Chapter 505 Breath
The lich is not so easy to kill, and Yang Qiu is not worried about Enwei's life.
But... the azalea badge that Envy was carrying was destroyed, which at least proved that Envy encountered a powerful attack that destroyed his space props and probably even his skeleton body. This is not a good sign.
"Given Enwei's caution, he would not go to the Holy Land of Prosperity to seek death... Then who else in the Principality of Shiga can force Enwei into a desperate situation?"
Enwei is also a black magician. Black magicians may not be superior to other spellcasters in other aspects, but when it comes to escaping... well, his strategic shifting skills are undoubtedly second to none; if there is anyone in the Principality of Shiga who can really threaten him... then apart from Brother Lowell, it can only be the Holy Land of Prosperity.
Lowell was not a moody person. Even Yang Qiu felt a headache because of the stubbornness and perseverance of this ascetic monk. But the possibility of Enwei suddenly going crazy and running to the Holy Land of Prosperity was not much higher than that of Lowell suddenly losing control.
Yang Qiu, puzzled, immersed his mind into the matrix to check Anthony's anchor point.
At this time, Anthony was still squatting obediently in the Territory of Saint Turis. From Anthony's perspective, Delburg did not look like it was under attack or in a state of tension.
I checked several anchor points active in the territory of Saint Turis (Ji Tang & National Team Agricultural Expert), and it was still calm.
"The good news is... Saint Turis Territory has not been affected for the time being." Yang Qiu retracted his thoughts and stood up with a serious look, "But it's hard to say what will happen next."
Anthony, Lowell, and the female black magician from the Western Continent who worked for Lowell all seemed to be unaware that Enwei had been attacked. This meant that when Enwei was attacked or met with an accident, he was not in the territory of Saint Turis or was quite far away from Delburg.
Yang Qiu naturally knew Enwei's whereabouts. If he had not been attacked, he should be on his way back to Saint Turis from the capital of Shiga.
"In other words, Enwei encountered a threat on his way back that was so powerful that he had no time to escape."
After determining the nature of the matter, Yang Qiu immediately rushed out of the lord's mansion, opened the subspace barrier and summoned the bone dragon.
The authentic teleportation array (for living people) of Creek City has not been set up yet. In order to get to the Principality of Shiga as soon as possible, we must go to Dutata City.
About an hour later, the bone dragon landed in Dutata City. Without even having time to greet Kingsley, Yang Qiu jumped into the basement of the Lord's Mansion in Dutata City and activated the teleportation array.
"Hello, Yang?"
Kingsley, who had inexplicably chased down from the living room, only had time to see the teleportation light disappear: "...What's wrong with this guy?"
Yang Qiu rushed to the desolate outpost in the Tarantan Wasteland through the teleportation array, summoned the bone dragon again, and flew to the Principality of Shiga.
Just as Yang Qiu was hurrying on his way... deep in the Sorenson Mountains, in the dense jungle shrouded in clouds and mist, a palm tree that was as thick as three people could hug, the clustered leaves that spread out upwards suddenly withered and turned yellow strangely quickly; the rough and hard bark quickly dried and weathered, and gradually peeled off from the tree trunk.
This originally lush and healthy palm tree gradually died in a very short time, less than two hours. The trunk, which was as thick as three people could hug, slowly broke and separated its wood fibers as if it had experienced hundreds of years of wind and sun, leaving a shocking crack that was twenty centimeters wide and more than half a meter high.
A human-shaped soul that was as solid as a substance floated out silently from the cracked trunk of the palm tree.
This humanoid soul has soft, slightly curly blonde hair, pale skin, pupils as deep as obsidian, and... a perfect face that can rival virtual characters created with CG technology.
"…This time, the fall was really harsh."
Enwei's exquisite world-weary face was now so gloomy that water could be squeezed out of it, and there seemed to be a raging soul fire burning in his pupils.
The lich, in a very bad mood, floated out of the tree, and with him floated... a piece of crystal-like jade finger bone.
This piece of bone from the second phalanx of the left index finger of Enwei's "pre-living" body is Enwei's life box.
The so-called lich's life box is naturally not just a square iron box or a box made of any other material - in theory, any object that can store the lich's soul fire can be used as a life box.
The liches have many ways to disguise and hide their life boxes...Hiding the finger bone life box in the trunk of one of the countless trees in the jungle like Enwei is just a routine operation.
Carrying the life box and floating away from the dead palm tree, Envi, with an unhappy look on his face, closed his senses and wandered aimlessly in the endless jungle for more than ten minutes, until he himself didn't even know where he was. Then he randomly chose a tree that he couldn't recognize and threw the life box into the roots of the tree.
Next, Envy continued to close his senses and drift around until he could no longer turn back to find the tree where the phylactery was hidden...
This was the confidentiality measure Envi took to keep the hiding place of his own life box secret. Even he himself could not find which hill, which tree, or inside which tree the life box was hidden, let alone others.
After hiding the life box, Enwei released his senses and searched the surroundings.
The Sorenson Mountains are also known as the "Cemetery of the Fallen". Over the past thousands of years, countless fallen people have run to this endless sea of trees to wait for death because they were unable to control their spirits before collapsing. It is not difficult to find a usable skeleton...
After spending some time looking for a skeleton that could fit his own soul, Envi hurriedly left the Sorenson Mountains and headed for Innadri.
On June 6, 1033 in the new calendar of the alien world, at one o'clock in the afternoon, Enwei arrived at the city of Innadli. The bone dragon ridden by Yang Qiu, who had been flying for several hours, also flew to the territory of Saint Turis, only a few dozen kilometers away from Delburg.
When Enwei arrived at the Innadri City Hall and met Charlie Rex, Yang Qiu canceled the summons and landed from the air not far in front of the Delburg city gate.
Using Anthony's vision to determine Lowell's location, Yang Qiu strode towards the city gate.
When Yang Qiu stepped into the city gate... a traveler who called himself Raphael Larven was carrying a tattered bag and walking leisurely and unhurriedly on the streets of the city.
"City Hall? Turn right from this street and you'll see it at the end."
Larven thanked the passerby who showed him the way, admired the street view, and then quickened his pace and headed towards the City Hall.
Yang Qiu, who was also moving towards Delburg City Hall, stopped abruptly halfway.
"--What did you say?"
In the Innadri City Hall, Charlie Rex, who had just met Enwei, was hurriedly transmitting information to Yang Qiu through the matrix: "Mr. Enwei said that the monster he encountered had your scent after it revealed its true form."
"My breath?!" Yang Qiu's face changed instantly.
"Mr. Enwei said that it should be very similar to your aura... No, Mr. Enwei corrected his statement. He thought that it should be said that your aura is very similar to 'that monster'."
Yang Qiu turned around quickly and left the street at a high speed.
Half a minute later, Yang Qiu, who had used the subspace barrier to conceal his own breath and was flying at low altitude at full speed, reappeared outside the gate of Delburg.
"Rex! Get Envy to tell you where he encountered that monster!"
In front of the Delburg City Hall, Rafael Larven, who had just arrived, suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction where Yang Qiu left.
At this moment, the two were very far apart in a straight line, so Rafael Larven naturally saw nothing.
"Strange, why do I have the illusion that 'my brother' is nearby?"
The mysterious traveler muttered to himself.
"Hmm... it must be an illusion. 'He' is having a great time on the other side of Tarantan and it's unlikely that he will show up in Shiga." Rafael Larven seemed very excited about this illusion. "I can also have an illusion. It seems that I have indeed gotten rid of a lot of 'father's' influence."
This mysterious traveler, who was talking to himself happily, stepped happily into the door of Delburg's town hall.
"Hey, citizen, you can't just come in - huh? You're not a local?" The soldier on duty near the gate immediately came over and blocked the way.
"Good day, soldier. My name is Rafael Larven, and I'm a traveler." Larven smiled heartily, "I saw the recruitment notice published by Mr. Alfred Lowell in the newspaper, so I came from the north to try my luck."
The soldier on duty looked at the visitor with a scrutinizing gaze. The dusty traveler did look a little embarrassed, but his tall and strong figure, upright manners and decent conversation still proved that he was not an ordinary civilian. He nodded and said, "I see. Then please come in, sir, and register inside."
Larven thanked him politely and followed the soldier on duty toward the municipal building.
Most of the nobles in the territory of Saint Turis were dealt with by Lowell's iron fist. More than 70% of the local civil servants and operators who used to work in the municipal building became prisoners. Even half of the vacant positions have not been filled yet, and the city is in a state of thirst for talent. Larben, who seemed to have a full understanding of human society, thought that it would be good enough to complete the registration in this afternoon. Unexpectedly, just half an hour later, he met Brother Lowell, who had the power to decide whether to hire him.
The clerk, who had probably only been on the job for a short time, hurriedly completed his registration and asked him to find a seat in the reception room to drink tea for twenty minutes. Then Brother Lowell, who was rumored to be cold-blooded and cruel to many people, came over in person.
"Mr. Rafael Larvin? Nice to meet you, I'm Lowell ."
Brother Lowell was very excited that someone had come from afar to seek refuge with him, and he extended his hand enthusiastically.
"It's an honor to meet you, Brother." Larven also stretched out his hand with a smile on his face and shook hands with Brother Lowell.
The moment their hands touched... Brother Lowell closed his eyes and fell to the ground silently.
Larven still held the monk's hand tightly, and the enthusiastic and hearty smile on his face did not diminish in the slightest.
"That lich is indeed an outlier. Even high-ranking priests can't see through my disguise as easily as he does." Larven said happily, "It's a pity that a lowly creature like a lich cannot be completely eliminated by killing it once."
