What's wrong with me, a mage, loving to farm?

Chapter 218. People with their own hidden agendas.

In fact, the anomalies in the Atlantis Sea are currently limited to the upper reaches of the Zemuria, and even then, only the uppermost areas.

The reason is that the mermaids used the magic power of the illusory gods to construct a huge magic circle, and the Titan creations of Star Town deliberately concealed it, so the impact was actually very small.

Even the knight commander took a moment to realize: "You mean the sea where the merfolk live?"

"...Will the Elven divine ship sink there?"

Her expression was subtle, as if to say, "Are you kidding me?"

The Elven territory is actually located in the sea outside the human race's sphere of influence. Their shipbuilding industry is quite extravagant, and their so-called "divine ships" are even blessed by nature.

No matter how big the storm, it should not be overturned or sunk.

So there's only one possibility left.

"Of course it was deliberately sunk." Icarus still had a smile on his face, but his words made the Knight Commander feel extremely uncomfortable—

"Our ancestors foresaw that the merfolk would use the power of the illusory gods to suppress the natural consciousness in the ocean, so they deliberately used an Orpheus oak tree to contain the shattered natural consciousness."

"With the help of natural consciousness, it will possess legendary-level magical fluctuations, and its core will condense crystals from the Atlantis Sea."

If used as a sacrifice, it could surely heal the cracks in the earth.

Upon hearing this, the knight commander couldn't help but blurt out, "You're doing this on purpose! You're manipulating the will of nature! You're blaspheming the Mother Goddess!"

Well, now it's her turn to be pointing fingers and yelling at the other person.

As a true believer in the Earth Mother Goddess, she could not tolerate the other party using such a mocking tone to manipulate the consciousness of nature, which was simply like... deceiving and misleading the deity.

The mere thought of those two words made her faith tremble for a moment. She couldn't imagine that the all-knowing and all-powerful Earth Mother could be deceived in this way.

She had even removed the Tear of the Zemurian from her chest, and the crystalline green light swirled around her, forming clusters of thorny brambles.

But the elf Icarus made no move.

He first smiled and said, "Thorns, the source of all this disaster is thorns."

Then, he looked at the Knight Commander, or rather, at the empty space behind him: "Your Excellency, are you really not going to try to persuade her?"

"!!!"

Bevesel was startled. Just as she was about to activate the Tears of Zemuria, she suddenly felt her fingers go weak and powerless, and the crystal tear in her hand was about to fall to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a slender hand wearing a white leather mitten caught the teardrop that was about to fall to the ground.

A gentle voice spoke: "Sleep now, slumber in the embrace of light, until the defilement is cleansed."

Even the strongest consciousness would be extinguished by this voice. The knight commander's thoughts became blurred, and then he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep amidst a blinding light.

The light formed a feather-shaped cocoon that enveloped her. At first glance, it looked like an angel spreading its wings and gently covering her, but in reality, it was more like a cage.

In the blinding light, a man dressed in extremely elegant and elaborate robes and wearing a crystal crown suddenly appeared. He glanced at the Tear of Zemuria in his hand, said nothing, and simply put it away.

The halo that had been spreading from the glistening teardrop vanished at this moment, and the magic that had been maintaining it also disappeared completely.

Without the Tears of Thermio, the defenses of the front-line base will completely collapse, and the paladins and inhabitants inside will be torn to pieces.

Not only the paladins, but also the heretics of Salt Mountain—if they all die, they can be sacrificed and receive God's blessing.

The cardinal's face lit up with a smug smile as he thought about how his plan was about to succeed.

Then, he looked at the elf Icarus.

"The helm is in your hands."

"Hmm." Icarus handed a small, work of art-like ship's wheel directly to the cardinal.

Whether it was a warning or amusement, he wore a mocking smile: "The merfolk are not to be trifled with."

"Under the holy light, those alien races will cooperate." The cardinal took the helm, his expression calm.

"Oh right, you're willing to eliminate dissidents, so you don't care about the merfolk... Hmm, impressive."

Icarus clapped his hands lightly, but only with the back of his hand, in a very perfunctory manner.

"Hmph." The cardinal ignored him and disappeared into the light once again.

In the vast room, only Icarus remained, watching the cocoon of light formed by feathers. He approached the cocoon, pulled a vine from his sleeve, and inserted it directly into the cocoon.

The vines, like snakes, pierced entirely into the cocoon, but after entering, the surface of the cocoon remained unchanged, as if nothing had happened.

"Let's go, now let's just wait and see the show."

After doing all this, he leisurely opened a spatial portal and left, leaving only a layer of blood-red gloom shrouding the pure white cocoon.

……

Yavana Holy Mine.

Norland Kingdom Frontline Base.

Celeste, who was peacefully enjoying a magical massage in her unfolded mansion, suddenly sensed something.

She reached out and grabbed it.

A golden ear of wheat fell into her hand.

Then, centered on the ears of wheat, a spatial portal quickly took shape, and after it was fully formed, a boy with golden hair walked out from it.

"Your Highness Milfein." Celeste was surprised to see him.

She was, after all, employed by the Kingdom of Norland, and the other party was currently the only direct descendant of the Kingdom of Norland, born to the King of Norland and the late Queen.

In King Norland's eyes, only his eldest son was qualified to inherit the kingdom. Unfortunately, the son didn't care about the kingdom's power at all and went directly to become a bishop at the Church of Mother Earth.

Ultimately, compared to the king of a small country, the position of a bishop in the Church of the Earth Mother Goddess is indeed more prestigious.

So when she saw that it was Mi Feiyin, she still bowed to show her respect.

"Grand Mage Celeste".

Milfyin emerged fully from inside, his face grave, and said, "The Tears of Zemuria have been taken. The Vatican's frontline bases will no longer be safe."

"I will take over the position of Knight Commander Bephrelis. I only hope that you can... contact the Pit Lord."

After a brief silence, Celeste smiled knowingly: "How do you know I have connections with the Pit Lord? He's a criminal being hunted down by the Archmage."

The beautiful mage lay lazily on the soft bed, picked up a fruit, and slowly took a bite, juice splashing everywhere.

She seemed to have completely relaxed.

Milfein said directly, "He was originally your Hellwalker, the contract is in your hands, and he would never come here without your order."

"Great Master, we should no longer hide anything from each other."

"What does the Holy Spring Merchant Guild want from the Yavana Holy Mine that has led them to go to such lengths to have you set up this scheme? Please tell us directly."

In exchange, I will help you.

He extended a hand and said very sincerely, "We are all the same."

Faced with this hand, Archmage Celeste merely squeezed it lightly before releasing it as if avoiding a snake or scorpion. She even took out a handkerchief to wipe her fingers, making sure each one was clean.

She muttered, "How ugly! Why do we have to shake hands?"

Miffy: "???"

Obviously, "ugly" refers to his appearance...

If he didn't need to cooperate with the other party right now, and if it weren't for the fact that it wasn't a time to prove how good-looking he really was, he would have really questioned the other party: was he really ugly?

He took a deep breath. "I need to see the Pit Lord immediately, since he was able to contact the cultists and bring the power of Zul'Gurub to the Prime Material Plane."

Therefore, he must have some ancient sacrificial objects in his possession.

"With the ancient sacrificial offerings, I can pinpoint Ellie's location. As long as I rescue her, the Orpheus family won't get involved!"

"No." Celeste shook her head after hearing his words: "The one who truly opened the portal to the prime material plane was not him, but the cultists."

As she said this, a lingering gloom hung over her face. Although the Holy Spring Merchant Guild was indeed plotting to acquire treasures from the Yavana Holy Mine, she would never do something like opening a rift in the prime plane and causing a demon invasion.

She never expected things to develop to this point.

"...How is that possible?" Miffy frowned. "If those cultists really had such abilities, they wouldn't be hiding like rats in the sewers."

Celeste didn't say anything, and he knew that she was definitely not lying. If she really wasn't lying, then things would be really troublesome.

If Ellie is not brought back, the Orpheus family will have ample reason and excuse to intervene in this matter, which could eventually escalate into a conflict between the elves and the papacy.

The elves are truly world-renowned for their fierce protection of their own.

Seeing this, Celeste reminded her again:

"And it's already too late."

"Your Highness, the Cardinal is already en route to the Sea of ​​Atlantis."

"My father actually let him in like that..."

He had barely finished speaking when he helplessly rubbed his temples.

Yes, that's a cardinal from the Holy See.

Even his father, the King of Norland, had to bow respectfully before him. If someone wanted to go, what right did he have to stop them?

Mifein's expression worsened. He remembered the fields he was cultivating and researching in the North, and that his mage friend was also in the North.

But it's obviously too late to go back now, and besides, there's nothing he can do to stop it.

So he simply said, "You must have some connection with the Pit Lord, so let's cooperate."

I'll stay on the surface. You take the Pit Lord to find the treasure you seek, and then rescue the elf, Ellie.

This time, Celeste did not refuse.

"I let him in beforehand and set up a spatial anchor point. You should thank me, otherwise even you wouldn't have been able to infiltrate the Holy Mine without alerting the Abyss Lord."

She reached out and summoned a massive spatial teleportation array. The two of them passed directly through the portal formed by the power of the Holy Spring Merchant Guild and arrived at the area where the Pit Lord was located.

This place is filled with mycelium and monsters that roam within it; its geographical location is in the shallow mining area of ​​the Yavana Sacred Mine.

Yavana Holy Mine is one of the largest magic crystal mines on the continent of Zemurio, with a total surface area of ​​over 100,000 hectares.

The labyrinthine roads and downward-extending areas deep within the mine are several times larger than the surface area. Even the most experienced miners wouldn't dare say they could recognize all of them.

This place can be described as a magnificent metropolis.

Therefore, even though the power of the Abyss Lord has corrupted this place, it is not entirely under their control. There are still humans in some hidden depths of the mines.

For example, the place where the Pit Lord lives.

Surprisingly, there was no mycelium at all, even though it was just separated by a wall. It was very clean, and there was a very special magic in the air, which seemed to be preventing the mycelium from entering.

It formed a stark contrast to the forest of mycelium outside.

Both of them were somewhat surprised, but neither showed it.

If the Pit Lord can withstand the mycelium containing abyssal magic from Zul'Gurub, does that mean he has found some kind of treasure?

Their silence meant that no one asked. Miffy thought it was a secret, perhaps a secret of the Holy Spring Merchant Guild; Celeste decided to ask after things had settled down.

So they missed the quickest opportunity to find the elf Ellie.

Celeste hadn't contacted him for a while, worried that the fluctuations in her magic might be exposed, but now it seemed that her worries were completely unfounded.

"Please wait a moment." Celeste took out a magical artifact and activated it. A tall figure arrived shortly afterward.

Upon seeing the two of them, the other person's face lit up with genuine joy: "Lady Celeste."

"You must be tired here," Celeste said gently. "Soon, once we find that treasure, I'll take you away from here."

She approached him, patted his well-defined abs with her fingers, and a look of pleasure flashed in her eyes.

To make his master able to pet him more easily, the pit lord deliberately inhaled, making his abdominal muscles even firmer.

Watching this scene, Mifein could barely contain his discomfort. How could humans and demons behave like this? It was practically a death sentence!

To prevent further damage to his eyes, he decisively interrupted, saying, "I possess a divine artifact of the Mother Goddess that allows me to directly access the lowest level of the Yavana Sacred Mine."

The things the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce needs should be somewhere there, right?

In exchange, I need to obtain the ancient sacrificial objects from the cultists.

After exchanging a glance with Celeste, the Pit Lord replied, "Alright!"

As he spoke, a group of tall, muscular men, seemingly not human, sprang out from behind him, their bodies engulfed in sulfurous flames.

Moments later, they all transformed into demons with bat wings and steel whip tails.

Their eyes were filled with a violent desire for destruction.

After lying in wait here farming for so long, they can finally have a big fight—with the magic potion given by the Celestial Master that can affect the mycelium, they don't have to worry about being invaded by spores.

"...You will be punished sooner or later."

Upon suddenly seeing so many demons, Mifein almost couldn't catch his breath. He took out a yellowish-brown sphere with countless undulating mountains on it, surrounding a bull-like head in the center.

"Mother Goddess, please have mercy on me."

"Mother Goddess, please... forgive our overstepping."

"Mother Goddess, please show us your wounds."

Mifein devoutly poured his divine power into it, chanting incantations.

The sphere gradually melted, emanating an earthy yellow halo that enveloped all the demons present before diving directly underground, heading deeper into the earth.

Their goal was the deepest part of the Yavana Sacred Mine. Only by finding the ritual artifacts used by the cultists to maintain the rift in the prime plane could they search for the location of the elf Ellie.

After seeing off the demon and the archmage, Mifein sighed softly, straightened his robes, and turned to return to the ground through the uncollapsed spatial portal.

He also needs to use his own strength to maintain the security of the Papacy's front-line bases.

As long as those people don't die... there won't be any sacrifices, and he doesn't believe the Cardinals will take action against him.

……

at the same time.

Atlantis beach.

A white "sun" hangs on the seashore, facing off against a gigantic indigo sea behemoth that is hundreds of meters tall.

Although the cardinals could swagger into the territory of the Kingdom of Norland, they had no way to directly enter the territory of the merfolk.

If you really anger the merfolk and they attack you, unless it's the power of the God of Light, you'll have absolutely no chance of survival.

But fortunately... he had a token.

The cardinal took out the exquisite ship's rudder and proclaimed, "I have come to take away the divine ship of the Elven Orpheus family!"

"This is a token of our agreement with your king!"

The Indigo Sea Giant looked at the token, opened its enormous mouth, and uttered a deep, rumbling voice: "Entry permitted, but do not spy on the sea!"

After saying that, its body rapidly shrank and wrapped itself around the ship's rudder, carrying the cardinal swiftly into the sea.

In just a few seconds, they crossed the wide sea and arrived above the area where the Orpheus Oak had sunk.

And what awaited him there... was an extremely small mermaid.

Prince Treden, the mermaid riding a seahorse, proudly raised his head and stared at the cardinal in front of him, who was dressed in leather robes and whose entire body, except for his head, was covered in skin.

He spoke arrogantly, "You should bow to me, servant of light!"

The tone was certainly not polite at all.

"Greetings, Your Highness."

The cardinal obediently bowed slightly, saluted him, and, suppressing his displeasure, handed the ship's rudder to the mermaid prince.

The latter took the helm, casually tossed it into the sea, and silently prayed, "Teacher, please hurry up and finish this; I'll hold him off!"

After he finished chanting, he finally smiled and asked the cardinal curiously, "Won't your gods be angry at such a betrayal of the earth?"

Haha, isn't light just one of the offspring born of the earth?

Betraying one's own mother...

He gave a subtle smile.

The cardinal, who had been observing the sea, couldn't help but feel angry after hearing these words.

"This is none of your concern, Your Highness."

After warning the other party, he remained silent and waited for the Shenzhou spacecraft to ascend.

Seeing this, Treden realized he had said the wrong thing and immediately felt that his mother was really unreliable. This was clearly what she had taught him to say, so why didn't it work!

Both the human and the fish were somewhat anxious.

Meanwhile, deep in the ocean, a giant ship is about to set sail.

(End of this chapter)