Elf Kingdom: Game of the World Tree
Chapter 474 - 454: Half-Elf Oros

Chapter 474: Chapter 454: Half-Elf Oros

As a surge of memories flooded in, Eve felt her vision shift, and the entire world suddenly changed.

The players were gone.

The constantly collapsing city buildings were gone.

Even the half-plane residents, who had been battling with the players and were turning into monsters, were gone.

Even the sounds of fighting and shouting on the battlefield seemed to sink into water, growing quieter and quietly disappearing...

In Eve’s eyes, the world suddenly spread out like a drop of ink in water.

And when She looked around again, She found herself in a strange space.

This space gave off a sense of ancient ruin, an extremely unrealistic and illusory feeling.

And what met Eve’s gaze was a long, narrow passageway.

This passage was full of cracks, clearly already collapsed, yet some force twisted it together, achieving a delicate balance, allowing it to continue to exist.

But now, this delicate balance seemed to have been broken.

The entire fragmented passageway had begun to disintegrate, continuously crumbling...

Within the collapsing passageway, illusory doors appeared at regular intervals.

Eve slightly shifted Her gaze, looking toward the nearest door to Her.

The door was ajar, and Eve could clearly see the other side.

Unlike the gradually crumbling passage.

It seemed to be another independent world.

The sky was high and cloudy, and green trees shaded the area.

And a delicate and adorable Half-Elf boy ran happily across the meadow under the trees.

He had beautiful silver hair and a pair of lovely purple-red eyes.

At the moment She saw him, Eve suddenly had a realization:

*He was the Half-Elf Oros!*

*In his childhood!*

The Half-Elf boy was incredibly cute.

He laughed with innocent delight, like a joyful little angel.

He mingled seamlessly with other Elf and Half-Elf children, playing happily in the forest.

Through a corner of the forest, Eve could vaguely see the majestic and prosperous Elf City in the distance...

Gazing at the cityscape that seemed somewhat familiar and feeling the peculiar energy fluctuations, Eve felt a stir in Her heart:

"This seems to be... Feilengcui?"

"Could this be Oros’s spiritual world?"

*Though it was a rhetorical self-questioning, when Eve had this thought, She was ninety-nine percent certain.*

Every creature with a soul possesses their own spiritual world.

It is the sea of the soul that holds the memories of a creature’s life.

And when one being devours the memory of another, there is a certain chance of entering the other’s spiritual world.

This is a very wondrous state.

Through entering another’s spiritual world, one being can quickly assimilate the other’s memories, consume their soul, and rapidly explore their entire life.

And without a doubt, Eve was now very likely inside Oros’s spiritual world!

*At the moment She recognized her identity, Oros completely gave up resisting.*

She directly opened her own spiritual world, embracing Eve’s power, offering everything of herself without reservation to Eve...

And after understanding everything, Eve naturally also knew what this passage and the doors on the passage symbolized.

The former represented Oros’s spiritual world.

The latter, these were the unforgettable fragments of memory he experienced throughout his life!

*By browsing these memory fragments, Eve could quickly learn about the life of the Half-Elf Oros.*

Of course, as an outsider, She could leave this spiritual world at any time.

Just a thought in Her mind was enough.

However, Eve did not intend to do so.

This spiritual world was collapsing.

The time in this space was running out.

If Eve left, She feared She might never have another chance to return.

And the collapse of a spiritual world meant only one thing—

The owner of the spiritual world had fallen.

No...

*Not already fallen.*

*But She had long since fallen.*

Judging from the internal state, this passage symbolizing Oros’s spiritual world had long since disintegrated.

Even the surrounding space was full of cracks.

It felt as though this space had already shattered once, and now was merely held together by countless forced fragments...

Indeed, it was forcefully "stuck" together.

It seemed to be held together by some powerful obsession, which forcefully gathered the collapsing spiritual world, keeping it intact...

*Upon realizing this, Eve’s expression slightly froze.*

This meant that the one fighting the players, and fighting Her, was not the living Elf Demigod Oros, but the obsession left behind after his fall!

*When Eve realized this, the sense of achievement from defeating the enemy and reaching the goal instantly vanished into thin air.*

*Because She suddenly felt that She might have misunderstood something...*

Eve suddenly looked up and glanced at the remaining doors.

Her expression suddenly became somewhat complicated.

Taking a deep breath, She stepped forward, moving deeper into the passage...

The passage continued to crumble.

However, Eve was no longer focusing on it.

Her attention had shifted to the doors on the sides of the passage.

*Eve couldn’t stop this world from collapsing.*

*The only thing She could do was to browse through each of those memory fragments within this world.*

And as She walked, the memories of the Half-Elf Oros gradually unfolded before Eve’s eyes...

It was the journey of an Elf Demigod’s growth.

He loved nature, loved life.

He was a devoted believer of nature...

His dream was to become a Natural Priest favored by the Mother Goddess, a true Divine Favored.

From youthful recklessness to mature stability.

From weak as an ant to growing into a formidable figure.

Through a thousand years, he worked as a mercenary, became a bounty hunter, a traveling merchant, and also a minstrel...

His footprints spread across the entire Segis World, knowing countless races and making innumerable friends.

He witnessed cruel wars, and also times of peace.

He saw the rise of humans, and the decline of Elf Cities.

He was born at the peak of Elf Civilization...

In that era, the steps of the Elves and Half-Elves reached every corner of the world, respected by all wise races wherever they went.

Yet, he experienced the thousand years of transition where Elf Civilization shifted from prosperity to decline.

Although the Elf Clan was still the most powerful civilization, and the Elves were still the most supreme race, and other races still showed reverence toward the Elf Clan...

The rise of humans and sub-humanoids quietly changed everything...

He witnessed the emergence of one human powerhouse after another.

He heard of one divine believer after another rising up.

He saw one Elf and Half-Elf settlement after another being replaced by human forces.

He saw new kingdoms continually being born across the continent.

At that moment, he felt the ambition and desire of other races rising...

He felt the undercurrents surging across the continent...

However, the Elves failed to notice it.

They still cheered for the glory of their civilization, still sang praises of their great kingdom.

Though they loved peace, were kind and gentle, they also bore an arrogance engraved in their very bones...

This arrogance had gradually turned into hubris.

And hubris could destroy everything.

At that moment, Oros finally understood.

The Elf Clan was already old.