Erasure - 250

"Sorry? Is there some sort of problem?" The high elf duke asked.

Before he could even comprehend what was happening, millions of tiny sword Qi's appeared around him and disintegrated his body into atoms.

Then, every single trace of his existence was wiped off of the planet, before he was finally erased from the memories of all beings in the elf world.

Everything happened in an instant, and Zhou Fan had turned around, looking at the two elves fighting.

He had already had a bad impression of the high elf duke from his character and actions, but calling him Zhou was something that could not be forgiven.

It would be different if the high elf duke had asked permission, but he had immediately called him Zhou without thinking twice.

Naturally, Zhou Fan knew he had over reacted. He just didn't care. It was one thing if a ladybug landed on him, and another if a spider landed on him.

The lady bug would be a normal and ignorant human being calling him Zhou, and the spider would be a disgusting and evil living being calling him Zhou.

After a moment of watching, Zhou Fan waved his hand and teleported the fighting elves back to their homes.

Zhou Fan was irrationally annoyed. The high elves acted disgusting, and they would be treating him the same way if he didn't fake his bloodline.

He had come to the elf world for a brief break, not to be indoctrinated into a group of arrogant filth.

As he thought about it more, the elf world had no need for high elves. 

They only lounged around arrogantly and likely did nothing besides harming innocent elves.

The five races were meant to be introduced into the heaven world and help it flourish so that Zhou Fan could test out the idea of a universal consciousness. 

Having a plague, aka the high elves, harm the elves and lessen their development was akin to letting a test subject get infected and die.

As he thought, Zhou Fan came to a decision.

The high elves were a burden on the galaxy's future development. Arrogant nobles in a world meant for commoners.

As unwanted existences, only one thing could be done.

Just as the elf queen was turning the corner into the lounge, Zhou Fan disappeared. He did not reappear, but above the high elf domain next to the castle, a giant, golden palm appeared.

In an instant, it fell down, crushing the entire high elf domain and every section under the normal capital.

Naturally, the entire city felt the impact, as well as saw the giant palm and fell into a state of panic. The king rushed out of his castle, but he could not even fly. As he reached the high elf domain, the only thing he saw was a deep pit in the shape of a hand.

In other places around the world, the few high elves outside of the domain suddenly stopped existing.

That not only included the men, but the women, and the children too.

Although it seemed evil, there was no reason to even feel pity. When pulling out a weed, even the roots had to be removed. Otherwise, they would grow back.

The evilness was also lessened by the fact that the high elves had surely killed plenty of innocent elf children.

Meanwhile, Zhou Fan appeared next to a small stream. The water was moving quite fast and the bottom was only four feet below the water.

That meant that Zhou Fan could easily reach the bottom while sitting without sinking too far.

As he undressed, entered, and felt the cold water run over him, he had time to think.

He had entered the elf world expecting a relaxing vacation but had only found annoyance. 

Although he would do the same thing again since it led to the removal of a plague, it was still an unpleasant experience.

After seeing the one unpleasant experience, Zhou Fan began to wonder if there were more on the other worlds.

Luckily, as he thought about it more, it seemed unlikely. 

First, the fiendcelestials could be ignored due to their low population. Even if there was a plague, it would include the entire race.

The elves' matter had been handled, leaving only the barbarians, the demons, and the spirits.

While the elves were a kind and easygoing race, the others were not.

The devils were their own sort of plague if one only looked at good and evil, but overall, they did as expected. There was no deviation or suppression from a certain group.

In the barbarian world, only strength mattered and bloodline would never matter. Even the child of an emperor would be treated the same as a commoner's child.

Finally, the spirit race didn't have blood or any sort of bloodline hierarchy. Like the barbarians, they relied on strength, just in a different way.

Zhou Fan quietly relaxed in the river, his worries quickly fading away.

Soon, a month passed. 

While Zhou Fan was casually chilling in the river, the entire elf world was losing their minds.

Despite a reset in cultivation, a giant palm descended from the sky and eliminated the high elf races domain.

This caused fear in everybody. The fact that the outside high elves seemed to disappear simply added to everyone's fear.

Many theories had been formed by skepticists.

Since the palm seemed to be made of buddhist Qi, some elves claimed that a buddha was tired of the high elves' evil ways and removed them from the world.

Some people thought that an attack from two powerful beings fighting coincidentally landed on the elf world, killing the high elves.

Some simply didn't believe that a palm had fallen at all and that the strongest people in the world had jointly eliminated the high elves.

Usually, to counter others arguments, people would simply mention the cultivation reset to shut others up.

Eventually, most just thought that the high elf race finally got what they deserved and lived their lives no differently from before.