Chapter 26 The Sacrifice of Feathers
A year has passed since the war between the Qunyu and Nisi tribes.
Throughout the year, Tima remained in Lydonbron without ever stepping outside again, and most of the flock of feathers also stayed within their territory for an extended period.
Tima, searching through her memories of her past life, designated the day when the war between the Feathered and Nisi tribes ended as a festival for the Feathered.
The number of feathered soldiers lost in that battle was not small.
As for the several deceased sub-racial gods, Tima also tried to resurrect them during this year, but having lost their souls and their divine status, they would never be the gods they once were.
The forest surrounding the Temple of Feathers is adorned with feather ornaments symbolizing mourning, hung throughout the forest by the feathered creatures.
When a gentle breeze blows through the feather ornaments, they sway, and the seashells below make a rustling sound, bringing a sense of tranquility.
"Kanalivie, have you finished setting up inside the temple?" Phoenix asked Kanalilivie.
Kanali smiled slightly. "Don't worry, I've already prepared everything."
Seeing Canalivie's reaction, Phoenix didn't say anything more.
The moonlit night slowly faded, and the entire sky once again belonged to the light.
Helios drove the golden chariot of the sun slowly across every inch of the sky.
The flock of feathered creatures waited quietly at the temple entrance for Tima to emerge.
This is the first time that a festival for all birds has been held.
The flock of feathered creatures waited quietly.
Suddenly, solemn music rose and lingered in Lydonbran. This was the first instrument of Tima, the divine sound produced by the first instrument of Chaos.
The solemn and mournful melody slowly enveloped everything.
A sense of sadness filled the hearts of the flock of birds.
The temple gates slowly opened.
Tima came out dressed in a garment made of feathers from various tribes, with a feathered crown on her head.
He was also holding a scepter, which was adorned with several feathers, giving it a primitive yet sacred beauty.
"Winged Ones! Three hundred and sixty-five days and nights ago, we, the Winged Ones, fought a war against the Nisi race of the Golden Humans. Many of our Winged Ones perished in the war."
"He told us that war is cruel, and all the lives lost in it deserve our mourning."
"I hereby declare the Feather Festival open. The feathers mourn their fallen comrades until this song ends."
As Tima announced the start of the Feather Festival, a large flock of white doves flew across the sky, led by Meridari.
Each of them, symbolizing peace, holds a sycamore leaf in their mouth.
Tima raised her scepter high, the divine power of the feathers gathering within it, and then swung it into the distance.
A magnificent and spectacular display of divine fireworks lit up the sky over Chaos.
Its colors were magnificent and dazzling, but its beauty did not last.
The fireworks slowly fell into the bodies of the flock of feathers, strengthening their physique.
It also caused them to fall into a deep sleep.
During this year, Meridari of the White Dove obtained the divine status of peace, which led to a slight advancement in the divine status of the Feathers.
The other winged creatures were not to be outdone.
Canary Kanalivy diligently studied the divine nature of art, and sure enough, she comprehended the divine nature of singing within art.
Now she is also the goddess of singing and canaries, thanks in part to Tima opening up the origins of art to her for her to comprehend.
Fortunately, Canalive did not only know how to enjoy herself like the gods in Greek mythology, but was as hardworking and ambitious as Tima.
The other winged creatures also comprehended some degree of divinity.
For example, Kepaca comprehended the divine nature of thinking within wisdom, the swallow Hilivorni comprehended the divine nature of gliding within the divine nature of flight, and the sparrow Spryhetes comprehended the divine nature of gentleness.
Their efforts were also reflected in the divine essence of the flock of feathers.
This caused Qunyu's divine status to advance by a small rank, and now Qunyu's divine status is at the peak of the low-level divine status.
As the music ended, the Feathers slowly awoke. While they slept, Tima opened up the Feathers' essence to them, and the race's divinity was slightly elevated.
Afterwards, each tribe offered their condolences for their fallen comrades, and this Feather Festival lasted for seven days.