Chapter 460: The unusual discovery of the ‘Butler’ Imralis Tangzheng

Walk out of the palace on the top floor of the Starlight Watchtower.

Imralis, with white curly hair reaching his shoulders and dressed in a gray and black robe, walked down the tall spiral staircase.

The footsteps seemed to be measured with a ruler, the distance and angle of each step, and even the sound of walking were exactly the same.

"God's Spiral"

It is the only passage connecting the twelve-story palace-style watchtower.

The surrounding walls were not of the same style, the upper half being obsidian that shone with a cold light, while the lower half was pale white rock.

The dazzling and stunning reliefs of star flames, sea of ​​clouds, branches, etc. are interwoven and spliced ​​together with elegance and coldness, making the cold and vital breath coexist strangely!

"God King..."

Imralis whispered in adoration and enthusiasm. He had seen this watchtower countless times, as if it were a seamless carving.

He still couldn't imagine how the gods built it.

It can only be attributed to the power of the Supreme God King!

Imralis quickened his pace; several Lord Guardians were waiting for him.

There is a special item called "Guild Ring" that can be moved freely throughout the Sky City.

As a starry sky watchtower that can detect and mobilize part of the power of the "Sky City", it can also be entered freely.

Originally, it was only held by eight supreme and great God Kings. However, in...

Imralis remembered something, his shoulders trembled, and the seeds of fear hidden in his heart sprouted in an instant.

As a race of automatons, Imralis possesses a natural resistance to mental nullification and should not be affected by emotions such as fear.

However.

That horrific turmoil was also a "disaster" that destroyed everything...

Imralis suppressed his chaotic thoughts.

In short.

Nowadays, only guardians can carry the Guild Ring, and they are required to remove it once they leave the Sky City.

This is because this matter once caused chaos due to negligence!

Even among the many turmoils, that trouble was not even qualified to be ranked, but he still remembered it.

therefore.

Even though he has a special status, he does not have this honor.

Imralis could only walk to the meeting place.

The gate of the Conference Palace appeared before our eyes.

There were two doors nearly ten meters high, inlaid with dark metal and golden agate. Just standing in front of the door, one could feel a surge of divine power.

The reason why it was built so majestically and tall is not just to demonstrate the supreme status and honor of the God Kings.

Among the eight gods, there is one with a very tall stature. If the gate is built shorter, that god will not be able to pass through.

And this God King!

It was the creator of Imralis - the "Ten-Armed Giant God-King".

Boom—Boom—

Imralis walked forward, but before he could push the door open, the towering door inlaid with golden agate suddenly opened.

A figure exuding a strong aura came into view!

"Master Guardian!"

Imralis quickly turned sideways, keeping his spine tilted at just the right 15-degree angle, enough to show awe without being flattering.

"kindness."

A calm yet dignified response sounded.

The guardian with a powerful aura strode away without stopping for a moment.

Imralis waited until the other party had walked some distance before he stood up again, suppressed his doubts, and walked into the conference hall.

The grounds of the Conference Palace.

It was paved with polished bronze plates, covered with a large area of ​​silver-white fur of some kind of monster, and was located at the conference table in the center of the hall.

It was covered with another layer of a carpet made of dragon scales that were peeled off from the bodies of the extremely rare white dragon kings among the dragons that had been slaughtered.

It's an ordinary Dragon King.

The True Dragon King is extremely valuable, and his entire body is full of treasures. Even the most extravagant people would not use the True Dragon King's scales as a carpet.

snort!

The self-righteous dragon clan is only worthy of being trampled under the feet of the gods.

This thought came to Imralis' mind, and he saw the only figure in the conference hall and walked forward quickly.

"Lord Guardian!" Imralis also saluted and said respectfully.

"Hey, it's the butler."

Gross Horn leaned back in his chair, holding a crystal glass filled with bright red liquid. He raised his right hand to greet:

"How's it going?"

'Steward' is another name for Imralis.

The Ten-Armed God King liked to call it that, and over time, the guardians also followed suit.

Imralis thought.

This is an unparalleled honor!

Among the many races in this world, the meaning of "steward" is not much different, representing the living symbol of an ancient and strict class.

It is not only a "manager" who assists the master, but also a "guardian".

"This is the information passed back."

Steward Imralis stepped forward, his movements standard and humble, and handed over the scroll containing the information, then took a step back.

"Just in case, we've dispatched two level 80 Hanzo mercenaries and a low-level double phantom this time."

Gros Hornfury put the crystal cup down, leaned forward, and opened the scroll.

It contains information about the Elf King, even down to the details of his personality analysis. It even mentions that the Elf King has a very bad reputation among the elves.

There are also some matters concerning the war with the Silian Theocracy.

In terms of personality.

Gros Hornfury examined it carefully, recalling in his mind the Elf King's personality traits he had seen, as well as the information provided by the Frost Banshee through observation.

Correspond to each other!

A satisfied smile appeared on Gross Horn's face.

Because of his professional background, he has a natural ability to judge other people's voices and personalities.

Now it is confirmed that there is nothing wrong with the Elf King!

Others can be disguised.

The only aspect that is difficult to disguise is one's personality.

Steward Imralis noticed the subtle changes in expression on Glos Hornfury's face out of the corner of his eye. Knowing this information made the Guardian feel satisfied.

"Thank you for your hard work, butler."

"It is my honor to receive your praise."

"No need to be so humble." Gross Horn put down the intelligence scroll in his hand:

"Just gathering intelligence, one mercenary monster is enough. What are your considerations?"

"Yes."

Steward Imralis bowed his head respectfully. "The frostborn banshee who guards the forest elves mentioned that her purpose is to borrow our strength."

"The enemy's identity is the other party's 'daughter'. Although it is surprising, the fact that he was able to allow this forest elf to escape shows that his strength is also limited."

"...Well, this daughter of the forest elves is not only powerful enough to exceed the warning line and needs attention, but also belongs to the Silian Theocracy, located in the northwest corner of the continent, in the human region."

"Huh? Daughter?" Gros Horn was surprised.

This situation.

He really didn't know that after he captured the Elf King alive, he handed him over to Imralis for processing.

Just a level 70 guy, not worth too much attention.

"Silen... The Theocracy, this place."

Gros Hornfury recalled: "Why does it sound familiar?"

…………

Ivansha Great Forest.

night.

The body of the dark elf Guomei was found two days later. Due to accidental death, she was the elder's daughter.

The bodies were temporarily stored in a tree house deep in the tribe.

The moonlight was obscured by a wisp of cloud.

The dark elf guerrillas guarding the outskirts of the tribe were completely unaware of the crown monarch butterfly that flew silently over their heads.

Invisible Scale Powder

A fine layer of translucent powder quickly enveloped the Crown Monarch Butterfly and Imina who was riding on it.

"Infiltration successful!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Imina's mouth.

According to the architectural layout of the dark elves, they quickly found the tree house where the corpse was stored, which had a zero-powder stealth effect.

In addition, their strength is close to that of the guerrilla soldiers in the "Heroic Realm".

Imina was not noticed by any dark elves and easily entered the tree house.

Simple decoration environment.

This is nature.

The village where the dark elves live today was built some time ago, and the facilities are relatively simple.

Not only the dark elves, but also the other elf villages in the sea of ​​trees.

Facing these vicious humans from the Theocracy.

The scattered elves were naturally no match for the army, so under the integration of Imina, they gradually gathered together.

Center of the room,

There was a wooden bed made of green leaves and branches, on which lay a pale, frozen corpse.

Imina also had no idea how the dark elves found fresh green leaves in the cold winter.

“…Luckily it’s winter.”

Imina sniffed the lingering stench of corpses in the cabin, her nose wrinkled as if to block out the nauseating smell.

"I'm sorry to bother you in this situation, Miss Guomei."

After making sure that no one has been discovered.

Imina activated the "magic mark" on her body and waited patiently.

1 minute.

2 minutes.

Just when Imina was thinking about whether she should activate the "magic mark" again.

There was no one beside him.

Tang Zheng, who had released the "Ninjutsu: Concealment", appeared out of nowhere and was obviously early.

"You, you, when did you come?"

Imina took a step back reflexively, startled, her eyes raised, and she whispered in fear:

"Can you...can you say something?"

It was a sneaky move to begin with, and this sudden action made Imina feel that "scare people to death".

"Don't be nervous." Tang Zheng smiled relaxedly. "I've just checked it. Just relax."

"She's the anomaly you were talking about."

Tang Zheng stared at the corpse of the dark elf Guo Mei and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yes."

Imina became serious, secretly glanced at Tang Zheng's profile, pursed her lips, and answered respectfully.

After seeing Tang Zheng’s true strength.

Imina put herself in a lower position, even though the other party was the same as before.

"Tell me more about it."

Tang Zheng spoke and walked forward to observe carefully.

"That's right."

Imina said, "Two days ago, the body of the dark elf Guomei was found..."

With her explanation, the whole context of the incident quickly became clear.

The dark elf Guo Meiming had been dead for several days, but he still appeared in the village and even communicated with many people.

Someone is impersonating Guo Mei's identity!

The dark elves speculated that it was done by people from the Theocracy.

However, Imina didn't think so. After hearing about this unusual incident, she remembered Tang Zheng's explanation and reported it quickly.

"There are no signs of fighting."

"There was no smell of blood or obvious trauma."

Tang Zheng observed the dark elf's corpse, his nose moving, ignoring the disgusting corpse stench in the air, and commented:

"He must have been killed by some magical ability."

The dark elf in front of him was an ordinary [Guerrilla Soldier], whose strength was estimated to be between (Level 5~7).

There are too many magic spells that can kill her instantly.

Unable to analyze.

Imina's eyes were solemn. "He can disguise himself as someone else, even mimicking their tone and mannerisms so perfectly that even those closest to him can't tell the difference."

“It’s incredible!”

You know, elves are naturally gifted as [guerrilla soldiers] and have amazing observation skills. As a companion who lives with them day and night, you can imagine how difficult it is to disguise yourself in front of this group of elves.

Imina felt an inexplicable fear.

She felt that if the enemy was hiding nearby, she probably wouldn't be able to find him.

"Tang, do you think that guy is still in the elf tribe?" Imina asked in a low voice with a nervous heart.

"They should have left."

"Ah?" Imina was stunned.

"The discovery of the body has already explained the problem. Even if I can continue to change my identity, it doesn't seem to make much sense."

Tang Zheng shook his head: "During the period of disguise, the Dark Elf Tribe showed no other abnormalities. It is clear that their purpose is to gather intelligence."

A hint of understanding flashed in Imina's amber eyes.

"Such an enemy is too dangerous!"

As a former worker, Imina was well aware of the troubles this terrifying disguise ability could bring. "The dark elf Guomei should have seen the disguiser."

"Tang, you should be able to cast the resurrection magic now?"

Imina's eyes lit up and she thought of something.

Resurrect this dark elf?

It is indeed a method.

Tang Zheng's eyes became a little deeper. Casting the resurrection magic was just a piece of cake for him.

only……

"What if this body was intentionally discovered?" Tang Zheng turned his head to look at Imina beside him and spoke lightly.

Imina's pupils contracted.

"Check it carefully." Tang Zhengdao.

Imina's expression was tense. She walked forward and reached out to touch the body of the dark elf Guomei. The other person was still wearing clothes, so if she wanted to examine him carefully, she had to take off his clothes.

Just getting ready to take action!

Imina paused, turned around and looked at Tang Zheng: "She is a woman."

"Huh?" Tang Zheng looked puzzled.

Then he reacted, his mouth twitched, and he turned around, his back facing the corpse of the dark elf Guomei.

Soon, a rustling sound came from behind.

Perhaps the other person's clothes were also frozen hard, and Imina didn't want to cause major damage, so it was a bit difficult to deal with.

(End of this chapter)