Chapter 515: The Blasphemer's Daughter is Targeted (6,000 words)

Originally, Ron was planning to kill Noctis on the spot.

If Noctis was just pursuing Bai Yuan, Ron would not have held such a grudge. After all, it is normal for a gentleman to pursue a beautiful lady. Ron would not kill anyone for such a thing. However, Noctis was not just pursuing her. He was pestering her and even threatened to exterminate her entire family. What's more, he even tried to release the evil spirit and put Bai Yuan's sister in danger.

Just for this reason, Noctis is doomed to die.

As for whether Noctis took the initiative to do this or was bewitched by others, it didn't matter to Ron.

But before he was about to take action, Ron suddenly changed his mind.

It's not that Ron has become kind. He is not that naive. He can see that even if the release of the evil spirit was bewitched by the Guardian of Fate, Noctis himself is definitely not a good person.

Now that he was strong enough, Noctis would behave like a chicken.

But if one day he left the orc territory, Noctis would definitely retaliate given his character. Maybe he wouldn't dare to attack him, but these fox girls would be in trouble. Moreover, based on Ron's understanding of Noctis, this guy would probably turn around and lead the Winged People's masters to fight back as soon as he gained his freedom, and would never leave a grudge overnight.

No matter how you look at it, Noctis must die, but before he dies, this guy can still make some residual energy.

Noctis is the repairman's tool, but based on Ron's long experience of dealing with repairmen, among the repairmen, the status of a tool like Noctis is actually slightly lower than those guardians of destiny.

Perhaps these tools can gain a lot of benefits in a short period of time, but these so-called gifts are mostly just special abilities attached to some equipment, or certain props, which have strict restrictions on their use and even a limited number of uses. Or they are secret techniques with extremely strong side effects, which mostly need to be triggered through self-mutilation and sacrifice, just like the original Vice Pope Apu.

Although these so-called gifts have endowed them with quite strange means, they are not like the Guardians of Destiny who have inherited the system from childhood to adulthood. As long as they use up the gifts, it is not difficult to deal with them.

On the contrary, those guardians of destiny might be slightly inferior in strength to these tools.

But they have all received different inheritances since childhood, and they also have various props passed down from their ancestors. Most importantly, they are insidious and cunning, which makes them more troublesome to deal with.

Although Ron was not afraid, he did not want a fire to break out behind him while he was destroying the evil spirits.

It would be great if Noctis could use some of his remaining energy to find Rahado and kill him, or even take the opportunity to wipe out all the guardians of destiny in the entire orc territory.

Noctis's brows were getting tighter and tighter.

On the one hand, his life was now in Ron's hands, and he dared not question what Ron said.

On the other hand, Noctis also felt that what Ron said made sense.

Looking back now, Noctis also felt like he had been fooled, which made Noctis, who was extremely proud, very unhappy.

When Noctis thought of that bastard Lahadrou, who had fooled him and almost caused him to lose his life, he was furious and wanted to cut Lahadrou into pieces.

But just as Ron said, this incident is likely to directly cause a full-scale conflict between the Fox Women and the Winged People, and may lead to a complete change in the situation of the entire Orcs. Such cause and effect is definitely not something that Lahado alone can control.

Behind Rahado, there must be other more powerful and higher-ranking masterminds.

In short, if Noctis cannot kill Lahado and the guys behind Lahado, he really can't get over this hurdle.

Noctis was thinking seriously, and after a while he slowly spoke: "Sir, you are right."

"This Lahado is an outlier among the Winged People... No, not just the Winged People, but even the entire Orcs."

"Generally speaking, most orcs are proud and hot-tempered. Fighting over a disagreement is a small matter. Losing limbs or even life is commonplace. Orcs with some strength are even more so. They look down on everyone and don't like anyone."

Noctis is also an orc, and this description is tailor-made for Noctis, but Noctis said this without any embarrassment at all.

"But Lahado is different."

"This guy is obviously very strong. Although he is only the seventh elder, his strength ranks among the top three among the ten elders. Even I dare not say that I can definitely beat Lahado."

"He has an even higher status. I have to call my father's younger brother uncle."

"Such a person should be arrogant and domineering, but in fact, Lahado is a well-known good guy among the Winged People. He is polite to those who are similar in strength, and he shows absolute respect to those who are far weaker than him. If someone encounters a little difficulty, he will run to help. Even though the feelings between orcs are extremely cold, when talking about Lahado, even the most unruly Winged People will say that he is a good person."

"That's not all. Lahado not only maintains a good relationship with the Winged People, but also with some orcs from other tribes."

"Almost all the major races have old acquaintances and friends of Lahado. He would leave the tribe from time to time and go to other tribes to visit his friends..."

Noctis didn't think anything of it before, just thought that Lahaddo's personality might be a little weird, but now thinking back, this guy is really a good guy, not like an orc. Moreover, when he thought about how he trusted Lahaddo before, and regarded him as his most loyal and intelligent staff, he obeyed Lahaddo's orders no matter what, and even when this guy suggested that he marry the hairy female bear leader of the Ursine tribe, Noctis pinched his nose and agreed, but this guy was determined to push him into the fire pit, and Noctis' mood became worse and worse.

When Noctis thought of this, he became more ruthless. He took a deep breath, suppressed his restlessness, and spoke in a calm tone: "Thank you for your advice, sir. I understand that this was instigated by that damn bastard Lahaddo."

"I know I have committed an unforgivable crime, but please give me a chance. After I cut off Lahado's head with my own hands, I will come to your door to apologize."

As he spoke, Noctis knelt on the ground with his forehead pressed tightly against the ground, appearing quite sincere.

At least, Noctis' attitude at this moment was sincere. He really wanted to kill Lahadrou with his own hands. No matter who it was, they would not be able to bear being fooled by Lahadrou, let alone the arrogant Noctis.

As for whether Noctis will really take the initiative to apologize after killing Lahado, it is hard to say.

A barely perceptible smile flashed across Ron's face, but Noctis, who was lying on the ground, didn't see it. He squatted down and even spoke in a calm tone, "Mr. Noctis, what do you mean by that? It sounds as if I'm deliberately fanning the flames between you two."

"Whether it was Lahado who did this is still uncertain, but he is the biggest suspect. If you go to Lahado to settle the score, will he really admit it without any evidence? If this gets out, people will say that I, an outsider, am deliberately trying to sow discord between you uncle and nephew, which is not good."

"How about you investigate further?"

Noctis took a deep breath and maintained his prone position on the ground. In a place where no one could see, his face had been completely twisted into a ball, like a hideous ghost. His hands were subconsciously clenched, and some of the hard-to-melt snow got into Noctis's nails. "Sir, there is no need to investigate."

"You may not know that Lahado has been urging me to marry the bear people and marry the bear people's princess. He also said that once I marry the bear people's princess, the bear people's power will definitely become a strong helper in my fight for the orc king."

"I used to wonder why the Bear People would work for me just because I married their princess. After all, there are many Bear People princesses who married outside the tribe, so why did they choose me? I didn't think much about it at the time. Now that I think about it, it must be that Narahato had already colluded with the Bear People and became a spy planted by the Bear People in the Winged People."

"The so-called bear people will help me behind the scenes. I'm afraid it's just a lie made up by Lahado to fool me."

"I have seen through all of Lahado's plans. Once the news of Queen Bai Lan's death comes out, Lahado will immediately arrange for people to spread the news that I broke the seal of the evil spirit. By then, the Fox Girl Clan and the Winged People Clan will inevitably fight to the death. No matter what the outcome of the conflict between the two sides is, they will both be seriously injured."

"And the Bear People will naturally be able to take advantage of this opportunity to suppress the Fox Girls and the Winged People and sit on the throne in a dignified manner. After all, the Bear People are now the most powerful tribe in the entire North, and the Werewolves are the Bear People's diehards. The marriage relationship between the two tribes is extremely close. With the help of the Werewolves, even the Tiger People are no match for the Bear People and can only surrender obediently."

Noctis' voice was cold and chilling.

He had worked so hard, but in the end, it was all for others. This hatred had penetrated into Noctis's bones. Even when Bai Yuan was taken away by Ron, Noctis did not hate it so much.

All he wanted now was to kill Lahado, no matter what the cost.

Seeing that the situation was almost heated, Ron smiled more and more. "It seems that it was Lahaddo who was behind this. To be honest, there is no irreconcilable hatred between Mr. Noctis and I. After all, you were also bewitched by Lahaddo, and you are just a victim."

"No matter what the outcome is with the evil spirit, the fact that I killed you is enough to make the Winged People and the Fox Girls fight to the death. If I really kill you here, wouldn't it make Lahado's plan even more perfect?"

"That's all. Get up now."

Noctis was overjoyed. After thanking Ron again, he quickly got up from the ground.

If I really survived, I wouldn't have to die.

Even with Noctis's temperament, he actually felt a sense of excitement for escaping death, and his robe was soaked with sweat without him knowing when.

There was no way, the pressure from Ron was too strong.

"but……"

At this moment, Ron spoke again, and the sudden change in his tone made Noctis' heart skip a beat.

Could it be that Ron wanted to go back on his word? "But, Mr. Noctis, are you sure you can deal with Lahaddo?"

Noctis was slightly stunned and responded subconsciously: "Of course, he is only a legendary seven-star, and I am a legendary eight-star. To deal with a Lahado..."

As Noctis spoke, his breathing stagnated slightly and his face became stiff.

Normally, a legendary eight-star can suppress a legendary seven-star easily, and there is basically no problem. But can Lahado be considered a normal guy? This guy can plot so many things. Can the legendary seven-star really handle it? Who can guarantee that this guy has no hidden power? Moreover, Lahado has countless friends. If he fails to kill Lahado in the first place and gives him the opportunity to convey the message, it will not take long for him to be surrounded by Lahado's friends.

Even seeking help from people in the tribe would be impossible. After all, even his own father would probably trust Lahado more and would never believe that such a good guy like Lahado would betray the Winged People.

For a moment, Noctis's face darkened again, looking quite ugly.

In contrast, Ron seemed much more relaxed, with a faint smile on his face all the time. People like Noctis, who have some brains but not much brains, are the easiest to deal with.

"Mr. Noctis, you should have quite a few loyal followers in the Winged Tribe. If you can lead a group of powerful companions, you will be able to kill Rahado. Of course, you must be careful not to let Rahado tell others about what you did before he dies. After all, although you were bewitched by Rahado, you were the one who did it anyway."

Noctis frowned even more tightly. Although there were many younger brothers in the tribe, he had an idea of ​​how loyal these younger brothers who seemed loyal on weekdays were. It was okay for them to help him bully men and women, but it was absolutely impossible for them to go together to do something like assassinating Lahado.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Since loyalty is not enough, there is no need to talk about keeping secrets.

He is very powerful, but the news cannot be leaked... Noctis' eyes are getting brighter and brighter. Isn't there such a person in front of him?

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The deepest part of the North.

This is the coldest place in the entire Dusk Continent.

The ultra-low temperature of dozens of degrees below zero is something that even legendary masters cannot ignore.

In the biting cold wind, two slender figures were shrouded in a red light shield. The surface of the magic light shield was surrounded by warm colors, like running water, flowing slowly. The warmth provided by the light shield slightly dispelled some of the coldness.

But even so, the movements of the two figures were still quite difficult.

All around, thick black fog rolled like dark clouds.

Some kind of invisible pressure has enveloped this large area. Even with the strength of Bai Lan and Philomina, they have lost the ability to fly in the sky in such a place and can only move slowly on the ground.

And every time the soles of their feet touched the ground, the extreme coldness seemed to freeze both of them to the ground.

Huff…Huff.

Accompanied by violent gasping sounds, a stream of white air came out from the front of Bai Lan's mouth and was immediately swallowed up by the cold wind.

She raised her head, and her originally beautiful face was cracked due to the bone-chilling cold. She looked quite disheveled. Although the fire shield could weaken the cold a little, it was too cold here, and the effect of the fire shield was almost reduced to the extreme.

Moreover, maintaining the flame shield in such an extremely cold environment would cause serious loss of magic power.

If it were outside, with this flame shield, Bai Lan would not be able to use up all the magic power in her body even if she could support it for a lifetime, and the speed at which her magic power was depleted would not even be as fast as the speed at which it recovered. But it was different here. The magic power consumption of the flame shield increased a hundredfold. Even Bai Lan could only hold on for a few hours. In a short period of time, her magic power was almost exhausted. She had to use various means to speed up the recovery of her magic power.

Shaking his stiff neck, Bai Lan took out a light blue glass bottle from the storage ring.

This is a bottle of mana recovery potion.

The bottle should have contained light blue liquid, but at this moment it turned into light blue ice.

Bai Lan sighed helplessly, opened the bottle cap, cleaned the glass attached to the ice, then stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it. As a light blue mist flickered on her body, the magic recovery potion was swallowed into her stomach, and her magic power began to recover at an accelerated rate.

Then Bai Lan took out another potion and handed it to Philomena next to her.

In comparison, Philomena's condition seemed to be much better. Although her face was a little pale, it was not as exaggerated as Bai Lan's. There was still a lot of magic power left in her body. However, it was better to be careful in such a place.

After a brief hesitation, Philomena took the potion. This girl, who was suspected to be the daughter of a blasphemer, behaved quite manly. She opened her mouth and directly stuffed the small glass bottle into it.

Crunch.

Along with the strange chewing sound, even the tiny pieces of glass were swallowed by Philomena in one gulp.

This scene is really a bit scary.

But it just looks a little scary. After all, Philomena's strength may have surpassed the legendary level. Some glass shards can't hurt Philomena at all.

The surroundings were filled with thick mist, and the sense of time was extremely slow in this environment. I could only vaguely judge that it had been several days since I left the fox girl clan's tent.

Although the seal of the evil spirit is in the deepest part of the Far North, with the strength of Bai Lan and Philomena, if they put all their efforts, they can reach it in less than a day. But now several days have passed, and they are still a long way from the seal.

If it weren't for the mercury lamp in Philomena's hand that always guided the direction, and if Bai Lan could not clearly feel the foul pollution becoming more and more intense, she would even doubt whether she had lost her way in this mist.

Pursing her lips, Bai Lan couldn't help but speak: "Ms. Philomena, how long will it take us to reach the seal?"

"Less than a day." Philomena spoke slowly, her eyes looking at the thick darkness ahead. The silver-white light released by the mercury lamp condensed into a beam of light, heading straight in a certain direction.

After a brief pause, Philomena said again: "Be careful, this evil spirit is a little unusual."

Her expression was very solemn.

Philomena is extremely powerful. As the daughter of a blasphemer, she is born with extraordinary bloodline and has received careful teaching from her father.

She was wearing the most advanced equipment that her father had made for her, and all of them had been strengthened to the limit.

In her storage ring, there lay quietly a secret notebook left by her father. Her realm had already reached the peak of the Destruction Realm. If she had not been hunted down for many years and unable to practice in peace, she would have probably broken through to the Demigod realm by now.

Over the years, Philomena has traveled to every corner of the Dusk Continent. She has seen all kinds of different beings, including angels, fallen angels, sirens, earth dragons, and even evil spirits more than once.

She even killed an evil spirit with her own hands.

Because of such rich experience, Philomena is not particularly concerned about the evil spirit sealed by the God of Wilderness. She believes that she can easily solve it with her own strength, and even protecting Bai Lan will be no problem.

However, as she got closer to the seal, an indescribable depression gradually grew in Philomena's chest.

Philomena couldn't even describe the feeling. It was a deep depression, like a sticky whirlpool, or like an invisible and intangible spider web that was entangled with her body. She felt as if her soul was trapped in some kind of muddy whirlpool. Waves of strong attraction were constantly coming from the dark whirlpool, trying to drag her soul completely into the abyss of madness.

Depression, indifference, madness, tyranny...

All kinds of extremely bad negative emotions are entangled deep in Philomena's heart.

Although Philomena looks normal on the surface and is much better than Bai Lan, in fact only Philomena herself knows that her situation is worse than Bai Lan.

Philomena didn't understand why this happened. Normally, under the same pollution and erosion, the weaker the person and the lower the soul strength, the more severe the impact would be.

She could only conclude that she... might have been targeted by the sealed evil spirit!

Chapter 1 6,000 words 　　 　 (End of this chapter)