Hate me, Miss Witch!-Chapter 505 - 240: East Wind at Night Releases a Thousand Blossoms, Further Blowing Down Rain-Like Stars (2)

Chapter 505: Chapter 240: East Wind at Night Releases a Thousand Blossoms, Further Blowing Down Rain-Like Stars (2)

Although the new Arcane System does not contain the concept of Divine Ascension Steps, nor can strength and rank be measured by terms like "Demigod," according to Lilianna’s self-assessment, her current power is enough to oppose an ordinary demigod.

She initially believed that she now possessed the ability to protect the newborn Atlantis City from the Abyss, to establish a place belonging exclusively to the elves amidst the Fabled Creatures on the Western Continent.

But now it seems—

She, along with the other elders in the Council, seem to have been overly naive and optimistic, thinking too simply.

The desolate, barren, and hollow Abyssal Depths have become both a cage imprisoning the elves’ freedom and a barrier protecting them.

As the former Elven Royal Court, the Lost Island holds many secrets and legacies that can draw the covetous eyes of other Fabled Creatures.

And the Abyss serves as a bulwark that isolates all these malicious gazes from the outside, allowing the elves to rest and recuperate for five centuries, licking the wounds from the great calamity.

Lilianna shivered silently.

The Grey Elf Girl suddenly remembered a chilling fact that had been subconsciously overlooked by the elves.

In the early era when the spark was ignited, alongside elves emerged other Divine Era races—

Whether giants, ancient dragons, demon wolves, griffins, or Sky Wing Species... These races once so formidable, now lie buried in the dust of history, rarely seen again.

Perhaps among these former Mythical Species, a few powerful individuals remain in the world, such as the Goddess of Abundance of the Ancient Demon Wolf species or the Dragon of the Night Augutina.

But these are merely individual entities, the truly prosperous civilizations of these races have long since perished for thousands, even tens of thousands of years.

Only the elves, sheltered in the cradle of the Lost Island and Abyss, have avoided the strife of the Western Continent for millennia, surviving even in this era of divine decline and human rise.

However, now, the elves, arrogant and self-confident, have left their safe and comfortable cradle, returning to the malice-ridden Dark Forest.

Is this truly the redemption imagined by the residents of Atlantis, a return from the dungeon to daylight... or the beginning of the end for a race not belonging to this era, swept away by the rolling tide of history?

...

This thought quickly dispersed within Lilianna’s mind.

Instantly, she even felt a terror that she might become the eternal criminal of the Elf Clan.

However, in the next moment.

Lilianna felt a hand gently pat her shoulder.

"To be able to dwell in safety while fearing danger, planning ahead, is indeed a rare and valuable quality for a leader, Lily."

"As the future leader of the Elven Royal Court, you have qualified."

The tranquil words resonated in Lilianna’s ear.

The Grey Elf turned back with some surprise, only to see Augutina, shrouded in the night, appearing behind her.

The dark strands of hair faintly revealed horns, and those golden dragon eyes no longer hidden by the night appeared as if red-gold lava was flowing.

"If Shiayar knew... that the Grey Elf girl whose head he casually patted would grow into such an outstanding clan race leader one day."

"He would probably laugh a bit and then boast how his head pats indeed opened up the touched one’s meridians."

A hint of laughter flickered across Augutina’s crimson gold beautiful eyes.

"Leader."

Lilianna turned with some excitement.

Since the youth from the Ice-Sealed Throne awakened, Augutina’s whereabouts became quite erratic.

Every time Lilianna sought her out at the ancient, dark palace at night, she would find it empty, leaving behind vague words, "doing adult things, children shouldn’t ask too much."

Lilianna initially thought the leader had left Atlantis, as Augutina, being the Dragon of the Night and the last remnant of the Ancient Dragon Royal Court, regards the Western Continent as her domain.

Yet here stood the leader.

Yes indeed, if the leader and this human named Shiayar could stay in Atlantis...

Then even other Fabled Creatures wouldn’t be a cause for fear.

Such thoughts had hardly formed.

In the next moment, as if her mind had been read, Lilianna heard the elegant low laugh of the Dragon of the Night.

"Unfortunately, Lily."

"He and I do not belong to this era, nor can we stay in Atlantis for long."

"This is the realm of the Elven Royal Court, the civilization of the elves... whether humans or dragon race, they are destined to be mere guests here, not the masters of this city."

"The future of the elves, the future of Atlantis, can only be pioneered by yourselves."

"Moreover, should the Golden Elf know I occupy the position of leader and refuse to leave, complaints would be inevitable."

In Augutina’s cool yet elegant words, laughter involuntarily infused.