Wizard's Journey

Chapter 1046 The Three Elf Kings

Each spider lily fairy takes up to two thousand years to mature.

A flower blooms for a thousand years, and withers a year before. The flower and leaves never meet, destined for a life-and-death bond. Therefore, the world of the Red Spider Lily almost never wages wars against other countries, and every member of the race is an extremely precious resource.

On the vast continent, although there are countless spider lilies, only a handful have survived two thousand years to become spirits. This mere little flower can be easily trampled, picked, and harmed by any creature in this world, yet it continues to reproduce endlessly with its tenacious reproductive power.

Only a few spider lilies that grow on steep cliffs, in rocky crevices, and in remote places have managed to survive two thousand years and transform into spirits; they are extremely rare.

"What you're saying... is true!?"

Piggy, a swarm of creatures, spread across hundreds of miles around Green, following in his footsteps to explore this remote little world filled with mystery.

These uninvited guests from afar have unwittingly trampled countless spider lilies and plundered countless natural resources and treasures from this world. Compared to the barren Paradise of the Evil God, this world, in the eyes of the greedy Pigpie, is almost full of the rich resources it has long coveted.

"Chirp chirp chirp..."

A herd of panicked, white unicorns were surrounded by a group of piggy wolves.

These highly organized dark creatures slaughtered indiscriminately, grinning maliciously. Their terrifying numbers, blotting out the sky, quickly captured the holy unicorns, leaving behind all the females and one male stallion. Their offspring were all decomposed into high-quality food on the spot.

The blood-stained Pig-Bear was actually chewing on the guardian of the Spider Lily Elf race, which made the servant behind Green feel angry, ashamed, and speechless.

At this moment, Green, who had reverted to his three-meter-tall bone-spur giant form after dispelling his true form, heard the otherworld flower spirits beside him introduce the three great spirit kings of this world. The information about the most mysterious Yellow Springs Spirit King surprised Green, who asked a question in return.

The three great spirit kings of the Red Spider Lily.

They are the most ancient Elf King of the Other Shore, and the third-level peak Elf named Moon behind Grin, whose spirit is infected with the deadly poison of the Other Shore. This world lord planted the poison within him, making him a poison controller!

He guides the Elf King, the world communicator, and the world's ruler who was the first to notice the invasion of the Evil God's Paradise. He then contacts the Wizarding World in an attempt to join the Wizarding Alliance and save the world from crisis.

Finally, there was the King of the Underworld Spirits, whom Green found hard to comprehend.

According to the moon's explanation, this Elf King actually possesses the ability to communicate with the will of life and death, which completely surpasses the understanding of the knowledge of the wizard Grimm. In the wizarding knowledge system, death is the dissipation of the soul and its return to the original rules of the world, and from then on, there is no more such person in the world. Where does this power to communicate with life and death come from?

Is it...

Could it be that this ruler of a small, remote world possesses the ability to bring the dead back to life?!

Breathing heavily, Grimm asked anxiously, attracting the attention of several Pig-Bug legions around him who stopped and looked over. Grimm waved his hand, signaling them to continue forward, spreading the smoke of war and the fear of darkness, searching for the hidden spider lily spirits.

"The King of the Underworld is the most mysterious of the three Kings of the Underworld. The King of the Other Shore and the King of the Guiding Spirit have their own fixed areas of activity to protect, but the King of the Underworld wanders around every corner of the continent all year round, pursuing life and death."

The moon's explanation reminded Green of the dark wizards in the wizarding world. Both sought the power of life and death, but they took completely different paths.

It seems that finding the whereabouts of this most mysterious King of the Underworld will not be easy for Green.

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Seven days later.

Towering trees fell one after another, sending up plumes of black smoke. Tens of millions of Pig-Bug soldiers temporarily occupied the forest, completely destroying the original peaceful atmosphere.

Several hourglasses later, in this forest far from the Gate of the Full Moon, the Pig-Bug Legion on Green's side finally discovered a large tribe of Spider Lily Elves, numbering in the tens of thousands.

Although it's nothing compared to the number of Pigpie in the Evil God Paradise, it's a large tribe that's quite rare in the Other Shore Flower World.

"what……"

The wails outside the tents rose and fell, driven by the instincts of dark creatures to kill, devour, and even eat—a common occurrence, nothing out of the ordinary.

Inside Green's luxurious tent, several of the finest Lycoris Radiata sprites selected by the Pig-Bug Legion were brought up bound. The sprites, their hands and feet bound and mouths gagged, huddled together, staring in terror at the terrifying evil god sitting high on the throne, intently doing his own thing.

This bone-spur monster, about three meters tall, had a brightly colored bird perched on its shoulder, chirping incessantly. Its hands caressed the earth, and wisps of darkness rising from the depths of the Other Shore Flower World slowly coiled around its body, drilling into its body through the tips of the bone spurs. It was mysterious and terrifying, filled with a cold and brutal aura.

After a while.

The bone-spiky monster raised its hands and sighed, "Still no clues. However, I have sent an avatar to the Calamity side. If the Elf King of the Other Shore really has any clues, that avatar can also send the message over."

"Gagaga, what should we do with these elves?"

Little Eight pointed with one wing at the trembling spider lily fairies in the center of the camp hall.

With fair skin, some slightly plump and graceful, some pure and slender, and some gorgeous and alluring, the Pig-Beard servants of the Green Territory sent over the most outstanding of these Spider Lily fairies in terms of color, fragrance, and taste, according to their preferences. This was obviously because they were not yet familiar with the tastes of the newly appointed Thunder Bone King.

Beneath the black, swirling bone spikes, adorned with iridescent runes, Grimm's gaze caused the few huddled elves to frantically retreat towards the corner, their fear resembling that of trembling lambs, a pitiful sight.

With a flash of black smoke, the Bone Giant appeared beside the elves with Little Eight. Beneath the Mask of Truth, its three-colored eyes gleamed as it sucked one of the most noble-looking spider lily elves into its palm. With a gentle flick of its index fingernail, the elf's emerald green leafy garment was torn off.

With her body exposed, the spider lily fairy desperately twisted her bound body, trying to cover her private parts, but was locked and bound by the Green Space cage.

"What did you find?"

Xiao Ba followed Green's three-colored eyes to look at the spider lily spirit, naturally unable to see the faint green thread in Green's eyes, which vaguely connected to some mysterious place underground.

"It's a key?"

Grimm looked at the elf with a strange expression. This ability to recognize souls was commonplace in the space fortresses of the wizarding world.

(End of this chapter)