Tate Continent.

City of Blossoming Green Flowers.

This is a typical Elf City.

The architecture is grand and exquisite, the streets are orderly and elegant, with plants and various decorations filling the city's avenues and alleys.

Every building's exterior emits a rich artistic flair.

However, in terms of the whole world, this city is not large; calling it a town might be more appropriate.

But this is exactly the characteristic of the Elf homeland on Tate Continent.

Apart from a few major cities that are open to trade or visitors, most Elf cities are like this.

After all, the Elf population is truly limited, making the central continent of Tate Continent sparsely populated.

Each city is located in an idyllic spot, gathering the painstaking efforts of every Elf within.

At this moment, on the city's edge, there is a functional area rarely used since the city's establishment, now welcoming its new members.

This area on the edge is the "Military Camp," used only during wartime.

For hundreds of years, it is being used for the first time as an Elf army is stationed there.

They are Radiant Elves, belonging to the "Thorn Flower" organization.

In the entire Elf World, there are quite a few organizations like this, big and small.

Their leaders are mostly strong and influential Elves.

Be it a councilor, a general, or a leader of a school of thought.

The Elf Race can be described as a people where everyone is a soldier, their long lifespans provide ample time for them to train. Even those civilian Elves who are not keen on fighting possess basic combat skills.

So, as long as they are adult Elves, they have mastered the basic combat techniques.

For Elves, they might have trained these fundamental skills intermittently for decades.

In the entire world, they definitely exist as those who can fight against many. If they have talent and are willing to continue honing, their strength will grow even more.

However, the population issue remains the biggest limitation for the development of the Elves, and this problem is nearly impossible to solve.

Not that no Elf has tried to tackle this problem, after all, there exists a true world object—the Stone of Creation.

But the problem is, the Elf race template originates from a certain "setting" in the world. When the ancestors of the Elves made their wish, it was rather vague.

Roughly expressing the hope for a long life, a perfect appearance, an affinity for nature, and elite kin.

This wish perfectly aligned with the Elf lifestyle, thus the world at the time applied the corresponding "setting information" to the wishing race, thus birthing the Elf race.

Once such a racial template is formed, it becomes a whole. Theoretically, it is possible to wish for enhanced reproductive ability, but it requires an entire Stone of Creation.

Because this is not about acquiring a certain power, but enhancing the fundamental Power of Life on the existing racial base.

Moreover, at that time, obtaining the Stone of Creation was not easy.

In the era before the Fragment appeared, the Stones of Creation were whole, and it might take thousands of years to have one or two chances to acquire it.

Not to mention the time when the Giant Dragons dominated; though many dragons didn't use the Stones of Creation, it didn't prevent them from collecting them.

Until the dragons gradually left, a large number of Stones of Creation began to flow externally.

At this point, other races started collecting and rising with it, later resulting in the Stones of Creation being fragmented into pieces.

Although acquiring the fragments became relatively easier, gathering an entire stone has become increasingly difficult.

A large number of block-shaped Stones of Creation were used, which also caused the Elves to diverge into various branches.

For instance, the Dark Moon Elves, whose ancestors used the Creation Stone Fragment to specifically enhance reproductive capabilities.

Thus, within the Elf Race, the rare occurrence of twins belongs solely to the Dark Moon Elves.

The Double Moon Leader of the Dark Moon Elves was previously a councilor of the World Ring Council.

And within this military camp.

All five hundred and sixteen members of the "Thorn Society" have arrived. Following the orders of the renowned officer among the Radiant Elves, they came to this place.

"Are we really going to take back the Bulles Mine?" Radiant Elf Serena mumbled to herself.

Her companion nearby heard her words and frowned as he scolded, "That mine was originally ours, it's those dark-skinned folks who seized it, we're just going to take it back."

Upon hearing her companion's words, Serena nodded somewhat blankly.

Of course, she knew that the Double Moon Leader of the Dark Moon Elves had recently broken ties with the World Ring Council.

They openly led their clan to split from the Radiant Elves, retreating to their city area.

A couple of months ago, the Dark Moon Elves requisitioned a mine close to their area, claiming this mine was initially discovered and exploited by a Dark Moon Elf.

Thousands of years ago, that was indeed the case. At that time, there were not many conflicts among the Elves, though everyone differed in skin color, appearance, and traits, essentially all were Elves.

Just having used different Stones of Creation, they each gained different specializations.

Nowadays, the Dark Moon Elves are asserting ownership over the mine due to intensified conflicts and secession, which is somewhat unjustifiable.

"But they were originally our own kin. Are we truly going to fight them on the battlefield?

"Each of our kin is so precious... do we have to let them perish at the hands of our own?"

Serena still questioned with a confused face.

Her companion was evidently more radical, full of dissatisfaction as he said, "They initiated the trouble first, it was they who first broke away.

"They took over that mine, and in the struggle, three Radiant Elves were killed. It's them who started it all, they are the real culprits, they should be judged!"

At this, Serena recalled that among the three fallen Radiant Elves, one was the brother of her companion.

"Sorry, I just... I just don't understand why we have to do this. With so many crises outside, why are such things happening internally?" Serena truly couldn't understand.

Her words also led her companion into silence.

"I don't know." the companion murmured.

Although Elves have long lifespans, acting often unhurried, it doesn't mean they are out of touch.

Things outside Tate Continent are also something they have heard about. The magical technology of Elves is almost entirely applied to civilian life.

Of course, this is only applicable to the Elf citizens, as their limited numbers mean that even though mass production is impossible, the development is still entirely bearable.

"Wasn't there a recent attack by the followers of the Evil God in Blue Fox City? We should be targeting those vile folks.

"Instead of targeting our own kin. I've heard in the nearby Lebia Continent, those formidable people called Night Watchers are leading the entire continent in resisting the rat plague crisis led by the Evil God."

Serena said.

Her companion looked at her somewhat surprised.

"When did you start paying attention to so much outside information?"

"I don't know, and I don't remember when I started noticing these things. Rather than fighting our own kind here, I would rather... I would rather go fight those Evil Gods and rats."