Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

Chapter 840 - 429: Master of Nature

On the black market, even a partial elven manuscript from the Empire era can fetch a sky-high price, while a complete tome is simply priceless.

Even though times are changing, past spells may not necessarily fit the current era; many ancient magics require specific environments or materials.

Problems that were unsolvable in the past may have been optimized and resolved, but those ancient pieces of knowledge hold their own special reference value.

They are the crystallized efforts of those reckless souls who dared to challenge the Gods!

Even if they ultimately failed, ending their era tragically, they still dared to challenge.

Indeed...

Compared to the rule of the Ancient Gods, which spans thousands of years, the Elf Empire existed for only a few centuries before facing destruction.

While this period is long enough to see several generations pass for mortal beings, ample time for a human family to rise and fall, for species with lifespans of hundreds or even thousands of years, such glory lasted less than a single generation.

It was far too short.

Many elves, until the day they died, reminisced about that bygone golden age.

It was like a meteor, leaving but a fleeting trail of light across the sky.

Yet this light was so dazzling, it was etched deeply into their souls.

Regarding the downfall of the Elf Empire, there are numerous theories and conspiracy theories in academic circles, ranging from royal retribution to magic going awry, from internal disintegration to foreign invasion—it’s a multitude of opinions.

The most commonly accepted hypothesis by the general public is that the elves’ research touched upon the domain of the Divine.

And then this led to the calamitous destruction.

Hey, the Divine did it again!

It’s an utterly predictable outcome.

But you know, it actually sounds quite plausible.

After all, history often repeats itself—whenever mortals attempt to challenge the authority of the Divine, the endings are rarely good.

No matter if there’s evidence or not, it still sounds quite believable.

It’s like how "gang fights, the county head suddenly dies!"—it’s all very fitting to the ear!

Though some scholars persistently argue that the truth isn’t that simple, the public loves these straightforward explanations.

Yet unlike other baseless accusations thrown at the Divine, the fall of the Elf Empire is very likely truly related to Them.

Even if the Divine weren’t the main culprits, they were certainly among the masterminds behind the scenes!

According to some unverifiable historical records, during the early stage of the Elf Empire, they once "captured" a slumbering Ancient God, conducting an in-depth study for over a hundred years.

Initially, they approached it with an academic mindset, conducting limited probes in a strictly controlled experimental environment, still holding these beings in reverence in their hearts.

They understood very well that they were merely the Son of God, even writing on the front page of their experimental logs, "May the Master of Nature forgive our transgression," as all their research was only to find the correct way to awaken their Master.

But soon, when they discovered that the Divine harbored a vast amount of energy within, energy that they could utilize...

The day the first Magic engine powered by Divine Blood successfully operated, the entire laboratory, no, the entire Empire fell into madness.

The elves realized that, as long as they could properly employ this power...

Then, perhaps, they should... no longer need to bow their heads before the Divine.

Once the dangerous thought arose, it spread like wildfire.

Afterwards, everything changed.

The research continued but shifted into secrecy, with all related data classified as top secret, and the research focus quietly changed.

From "how to awaken the Divine" to "how to utilize the Divine."

The elves, veering onto the wrong path, wanted to use the Ancient God as an eternal energy source, leveraging Them to achieve their glory.

Arrogance, pride, insanity—these were the evaluations given to the Elf Empire by the world.

They were a group of people lost in arrogance and madness.

Oh, almost forgot, aside from these derogatory evaluations, there was one most important comment—genius.

Even their enemies had to admit that the magical accomplishments of the Elf Empire reached the pinnacle accessible to mortals.

Regardless of whether one despises the Elf Empire’s madness and folly, one cannot deny their wisdom.

Because...

The Elf Empire succeeded.

They did it.

Successfully using the Divine as the core, they constructed a complete power system, including energy conversion devices, Divine Power Stabilizer, magical amplification matrix, and all other required facilities, creating a massive floating city capable of housing millions.

The elves descended from their sacred trees to the ground, a move met with strong opposition from traditionalists at the time.

But ultimately, the debate ended with the traditionalists’ failure, allowing them to remain in the sacred trees.

The remaining elves spent a hundred years and finally successfully built the perfect city-state in their hearts, the Imperial Capital—Silvar City.

The name in Elvish translates rather directly, literally meaning "a city built upon the Divine," but the elves prefer to understand it as "pioneers riding the Divine."

The elves didn’t just do it; they boldly announced to the world that they did.

They abandoned their homeland on the sacred trees, leaving only a few behind, while most moved into the new capital.

After numerous experiments, they ultimately succeeded in making the Empire’s capital float, suspended in the sky, overlooking the mortal realm.