Elf Holy City, Central Holy Hall.
All the deities gathered in the meeting room, divine might clashing like a storm on the brink of eruption.
At this moment, the Elf Pantheon was deeply divided:
On one side, led by Pallas, the God of Wisdom and Art, and Artemis, the Moon God, more than two-thirds of the deities gathered, their faces a mix of anger, gloom, and disappointment;
On the other side, only a few deities headed by Helios, the Sun God, and Mars, the War God, stood in sharp confrontation.
"No, absolutely not! Elder brother, this is a blasphemy against the Mother God, I absolutely will not allow you to commit such a desecration!"
Artemis was trembling with anger, looking at Helios with disappointment and fury, her clear, ethereal voice now tinged with sharpness.
"Why not? The Mother God has never forbidden us from ascending to the realm. If we can advance further, we can be closer to the Mother God, to hear Her teachings."
Mars, the War God, frowned.
