In online games, she's a saint by day but kills everyone she sees at night.

Without saying a word, Su Wanqing immediately unleashed her skill.

If this isn't destroyed, those demigods might just sacrifice themselves to the heavens one day.

These demigod dogs, don't they? They only have two divine powers, why are they chasing after them so relentlessly?

"boom!"

As Su Wanqing swung his scepter, the enormous lightsaber crashed down.

In an instant, the altar collapsed.

"Hey! This is..."

The old tortoise stared intently at the altar that Su Wanqing had smashed, a look of confusion in its eyes.

Su Wanqing asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Now she likes this old tortoise more and more; it knows everything.

The old tortoise walked up to the altar that Su Wanqing had smashed, and stroked the patterns on it with a slight hesitation.

"I sensed the presence of earth spirits beneath this altar. How dare these demigods imprison earth spirits?"

"Earth spirit?"

Su Wanqing stared at the old tortoise, slightly taken aback. She hadn't expected there to be an elven tribe here.

They haven't even found their own fire spirit yet, and now they've brought up the earth spirit.

If the wood spirit was an accident, then the earth spirit and fire spirit were definitely not.

In other words, these demigods have trapped all the elves, or perhaps it's not just the elves who are trapped.

What exactly is the purpose of this group of demigods?

The old tortoise looked around for a while and nodded with great certainty, saying, "That's right, there are definitely earth spirits in here. I've always been puzzled as to how these demigods managed to build such a large place under this desert. If there are earth spirits in here, then it makes sense."

"Qing'er, I don't know how long the earth spirits have been trapped here. We need to demolish this place as soon as possible, otherwise they may not be able to be rescued."

Su Wanqing nodded, and without saying a word, she swung her power down several times in succession.

When Mo Sha rescued the Wood Elf, he told her to find a spot and bombard it with his holy light.

After being bombarded more than ten times, the original altar began to collapse completely, revealing a cage-like structure in the center.

The little sprites inside are almost identical to the previous wood sprites, the only difference being that these little guys are yellow.

The grieving elves were startled by the sudden light; they had been trapped there for who knows how long.

Living in this dark and gloomy place, their spiritual energy is being drained from their bodies every day.

The elders of the tribe fought with all their might to protect them, but in the end, they all perished one by one.

Just now, the last clan leader also lay down. The anger in their eyes was becoming more and more obvious. Even if they couldn't kill these people, they could always commit suicide!

Seeing the little elves who kept their heads down and wouldn't look up, Su Wanqing had no choice but to go forward and check on them.

Seeing an elf who looked about the same age as Kapok lying on the ground, about to dissipate, Su Wanqing could only say, "Let me see it."

"You..." The earth elf was about to curse when she saw Su Wanqing. This was not one of those demigods, and the feeling emanating from her made them feel very comfortable.

Su Wanqing used several healing skills on the Earth Spirit in succession, and then took out the Spirit-specific healing potion that Mumian had prepared for it.

This was something Kapok brought especially for herself when she set off, worried about her old friend, but she never expected to use it on the Earth Spirit first.

Fortunately, Kapok had prepared enough. After several bottles were poured down her throat, the old elf, who had been lying down, slightly moved her fingers, and her weathered voice rang out: "Old Kapok, is that you?"

"I..." Su Wanqing was interrupted before she could speak.

"Old Cotton, listen to me, this medicine is too precious to waste on me. Take these little guys and run. Remember, don't trust these demigods, they are all demons. Run far away."

"I'm not..." Su Wanqing tried to speak again but was interrupted once more.

"Hurry up, Old Cotton! They'll be here soon. My self-destruction will cause massive collapses here. You go!" The earth spirit said, his eyes closed, as he began to prepare, urging the others on.

The Condor King rolled his eyes at Su Wanqing and the old tortoise who was immersed in grief, and kicked the earth spirit: "Stop babbling, can you open your eyes and look around before you speak?"

"Forehead……"

Su Wanqing's lips twitched slightly; to be honest, she had just wanted to do the same thing.

However, she still respected the elves, and they did look quite pitiful, so she didn't do that.

Why did you kick my grandpa?!

"You wicked bird!"

"You're a bad person, you're a bad person."

The little elves, who were all crying, now pointed at the Divine Eagle King and cried out their grievances.

"If you keep yelling, I'll roast all your wings!" the Eagle King shouted, and the little elves immediately huddled together.

Su Wanqing: "..."

Those words sound so familiar. This Condor King may not be good at much else, but he's quick at learning to speak.

To prevent the Condor King and the group of elves from getting into a bigger fight, Su Wanqing interrupted their conversation.

"You don't need to self-destruct, and your little sprites won't die either. Hurry up and take these few bottles of medicine, then come home with me, and you'll see your old cotton again."

At this point, the earth spirit finally stopped resisting, and after using several bottles of potion, it recovered a lot of its strength.

The moment it sat up and saw Su Wanqing, it felt that this was how a goddess should be.

Looking at the earth spirits in front of her, Su Wanqing unleashed several more skills on them.

Tu Xian looked at Su Wanqing excitedly: "Goddess, are you the real Goddess?"

Su Wanqing paused for a few seconds. To be honest, she didn't know if she could be considered a true goddess.

To say she isn't is a stretch; she possesses a divine essence.

You could call her that, but she's currently just a human with divine attributes.

"Perhaps," Su Wanqing gave an ambiguous answer.

"Great! We're saved! It's said that only the goddess's healing arts have the power to restore life! The goddess we know isn't real at all!" Tu Xian was extremely excited.

It has been a believer in goddesses since childhood and has heard many stories and deeds about goddesses.

However, later, it was rumored that the goddess had betrayed her clan and disobeyed the will of the gods, and was punished by the heavens and disappeared.

It never believed that such a warm and compassionate goddess could do such a thing.

Until one day it met the current goddess, who was high above, arrogant and disdainful of all living beings.

She offered to have her entire clan contribute their strength to her, but it refused, which resulted in the near annihilation of its entire clan.

But the person in front of it, who held the holy light and looked very warm, really resembled the goddess it had imagined.

Seeing Tu Xian's excited state, the old tortoise quickly comforted him, "Don't get excited. Your body is still unstable. Let's leave here quickly. The goddess's next target is the fire spirit, and your wood spirit, Old Cotton, is still in the city."