Sue Xihan soared back into the celestial expanse of her domain, closing her eyes to enter a state of feigned slumber, perceiving all through the dark sun.

Simultaneously, the eyes symbol within the dark sun faded, continuing to emanate an endless darkness.

Divine title endless darkness as upgradable skill one, night vision passive.

The player and their subordinates possess normal vision and darkness.

Skill two, dark enhancement passive.

The player and their subordinates receive a 15 boost in attack power within dark environments.

Skill three, dark devour, active and shadowy realms.

Players and their minions can consume any creature of one divine power unit, releasing a haze of darkness, passive, and activating skill two, dark enhancement, which accumulates passive.

Skill four, dark critical.

Passive players and their minions possess a 30 to 50 chance to inflict 10-fold critical hits during regular attacks.

Skill five, shroud of the dark sun.

Domain players can transform into a dark sun, casting a projection that envelopes the entire world, plunging all into endless darkness, thereby amplifying skills one to four by 100fold.

Night vision transforms into comprehensive perception.

Dark enhancement grants a 1,500 boost to attack.

Dark devour allows the consumption of any creature of 100 divine power units.

Dark critical escalates to a thousandfold.

In the depths of darkness, all aberrations are rendered visible.

Within this void, all may be dissolved and consumed, sinking into the infinite night.

Skill six, awaiting awakening.

As the dark sun rises, innate skills accumulate.

And while beneath Sue Zahan Shroud of Darkness, she receives a 15-fold increase to her past combat power with critical hits reaching an astonishing 1500fold.

Faced with an outer god suppressed by faith, unleashing her power becomes almost effortless.

Suzi Han herself cannot articulate her precise combat prowess.

She merely understands that upon awakening this skill, her combat level surged instantaneously from bronze to mithril.

Currently, her personal panel displays a combat level of mithril, bronze, white iron.

Mithril, gold, platinum, crystal, diamond, starshine.

In the distance, rhythmic chimes resonate, akin to jubilant drum beats heralding the tidings of temporary victory.

The white ears dance along with the bell tolls, creating a lively rhythm.

Black and white flowers occasionally teleport beside the white ears at the bell tower to inquire about the ongoing battles outside then return to the temple to relay the news to the elves.

At this moment, they animatedly narrate the specifics of the war when they describe the overwhelming strength of the divine lord who can vanquish foes with a single strike.

The temple erupts in cheers from the little elves who fervently offer their prayers.

Thanks to the skills of the united elves, the white ears and black and white flowers possess the ability to teleport, transforming into temporary battlefield reporters.

Among the elven crowd, Sun Bao Bao cradles a group of newly born mini elves, captivated by the storytelling from the heart of the temple, gradually entranced, remaining engrossed until the tale concludes.

Ling Chong, accompanied by a guard of elves, patrols while distributing the day's rations.

The chain adorning its head, modified by the divine lord, has created space capable of holding ample provisions.

Upon grasping the essence of spatial awareness that day, and successfully developing spatial gear, Suzi Han had expanded the head chains of the four principal elves for convenience, albeit with varying capacities.

Utilizing the communal reserve of the elven city, Lingair Chong hands a parcel of sweet pastries to Sun Bao Bao, gently rousing her from her revery of the brave divine Lord's battlefield exploits.

This is food for the little ones.

We mustn't let them go hungry, the caregiver of Sun Bao.

Bao earnestly remarks.

Understood, she replies.

The forest bag cradled the weighty food.

Ling ling ling ling preparing for a meal, lining up.

Then it turned around, instructing the group of tiny sprites.

Born less than a day ago, to form an orderly queue, one after another, to receive their sustenance.

Ling, here for you.

Ling, Lingling, Ling, Lingling.

Eat slowly.

Each one should take their turn.

If still hungry, return for a second helping.

The ethereal crystal wall of the divine realm shimmerred with spatial patterns, and Suzie Han gently open her eyes.

Chapter 94.

During the war, the newly born mini fairies are tenderly cared for by the fairy caretakers, ensuring their daily needs are met.

During this period, they are free from worries about food and education.

After approximately 10 days of compulsory education, during which they acquire some fundamental language skills and survival rules, they are welcomed into the fairy city.

There, each mini fairy is granted a monthly allowance sufficient for their expenses.

The subsequent path of these many fairies, whether to continue their studies or seek employment, rests entirely upon their own decisions.

For instance, Sun Bao juggles the duties of a fairy caretaker while pursuing further education, aspiring to become a valuable spirit as it distributes the pastries.

Son Bow dreams of witnessing the valiant figure of the divine in battle.

Surely there will come a day when it too can grow strong enough to venture forth.

There is still ample time ahead.

After sharing the pastries, Sun Bow Bow instructs the freshly hatched mini fairies to sit quietly in their places and enjoy their treats.

It emphasizes the importance of maintaining decorum and refraining from mischief.

For this is a significant moment.

The little ones still unvered in the divine language do not comprehend the specifics of the situation.

Yet their inherited memories guide them to heed the words of their elders.

They behave well, huddling together in small groups.

Nibbling delicately on their pastries without causing a commotion, Sun Ba Bao takes a bite of the pastry, which has a delightful peach flavor.

The dough is soft, fluffy, and still warm to the touch.

Overall, the taste is quite pleasant in addition to the tender wheat cakes.

The little ones have a large barrel of peach flavored juice to share.

Sun Bow Bow recognizes that it is fortunate to care for these younglings as the provisions are indeed of high quality crafted from the finest flower ground for meticulous wheat.

However, it is common for many fairies engaged in caretaker roles to be relatively small in stature.

Many who have just completed their compulsory education prefer to take on this job as a transitional phase.

This profession allows them to remain with their peers, solidifying their knowledge while affording them additional time for learning.

In the distance, Ling Erang finishes distributing the pastries and joins the members of the defense team for a meal.

Ling Erang opens wide, devouring the stone wheat cakes with abandon, tossing them into its mouth one after another.

Its eating style is quite unrestrained.

Occasionally, a member of the defense team attempts to imitate Ling Erang, only to find themselves choking and coughing, ultimately requiring a companion to pat their back until they dislodge the dough.

The members of the defense team, typically at level three, are generally more robust than their peers.

After this incident, no other fairy dares to mimic Ling Erang's eating habits.

They consume the stone wheat cakes at a leisurely pace, often pairing them with water from bamboo tubes to help swallow the hard cakes.

Even the least finicky of fairies cannot help but grumble that the stone wheat cakes are rather unpalatable.

The dark food of the fairies, the luminous mushroom juice, and the pure stone wheat cakes top the list of least favorite items.

In the vast hall of the divine temple, the black and white flower returns from a teleportation, recounting the ongoing battles outside.

Its voice grows increasingly.

The divine is exceedingly powerful.

The outer gods dare not launch an assault, only occasionally sending invaders to test the waters.

The esteemed dull master Lulu and Lord Orchi have successfully dismantled the portals, preventing any hostile entities from breaching our divine realm thus far.

As night deepens, the moonlight all remains shrouded in the shadow of the dark sun, rendering its colors nearly in disicable.

Yet the little mermaides s biological clock signals that it is quite late.

With a yawn, the mermaid rubbed its weary eyes, which seemed to be at odds with each other.

Such a splendid night should not be squandered in slumber.

Suddenly, several portals appeared in its designated area.

Its eyes widened in alarm akin to brass bells as it swiftly shattered three portals with a flick of its fork.

Is this neverending? It muttered, fatigue creeping into its voice.

Let us guard this area, Lord Chi.

You should take a moment to rest, suggested the doll master.

Thank you.

But I am fine without rest, replied the Little Mermaid.