The Magic Empire for 20,000 years

Chapter 148 The Plan to Expand Territory
"follow me."

Elian led Helen to the corpse of the dragon Emerald.

—The corpse of this mutated dragon has been frozen by ice magic and transported to the Mind Flayer city below the cliff.

Dragons are treasures from head to toe. Their scales can be used to make fine armor, their blood is a raw material for potions, and their teeth and claws can be used to forge weapons or magical artifacts.

Therefore, this corpse is also a valuable trophy.

"Your Highness Seymour, Your Highness Leah,"

Elian turned to the two elven royalty and, before distributing this precious spoils, sought their opinions:

"Can I choose the materials from this dragon's corpse first?"

“Of course,” Seymour said nonchalantly.

In any case, the Elven Kingdom borders many dragon lords on the continent, and there are wars from time to time, so it doesn't really need the materials of a dragon.

"it is good."

Elion carefully examined the Brain Dragon within the ice:

"But this stuff is hard to divide..."

Elian raised his hands, made several mysterious hand gestures, and softly chanted a spell.

The dragon's corpse, covered in ice, suddenly burst forth with a dazzling array of colors.

When the light faded, the scales on the dragon's corpse disappeared. The entire bare dragon carcass, as if withered, collapsed.

Seymour immediately knew what had happened—

Strip the dragon of its scales and drain its blood.

"Dragon scales and dragon blood are the most valuable parts of an ancient dragon. Taking that first thing, they're leaving us nothing at all. Oh well, humans are all my disciples anyway..."

Then, to Seymour's surprise, Elian tossed him the small bag he was holding:
"The dragon scales and blood from the ancient green dragon Emerald have all been sealed in this [Dimensional Bag] and now belong to you elves."

"Give us the rest of the remains."

what?
Did they give us the most valuable part?

Seymour stared in astonishment at the shriveled, bare carcass of the dragon:

"What do you want this corpse for?"

Prince Elf happened to be looking at the dragon's corpse from the side and suddenly had a bad feeling.

He leaned closer to Seymour and whispered:

"The human kingdoms don't consider necromancy an evil taboo at all. Could it be that they want this dragon's corpse because they need necromancy?"

Elf had no idea what the dragon's carcass could be used for.

In his understanding, spells that revive corpses only revive the remains of humanoid creatures such as orcs and elves.

But humans are clearly more skilled in necromancy than they are, and might be able to bring the dragon's remains to life!

Seymour also turned his head and lowered his voice:

"Who cares about them? We also used parts of this dragon's corpse as materials, so we have no right to criticize them."

That seems to make sense...

Prince Elf looked down at the dragon scale armor on his body and the [Dimensional Bag] in Seymour's hand, which contained dragon scales and blood. He couldn't help but recall the debate about the "dragon corpse" that took place two months ago when he first visited Eldoron.

Uh... it feels like "theory has become reality".

What is good, and what is evil?
Who has the right to set the standards for morality and ethics? The gods high in the heavens, or the insignificant mortals on earth?
Elf didn't know.

At the same time, Elion cast the Shrinking spell on the dragon's corpse, handing the shrunken body to his subordinates with a smile.

Dragon scales and dragon blood are certainly precious.

But what Elion really wanted was the skeleton of this mid-level legendary mastermind dragon.

This corpse, imbued with the psychic power of the mastermind, can be used to create a top-tier undead—

Bone Dragon!
Invented by future necromancers, these top-tier undead can retain most of the dragon's abilities from its lifetime, making them terrifying weapons of mass destruction on the battlefield.

If the highest-grade materials are used and the production process is flawless, the Bone Dragon's combat power can even approach the level it possessed in life.

That is, the intermediate legendary level!

If such a powerful weapon were to be present on the battlefield of Eldoron tonight, the situation would be completely different.

As for the precious dragon scales, there are substitutes...

Elion knew that after the great battle with the Mind Flayers, besides the Underworld, there were two other locations where he could loot the spoils—

1. On the southern frontier of Eldoron, on the banks of the Washing Jade River, after a great battle.

2. The Emerald Mountains, leaderless and without a leader.

The spoils from both places belong to Eldoron without dispute!
"Eldoron suffered considerable losses in this war. The undead legion alone lost over 3000 men."

"Fortunately, in the southern frontier, after clearing the battlefield, we can immediately harvest a large number of corpses of half-dragon goblins, half-dragon kobolds and other monsters."

"After some time, we will lead our troops south to conquer the Emerald Mountains. We will bring all the lands that were originally controlled by the Green Dragon Lord Emerald under the control of the Empire!"

Elian snapped out of his reverie and addressed the many humans and elves present:
"Alright, let's start interrogating these octopus heads."

"Take a good look and see what these ugly monsters are plotting."

The humans and elves nodded in agreement, preparing for the interrogation. "Wait a moment. Let's wait for another fool, until he comes up..." Seymour said. "Oh, here he comes."

boom!
An elven figure dressed in elegant court mage attire strode out amidst flashes of light and deafening explosions.

"Sorry, those stupid humans asked too many questions and wasted so much of my time."

"Who do they think I am? I just helped them fight, I'm not their teacher!"

"Your Highness, I'm so glad you're alright. I know you were extremely anxious and every second felt like an eternity after you were in danger!"

As soon as Alamir Goldfleck arrived in the Mind Flayer city, he ran towards Princess Leah to check on the condition of the Sun Elf crown prince, his face full of worry.

“Princess Lia is out of danger now. However, the soul damage she suffered tonight may take several years to fully recover,” the high priest replied.

"Yes, I'm fine for now."

Princess Lia glanced at her friend Alamir, forcing a weary smile, then looked in the direction where Elian and the other humans were:

"This is all thanks to His Majesty Elion and the other human mages. If it weren't for their help, I would either have become a monster or have been completely destroyed."

Alamir Goldfleur gazed at these humans who had once been his enemies, his eyes filled with complex emotions and a mix of feelings.

For Princess Leah's sake, I can temporarily forgive Seymour's mistake of teaching human magic inappropriately for one hour...

"Ah, Alamir, I miss you so much!"

Seymour patted Alamir on the shoulder, a carefree smile spreading across his handsome face:

"Haha, Alamir, this is the first time I've seen you free since you came out of seclusion at the beginning of last year."

"Although the journey was quite bumpy, I have successfully completed the task assigned by Her Majesty the Queen and rescued you from the human prison, haha."

Seymour, don't try to get close to me this month, do you think we're that close?

Alamir glared at Seymour.

Completely ignoring Alamir's murderous glare, Seymour smiled and looked at Prince Elf:
"In any case, this mission has been very fruitful."

"We still managed to rescue Alamir Goldflake, allowing this legendary court mage to return to the Elven Kingdom ahead of schedule."

Prince Elf, striving to maintain his usual composure, sighed softly, then smiled and extended his hand to Alamir:
"Welcome back, Alamir Goldfleur."

"As a prince of the Sun Elf race, I welcome your return."

As a Sun Elf who values ​​honor and status, Alamir's expression suddenly turned serious, and she solemnly bowed to the prince before her:
"Praise be to you, Your Highness."

Looking at the sun elf mage who was solemnly bowing to him, Elf looked in the direction of his sister Lia with mixed feelings.

On this stormy night, he missed what might be the only chance in his life to replace his sister as the crown prince of the Sun Elves.

However, Elf has no regrets.

My dear sister, I still believe I am more qualified than you to be the King of the Sun Elves...

However, I will not use cheating methods to win this game...

One day, I will gain my father's approval...

The arrogant elf prince's lips curled slightly, though the self-inflicted sword wound on his lower abdomen still throbbed faintly.

"Alright, everyone, let's begin the interrogation!"

Human and elven mages transformed some of the mind flayers, who had been petrified or transformed into small animals, back into their original forms and bound them within pre-prepared magic circles.

Elian faced the group of mind flayers in front of him and chanted a long string of complicated incantations, his eyes glowing with a pink light.

Magic invaded the minds of this group of mind flayers, dominating their fragile hearts after their psychic powers were depleted.

——【Enchanting Monster】(Improved Version)!

"Now, let's begin asking questions."

"You must answer our questions truthfully."

Elian turned to the group of mind flayers and asked them a series of questions he had prepared beforehand:

"What is the name of your race? Where did you come from? What extraordinary powers do you use? Who are your allies? What conspiracy are you plotting...?"

The mind flayers raised their heads in a daze and answered the first two questions:

“We are called #￠⊥, and we come from the apocalypse…”

Seymour's face twitched slightly: "What did that octopus-head guy just say his race was called? It's not the common language, is it?"

Elian thought for a moment, then mimicked the pronunciation of the word the Mind Flayer had just uttered, and based on the roots of the Common Tongue, provided the corresponding transliteration:
"The pronunciation of that word just now sounded like... Risi. Uh, let's just transliterate it as 'Illithid' then."

"These monsters are also very good at invading minds; you could also call them Mind Flayers. That name is easier to remember."

Illithid or Mind Flayer.

—These two words have thus become the common terms used to describe this octopus-headed creature in modern language.

Prince Elf noticed the Mind Flayer's strange answer and immediately pressed for an answer;
"You just said you came from the end of the world, what do you mean by that?"

The mind-stealers answered truthfully:
"We came from the end of the universe and have returned to the present by crossing the river of time."

Everyone present was shocked by this answer.

Even Elian couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Such important memories, containing confidential information, were not erased by the Outer Gods when they traveled through the time tunnel?

(End of this chapter)