290 Submission (1)

The entire Holy Tree Matriarch Temple was stunned into silence.

Only two people in the room had a rough understanding of what he was saying.

Elise, who had recently exchanged consciousness with Sibylla through the Eyes of God, and Floral, who had obtained Nehe’s legacy and understood the Forest Elves’ true origins, were the only two who could follow William’s words.

But even they were shocked by what he had said.

Elise knew better than anyone what William was talking about, as she had used the Eyes of God to interact with a figure from the past in a snipped timeline.

She understood that in a shattered time, multiple possibilities could exist at the same time. However, due to the nature of Currere’s causal time, the branching possibilities would eventually condense into a single record, abandoning the other possibilities and creating historical truth.

This meant that even if William had broken the timeline during his battle with the Lady of Starvation, he should only remember the historical truth that had been passed down.

But in reality, not only did he recall multiple timelines, he claimed to have chosen one of them as the current truth.

The ability to see parallel timelines, observe and fix them, and even choose the future with one’s will, was the true power of the gods. Compared to the ability to summon lightning and storms, shaping the historical truth of Currere was a far greater feat. This was the power of gods!

As the leader of the Blind Sisters and tasked with correcting the faith of the Eighth Holy Spirit, Elise had never believed that mortals could embody the might of the Holy Spirit. She had thought of William Kane and Terra Riel as merely new-age ancient gods created by the power of the Eighth Holy Spirit.

But the man in front of her was different. If he could really see and choose a timeline, he was no different from a true god.

Floral was shocked by something else.

William, in a timeline that wasn’t meant to exist, was able to defeat the Lady of Starvation’s Void Incarnation on his ownwithout the help of the Matriarch and the Father of the Wild.

He had reversed Ravenwood’s destruction countdown by over a thousand years and had the power to shape Currere’s timeline away from the grasp of the Void Sovereign!

Even more impressive, William had given up on the ultimate honor of defeating the Lady of Starvation alone and instead chose the possibility of causing the ancient Forest Elf gods to fall into eternal sleep. By doing so, he gave the Forest Elves a chance to escape the tyranny of their gods and redeem themselves in the future.

Before the two ancient gods entered their slumber, they turned to the Forest Elves and wished them well, declaring that their era had finally arrived.

For a thousand years, the Forest Elves refused to abandon their outdated blessing system and embrace reforms. They clung to the power of ancient gods, originating from myth and belief, instead of developing a magic system. This was a grave mistake that pushed the number of forests beyond a critical point. They were now vulnerable to being completely replaced by the Lady of Starvation at any moment

Enter Floral, the new Forest Elf leader determined to save her people. With an unwavering will and a firm hand, she implemented pan-imperialization reforms and introduced the Holy Spirit Church’s faith. Her goal was to correct the Forest Elves’ past mistakes and prevent their inevitable downfall.

“I’m so sorry,” Floral said, lowering her head. “We’ve let you down. Our ancestors failed to understand the deeper meaning behind your actions and those two gods.”

“I’ve already done my best to change, but I don’t know if there’s enough time.”

Floral lowered her head and apologized to William.

“Oh? Yes It’s fine. It’s not too late probably.”

William didn’t understand why she was solemnly apologizing to him, but he replied vaguely,

“Yes! There’s still hope!”

Floral nodded vigorously.

As long as you’re around.

William panicked when he realized the meaning in her eyes.