looking listless, could only turn around and help Duan Ya raise his arm, her mouth still pouting.

Suddenly, a disembodied vengeful spirit emerged from the smooth wall, scaring the moon elf beside the wall so much that he shivered and took out the spell materials to prepare to chant a spell.

Then, before they could finish their actions, the vengeful spirit opened its mouth and horrifying sound waves emanated from its body, shocking all the creatures in the tomb.

The vengeful spirit's innate magic, a weakened version of [Banshee's Wail].

Unlike the original Nine-Ring Arcane, which judges death as soon as the sound is heard, the weakened version of [Banshee's Wail] will only make people fall into a momentary trance.

Then, a sharp female voice came from the mouth of the vengeful spirit.

"What a rude moon elf! Have you completely forgotten all the etiquette that we high elves taught you?"

Well, the proud moon elf met an even prouder fellow.

"The old man sent me a magic communication, telling you annoying guys to leave on your own after you have recovered your breath.

There's a door behind the coffin, get out of here!"

This wave of spraying and damage made the moon elves very uncomfortable.

However, the opening of the Wraith was too shocking. Who knows if she won't play the original version of "Banshee's Wail" next time? In that case, the whole audience would be stunned.

Although they were a little unhappy, most of the moon elves did not dare to break the law and could only walk towards the exit in silence.

"Lian? Who is Lian?"

"Yeah? I am."

"Where are you? Can you turn invisible? Remove your spell, little girl...

Oh! It's down there!

What a cute little guy."

The vengeful spirit floated from the wall to Lian and looked her up and down.

"Little girl, I'm Monkna. The old man said you've heard of my name."

Xiao Lian recalled carefully for a while, and suddenly said loudly:

"Wow, you are the ghost who put mirrors all over the room and scared Sister Frey to tears!"

"Hahahaha! That's right, it's me!

The old guy still loves to make up stories! I don't put so many mirrors in the room.

Little girl, the old man told you and your friends to wait for him here for a while. By the way, let me take care of it."

Xiling walked forward and stood side by side with her sister. Her tall figure made the vengeful spirit turn its head away.

"Is that person going to send Ivan over?"

Somehow, without that human being around, Miss 180 felt empty.

This time, the vengeful spirit Monkna not only looked at her, but also looked around Xiling for a long time. She nodded with satisfaction, and then she answered:

"Ivan? The old man didn't mention this name...

However, the high elf blood in you is incredibly pure.

Get to know each other again, little ones,

I am Monkina Sylvaril, the chief priest of Rillifane, the god of nature, during the Misdren period, and the offspring of the last Elf King.

I thought we could talk alone."