"Sir! Why did you let them go? They will definitely leak the news about the Cup of Power when they return, we might as well..." The Black Dragon made a throat-slitting gesture.

"All I need is to undo the seal of the Great Sage, the Cup of Power is not something I desire!" Bexia said calmly. How could he not know something as simple as this? It's just that he doesn't care, and he also wants to accelerate the search for artifacts using the power of the Sage Tower.

"Sir..." The Black Dragon didn't know what to say anymore. You don't want the Cup of Power, but he does! It just couldn't voice out such words.

"Let's go!" Bexia leaped off the altar, drifting slowly forward.

"Sir, where are you going?" The Black Dragon hurriedly followed with heavy steps.

"Didn't I just say? The first hero of the Elf race was also a follower of the Great Sage!" Bexia said.

"Oh! Eileen, do you know about the first hero of the Elf race?" Bexia's gaze turned to Eileen, who had followed them.

"I know a little bit. He is a legendary figure in the Elf race, said to have fought alongside the Great Sage against the gods, and withdrew unscathed after a battle with the God of War!"

"The Elf race regards the first hero as a figure of almost mythical status, so obtaining the artifact buried with him may prove difficult!" Eileen, who had spent some time among the Elf race, said so.

"Is that so?" Bexia glanced at the sky, a faint smile appearing on his face.

Bexia slowly approached the Elf race's residence. At this moment, under the orders of the Elf Queen, the Elf race had begun preparations for migration, especially after the voice of the Great Sage reverberated throughout the world. The Elf Queen had a worse premonition immediately, especially when Bexia appeared before her once more, she knew that what had to come would come.

"Please have a seat, Your Excellency!" Though aware that Bexia might be here with an agenda, the Elf Queen received him with the courtesy of a host, considering his assistance during the crisis they faced.

"No need, I am here to borrow something from you!" Bexia waved his hand.

"Your Excellency has saved our Elf race, whatever you need from our Elf race, we will not refuse!" The Elf Queen smiled.

"Please speak, Your Excellency. As long as it is within our means, we will satisfy your request!" The Elder of the Elf race by the Queen's side said.

"Very well, I need the artifact of the first hero of your Elf race!" Bexia said directly.

Upon hearing Bexia's request, the Elf elders present all changed their expressions and fell silent. A strange and tense atmosphere enveloped the scene. Some of the more aggressive Elf elders couldn't help but show their hostility, but they were stopped by the Elf Queen.

"Your Excellency, this seems to be asking the impossible!" The Elf Queen looked at Bexia with a calm face, but her heart was far from peaceful.

"You said you could fulfill my request, didn't you?" Bexia's expression remained unchanged as he spoke calmly.

"But Your Excellency, we cannot agree to such a request!" The Elf Queen firmly refused. This concerned the dignity of the Elf race. After all, the first hero was already deceased. If his grave were to be disturbed, the Elf race would be subject to ridicule from the outside world.

"If that's the case, then I will take matters into my own hands!" Bexia said calmly. As soon as he finished speaking, several Elf elders who had been on the verge of attacking him pounced on him.

"Please leave our Elf race!" The Elf Queen's words prompted all the Elf elders to take action.

"Humph!" Bexia frowned as he looked at the many Elves charging towards him. He then released his full power.

Bexia was a demigod, though he held back his power from advancing. In other aspects, he had completely surpassed ordinary immortal gods. In this world, there seemed to be no existence surpassing the level of Saints due to the seal of the Great Sage. In this world, the Saints were already regarded as gods, so why would a group of Elves, whose highest rank was monarch and the lowest, champion, dare to provoke him? It was as ridiculous as ants trying to trip an elephant.

"Boom!" As Bexia released his aura, all the Elves immediately prostrated on the ground, and even the treehouse that had been serving as his lodging could not withstand the force and collapsed.

"I do not wish to be enemies with you, which is why I came to talk. However, I do not shy away from killing!" Bexia walked out of the ruins, as he had said enough, and believed they now understood the gap between them.

"Take me to the hero's grave!" Bexia said to Eileen, who was the only one among the three who knew something about the Elf race.

"Alright! But could you refrain from causing trouble? After all, the dead should be respected!" Eileen said.

"I only seek the item!" Bexia left, and only then did the Elves rise from the ground in disarray.

"Your Majesty, what do we do now?"

"Say no more, we cannot stop him. He and us are not on the same level of existence!" The Elf Queen gritted her teeth as she watched Bexia's departing figure.

Accompanied by Eileen, Bexia found the stone coffin of the first hero buried in the underground palace, removed the diamond-shaped gem hanging on the corpse's chest, and then returned to the position of the altar, placing it on the stone slab...