Please be my partner.

After all, in order to deal with Meren, the Devouring Swamp forcibly withdrew too much power from the Devouring Council, leaving many of the latter's strongholds weak and unable to withstand the long-planned attack.

Kadir stood outside the castle, watching the battle in front of him with indifference.

Suddenly, a gust of wind carried a figure out of the castle and quickly fled into the distance.

Kadir snorted coldly and said, "Sure enough, there are still some third-level ones left."

As he finished speaking, a looming iron monster was reflected in his pupils.

Kadir raised his left hand and then clenched it suddenly. As he moved, dense straw grew in the large area where the figure wrapped in the strong wind was. These straws swayed in strange postures and strangled the latter.

The figure roared, and the strong wind around him turned into dense wind blades, continuously cutting the straw.

But even if these straws break, they will grow rapidly again, and the cut straws will take root immediately after falling to the ground and become new straws.

This resulted in the figure facing more and more straw, which became increasingly dense and seemed endless.

Kadir said indifferently: "Straw is the most insignificant thing. It can thrive in any environment."

The figure had noticed Kadir a long time ago and knew that this was the latter's method. Seeing that he could not escape, he immediately stared over, intending to make a desperate attempt.

The wind blades around the figure suddenly condensed, forming a palm-sized spiral cone, which shot towards Cardier's heart at a speed faster than the speed of sound.

A glimmer of surprise flashed across Kadir's eyes, but that was all. He did not dodge. In fact, he could not dodge as he was not known for his speed.

If you look through Kadiel's clothes, you can see that the skin on his chest is rapidly turning into the color of black iron.

"Boom!~"

The spiral wind arrow hit Kadiel's chest, making a dull sound. The sound didn't sound like it was hitting flesh at all, but rather like it was hitting an old piece of iron.

The spiral wind arrow barely opened a wound on Kadier's chest, but before he could take any follow-up action, it was drowned and dissipated by the straw gushing out of the wound.

The straw was retracted, the wound closed, and finally, only a dent was left on Kadir's chest.

When the black iron color faded and returned to normal skin, even the dented marks disappeared.

Kadir stretched his arms and sneered, "Are you tickling me?!"

The figure's face was filled with horror, but because the previous attack had consumed too much of his strength, he was now struggling to cope with Straw's attack, and Kadir did not intend to give the other party any more chances.

A terrifying roar was faintly heard in the void. This mental attack caused the figure's movements to suddenly stop. At the same time, several straws flashed with light and their speed suddenly increased. They penetrated the figure's limbs and torso and locked him.

The severe pain woke the figure up, but before he could struggle, a faint shadow of a sickle passed across his neck, and the figure's head and body were instantly separated.

Until his death, his eyes were filled with disbelief, as if he had never expected that he, a powerful third-level warrior, would die so easily.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Kadir smiled with satisfaction and said to himself, "Michael the Wind Rider, nothing more than that."

About an hour later, the battle in the castle gradually subsided. Although the elite members of the Fairy Tale Alliance and the Special Affairs Bureau suffered some injuries, everyone had a smile on their face.

Because they seized a large amount of spoils this time, most of them will be distributed as rewards.

Of course, the spoils of war are only a small part. The real big part comes from the many industries run by the Devouring Parliament, which can generate huge profits every year. This part is naturally divided up by the New School and the Fairy Tale Alliance.

Phuket is a large island located on the edge of the inland sea in the southeastern waters of the Kingdom of Crow.

At this time, a fleet on the king's right wing and the third navy of the Kingdom of Kro surrounded them, and the island was filled with shouts of killing.

Hundred Nights Kingdom, Bell City...

The Kingdom of Barotan...

……

Almost at the same time, dozens of important large strongholds of the Devouring Parliament were surrounded and attacked.

Originally, many large forces and even kingdoms were taking a wait-and-see attitude, and were even waiting to see the Fairy Tale Alliance make a fool of itself.

After all, the Devouring Swamp and the Devouring Council have been rampant in the Blue and Green Realm for a long time. Their strength has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts, and many people simply do not believe that this fairy tale alliance can cause any trouble.

Even the hostile forces of the Devouring Swamp and the Devouring Council will not pin their hopes on the Fairy Tale Alliance.

But when the Fairy Tale Alliance showed its formidable strength and many of the strongholds of the Swallowed Parliament collapsed at the first sign of failure, failing to put up much resistance, many forces immediately began to stir.

First, there were sporadic forces trying to get involved. After they gained a lot of benefits, more and more forces could not hold back and began to join in this feast.

It took almost a month for the Devouring Swamp and the Devouring Council to go from being terrifyingly powerful evil organizations to being the rats that everyone wanted to kill.

During this process, all parties reaped the benefits, and there was no doubt that the Fairy Tale Alliance got the biggest piece of the pie.

When the Devouring Parliament became a thing of the past, some bloodthirsty forces even turned their attention to the Fairy Tale Alliance. It was only after the Fairy Tale Alliance and the King's Right Wing launched a series of deterrent actions that most forces came to their senses and realized that the Fairy Tale Alliance was indeed qualified to take such a share of the benefits.

At this point, the turmoil gradually subsided, and what followed were only some insignificant minor setbacks.

In an elegant room, Mellen was sipping tea while listening to Linet's report.

"...Now, by absorbing the remains of the Devouring Council, the Fairytale Alliance has spread its tentacles across the countries of the Loen Continent. The next five to ten years will be a period of rapid development for us."

"Master, it won't be long before our influence on the Loen Continent reaches saturation. Continuing to increase our influence will probably arouse the vigilance and hostility of other nations. Therefore, I believe that plans to develop other continents can be planned in advance."

"Because of the development of trade, we are no strangers to other continents. I think these places will be good entry points..."

After Linette finished his report, Mellen nodded casually and said, "Well done. Let's proceed according to your ideas."

"In addition, transactions with collectors will be the core of the Fairytale Alliance in the future, and collecting various extraordinary items and rare materials will also be a key focus."

In fact, worlds like the Blue and Green Realm that have not yet fully recovered are not qualified to trade with the Baisha Chamber of Commerce. However, the collector is optimistic about Mellen and is willing to do this favor, so the Fairy Tale Alliance has an additional trading channel.

Of course, under a unilateral monopoly, being exploited is natural, and even collectors cannot change this unless Mellen can find a new channel, or his strength can be improved to a level that the Baisha Chamber of Commerce will pay attention to.

With the Baisha Chamber of Commerce as a channel, Melen can obtain magic gold coins continuously, making advance preparations for his future departure from the Blue and Green Realm and travel to other worlds.

As for the acquisition of various extraordinary items and rare materials, it is also based on the reminders of collectors.

The return of the Blue and Green Realm Spirit Tide is the perfect time for the birth of various rare resources.

In fact, Warwick had made it clear when they were in the magic cave, but Melen did not understand the meaning at that time. Fortunately, it was not too late to realize it now.

Although Mellen did not expect to find treasures like Void Gold like a collector, after all, finding treasures is a science that requires corresponding knowledge, but it should be no problem to reap a big bonus.

After Linette left, Melen continued to wait in the room.

Not long after, the Collector emerged from the void and sat across from Mellen. He smiled and said, "Back then, Mr. Mellen was only a second-level transcendent. Even though I could sense that you were somewhat different, that was all. I never expected that in such a short time, you would not only possess legendary strength, but also command a force powerful enough to influence the continent's situation."

Mellen smiled and poured tea for the other party. He did not respond, but asked, "Mr. Collector, I wonder what the reason for your invitation is?"

Although the two had reached a tacit understanding on the deal, they could just leave that matter to their subordinates and there was no need for them to show up in person.

The Collector smiled and said, "Didn't you ask me to help you keep an eye out for dimensional matter before?"

Mellen's eyes lit up and he asked quickly, "Is there any news?"

At the same time, Mellen was also a little distressed because he was too poor now. Although he had a lot of good things on him, those were all related to himself and could not be sold.

The collector didn't keep the topic secret and said directly, "In three months, there will be a large exchange fair in the Tianfeng Realm of the Spirit World. It will attract many powerful people. If you are lucky, you may be able to find clues about dimensional matter."

Upon hearing this, Mellen's face fell. He thought it was accurate information, but it turned out to be just an uncertain clue.

Seeing Mellen's expression, the Collector smiled and said, "The exchange fair in Tianfeng Territory is very famous. As far as I know, many dimensional adventure teams often appear there. This large-scale exchange fair should also attract many teams. Perhaps they have dimensional materials in their hands."

"Besides, you'll eventually leave the Blue and Green Realm. Even if you don't gain anything at the exchange fair, it's still good to gain some experience beforehand."

Mellen nodded and said sincerely, "Thank you, Mr. Collector."

The collector waved his hand. It was just a simple piece of information, which was of great value to him.

After the two sides exchanged ideas for a while, the collector left with a smile on his face.

After the collector left, Melen played with the memory crystal left by the former, which recorded the coordinates of Tianfeng Territory in the spiritual world, as well as some brief introduction to the surrounding environment.

After thinking for a moment, Mellen put away the memory crystal and prepared to return to Sunset Mountains.

The main reason why he stayed in the Kingdom of Crow for so long was to support the Fairy Tale Alliance. Now that the incident has subsided, he naturally has nothing to do with it.

Although dimensional materials might not appear at the exchange meeting, it would be embarrassing if they appeared but he couldn't afford them, so he planned to take advantage of these three months to get more money from the demons in the space-time rift.

Chapter 219 Porter

A hundred miles away from the Sunset Mountains, Melen stopped and waited quietly.

About half an hour later, a faint light accompanied by crisp laughter appeared around Mellen. He raised his hand, and a little elf appeared in his hand.

After taking the pure white diamond-shaped crystal handed over by the little fairy, Melen said softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

The little fairy happily flew to Mellen's cheek, gave him a kiss, and then disappeared into the colorful light with a smile.

After returning to the headquarters of the Knights of Dusk and greeting Dal as usual, Melen began to plan his next move.

Because of the double BUFF of the return of the spiritual tide and the conflict of the power of the world rules, the time and space rift area has bred many precious treasures, some of which even collectors are envious of. As long as Melen can get some during this period of time, he will have the confidence to participate in the exchange meeting.

However, most of the good things are in the depths of the space-time rift area, where there is a demon army stationed and legendary demons in charge, so it is not an easy task to get them.

More importantly, Mellen certainly couldn't rashly push for a war between humans and demons just for his own selfish desires, so he could only rely on himself in this matter.

Even though the Dusk Knights were fighting back and forth with the demons, they had not been able to set foot in the center of the space-time rift for several years, so naturally they had no relevant intelligence. If he wanted to figure out the situation, he had to find a way on his own.

Space-time rift area.

Mellen's body was flashing with a faint colorful light. Under the cover of this light, he could not be seen with the naked eye.

While strolling around, you can occasionally see large groups of demons walking by in a disorderly manner, and you can also see a team of hundreds of people on the human side.

When the tacit understanding is broken, the legendary demons will not care about their identities. From time to time, they will go to the middle and outer areas of the space-time rift to hunt. In order to deal with this situation, the human side has completely abandoned the team training mode. At least they have to form a team that has the strength to fight against the legendary demons in a short period of time before entering the space-time rift.

Of course, the legendary strongmen on the human side are often more ruthless.

Occasionally, human legends will meet legendary demons, and a fierce battle is inevitable.

The noise of this battle often attracts nearby humans and demons, thus forming a small-scale war in a short period of time.

Mellen stopped and looked at the battle going on in front of him.

The human team was led by a third-level knight of the Order of Dusk, and in addition there were elite warriors, rangers, wizards, and even a priest from a certain church. It was a fairly well-equipped team, and Melen also saw an 'acquaintance' among them... Ares of the Lava School.

When Mellen and Spike passed the entrance test, Ares came to intercept them, hoping that they would give up the Earth School and join their Lava School.

But later, after hearing that Spike was the reserve knight, he laughed and hurried away.

Now, due to the pressure from the demons, the conflicts within the Dusk Knights are no longer as intense as before, and have all shifted to the outside.

Of course, Melen himself has no prejudice against the lava school.

Their opponents were demons numbering six or seven hundred. With excellent tactics and exquisite coordination, these demons were divided and annihilated layer by layer.

During the battle, some people on the human side were injured or even on the verge of death, but since Melen had encountered them, it was naturally impossible for him to allow them to suffer casualties.

Ares's sword flashed with a dark red light, which contained a restrained high temperature. When the sword passed through the demon's body, it was like a hot knife cutting butter, and the wound would instantly char.

Suddenly, a sharp spike popped up from the ground and pierced Ares' ankle. Although the spider demon hiding underground was killed by his sword the next moment, the attacks from the two demons that followed one after another put him in danger.

Ares's eyes were fierce, and he gritted his teeth as he faced the demon in front of him. As for the one behind him, he could only twist his body to avoid the vital points.

Just as Ares risked another wound on his body to kill the demon in front of him, a heat wave suddenly came from behind him. He barely looked back and saw that the demon that had originally attacked him had turned into a ball of charcoal.

Ares looked in the direction where the fireball came from, wanting to see who saved him, but he saw a demon shaman standing there blankly, seeming to doubt the existence of demons.

This is... a miss?!

Reality is not a game, so of course 100% spell lock is impossible, but the probability of a Demon Shaman deflecting his own natural spell at such a close distance is a bit too small.

However, Ares had no time to think on the battlefield. A white light enveloped him, and his injuries began to recover rapidly. Then he rushed directly towards his 'savior'.

Similar incidents continued to occur throughout the battlefield, including spells missing their target, weapons breaking, and even sudden madness. Due to these coincidences, the demons accelerated their defeat, while the humans survived and only suffered some injuries at most.

After counting the losses after the battle, the leading knight was a little surprised. After asking a few questions, he guessed that there might be a strong man who secretly helped, so he didn't think about it anymore, cleaned up the battlefield and quickly moved away.

For the next month or so, Melen carefully explored the situation deep in the space-time rift and figured out a lot of clues.

The devil actually built several huge cities deep in the space-time rift.

The most central one of them surrounds the space-time channel that runs through the two worlds and is blocked by layers of demon armies. Any idle demons are strictly prohibited from approaching, and violators will be killed unconditionally.

Melen's target is certainly not this, but another huge city, which is specially used to store resources.

Because in the abyss world, the three demon lords are in charge of the space-time channel, so the resources produced in the space-time rift must naturally be distributed among the three.

For the sake of fairness and to prevent one party from embezzling resources, the output of the space-time rifts on the Blue and Green Realm is usually concentrated in the warehouse city first. At a fixed time, the three great demons will send their men to transport them all back to the Abyss World.

After determining the target, Mellen began to prepare an action plan. First, he needed a suitable identity to sneak into the warehouse city.

This is not difficult. After all, demons are chaotic creatures. The warehouse city often needs a large number of demons to transport resources, so the management is far less strict than the central city. There are still many idle demons.

Mellen only needs to disguise himself as a demon and it should be easy to blend in.

He attacked a group of demons, and then brought the Soul Binder, who had been deliberately spared a breath of life, to a hidden cave, and then began to dismantle it inhumanely.