I'm a forest ranger, why would I enslave a succubus?

Chapter 149: Naga Arrival and Abduction Rumors

Ascending to God?

Rhodes knew.

As the fastest accumulating human in the continent in terms of magic power and spirituality, even after using the so-called immortality spell, his highest rank was only level nine.

There has been no breakthrough in thousands of years.

Even the elves, the longest-lived intelligent race, are like this.

It seems that the ninth level is the limit set by this world, and everyone is spiritually confined here.

In contrast, the ether and psychic energy in the alien space give the creatures in the universe infinite possibilities.

Almost every year, one can see in various newspapers reports of new cosmic creatures discovered by wizards, some of which have characteristics that even exceed the ninth level.

This is also the reason why mages cannot give up even when disasters occur frequently in other spaces and in the universe.

Ascension to the gods is a new concept proposed by human mages.

They believed that once an intelligent race on the continent could surpass the ninth level and successfully ascend to godhood, they would be able to break through the limits of spirituality. This would not only be a personal achievement, but also an opportunity for the continent to upgrade.

But Pete didn't know much.

In fact, he also thought that this was the ravings of a drunkard, even though the other party was a half-deer prophet.

"After all, what does this have to do with us?"

Peter drank the giant wine in one gulp.

"You might as well focus on the important things at hand. Look, the streets are getting bustling."

Rhodes looked out the window.

Sure enough, I saw the townspeople walking in the same direction on the street, in groups of three or four, with curiosity and excitement on their smiling faces. I guess they were here to enjoy the fun.

Have the people from Coral Bay arrived?
A little early?

The letter in old gentleman Humbert's hand was not expected to arrive until dusk at the earliest, or at least at night.

It's only around three or four in the afternoon.

The banshee Chris passed through the wall and looked out from above.

"Ah! It's the snake man!"

Snake man?

Rhodes opened the window and immediately heard passers-by talking about the word 'Naga'.

It looks like a Naga.

The land Nagas arrived before the people from Coral Bay.

Chris was an ignorant banshee, so she mistook it for a snake man.

The man and the goblin no longer had the mood to drink.

The people in the Violet Tavern also heard the noise and left one after another, joining the crowd at the entrance of Quartz Town to watch the excitement.

When they arrived, both sides of Central Avenue were crowded with people, and sheriffs were trying to maintain order on the sidelines.

The people of Quartz are naturally curious and love gossip.

You can see many people who have just put down their work, some are farmers still carrying hoes, some are businessmen who have just been taking care of goods, and there are teachers leading a small group of children who have just been studying in the school.

Some skilled and mischievous guys have already climbed onto the roof to occupy the best position.

Meanwhile, a five-member committee headed by old gentleman Humbert was talking with Naga at the intersection.

The Nagas appeared in a majestic yet indifferent posture, their bodies gleaming with a strange luster in the sunlight, and their snake tails swaying gently.

Rhodes could see that the priest leading them was a four-armed Naga.

The others are ordinary arms.

The multi-armed Naga is a symbol of royal nobility. It seems that the leader of this group of rebels is a royal.

"Everyone says Naga is pretty, but I don't think so. They look messy."

Goblin Pete said dissatisfiedly.

"Well"

In fact, this group of Nagas consists of less than a hundred people, and most of them are women. Their faces are indeed quite good from the perspective of human aesthetics.

Although it was not as good as the Naga Princess Eve that Rhode had slept with before, but judging by the goblin's aesthetic, it might not be so good.

After all, they are one of the few intelligent races on the continent that refuses to intermarry with other races, and their unique racial aesthetic is an important reason.

"Speaking of which, the Brar clan over in Jingmo is very dissatisfied with Aiseron's willingness to take in the rebels."

Peter took a candy out of the magic doll's belly and said, "I guess the Kingdom of Eseron is deliberately trying to disgust them. After all, the Brar clan betrayed Eseron and cheated them out of money before."

"No, do all Nagas like to go back on their words like this?"

"They are born with brain problems. The Naga population with priests around are better off. The power of the aura can make them calmer. If there weren't any, believe it or not, someone in this group would definitely become ill and swallow the child next to them on the spot."

"I do know a land naga who isn't a priest. Although he's also treacherous, his temperament isn't much different from that of an ordinary person."

Naga Princess Eve is a proud and arrogant girl who loves to go out and have fun whenever the wind is favorable for her.

But when the time is right, I will still beg for mercy.

"Maybe she has some talent. Nagas with talent are indeed better able to control themselves."

While talking.

Rhodes noticed that the banshee Chris's eyes were glowing.

This guy has no good intentions with this expression.

"What are you doing?"

"Is this goblin saying that Naga's brain isn't very good?"

"Put away your little thoughts and don't cause me any trouble, okay?"

"Perhaps you don't know, my master, that the Banshee is naturally skilled at identifying armor and weapons. The priest's armor and staff are made of Orichalcum steel and mithril."

Orichalcum and Mithril?

Rhodes had heard a little about it.

Legend has it that the former is the product of a huge civilization buried under the sea. It is not only extremely hard, but also has magical properties.

The latter, Mithril, is a very rare metal that shines with silver light. It has the same hardness but weighs less than half of steel, and has a strong affinity with magic.

There was a piece of mithril in Rhodes' magic bag.

It was a valuable item he obtained when he killed a half-werewolf during the Brotherhood of the Ruins' collusion with the Ego Cult to attack.

"Even if it's star iron, well, even if it's pure gold, it won't work!"

Halfway through his speech, Rhodes changed his tone.

If it's star iron, it's not impossible to try to get it.

Next.

The Nagas have to pass through the forest and enter the Death Desert.

Although they were passing through the more sparsely populated area on the Twin Finger Mountain side, as a forest ranger, he still needed to observe.

Before saying goodbye.

Goblin Pete seemed to remember something.

"I remember you have a tree spirit friend?"

"Is such that."

"That bard from the Chivalrous Alliance also told me that the Brotherhood of Ruins recently recruited a plague mage in Dusk Hill. He's a habitual abductor of tree spirits. He primarily destroys trees to lure them out of the woods, then captures them with traps."

Destroy the forest?
Rod thought of the man-made blight in the woods not long ago.

Anger welled up in my heart.

Want to kidnap Vivian? I'll kill you!
Although Naga arrived a little early, the entrance passage had already been set up.

The witch Demia led the way along the way. There was not much conversation and no fighting occurred.

This group of rebels was led into the Death Desert very smoothly.

At first they were shocked and terrified by the huge curls.

But it was obvious that the black-green-haired priest had great prestige and was able to subdue them by force.

(End of this chapter)