Brain bloom

"Oh, the wedding of Hodge, the evil god who rules the sea? I know what you're up to."

"If it is that evil god, it would probably be happy to join hands with you to awaken the primordial evil... You are going to win it over."

"Ah, it is a bit tricky," Mori Toki also murmured in agreement.

Although she wasn't yet clear on the seriousness of the problem, she had to pretend to be a powerful figure among two true god-level beings. It was like holding a book club where someone casually mentioned a good book, and everyone, even if they hadn't read it, unanimously agreed, "A great book, a must-read."

"Just a little? You're quite confident." The Ancient Demon King didn't miss her words and immediately pressed, "Coffin Bringer, do you have any good ideas? What if it really wins over that evil god..."

"I need to think about this... By the way, this evil god is probably quite wealthy? After all, I've been asleep for 120 years, which is a very long time. I wonder if anything has happened during this time."

The ancient demon king gave him a look as if he had seen one of his own kind: "I understand what you mean. He won't make a move without sufficient reward."

Fernanda knew more: "As far as I know, it is essential to offer sacrifices to the sea god every year within its cult, and much wealth flows into its hands."

Mori sneered, "Then you can leave it to me when the time comes."

Occasionally, I need to show off the power of... oh no, the debt-collecting bow... no, I should say the debt-collecting slingshot. Anyway, I'll be level 50 by then, and with the newly made ledger, it shouldn't be a problem.

“Alright, let’s deal with the Evil Fog in Silvermoon City first.”

"You...didn't you say you wouldn't interfere?" Teng Zong felt like he had been deceived again.

“Ron Stolt, you’re not getting away with this. I’ll make you pay once the Evil Mist is dealt with.”

"Alright, I also want to see the end of that evil god. I'll go play with you guys."

Having said that, the Ancient Demon King presented his pledge of allegiance. He merely glared at Teng with his large eyes, and Teng was frozen in time by a power at the level of a law. The small cloud of evil mist, startled, hurriedly hid in a corner, clearly no longer a threat.

Mori asked the Ancient Demon King, thankfully she could recover. After all, she wanted to learn more about the Soul of Travel and Eden Bank; it was rare to encounter such an easily fooled person who asked for nothing in return.

Volume 1, Chapter 252: Silver Pattern

So when a Four Seasons, an ancient Evil Dragon, and a devil owl returned to the winery as a group, they were pleasantly surprised to find the Evil Mist surging toward them.

Mori spent more time at the ruins than he had expected, and it was now dusk.

The twilight, a hazy glow, spread across the distant sky and poured a crimson hue onto the sea. However, compared to this scene of approaching night, the ominous fog was far more magnificent.

A vast, overwhelming fog, even more magnificent than the entire city of Silvermoon, was surging towards the winery. Sen Shi recalled the sandstorms of his previous life, but this one was far more devastating.

She said, "Judging from the scale of this disaster, Silvermoon City must have been severely affected."

The two monsters beside her remained calm, silently observing the Evil Mist from their own perspectives.

"This has nothing to do with us devils; it just increases the business of my bunch of idle bastards. I wonder if they're willing to finish building her little cabin yet. It would be nice to come and join in the fun... and then I'll hurry up and go on a trip to the Holy Coffin Kingdom with you."

“What a detestable sight. War can bring wealth, but the Evil Mist will only bring endless losses. Trade between the Chaos Lands and Silvermoon City will be damaged… Little Melia, the Evil Mist needs you to resolve it.”

Melia was excited, having completely forgotten about the national documents she was working on halfway through in the room. She was simply stroking the bloodthirsty giant axe. Banshees were actually a rather warlike race.

Everyone thought that a great battle was about to take place with this huge mass of well-fed and satiated fog, but Dandelion had a different opinion.

"I think this thing isn't coming for us, but is trying to escape."

"Run for your life?"

"But it looks quite imposing."

"No, I believe my princess!" Mori said loudly, then muttered, "Even if the Four Seasons' opinion isn't right, it must be right."

"Hmph, that's right."

Very pleased with Mori's words, Dandelion put her hands on her hips. And upon hearing "my princess," the little leaves on her head unfurled.

"That's how it is. One of the instincts of the Evil Mist is to avoid the dwellings of the Four Seasons. Unless it's absolutely necessary to pass through due to dire circumstances."

Sen Shi thought it made a lot of sense. Putting aside the theory of Dandelion's Four Seasons, judging from all the signs, E Wu was a cautious fellow.

It would only launch a full-scale attack after quietly strengthening itself; it would never proactively attack a place where a group of monsters are stationed. Furthermore, since it was sent to collect nutrients, it was probably being chased by something and hurriedly sending the nutrients back.

This is not surprising.

"Aren't there quite a few powerful guys in Silvermoon City?"

“If it did, the Calamity Mist wouldn’t have grown so large. It would be wise enough to crush it with a single claw before it could spread and grow stronger.”

"Was it delayed? For example, the three heroes drove away the Evil Mist, but only just returned... It seems not." Mori didn't elaborate on his speculation, because it was completely wrong and meaningless.

Any inference is a castle in the air compared to what one has seen with one's own eyes.

Her eyes could see something very convenient—the name box.

Originally, she used such intense concentration to see if any small monsters or anything else were in the Evil Mist, so she could fight them to level up. She just couldn't attack the Evil Mist itself, but that didn't mean she couldn't attack its puppets.

Yes, there are quite a few.

But there is one that is clearly different—

[Level 9 - Female Doll Prototype No. 8 - Silver Pattern]

"A doll?" Sen Shi clicked his tongue in surprise.

The name box was getting closer and closer, and at an astonishing speed, even faster than the advance of the Evil Mist. Like a migratory bird leaping over mountains to reach a warmer place, it gracefully crossed the Evil Mist.

It was a beautiful figure.

The simple ethnic costume is adorned with silver ornaments and patterns, but the vibrant, unadorned red overshadows all other decorations. As the wind blows through the costume, the "person" wrapped in it gradually becomes visible.

She is a mechanical doll, female in human form.

The ball joints and the expressionless, metallic face were not aesthetically pleasing.

However, the soul residing within it seems to have adorned the simple doll with vibrant makeup, imbuing these emotionless machines, wood, and metal with an elegant and rustic beauty.

"A mechanical doll...it's actually a mechanical doll?"

"...The soul within this mechanical doll is quite extraordinary."

"Rosestone... no, it's probably not rosestone, but the soul residing within the petals themselves!"

"Silvermoon City actually has guys like this?" Sen Shi exclaimed in surprise, and it wasn't an act.

It was clearly her chasing the Evil Mist, but this guy was only a level 9 mechanical puppet. How did he manage all this? Among the mechanical puppets in this world, there are no combat types that are overpowered. Otherwise, what would Silvermoon City be afraid of?

Before the question could be answered, the figure named Silver Pattern circled around to the front of the Calamity Mist.

She used the winery as her landing point. She seemed weightless, landing beside the group of spectators at the winery without splashing a single speck of dirt, and even deliberately avoiding all the flowers and plants.

In his hand, he held a thin tattoo needle.

“The Four Seasons, demons, dragons, banshees.” Her voice, though mechanically cold, also carried a gentle, resonant emotion, like gears meshing. “And… um, are you a time spirit?”

Mori didn't actually take out his pocket watch, but she still read it aloud.

"Oh...aren't you the tattoo artist from Rogue Street?" Dandelion, having lived there for many years, recognized the other person.

"Hello, Princess of the Four Seasons."

“Silver Pattern…” Mori involuntarily uttered the other person’s name, but found himself unable to come up with even a single question.

"How did you know my name? Oh... I see, you saw it. The true god of the four seasons, interesting. It's just a pity that you saw it, it's a bit of a shame."

"Are you dealing with the Evil Mist?" Melia asked hastily. "Who exactly are you? No, I didn't ask anything."

"It really is me."

Melia suddenly became interested and stopped caring about the Evil Mist and everything else—

"Interested in joining the Chaos Realm? Forgive my late introduction, but I am the Demon Queen of the Chaos Realm! Whatever secrets you carry, my country will not pry. On the contrary, we will provide you with shelter, money, servants, food... uh, lubricant. As long as you participate in the fight against the Evil Mist, my country will prosper, and in the future..."

"No."

"The terms are still negotiable! Aunt Fernanda! Please help us get more people!"

But neither the ancient demon king nor Fernanda remained silent, instead gazing at the mechanical doll with a nostalgic and wondrous look.

Silver Pattern calmly accepted their gazes and suggested, "Please don't reveal that I'm the one dealing with the Evil Mist, and that's why I'm here to see you."

"Oh, ancient soul, do you want our help?" The ancient demon king was about to start negotiating a price.

"No, I want you to tell Lord Balzac that it was you who resolved the Evil Mist."

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Volume 1 #253 - In short, another small cliffhanger

The vast, ominous mist did not stop moving. Even when the silver pattern circled in front of it, the mist did not change course. It wasn't because it wanted to fight to the death; it simply hadn't noticed it.

To avoid being exposed, this cloud of evil mist was not given independent consciousness; it was simply given a few commands and then quietly released.

It had the best record, destroying an entire small area and gaining the strength to fight against powerful opponents. Afterwards, it successively devoured several underestimating or weakened powerful individuals. Combined with some ships in the nearby seas, it eventually absorbed a total of approximately a thousand people.

It has accumulated a wealth of nutrients.

But it was stopped by a strange monster that seemed to be able to shatter it with just a thin needle.

It carried out the last order given, and if the situation was urgent, it immediately returned to the ruins with its spoils.