Perhaps, Yinla should have guessed long ago... why something as dangerous as "corruption" would only appear in the Silvermoon Tree Garden, which should be the most sacred place and closest to the origin of the world.
As for things like "under my control, the whole world will strive for your dream," Yinla simply wouldn't believe it... He didn't think that the relationship between this self-proclaimed god and himself was that good.
Throughout the entire ordeal, Yinla never asked why the other party treated her so well.
That's something that doesn't need to be asked.
"..."
The stars in the sky were beautiful, and the moon was very bright, making the path back to the Silver Moon Tree Royal Court Tree look very beautiful... It seems that he stayed here for a whole day.
I'll go home today and come back tomorrow to change the incantation on my neck.
Tikkap, take me back to Silvermoon Tree Garden.
"Ira has granted Tikkap access," he said.
[Tikkap: Hmm? Yes, Lady Inra, are you still awake so late?]
[Yoonra: I'm going to sleep.]
[Tikkap: Please take good care of your health, Lord Inra... Fictional Wing Pillar - Tikkap - Wingspan.]
"..."
After waiting a while, Illa, who had wings on his back, realized that his position hadn't changed at all. Just as he was about to ask something, he heard Tikkapu's puzzled voice—
[Tikkap: Lady Inra, I can't enter the Void... Has the Silvermoon Tree Garden set up a dimensional anchor?]
There are definitely no dimensional anchors within the Silvermoon Tree Royal Court, because there are many Planeswalkers among the elves. If a spell to anchor dimensions, called a dimensional anchor, were set up, it would be very troublesome for the Planeswalkers to return home.
Places like the Empress's palace have dimensional anchors, but other places... would generally not consider the possibility that an assassin with dimensional travel skills had ever visited Silvermoon Tree Garden.
So, the plane that's been anchored... is [this place]?
The moment Yinla realized this, he sensed something, abruptly flapped his wings and left his spot. In less than a second, a burst of intense heat exploded where he had been standing.
We've been attacked... How long has it been since we were last attacked?
As Yinla thought this, he looked up at the attackers, who were humanoid creatures wearing hoods with fiery red patterns on a platform in the distance... From Mana's perspective, they were undoubtedly human.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Those people didn't say much, but countless fireballs burst into flames behind them... This time, the fireballs were quite powerful, possibly reaching the level of a Grand Magus. If there were enough of them, they could indeed overwhelm an ordinary Legendary character.
[Tikkap: He's a pro!]
Tikkap, who could see what Ira was seeing, said this.
Yes, the opponent might not be an unknown nobody... but Yinla couldn't remember when they had become enemies. He mentally replied to Tikkap: [His skill level is decent; let me test him.]
"Friends... or rather, enemies, what do you mean by surrounding and killing me here at the World Tree? I, Yinla, have I offended you all, have I? Gentlemen, I don't want to engage in pointless fighting, my sincerity is evident~"
As Yinla spoke, he conjured a whip belonging to Tikkap's [Flying Wing Pillar] in his hand, and remotely lashed out the several fireballs that flew towards him from a great distance... The other party did not seem to have any intention of responding.
But that didn't stop Yinla from finishing her sentence.
"If you're jealous that I'm a favorite of Cassiopeia, there's no need to be. The reason why I and a certain dragon are popular is because of our contributions to the Silvermoon Tree Court. Do you understand what I mean?"
As Yinla spoke, he fought against the dozen or so people, yet he remained calm and composed. Looking at the other party, who seemed to have no intention of negotiating, he sighed helplessly.
Sometimes, getting caught up in a conspiracy is a real hassle... If you don't even know who the enemy is, then all your strength is wasted. You can't really just beat them all up, can you?
Yinla would rather have met another legend, or even three or four other legends, than see these dozen or so half-legendary archmages... He remained silent like a taciturn gourd.
"Since you insist on this, then... let's fight!"
The instant she finished speaking, massive crimson wings suddenly unfurled from Yinla's back. The immense wind pressure interrupted a spell that a mage had been chanting for a long time, and almost simultaneously, Yinla's figure vanished from the spot...
Almost simultaneously, the fire elemental summons that had just been conjured in the air to buy time for the mages' incantations were all annihilated by the rapidly passing red shadows and vanished from their spots.
Of course, it couldn't have been simultaneous. It was just that the speed was too fast, so the sounds of the explosions overlapped, making it seem as if only one sound was heard... However, the intense heat was not released at all.
The air and breeze around her were still cool, and Yinla was consciously controlling the temperature... There were trees and plants all around, and it would be bad if she accidentally set the surroundings on fire.
In the next instant, the scarlet phantom darted into the crowd... The process was too fast; in the blink of an eye, all ten or so people had turned into a pile of ashes that vanished with the wind.
With the death of the dimensional anchor caster, the surrounding space returned to normal.
[Tikkap: Wow, that was fast... I didn't even have time to react.]
As Tikkap said this, he had originally planned to help control his part of Mana in the floating wing pillar to fight, but he couldn't find a suitable opportunity.
Yinla spared the last remaining spellcaster by the neck, intending to have Tikkap take him back to the Demon King's territory to find Vera or another lich and dig out the guy's soul to see what happened.
However, the person who was caught had already given up struggling.
"Zzzzzzzzz~"
Along with this sound, the human's mouth, nose, eyes, and ears began to emit an increasingly bright light... It was obvious what this meant, but Yinla didn't see the need to throw it into the sky to prevent it from exploding and killing itself.
[Tikkap: Lady Inra! He's about to self-destruct!]
[Yoonra: I can tell.]
Inra replied, simply covering the other's entire body with the power of the Crimson Dragon, as if locking it in a crimson bulletproof glass shield, just like the shield that protected the elf girl before, but this protection was two-way.
"Pfft~"
Despite the power of the Crimson Dragon, the opponent merely made a sound like a fart before exploding into scalding hot pieces of flesh and blood within the protective shield, and was then burned to ashes by the disgusted Yinra.
This ash can be used to water flowers; farmyard manure is quite good.
"..."
"Sigh... In the end, I still don't know anything. Why is it always like this lately?"
Yinla sighed... He would rather deal with the outside world directly than be completely confused like this.
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