Chapter 3044: Request for Help Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Kapa quickly found an excuse, "Elder Doris, the information in the ancient language is vast and complex. It also requires consistency and coherence. It is extremely difficult to decipher, and the accuracy could be significantly affected." "What have you translated in these three hours? Tell me, as much as you’ve got." It was over. Kapa immediately shuddered, then gritted his teeth and thought he might as well make something up to get through it. "Alright, alright." Kapa’s brain spun rapidly. As he walked toward Doris, he searched for a strategy to bluff his way through. Just two steps forward, he suddenly heard Fang Heng’s voice in his ear. "Don’t panic. Just tell her this: according to the records in the ancient language, there were multiple branches of the premonition. In one branch, the mutant worms spread rapidly after appearing, and within just three months, they destroyed the elves." Upon hearing Fang Heng’s voice, Kapa was overjoyed and immediately repeated Fang Heng’s words. Doris’s face darkened deeply, and she asked, "Really? The destruction of the elves? Hmph, you said that was only one branch of the premonition. What about the others?" Kapa cautiously swallowed and said, "Another branch says that the elves defeated the Disaster and were reborn." "And? Be specific." Kapa frowned and said, "According to the information on the stone wall, we need to find the Elven Goddess. Only the Goddess can help the elves resolve this crisis." Goddess? Doris frowned. The Elven king had three sons but no daughters. So, who was this so-called Goddess? "Who is the Goddess?" Kapa shook his head, "I don’t know. The stone wall didn’t give a name." "Anything else? Any information about her identity?" "I haven’t finished translating that part, but..." "But what?" Kapa cautiously said, "But from what I’ve translated so far, it seems the Goddess’s bloodline is not pure." "Nonsense!" Kapa immediately felt a powerful spiritual energy slam into him, sending him flying backward. He crashed heavily against the wall with a loud bang. Kapa felt dizzy from the collision. Doris stared at Kapa, furious. Goddess? And with an impure bloodline? "Kapa! Raise your head!" Doris locked her eyes on him and asked coldly, "Who taught you to say this?" Kapa struggled to get up from the ground, bowing repeatedly and begging for mercy. "I don’t know, I don’t know... Everything was translated from the stone wall. My ancient language skills are limited. There must have been a mistake. Please forgive me, Elder!" "Hmph!" Doris took a deep breath to suppress her rising anger, then turned to the Water Star Clan guards and said, "Watch him. They stay and continue translating. I need all the information on the stone wall’s premonition." The guards of the Water Star Clan had never seen Doris so angry and nodded nervously. "Yes, Elder." Kapa looked miserable as he pushed himself up and thought, who did I offend? Came all this way just to suffer. "Good work. When this is over, I’ll give you an extra 20% of the profits." That much? Hearing Fang Heng’s voice in his ear again, Kapa immediately put on a pleased expression, nodding eagerly. He remembered Fang Heng’s instructions and prepared for Doris to question him again later. Fang Heng, still in spirit form, watched Doris leave. The elves still clearly doubted the information on the stone wall. Understandable. If it were anyone else, it’d be easier to believe. But an unclean bloodline? That was a serious shock for the elves. No problem. He would just give them a little more pressure. ... Elven High Council. Everyone present looked grim. Prince Lucien had personally led the guard to investigate the Disaster zone and returned seriously injured, reportedly barely surviving the frontline. Initial feedback suggested the Disaster was at the highest level—SSS level. Extremely difficult to deal with. The Elven world was facing an unprecedented threat. Even the usually proud elves were now considering whether to bow their heads and seek help from allied races. But most of the Elven high-ranking officials felt that it wasn’t yet necessary. Yes, the Disaster was terrifying. But the elves were the race chosen by the gods. How could they be destroyed by a mere Disaster? The stone wall’s premonition was simply unreliable! As the high-ranking officials discussed a battle plan to completely eliminate the Disaster, Great Elder Doris entered the council hall escorted by two Elven guards. All eyes turned to her. The Elven king asked, "Elder Doris, thank you for your work. Is there any new discovery regarding the mural’s premonition?" "That’s why I’m here," Doris nodded lightly. "The premonition says that we elves cannot resist the Disaster. Only by finding the power of the Goddess can we survive." At her words, the elves in the great hall began murmuring again. From outright disbelief at first to now seeing the Disaster with their own eyes, the elves no longer dismissed the premonition entirely. But what was this Elven Goddess? Everyone knew the Elven king had no daughter. The Elven king raised his hand to signal silence and asked, "How do we find the Goddess?" "It’s not fully translated yet," Doris said, pausing briefly. "But it’s very likely the Goddess’s bloodline is not pure." The hall instantly erupted. Ridiculous! The elves held their pure bloodline sacred. Now they were being told the savior Goddess had an impure bloodline? "Enough, quiet down!" The Elven king raised his hand again and looked at Doris. "Elder Doris, do you believe the information translated from the stone wall?" "Personally, I do not believe the premonition," Doris stated calmly, her gaze sweeping the hall. "The Flying Squirrel Clan is still translating the stone wall." "The stone wall’s premonition can only be used as a reference. The future lies in our hands. Father, I volunteer to lead the army into battle!" The third prince of the elves believed his opportunity had come and stepped forward to request command. The Elven king had three sons. The eldest was dealing with humans, the second was seriously injured. Now was his chance! "No need," the Elven king said, looking at his third son. He rose and declared, "This time, I will personally lead the army. Everyone, the elves will go all out. We must destroy the mutant worms!" "Yes!" The Elven king knew well he wasn’t as calm as he appeared. He understood the Disaster perfectly and knew it must be eliminated in its early stages. Otherwise, as time passed, it would only grow harder to contain.