Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Chapter 550 World 8

As Stella expected, upon returning to the dragon clan's temporary residence, the little dragon cub was first held and comforted for a few moments before being taken into a cave where it let out a cry that could shake the heavens and the earth.

Savison finally relaxed a lot and was in the mood to joke: "Just now outside, you didn't even show yourself and hid Stella very well. Why were you so ashamed to be seen?"

“I cannot reveal my identity,” the Elf King replied. “This is a matter for your dragon race. If I get involved, it will only arouse suspicion.”

Stella, holding the Elf King's hair, said, "If I don't hide well, no matter how well the king disguises himself, it won't work."

Who else could be so loyal to the little fairy and be on good terms with the dragon clan?

Savison scratched his head: "Okay, okay, but why did Stella come along? I don't have time to take you out to play now."

Stella snorted: "I'm not playful, I can be of great help!"

Savison looked completely incredulous.

Stella said angrily, "If I hadn't seen you just now, the little dragon would still be crying and refusing to let go of you!"

“Yes, that’s right,” Savison said approvingly, “thanks to our little Stella.”

It sounded like he was coaxing a child. Stella didn't want to pay attention to him, so she grabbed the Elf King's hair and slid down into his shirt pocket.

The originally flat pocket bulged slightly, but it was not noticeable unless you paid close attention.

Savison, oblivious to having offended Stella, suggested to the Elf King, "Why don't we let Stella visit Dragon Island? She's so small, the little ones will surely adore her."

The Elf King gave him a cold glance: "Don't tease her. Stella is very clever. She was the first to notice Eugene's hostility towards the cubs."

Savison was taken aback: "How did Stella find out?"

"Isn't that simple?" Stella put her hands on the sides of her pockets, her chin resting on the back of her hands. "Who wouldn't go back to look for something they've lost? It can only be him."

"And since he's targeting Wang, he's definitely a bad guy."

Savison stared at her with interest for a while: "I didn't realize before, Stella, that you're such a vengeful little devil."

"Eugene has always shown great respect for the Elf King, except for that one slip of the tongue, which was during the 100-day celebration."

“Speaking of which,” Savison looked at the Elf King, “it really startled me when the candle went out.”

"Fortunately, it was only because of Eugene. The God of Light was warning you."

"But it's only because it's you. If it were anyone else, I would suspect that they have been rejected by the God of Light."

As the two continued talking about the Dark Knight, Stella recalled her earlier doubts.

Yes, why.

The God of Light extinguished the candles lit by the Elf King.

The candles that were lit later were lit by Stella.

As Stella pondered this, her eyelids grew heavy and quickly slipped down into the bag, where she fell asleep in the comfort of her surroundings.

When Stella woke up, the Elf King had already put his cloak back on and was standing before the Dark Knight with Savison.

Or rather, he shouldn't be called the Dark Knight now, since he claims to be a human apostle.

“Why? Ha, for a greater plan, of course,” the knight, whose movements were restricted, looked at Savison with malice.

"You immortal beings, you possess power and long lifespans, what gives you the right?"

"Even if a human cultivates to the level of a Dharma God, they will only have a lifespan of a few thousand years. This is simply not fair!"

"Human beings should also enjoy longer lifespans and greater power, becoming the sole masters of this world!"

Savison countered: "When the gods created the world, long-lived and short-lived races each had their own advantages and disadvantages. This was determined by the gods when they first created the races."

"What are gods?" the knight's voice was filled with madness. "Take down the gods, and I will be the god!"

The knight was about to continue his blatant propaganda when he suddenly fell silent.

As Stella was considering whether to go out, she heard Savison say, "It seems he violated some taboo; he's dead."

"I never imagined that such a traitor to the gods would appear among humanity."

"His idea is wonderful, but what does their immortality have to do with other races? Why kidnap other races' children?"

“Because they want to be the ‘sole ruler’,” the Elf King saw through it all.

"Since they are the only ones, there are no other races, only them."

"Or rather, there is nothing that can threaten them."

Savison gritted his teeth: "So I should thank them for valuing our dragon race so much?"

“I think,” Stella chimed in, “is it possible that they’re just using the guise of doing what’s best for humanity to pursue their own selfish interests?”

Seeing that their attention was drawn to her, Stella flew into the air and said, "If they really care about humanity, they shouldn't use this method to try to kidnap the cubs of the immortal race and frame the Dark Temple."

"By doing this, they will only make the immortal race hostile to the Dark Temple, join the Temple of Light, and participate in the war."

"But what benefits does war bring to humanity? Of course not."

"Perhaps some of the immortals will die in the war, but humans will inevitably die far more."

For a higher ideal? Stella felt that ordinary people in this era only hoped to have enough to eat and wear, and to be less oppressed by noble lords.

Is it possible to throw out a gimmick of an ideal world and expect them, or even their family and friends, to die for it?

What a joke! Who would want to die if they could live?

An ordinary person might live a whole life and never see a foreigner, let alone be influenced by them.

Therefore, this slogan of making all mankind the masters of the world is less about considering the interests of humanity and more about providing a privilege to the elite.

Those in power who want to live long lives simply send ordinary people to their deaths, using their lives to build a stepping stone for themselves.

Stella flapped her wings, but did not reveal all of her analysis.

She was just a little fairy who grew up in the Fairy Forest and had never gone out to experience anything, so how could she have any knowledge of ordinary people?

Therefore, Stella only said, "Didn't the king say before that Eugene's destiny star is dim? When that knight was giving his example, he also mentioned that even if one cultivates to the level of a god of magic, one only has a lifespan of a thousand years, and there's also the matter of dethroning gods and becoming a god oneself..."

"I think their focus is on living a long time."

Stella pretended to think: "In the stories Garcia told me, powerful people were reluctant to give up their power and status, and sought immortality. Aren't they just like those people?"

Savison was somewhat surprised: "Stella is really smart."

Stella felt something was off about what she heard.

Sure enough, the next second, Savison said, "As expected, you elves and fairies never think of anything good, that's why you understand what humans are thinking at such a young age."

Stella saw that his tone was sincere and his eyes were bright, and he clearly thought so. She couldn't help but feel an urge to touch him.

boom!

Savison was kicked onto the opposite cliff, leaving a large, human-shaped crater.

Stella turned to look at the Elf King, who had just withdrawn his foot and regained his noble and aloof demeanor.

The Elf King smiled slightly and sincerely advised, "Being smart is a good thing, Stella, don't listen to the reckless and brainless dragons talking nonsense."

“Especially Savison.”

"His head was always empty, he couldn't fill it with anything."