Chapter 112: Traitor of Faith
Lynch didn't dwell on it, what had happened could not be changed.
The travelers traveled for another day, and Asur was always cautious when he walked.
Lynch had to get used to this over a long period of time, and he vaguely remembered that it seemed to have some kind of origin.
Wherever the five Asur passed, they left nothing behind except their footprints.
The remaining bones after their meal would be burned and the ashes carefully scattered.
Only in emergencies, such as encountering an enemy, will Asur disregard the environment and do his utmost to fight or flee.
Lynch felt an inexplicable sense of anxiety, and Asur's slow marching style caused him to ask questions with a hint of rebuke.
"Caution is a virtue passed down from ancient times, but you are too cautious."
The great wizard was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled:
“There are always laws in effect that are not adapted to the times.
For example, the dwarves should be locked in cages called special zones for protection.
Or as it was advocated more than three thousand years ago, 'The fate of sentient species not tainted by Chaos must not be changed.'
I do not fully agree with the decrees issued jointly by the late Everqueen and the Phoenix King, but I still have to respect their will.
I don't want to have my ears pinched by my great-grandfather's grandfather, who is still honoring the peacemaker, the fifth Phoenix Chosen of Asuryan."
When the Archmage said the last sentence, there was a clear hint of sarcasm in his tone.
This is a joke. Although elves are better than short-lived species, it is rare for elves to live for thousands of years.
So much so that the Slanns would think that the lifespan of elves is short... although it is indeed true for them.
Lynch was used to the wizard's ridicule and criticism when talking about other things. The great wizard knew the occasion and currently needed a relaxed atmosphere to alleviate the cruelty brought by the environment.
A pterosaur from the south tightened the slightly relaxed silence in the air with its cry.
A piece of not-so-good news was delivered by the pterosaur riders at the southern outpost.
The Asur herbalist team from Twilight Keep went deep into the jungle and accidentally entered a ruined sanctuary.
There was still a possibility of reconstruction there, but the stars were not right and the priests did not give the order to start the project.
They were captured red-handed by the Red-Crowned Skinks Chapter.
Fortunately, there were no deaths.
Unfortunately, there were casualties on both sides.
In Twilight Keep, the high priests of the Stormweaver Order controlled the scale of the conflict in time.
The remaining Red Crowned Skin Lizard leader did not directly sacrifice the intruder to Sotek because of the alliance between Lynch and Asur. Instead, he sent a messenger to inquire about the legion commander's attitude.
The archmage and his attendant listened to the report and looked uneasy.
The actions of their fellow tribesmen were a disrespectful offense to an equally ancient race.
They can look down on younger races with flaws, but they cannot ignore the ancients like the Lizardmen and Dwarves.
What's more, the news of Teclis's treaty had already reached Twilight Fortress.
Lynch didn't want to let such trivial matters affect the overall situation, so he simply ordered the release of the prisoners and conveyed a warning.
He could only tolerate such an action once.
The pterosaur rider returned south with the decree, accompanied by a swordmaster of Hoeth.
The remaining four elves set off again with Lynch.
The wreckage made the journey not very pleasant. Lynch was used to cruel scenes, but Asur was different from the lizardmen who were born for fighting.
All Asur can sense the magic flowing in the air, and can intuitively feel the emotions of their environment like a wizard.
The bones on this land are wailing and cursing with resentment! The inhumane ruins are becoming more and more depressing. In the end, no one cares about that ancient law, and Asur moves at a faster speed.
The demon did not display its power again. In fact, the whispering and dancing ghosts had disappeared since it walked out of the maze.
Lynch maliciously thought that they were unable to get out of the maze, but the maze was not a big problem for them.
Anyway, they are immortal! That maze lock is not lethal, otherwise it might seal those unlucky guys forever.
They may have already taken the initiative to cut off contact with the mortal realm! When the demons die and are forced to retreat back to the demon realm, if they want to invade again, they will have to find another opportunity to enter the mortal realm.
The power they had previously accumulated would disappear, and they could only endure their weakness, using the turmoil to restore their power and re-strengthen their connection with the mortal realm.
It's a good thing that there are no demons watching. Lynch can bear the suffering alone. Asur is too fragile and may not survive the repeated invasions of darkness.
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Isthmus of Lustria, where the Skogi gather.
Once again, the sturdy Norse colonists managed to survive the cold-blooded rage.
But this may be the last time! Tonight, a Norse champion, newly arrived in the New World, challenges the old chief to a championship duel.
Out of tradition of honor, the cautious chief could not refuse the request for a duel.
After a fair duel, their new chief, Urik Unholy Fury, held up the old chief's head and declared his authority to the people of Skogi.
Those who disobeyed died of the plague, and the old chief's sworn slaves all died before they could even fight Urik.
The three-meter area around the champion seemed to have turned into an uncontrolled plague area.
As the skull-pedestal was being built with the rebels, a Nurgling popped its head out of Ulric's rotting belly.
Everyone knew that this was an integrator.
The belief in Chaos is not unified. In addition to the worship of the Dark Gods, there are also Chaos believers who simply worship Chaos itself.
And, the Unified Chaos believers who believe in all four gods equally.
In the eyes of the Four Gods, everyone outside their own family is a chess piece that can be united and abandoned at any time.
Although the four gods place more emphasis on the behavior of believers, they rarely show favor to believers whose faith is not firm.
If you want to be accepted again, you must go through a long and difficult test.
This requires great perseverance and ability, and there is no chance of survival.
Unlike the rebellious demon prince, it is difficult for mortals who stray from the path of demon ascension to continue to receive the favor of Chaos.
It is very rare to find a co-elect who can gain the approval of multiple gods at the same time! If you embark on the road of integration from the beginning, you must meet the stringent requirements of multiple gods at the same time, and the needs of just one god are enough to make people anxious.
The Formless Wasteland is the paradise of unified forces, where great demons and demon princes are found, but they cannot bestow blessings as freely as the Four Gods can.
The Integrator can only practice the polytheistic way with great effort, hoping to satisfy the picky gods and get them to bestow favors, but there is always the possibility of turning into a Chaos Egg.
This is a more dangerous path, but also one with greater opportunities.
This champion seemed to be the best among them, and the Nurglings that had merged with his intestines were proof of the favor of the Raven God.
The raven is Nurgle, the kind father in the Norscan worship! Ulric is certainly not an integrator, he was once a loyal follower of the kind father.
After obtaining God's grace, he gradually developed admiration for the Blood God during his adventures and fights in the south.
(End of this chapter)
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