On the Elves Island...
In the middle of the territory of the most talented tribe in the Spiritual World, there was a huge, colorful tree, the oldest tree in the world, the source of the Spring of Life.
On the sides of this tree was a small lake that collected the drops that fell from the thousands of leaves of this ancient tree.
But there was a reason why this huge tree was so special and produced such a precious liquid. Looking through the soil to its roots, you would see something unique in the whole world.
The tree was connected to a spiritual root!
It was the only one in the whole world, the only one that had successfully connected with one of the highest-level life forms in this world.
Because of the importance of this tree to the elves, the strongest of this tribe lived near it, in the inanimate parts of this gigantic organism that was worth more than Divine Medicine.
But right where the strongest Demigods of this tribe lived, a group of them were gathered on one of the branches of this tree, all with resolute looks on their faces, deeply worried.
"We haven't found out what's going on yet. But we have already sent some of our siblings to travel the seas and the Continent of Beasts to investigate further.
But the recent behavior of the sky whales and dragons can clearly be explained by a new race for supremacy in the face of disaster." A level 99 pointy-eared being said while analyzing the matter with some elders of the same level as him.
"What should we do?" An elf asked, feeling that signs of trouble had reached them too often in recent years.
Another male elf said. "The Continental Tournament will be held soon. We'll have all the leaders of the Spiritual World in our territory to discuss measures to prevent disasters."
"That will take a long time. I have a feeling that the problem behind this sensation we're all feeling will hit us before the tournament." Another elf commented.
"Then let's invite representatives from each continent to a meeting. We can meet on the Divine Continent in five years. That's enough time for even the rival powers to get some space to send representatives to this conversation."
"Hmm, we need to start rationing food and spiritual resources immediately. We don't know what will happen yet. Still, it is almost certain that the harvests of common resources and high-level medicines will fall within a few decades."
The elves were one of the three oldest races and the most knowledgeable about the history of the world. They had already witnessed several global catastrophes and knew what global crises entailed.
They knew that to keep the world strong and get it through one of these eras, many measures had to be taken to protect as many races as possible.
Not only that, but the world leaders had to be as strong as they could be before that happened!
It would be twice as difficult to reach the peak of cultivation during such an era!
Knowing this, a level 99 elf, the strongest elder of the elf tribe, stood up from where she was sitting with her back to the other elders who were talking.
When they saw her standing on the top of that branch, looking at a giant moon that could only be seen from Elves Island, they all fell silent, waiting for the decision of one of the five strongest level 99 Demigods in the Spiritual World.
She was the strongest among the elves, losing in power only to two sky whales, a dragon, and a human from the Divine Continent!
She moved her right hand, and the space around that part of her body distorted before returning to normal, with a bright orange fruit appearing there. "It's time for me to take the next step." She said subtly as all the elders looked at the Divine-grade medicine in her hands.
"Aurae..." One of the elders murmured the name of this 140,000-year-old woman, one of the oldest living beings in the world.
Even the elven tribe didn't have many Divine medicines. Every generation, the tribe would have one or two medicines of this quality.
But at this time, only one had matured, and the tribe had yet to decide who would be lucky enough to absorb it.
Unlike other races worldwide, where the strongest had this privilege, things were different on Elves Island.
You had to get the permission of the Tree of Life!
However, in this pre-chaos situation, things might be a little different!
"Does anyone here disagree with me doing this? Elders, the tribe needs a leader, and it needs to be as strong as possible. I will fulfill this mission and lead our people to the end of the next chaotic era." She said before disappearing to begin her absorption of the most precious resource.
The other elves just watched as the blonde woman with the greenish-blue skin disappeared from their sight; probably the last time they would see her at level 99.
Unlike many beings who could reach level 99, elves had an almost 80% chance of reaching level 100 when they had Divine Medicine in their hands!
Because of their spiritual affinity with this world and its resources, these beings needed only a small push to make such a breakthrough!
In a few years, decades at the most, that old woman could reach the highest level known in the Spiritual World!
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While the powers of the entire Spiritual World were reeling from the sudden phenomenon that had stunned experts on every continent and island, Minos and his crew managed to leave the territory of the Arctic Whale Tribe.
After overcoming the problems of leaving the tribe, their group would continue to travel northeast for the next few days, toward the sky whale post closest to their position.
They wouldn't go to the headquarters of the most powerful tribe in the world, as it could take weeks or even months to reach that place.
Considering the difficulties of the whale tribe accompanying them, they only wanted to deliver information about the betrayal of the Arctic Sharks to the sea rulers.
Only four days after leaving their tribe, their group would arrive at the first location of the sky whale tribe's group, where they would encounter chaos that most of them would not have expected.
The dark zone of the sea was completely empty, while many experts above level 95 had left their resting positions to sail the world again!
'Shit... Trouble is coming!'
