Chapter 144. All Good Things

"It's simple to suppress the mana." Char said.

"What?"

Char pointed to the East.

"Go over there and beat Zin'rokh back into the abyss. The mana in this world will naturally return to its lowest concentration, and the monsters will collapse."

Saxson looked at him with a blank expression.

"Is this joke funny?"

"Your question isn't that serious either."

Char spread out his hands and said, "There's no way to take back the water that has been spilled. How are we going to push back the lava when a volcano erupts? It was the same principle. Right now, we can only try our best to reduce our losses and at the same time, try to run."

He looked up at the dark sky, as if he was expecting something. historical

"At the same time, we'll try our best to reduce the mana concentration before the nest is formed."

"A nest?"

Saxson's pupils contracted.

As long-lived species, the Elves had explored this world much earlier than the humans. Most of the human civilization was imported. When the Elven Empire was established, in order to make the vassal races not so stupid, this knowledge and ideas were forcibly instilled into them. In other words, it was second-hand information. Later on, due to the preference of the Holy Spirits, the elves were gradually overshadowed, but this did not change the fact that the Elves were the pioneers.

They kept a large amount of information from the last era. Some of these things were passed down physically and were forced to be public and shared, but a large part of it was hidden in the minds of the elven scholars. They would pass on this knowledge to their most valued apprentices and then pass it on from generation to generation.

Saxson was one of such apprentices.

That was why he knew the rules of the abyss activities and what a nest was, even if it had not yet begun to grow on a large scale.

It was the bridgehead for the monsters to land on the world of order, the tumor that the abyss grew on the civilized world. It absorbed its nutrients and continuously produced Monsters...

"A nest is about to be born here?"

Saxson was in disbelief.

"It's more than that!" Char pouted.

Nests were a type of underground city, but this place was great. It was a triple dungeon group. If the Elves did not have enough troops stationed here, the wound would fester at a visible speed, and then the whole of Andaheim would be affected.

However, with the players this time, the monsters in the nest would probably be blocked and killed at the teleportation gate, unable to even get out.

He patted Saxson's shoulder and consoled him. "Don't worry. With God's Chosen One here, and such a huge commotion, it must have attracted the attention of the Royal Court. I reckon that the nearby army is already approaching. You have basically lost nothing other than a castle."

The elf gave him a meaningful look.

"This was your plan from the start?"

"It sounds like I'm quite meticulous?" Char did not answer directly.

"When did you get wanted by the church?" Saxson's eyes flickered, "Could it be because of this secret? The people of the United Holy Kingdom knew that there would be a demon disaster here, but they kept it a secret. You, as a Half-elf, knew the news, so you tried to escape back to Andaheim? I've had someone investigate you, and the wanted criminal Char has never appeared in Andaheim before."

Char smiled noncommittally.

Elves were all smart people, and smart people would overthink things.

Moreover, as the Lord of a City, he would definitely think of the problem in a complicated way and analyze the pros and cons in an orderly manner.

How could it be that complicated in reality?

The church did not even know about this.

However, this misunderstanding was a good thing for Char.

Saxson mistook it as an infiltration of the United Holy Kingdoms to Andaheim. The outbreak of the demon disaster, and then the Holy Corps was sent to reinforce the army under the banner of eliminating the demons.

As long as he thought that way, Char would naturally become a righteous man who cared about Andaheim.

As long as he conveyed this view to the Royal Court, Char would at least be able to get a badge or something.

In the past reincarnations, those who participated in this monster extermination event and made outstanding contributions would be awarded the Golden Butterfly Badge. This item could increase all attributes by 10 points and also increase some camp reputation. The increase was not small.

It was a good thing.

As expected, Saxson misunderstood his silence.

The Duke had seen too many mixed-bloods, be it Half-elves or Quarter-bloodline Elves. They belonged to Andaheim, but they did not want to kneel and lick the boots of the Elves. They usually did not have any contact with Elves, but they could still follow their inner voice in the face of major issues.

In his opinion, Char was probably that kind of person.

Saxson could not help but feel a little ashamed when he thought of this.

[Duke Saxson's favorability toward you has increased.]

The system notification rang.

It was good.

Char suppressed the joy in his heart, and his expression remained the same.

"What about the one that's after you...?"

"She?"

Char smiled and touched the light cocoon. He could feel an air of dissatisfaction from it, as if an arc of light would bounce him away in the next second.

"The Valkyrie, Ortlinde. The church's secret weapon. She's also the one they're planning to use to deal with Zin'rokh. You can simply say that she's the nemesis of all magical creatures.

"My nemesis!"

Saxson put on a fake smile. He had not forgotten that it was the other party's sword that had caused the current disaster. Although he was not the root cause, wasn't it a common habit of intelligent creatures to vent their anger?

"From what you're saying, we have to guard this place until she wakes up, right?" He raised his head and asked.

Char nodded.

"Yes, wait for her to come out of this cocoon."

"You're not afraid of it?" The Duke raised his eyebrows.

"I'm scared to death."

"Then why did you come?"

"If I didn't come, how would you know all this?" Char smiled. "I'm also a Chosen One. Death is a part of my life. Otherwise, how do you think I survived an attack of that level?"

"A Chosen One who's being hunted down by the church."

Saxson's mouth twitched a few times. He clearly did not believe Char's words, but he could not deny Char's words.

Suddenly, the Duke looked up at the sky, in the direction where Char had been staring.

His perception was not low, so even though he was suppressed by [Magic Wail], he could still detect the movement.

"It looks like he's here," Char said in a low voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark shadow flew over from the horizon and slowly landed.

The Commander-level Dark-robed Puppet's ruby-like eyes looked like they were bleeding. Its sharp horns were black and gold, and its streamlined obsidian body exuded a metallic luster. Graviny stood on its back, her eyes calm, her thoughts unreadable. There was a short, human-like creature hanging from the puppet's feet. It was short, but it had a dark red mushroom head.

Who else could it be other than Maica?

All of a sudden, they came to life.