44: Chapter 44 Pre-Battle Mobilization

The cruel plane wars he would face in the future were not something that elves raised in a greenhouse could participate in...

The discussion between the two elves was reaching a fever pitch. The gentleness in Angel's eyes had vanished, replaced by the cold, calculating gaze of a strategist!

Angel suddenly braced herself against the table, her emerald dress swaying with the abrupt movement.

"My Lord, the elves' faith in you is as loyal and pure as that of pilgrims! If we tell the elves in advance that this is a virtual war, even if the Moonlight Elves throw themselves into it wholeheartedly, the results will undoubtedly be greatly diminished..."

"A sword that has not been sufficiently tempered by fire, even if successfully forged, will never possess a true edge!"

Angel took half a step forward gracefully, the dust stirred by her skirt scattering in the sunlight...

"In my opinion, it would be better to hide the fact that this is a virtual trial and tell the elves that war is descending upon our home in reality! Let the young and naive Moonlight Elves experience the baptism of blood and fire; only then will they understand your persistence, My Lord, and realize what they are fighting for in the future!"

Hearing this, Lin Ye raised an eyebrow slightly, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes as he seriously considered the feasibility of this idea.

Angel's words were clearly proposed after careful consideration. The elves had been too comfortable in this fertile and peaceful Spiritual Realm for too long. For them, a real war experience would far better ignite the ferocity that had been gradually fading into their bloodlines than a virtual battle!

By simulating a real war, letting the elves experience the slaughter between life and death, and feeling the suffocation of death, the elves would strive for higher realms. Furthermore, it would greatly enhance the cohesion of the Moonlight Elf Clan!

This was also content that the elves had to experience; experiencing it in advance would also allow the elves to adapt more quickly to the urgency of such wars.

Lin Ye's eyes were filled with approval and admiration. After weighing the options, Lin Ye finally made up his mind and decided to adopt Angel's suggestion!

Hehe, Moonlight Elves, don't blame your Lord; this is the method your High Priestess decided on~

Lin Ye took a deep breath, divine power surging within him. An oracle carrying divine majesty echoed throughout the Divine Realm, instantly attracting the attention of all the elves in the realm.

"My loyal elves! The shadow of darkness is quietly approaching our home, and the iron hooves of the heretics are about to trample into our homeland!"

"The weapons you hold in your hands are the Blades of Protection I have bestowed upon you! They are a reward for your courage! You are the brave warriors guarding our home; every time you swing your swords, you will pierce through the darkness shrouded by the heretics! Every act of holding your ground is an act of loyalty to our home and a defense of the glory of the Moonlight Elf Clan!"

"I swear in my name: make these heretics pay the price for their arrogance! Let every drop of their blood remain on this land forever! I will be with you, and my gaze will always be fixed on every battle you fight! For our home and our glory! Kill those rude wretches who dare to violate our territory!"

Lin Ye's oracle was like a bombshell, exploding with a roar in the Divine Realm.

The Moonlight Elves raised their heads in unison, burning, determined light igniting in their dark eyes.

Their straight backs were like the branches of the Elven Mother Tree, and their skin, long soaked in the Spiritual Realm, glowed with a faint silver light...

The hot blood in their hearts, which had gradually cooled due to peace, was reignited at this moment, and the weapons they gripped tightly became incomparably heavy at this instant!

"For the Lord and the Elven Mother Tree, kill these heretics!!!"

Thranduil's high-pitched and passionate voice was like a spring breeze meeting fire, once again igniting the morale of the entire Spiritual Realm!

The shouts of the Moonlight Elves gathered into waves of sound, causing ripples in the air wherever they passed!

The Elven Mother Tree seemed to be infected by the hot blood and passion of the elves; its tender green branches swayed gently, scattering bits of brilliant green life energy that drifted like wind to every corner of the Divine Realm!

Subsequently, the Moonlight Elves acted quickly, lining up rapidly according to the military formations they had trained in!

The slightly slender bodies of the elf shield-bearers gripped the heavy shields in their hands steadily, lining up in rows like rows of hard tree walls, protecting the damage-dealing positions behind them!

The spearmen followed closely behind the shield-bearers, ready to thrust their cold-glinting spears out through the gaps in the shields in front of them at any time!

The archers were closely guarded by the Swordsmen in the safest rear, and every arrow in their quivers flickered with a chilling cold light!

Angel and Thranduil stood side by side atop the ancient tree, a gentle breeze blowing, stirring their hair and hemlines.

Their gazes were solemn as they inspected the neatly arranged Moonlight Elves below.

Below, the neatly arranged ranks of Moonlight Elves stood, and under the sunlight, every piece of armor on their bodies reflected a murderous light.

"Fellows..." Angel's cold, clear voice echoed in the elves' ears, "A void rift has appeared on the edge of our home!"

Angel raised her hand and waved it gently, using magic to condense a huge holographic projection, displaying the images of the intruders that had been detected.

However, this image was merely a scene carefully forged by Lin Ye using divine power.

"Three months from now, this group of brutal foreign races will pass through this rift... and brazenly invade our home!"

"These foreign races are full of hostility toward our Moonlight Elves, and their arrival will bring endless disaster!"

"They will cruelly kill our innocent kin, destroy our beautiful home, and plunder our resources! Our peace and tranquility are facing an unprecedented threat!"

Thranduil stepped forward, the clanging of his longsword being drawn ringing out into the sky: "But we are not lambs waiting to be slaughtered! We are the brave Moonlight Elves!"

"The branches of the Elven Mother Tree have already woven a net of protection for us, and the Lord's blessing is always shrouding us! We must make these invaders remember with their blood! In the territory of the Moonlight Elves, invaders die!"

Angel slowly opened her hands, and green light bloomed from her palms; it was an Amplification Magic cast by Angel.

Angel's voice was not as solemn as Thranduil's; she said softly and gently, "Look, the Elven Mother Tree has already woven the laurel of victory for us!"

"Our beloved Lord is watching us from the river of time at this very moment! His blessings will always accompany us, lighting our path to victory!"

Thranduil gently stroked the sword at his waist, his voice calm, "The growth rings of the Elven Mother Tree will remember the names of every one of His children!"