Elven world.
Speaking of it, the entire Elf Giant Tree is now devoid of people.
The Elf Gods have mostly died of old age or been ambushed and killed, even those Popes and Cardinals couldn't bear the loneliness and descended the trees, era after era...
As a result, they died inexplicably.
Thinking about it now, it was obviously Elis's doing.
But now she's no longer in this world, and it's impossible to pursue the matter further.
The whole World Tree only has Minis left.
At first, Minis thought so until that fat Golden Giant Dragon walked out of the Holy Hall of Light, and he remembered there was this existence.
It was still alive.
And in order to sleep, it had already evolved a tortoise-like ability, eating once and not getting hungry for months.
It slept for several months, only to find the world had changed.
But for this Holy Dragon, nothing mattered.
At this moment, he descended an oracle:
