Starting With 3 S-Class Talents

Chapter 465: Inheriting the Divine Spark and Becoming a True God

In Devil Flame City, the four apostles took advantage of the last bit of darkness before dawn to launch an attack on the city gate.

This was already the twelfth attack in the past few days. Despite their attacks, they did not see any powerful or invincible aliens in Devil Flame City. Thus, they became even more arrogant.

They soon launched their final attack against the city. They wanted to break through the city gates and enter the city in one fell swoop!

Hundreds of elves jumped down from the city wall and faced the hundreds of thousands of troops head-on. These ordinary elves who still believed in the Elf Kings had been in war ever since they left the Tias Mountain Range. Almost all of them were injured and showed signs of fatigue during the battle.

However, they did not hesitate at all as they finally saw hope in front of them.

The elves were slowly using their faith to resist the demons. There was a possibility of reconciliation between the elves and the Dark Elves!

Even if Devil Flame City was small compared to the entire Elf World, they were still willing to use their lives to protect this small hope so that there would always be a possibility of success.

The Dark Elves army in the city were unable to contribute on the battlefield. They could only stand on the top of the city wall and shoot arrows continuously to relieve the pressure on the other elves who were charging forward. However, the battle below was still rather one-sided.

In the midst of the chaotic army, a figure covered in black fog kept shuttling back and forth. His goal was not to attack the Dark Elves led by the four apostles, but rather to search for injured elves that had fallen on the battlefield. As long as he found any elves that were injured, he would immediately open a magical space door and escape the battlefield with the injured. As long as the elves were saved by him, no matter how injured they were, it would not take long for them to recover and return to the battlefield.

On the city tower, Dave, the City Lord, was frowning. He was worried because he could tell that the other party was determined to win the battle. However, he had no solution at that moment. He could only watch the elves in front of him fall one by one.

Catherine stood behind Dave and looked at the battlefield below. She said anxiously, “Ebenezer alone can’t save all the elves. If we keep fighting like this, our reinforcements will be killed sooner or later! Do we not have any other way?”

Dave shook his head and said firmly, “There’s no other way! If Ebenezer falls, I’ll take his place myself! We have no choice but to fight to the death with the enemy. As long as one of us doesn’t fall, there’s still hope for us to turn defeat into victory!”

Catherine raised her hand and pinched Dave’s shoulder. She said softly, “If you want to participate in the battle personally, I’ll stand on the wall and watch you. If you fall, I’ll jump down from here and die with you!”

Dave held Catherine’s hand and rubbed it gently. He did not say anything.

They had long been connected in their hearts. At that moment, no matter what they said, it was equivalent to saying goodbye. It was better for them not to say anything.

At the same time, Monica had led a group of clergies from the temple to the city tower. They stood in front of the city wall with their hands clasped tightly. They closed their eyes and began to pray for the elves under the city. They were also praying for the fate of the entire Devil Flame City!

And the person that they were praying to was none other than Vincent!

…

In Serene Spring City, Melissa was standing on top of the city wall and looking at a hill not far away. She was counting the troops of the three apostles carefully. The more she counted, the more shocked she became!

Melissa said with some difficulty, “The enemy has almost 300,000 troops. Even if we don’t include the three apostles who are eyeing us like tigers, it will still be very difficult for us to fight them. It will be difficult for us to withstand just one of their charges!”

Horace, who was standing beside Melissa, turned to look at the elves behind him who were ready to attack at any moment. He said in a deep voice, “Everyone, please do your best today. We are the last hope of the elves. When the battle officially begins in the evening, you must not have any misgivings. You must use your strongest attack and exhaust the enemy’s army. Do not hold back because we cannot guarantee that we will have the chance to launch a second attack after the first attack, so we must treat every attack like our last attack before we die!”

All the elves replied in unison, “Yes!”

There was not the slightest hint of fear in their eyes. There was only determination.

Melissa looked down at the city and muttered to herself, “Now, let’s see if we can turn this around!”

…

Vincent, on the other hand, was in Imperial City. He was concerned about the safety of the two cities and Linus and his team. He soon stepped out of the space door and arrived at the bottom of the Well of Filth. He looked at the six Elf Kings who had turned extremely old overnight. He asked in a deep voice, “How are your preparations going?”

The Fire Elf King looked at Vincent and sighed with a gratified expression, “You came just in time! If you had come a little later, I’m afraid we wouldn’t have been able to hold on!”

Vincent asked with a puzzled expression, “What does this mean? What exactly happened?”

The Fire Elf King smiled slightly and said with a look of relief, “Once we inherit the divine spark from the Elf Kings, we will never be separated from it unless we die. The moment we became Elf Kings, we will have to bear this responsibility for the rest of our lives! We will never let the demons take away the authority that belongs to the Elf Race. Therefore, we have not slept or rested for the past few days. We have used up the last bit of our vitality to separate the divine spark from our bodies. Now, as long as the divine spark is separated from our bodies, we will immediately die!”

Vincent’s eyes instantly widened. He did not expect the method suggested by the Elf Kings to be so tragic. He asked with a worried expression, “It is indeed respectable for you to disregard life and death, but what is the use of this? Once you separate yourselves from the divine spark, those elves who rely on faith to obtain power from you will instantly lose their abilities. It may even endanger their lives. Do you want to destroy the last seed of the elves?”

The Fire Elf King shook his head and corrected Vincent, “We don’t just want to separate ourselves from the divine spark, but to have an inheritance! As long as we pass on the divine spark to a new god, the believers will not lose their power. Perhaps they may obtain even more powerful abilities from the new God!”

Vincent sighed helplessly and spread his hands, “You make it sound easy, but where can I find a god to replace you?”

The Fire Elf King looked at Vincent with a smile and said seriously, “You don’t have to. You’re the best candidate!”

Vincent was stunned and asked in surprise, “Me?”

The Fire Elf King nodded and continued, “That’s right, it’s you! You have the law of fire, and at the same time, you’re an expert who cares about the common people. You also have a sense of justice. I believe that after passing the divine spark to you, you will definitely bring more benefits to the Elf Race. At least, we can see some hope in you! Whether we can defeat Gajero, drive away the demons, and revitalize the Elf Race will all depend on you!”

Vincent sighed unhappily, “Why must you rely on me? We humans still have a lot of problems! Can’t you elves think of a way to solve the problem on your own? Why must you hand over all the burdens to an irrelevant person like me?”

The smile on the Fire Elf King’s face became even brighter. He said to Vincent, “How can you say that it’s irrelevant? You came to Elf World in the dark and fought with the demons here. This means that you are the destined savior of the Elf Race. Handing over the divine spark to you can be considered as us following the guidance of fate!”

Vincent let out a long sigh. He felt helpless. He had never thought that their method would still require him to rely on himself. He had been waiting for nothing!

The Fire Elf King was stunned for a second as if he had run out of fuel. His face instantly turned pale. He looked as if he was going to die at any moment.

“I have already reached my limit. Next, the Elf Race will be entrusted to you!”

As he spoke, the Fire Elf King raised his hand and pointed. A fiery red halo flew out from his fingertip and flew directly into Vincent’s glabella.

At that moment, Vincent could suddenly hear many overlapping prayers. There were also some memory fragments mixed in with authority that belonged to the previous Elf Kings, as well as many special abilities relating to fire spells and arrays.

Vincent was in a lot of pain. The pain was worse than when he absorbed the memories from the immortal skull.

Vincent felt as if his head could explode at any moment. All the nerves in his body were trembling at the same time. He felt like he was going to lose his mind.

Just as the halo entered Vincent’s glabella, the Fire Elf King fell down with his head up and died.

When the other Elf Kings saw Vincent, they quickly reminded him, “Now that you have accepted the divine spark of fire, you must immediately meditate and try to communicate with the divine spark. You must also find a way to suppress the divine spark. Only then can you surpass us and become the true God of the Elf Race!”

Vincent, who was in unbearable pain, had no time to think. He could only follow the voices beside his ear and sit cross-legged on the stone block. He began to meditate using his spiritual power to communicate with the halo in his mind.

Vincent wrapped his consciousness with psionic power and tried communicating with the divine spark of fire. However, it seemed like the divine spark despised him. It attacked his consciousness and did not give him any room to communicate. At the same time, it increased Vincent’s pain.

“F*ck! How can a mere divine spark turn the sky upside down? Today, you can either obey or shatter!”

Vincent had suddenly turned ruthless as he was unable to endure the pain any longer. He no longer tried to communicate with the divine spark in a cautious manner. Instead, he used all of his strength and began to attack the divine spark of fire. He wanted to destroy it to relieve his own pain.

However, what surprised Vincent was that under his simple and crude method, the divine spark of fire suddenly became docile. Red ripples started to appear in Vincent’s mind. It took the initiative to accept Vincent’s consciousness that was wrapped in psionic power and begin to establish a connection with it!