Alien world

Chapter 1623 Chapter 256. The Truth and the War

"Son, how did you find out?"

Sensing the tower spirit's vague lock on him, Mo Xi sighed and gave up resisting.

First, she ruled out Aaliyah because she saw surprise in Aaliyah's eyes, as if she didn't expect that she was really a spy.

"You are too determined to be a dark elf."

Annan said vaguely that it couldn't be said that he doubted her because he had no power of faith.

"that is it?"

Annan Reeves doesn't seem like a suspicious human being, or is it that the sincerity and purity he displays are all disguises?

"Isn't it enough?"

"Yeah, that's enough..." Mo Xi murmured.

When it comes to the World Tree, we can never be too cautious.

It's the same for me. After learning about the world tree, I can no longer keep my sanity.

Mo Xi didn't want to give up yet, so he quickened his tone: "Annan, I've heard about the conflict between you and Hua Ting. You just failed in your alliance, and it's not yet irreconcilable."

"Yes... For Flower Court, it is just a rejection of the delirium of a small lord."

Mo Xi didn't hear the sarcasm in Annan's words, or it was unimportant: "Annan, if you are willing to hand over the World Tree, you will definitely regain the friendship of the Flower Court, even if it is an alliance..."

"enough."

Annan interrupted Mo Xi, but his tone was not angry at all, but slightly sarcastic: "Look, even when you ask for help from others, you always use the tone of 'kneel down, I beg you for something'. No wonder you haven't had an ally in tens of thousands of years."

"You know, if the Royal Court shows any desire for an alliance or even any apology, I will not secretly support the second world tree."

They are elves. Don't ignore the fact that they are the overlords of the Old World because of their beauty. A single ratman named McKeon can cause chaos in the North. Their strength is equal to that of several ratman clans combined. How could an elf with tens of thousands of years of heritage be simple?

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it... I'm sorry, I seem to have vented all my dissatisfaction with the royal court on you. Even you, didn't you choose to secretly pass on information instead of directly persuading me?"

Annan said this deliberately in front of Arya, partly to make his connection with the Church of the Spider Queen closer, and partly to vent.

If it hadn't been revealed by the Otherworld Tree, the hidden danger of Moshi's identity would have erupted after Liberty City and the Dark Elves formed an alliance.

By then, it will be like what the Skeleton King said, if they can’t find the Dark Elves, won’t they be able to find your Liberty City?

"Let me think about what the consequences of a betrayer are..."

Annan nodded his chin, acting like a villain.

However, in front of the real villain, he was like a child who was deliberately making trouble because he was not taken seriously.

"Let her be tortured to death! Your Highness, please leave it to me. I promise to make her wailing last for hundreds of years!" Alia revealed a malicious and undisguised crazy smile.

"Uh... not really."

Ultimately, the conflict between Annan and the elves is just a problem caused by different positions.

To put it bluntly, Annan has always been passive: you hate me, and I hate you; you target me, and I target you; you hit me, so I have to retaliate against you.

"Those who have different positions are enemies!" Arya shouted excitedly: "Your Highness, would you stop your soldiers from fighting on the battlefield just because the enemy is only loyal to another lord?"

"No, but she is already a prisoner."

If he just killed him, he and the people of Liberty City would not feel relieved, and it would only intensify the conflict. Although spies have never had human rights, they could just be killed.

"Lilith, send her to prison."

I haven't figured out what to do with Annan yet, so let's just lock him up in the dungeon first, just to promote the diversity of the inmates in Liberty City Prison.

Realizing that there was no chance, Mo Xi shouted unwillingly at the end: "There are elves and druids in your territory too. Have you ever thought about how painful it would be for them to know the truth?"

Annan smiled faintly: "Is it possible... that they know and choose to continue to stand by my side."

"How can it be……"

"As I said, race only represents origin, not character. I've seen the most noble ones... Never mind."

It is useful, but I'm a little tired of saying it.

And given the elves' stubborn personalities, they might not listen to it - isn't this sentence itself a refutation of itself?
Watching Lilith take Mo Xi away, Annan tilted his head and said, "Ailiya."

"what?"

"You did a great job. If it weren't for you, the news about the World Tree would have been exposed." Annan said with approval, "What reward do you want?"

The sudden praise made Aaliyah a little at a loss, and she didn't know what she wanted.

Revenge? Mo Xi had been arrested, and the goal that had supported her all along suddenly disappeared.

As if sensing Mo Xi's confusion, Annan's tone softened: "It's okay, you can think about it slowly, my promise is still valid."

……

Iron-gray clouds rose in the distance, connecting the sky and the ground together.

As the fel green light pierced through the clouds, the dark cloud revealed its true form:
The dark clouds that symbolized the blizzard crossed the snow-capped mountains and spread toward the west coast. On the horizon, the tide of rats was like pus oozing out of a rotten wound, wriggling in small pieces.

A flood of millions of ratmen came towards them. They did not charge in a disorderly manner, but in a certain order:
The elite rats in the front row marched in formation, the wild rats in the back row were like rolling logs, and the other ratmen were also divided into different blocks. In the center of the rat tide, the ratman priest sitting on the sedan chair was guarded by the champion rats, with the flag of his clan hanging on the side.

This time, it was not the guerrillas they usually bullied, but the "regular clans" of the ratmen.

The tense expressions of the Hellfire officers relaxed somewhat. The incoming rat tide would bring them terrible casualties, but... it was not the worst case scenario after all.

The ratmen did not recognize the refugee-like soldiers as Blackwatch soldiers, and the demons were not among them.

It seems that the Far North can be ruled out as a trap. But a new question arises... If it is not a trap, who is the Forbidden Magic Field prepared for?
"Ready to fight!"

The soldiers who were setting up the defense line on the mudflats and the Black Watch soldiers who had rested for less than an hour retreated back to the ice, wearing the plate armor and arm shields of the Hellfire Legion. Their weapons were inferior, and they were only the unstandardized and tattered weapons picked up from the ratmen.

Gary still had food in his mouth, and his companions around him also drank potions that barely had some effect, trying their best to seize the time and replenish their energy.

They will be the walls of this offensive and defensive battle. How long the Hellfire Legion can delay depends on how long they can hold out.

The wind on the frozen beach suddenly died down, the fluttering coats fell down, and the air was so thick that you could wring out lead water.

The sharp screams of the rat priests echoed in the air: "Human thing... dare to appear... here... die, die!"

The rat tide began to lengthen and the earth began to tremble.

The ratmen began to attack.

(End of this chapter)