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"If that's the case, I must also admit that the power of forbidden spells is indeed a destructive force that surpasses the limits of this world..." Griffith's voice was also somewhat low, as one of the few who had personally experienced and survived a forbidden spell, he could better understand the despair and helplessness that permeated from the marrow when facing such a spell. "However, precisely because of this, the power of forbidden spells is destined to be resisted by the entire world, and humans who abuse them are destined to be punished and abandoned by the world. This time, we will give them a good lesson here, with the world's initial vitality."

Chen Xuanfeng's gaze gradually lifted to the endless starry sky above as he said, "Honestly, even now I still feel like this isn't real... I never imagined that the Eternal Capital—Xilinmeilidania—still exists outside this world, and this time, can the high elves really rely on the King's Three Regalia and the World Tree's Fruit to summon back that ancient magical city and the Primeval Golden Tree from the temporal rifts of the elemental realm?"

Just as he voiced his doubts, the light from the massive magic array set up by the elves below gradually took shape. Six massive streams of magical energy, each a different color, slowly and majestically converged from all corners of the wasteland, eventually transforming into six increasingly bright magical stars.

Heroic Werewolf Scroll Chapter 67: The Eternal Capital of Three Thousand Eras

In the early morning, Grand Mage Falayer finished his morning routine, donned his most solemn magical robe, and went to the grassland outside his tent to enjoy the breakfast prepared by his servants and apprentices. The breakfast was lavish, and the grand mage ate with great care, so the meal took almost an hour to finish.

For a mage, wasting time on eating is an unthinkable thing. In fact, Grand Mage Falayer himself was not a man who indulged in pleasures. In his over eighty years of life, the opportunities to sit at a dining table and eat were few and far between. He devoted nearly all his time to research and cultivation. However, at this moment, neither the old mage himself nor his apprentices felt that such a long breakfast was a problem...

Because, this was fated to be the grand mage's final breakfast.

Because, Grand Mage Falayer's other identity was the Forbidden Spell Mage of Thunder.

Today, he would cast the first and only forbidden spell of his life.

The price, was his life.

On the distant mountaintop, the massive magic array prepared for the forbidden spell had been completed by yesterday evening, and according to the news received, by this morning, the preparations of the other two forbidden spell mages had also been completed. So, this morning was the time for them to launch their attack together.

The grand mage gently adjusted his robe, picked up his staff, and step by step walked towards the mountaintop. He did not use flying magic, nor did he teleport, but walked with his own legs on the final journey of his life. At this moment, he was walking towards the most magnificent and glorious finale of his life with the heart of a pilgrim.

Not long after, an invisible wave began to ripple across the entire sealed wasteland, and the most sensitive elves immediately noticed this change.

An elderly elven mage suddenly looked up and said to the Queen before him, "Your Majesty, the spatial fluctuations have exceeded the critical threshold, and the spatial seal is beginning to collapse."

The graceful Elven Queen nodded and said, "Order all units to prepare. Once half the seal points are destroyed, initiate the 'Return Plan.'"

Watching the mages under the Queen's command spring into action, Chen Xuanfeng, standing beside her, couldn't help but wonder, "I can't help but wonder what humans would think if they realized their actions were being manipulated by us."

"That is the price they should pay," the Queen smiled. "But now I am even more convinced that all this is the grace of the goddess. The reunion of the King's Three Regalia, the return of the super spirits, allows us to set foot on the continent once again, and this time we have successfully borrowed the forbidden power of humans to solve the problem that has plagued our race for thousands of years. These were once mere fantasies, so I am even more convinced that after today, we will surely welcome the return of the capital."

Chen Xuanfeng, looking at the Queen's barely contained excitement, couldn't help but recall the secrets about the "Eternal Capital" that he had only been fully informed of upon arriving here.

According to the high elves, when the Great Demon King Bato's forces directly targeted "Xilinmeilidania," although the elves resisted at all costs, they also had to consider contingency measures in case of failure. After all, there were too many things in the capital that absolutely could not fall into enemy hands, including dozens of Golden Trees, countless magical civilization crystals, and hundreds of thousands of elven children. Ultimately, the elves decided that in the worst-case scenario, they would use a massive spell to send the main body of the capital into the spatial rifts of the elemental realm, thereby avoiding the Great Demon King's onslaught.

The outcome of the ensuing war is well known, and thus the magnificent main city of the "Eternal Capital," along with thirty-seven Golden Trees including the Primeval Golden Tree, two hundred and eighty thousand elven children under the age of one hundred and sixty, and thirty thousand elven mages responsible for casting the spell, all disappeared from the world, leaving only the ruined outer buildings for the enemy.

Although the Great Demon King failed to achieve his goal of seizing the Primeval Golden Tree, the infinitely powerful demon king soon discovered another gain. Due to the immense size of the "Eternal Capital," a massive spatial collapse was left in its original position, so the Great Demon King Bato quickly took advantage of this, easily piercing through space to summon his own demon capital "Sanuowelian," originally established in hell, to this world, along with a large army loyal to him.

The subsequent world war aside, let's talk about the elven capital sealed in the alternate dimension.

Interdimensional spatial travel is no simple matter. Even deities must tread carefully to avoid losing direction in the complex overlapping spaces. Therefore, generally speaking, creatures below the level of super magical beasts cannot actively traverse dimensions (those summoned are exceptions), and for the creatures of the Star Sea Continent, even disregarding the issue of spatial coordinates, the airless environment and the massive energy tides of the Starry Abyss Sea alone can destroy everything. However, the elves within "Xilinmeilidania" had a unique advantage, as the Primeval Golden Tree was a split from the World Tree, naturally capable of suppressing the chaotic energies of the Starry Abyss Sea, and the elven mages chose a branch spatial rift of the elemental realm dominated by the Goddess of Nature as their refuge, where elves could even survive without breathing, naturally nourished by the elements. This is why the elven mages of that era dared to cast such a spell.