Chapter 460 The Dark God’s Wish
"He wishes!"
Shu Li blurted out.
He failed ten thousand years ago, and he will not be able to succeed ten thousand years later.
"Seducing an ignorant girl is so despicable!" Nasha cursed with gritted teeth.
It is obvious that the black shadow that the Moldovan saint saw through Lisa's spiritual channeling is the God of Darkness.
They actually started planning so early.
Sperian had mentioned to them before that the God of Darkness had come to the Austin continent by reincarnating in the womb of a human woman.
The current king of Cecilia is the reincarnation of the God of Darkness.
In order to return to the human world, he shamelessly took advantage of an innocent girl.
Nasha looked at the Moldo chief who was filled with grief and anger and could not feel any sympathy for him.
Of course, it is understandable that he wanted to get the Saint back, but this is not a reason for him to turn to the God of Darkness and persecute the Winged People.
What makes us human is that we have bottom lines that cannot be crossed and firm beliefs.
If one uses any means to achieve his goal, what is the difference between him and an animal?
After many reincarnations, Shu Li finally realized that Denton Trick was the reincarnation of the God of Darkness.
I never understood how he bypassed the seal of hell and was reborn into the human world through reincarnation. Today I finally know.
It turned out that she had borrowed the womb of a Moldovan saint.
As Nasha said, the Dark God is too despicable and shameless.
Originally, Shu Li wanted to meet Seryu and ask him who his "uncle's" biological mother was.
After all, a human woman who can give birth to the "God of Darkness" must not be an ordinary person.
There's no need to ask Seryu now.
Denton Trick's biological mother was indeed unusual.
When Isaiah was narrating just now, he skipped an important part of the plot, which was how the Saint Elisa came to Cecilia after her disappearance and became the second princess of the king at that time, and how the God of Darkness reincarnated?
After Shu Li pondered for a moment, he asked his own question.
Isaiah frowned upon hearing this. "...I don't know."
"You don't know?" Hector was shocked. "Such an important process, and you don't even know it?"
Morrissey taunted: "You know nothing and yet you lead your people to fight for the king?"
Budno nodded vigorously. "That's right! You haven't even figured out the basic situation yet, and you're already trying so hard to save your life. How foolish!"
A vein popped up on Isaiah's forehead.
Disio added fuel to the fire. "I guess he was sent to attack the Winged Tribe before he even met the Saint."
Angel shook his head and sighed. "How could someone be so stupid?"
Kumandi said indifferently: "This is the consequence of lacking common sense."
Shu Li raised an eyebrow: "Isn't it?"
The Moldovans lived in seclusion and rarely went out to gain experience, like frogs in a well. The insidious and cunning God of Darkness fooled them with just a few words.
Isaiah couldn't stand it any longer: "Shut up!"
"Haha, you got what I said? You're getting angry out of shame." Budno laughed fearlessly.
Isaiah gnashed his teeth.
Amanda weakly raised her hand and spoke, "Well... the Saint fell in love with the God of Darkness, and the God of Darkness used her womb to give birth to the human world. So... what is their relationship now?"
Everyone turned to look at him.
Amanda smiled shyly.
Shu Li cleared his throat and said to the furious Isaiah, "Your anger at us is useless. The culprit is the God of Darkness, Denton Trick. You bully the weak and fear the strong, and you dare not confront him. Instead, you persecute the Winged People, who are also members of the Light Alliance. The Winged People have suffered an unfortunate disaster and were almost wiped out. Do you have a clear conscience?"
Isaiah's eyes flickered, and the anger on his face faded a little.
Shu Li added, "You are now a prisoner. I advise you to cooperate, atone as much as possible, and obtain the forgiveness of the Winged People—if you want to see the Saint alive."
Isaiah opened his mouth, but even though he was reluctant, he had to swallow it down.
Just as the other party said, he became a prisoner and lost his ability to curse. He had no choice but to be at the mercy of others.
He lowered his proud head and said expressionlessly, "I've said everything I need to say. What else do you want to know?"
The village chief asked, "Did you attack the outpost in the northern part of the mountain range?"
Isaiah denied it: "No."
The village chief asked, "If it's not you, who else could it be?"
The winged warrior sent to investigate came back and told him that the 33rd outpost in the north had been razed to the ground, without any trace of magic, and all the people had disappeared without a trace.
The Mordor people are an ancient race. In addition to curses and divination, they also have other unknown mysterious powers.
Isaiah's face turned grim as he said, "The Orc Kingdom is close to the southern part of the Saint Nia Mountains. There's no need for us to go around to the north."
The Moldo people were very confident in their divination abilities and easily found the residence of the Winged People.
The northern outposts were out of their range.
"If it's not you, then who could it be?" Nasha bit her finger, her brows full of worry.
Shu Li lowered his head and whispered a few words to the Elf King, who nodded in approval. Shu Li looked up at the village chief and said, "We want to visit the northern outpost."
Since I can't get any useful information from Isaiah, I can only go and look for Siti and others myself.
The village chief sighed. "I'll have someone take you there... Please make sure you find them."
The three thousand children are the future of the Winged People, and nothing can happen to them.
He stood up and saluted the magician solemnly.
"Don't worry, the purpose of our trip is to find someone." Shu Li said.
Soon, the village chief called the winged warrior who had gone to check the outpost before and asked him to lead the Light Team to outpost No. 33.
Seeing that the magicians were about to leave, Isaiah shouted anxiously: "Wait——"
Shu Li turned around and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"
Isaiah ignored him, staring intently at the Elf King. "Please remove the seal on me."
Without the ability to curse, how could he be qualified to be the patriarch and bring the saint back?
The Elf King asked the village chief for his opinion.
After thinking for a few seconds, the village chief said to Isaiah, "The Moldo tribe must be held responsible for this war."
Countless Winged warriors stationed at the southern outposts were killed and wounded. The tribe's leaders and elders transferred the curse upon themselves, sealing them in an ice cave, their fate uncertain. The Moldo tribe had committed a crime and must be punished.
Isaiah lowered his eyes and said, "I will lift the curse I cast earlier, and I can also help you counterattack the orcs and avenge your grievances."
Shu Li looked at this man who looked to be in his forties but had actually lived for over seventy years.
What a cunning human being.
Shift the conflict onto the orcs and clear yourself of all blame.
The Moldovans can curse, divine, understand tactics, and are good at commanding. They are equivalent to tools of war. Whoever controls them will be able to seize the initiative.
The Winged People and the Orcs are sworn enemies and will fight to the death.
The orcs used the Moldo people to invade the Winged people, so why didn't the Winged people use the Moldo people to counterattack the Orc Kingdom?
The village chief's eyes flashed and his heart was moved.
"Sign a contract!" he said. "As long as you sign a master-servant contract with me, I will trust you."
"A master-servant contract? Impossible!" Isaiah refused proudly. "The Moldovans will never be slaves!"
The village chief sneered: "Your life and the lives of your people are in my hands."
The prisoners had no right to object.
Isaiah's facial muscles trembled slightly, and he was obviously very angry. After a while, he took a difficult step back and said stiffly, "It can only be for half a year."
After half a year, they were set free.
"Okay." The village chief said without hesitation, "But I have to add one condition - after the contract is terminated, the Moldo tribe must not retaliate against the Winged People."
The Moldovans' ability to curse is truly terrifying and impossible to defend against.
Isaiah agreed.
Now that both parties have reached an agreement, let's start signing the contract.
The Elf King smiled and said, "Let me help you write the contract!"
The village chief said, "Thank you for your help."
The Elf King took out a special piece of kraft paper and a quill with a gold tip from his storage ring and quickly wrote down several lines of Elvish writing.
As the contract took shape, a golden light flashed across the elven words on the paper.
"Once you each sign your names, the contract will be established." The Elf King handed the brown paper to the village chief.
The village chief took the contract and signed his name without hesitation, then untied Isaiah to make it easier for him to sign.
Isaiah twisted his wrist, which was tied so tightly that blood flow was blocked, and read the contents of the contract from top to bottom. After confirming that there were no traps, he wrote his name in the blank signature space.
When he put down his pen, the brown paper flew out of his hand into the air, and the elven words turned into two strings of runes, which were injected into the eyebrows of the village chief and Isaiah respectively.
When golden star totems appeared on their foreheads, the contract was officially established.
The village chief and Isaiah suddenly turned their heads, their eyes widened in disbelief, and stared at the blond magician in shock.
The moment the contract was established, a name appeared in their minds at the same time.
Contract Notary - Ferris Estelle
Isn’t this... the real name of the Elf King, Son of Light?
As a six-winged person, the village chief has lived for thousands of years and is very familiar with the name of the Elf King.
Although Isaiah lives in an Eastern tribe with limited information, his tribe has many ancient books related to the Elf King.
The blond magician who wrote the contract for them... is the Elf King?!
"You——" the village chief hesitated to speak.
The Elf King raised his hand and smiled without saying anything.
The village chief took a deep breath, crossed his hands over his chest, and excitedly and respectfully paid him the highest courtesy.
Isaiah hesitated for a moment and then saluted the Elf King.
No wonder they lost, it turned out that the Elf King himself was on the battlefield.
The Elf King touched Isaiah's forehead with his finger, sucked out a cloud of black mist, and released him from his confinement.
Isaiah felt relieved, knowing that the seal was gone, and his head hung even lower.
The contract notarized by the Elf King has a stronger binding force and no one can resist it.
Shu Li blinked as he looked at Isaiah, who suddenly became respectful.
Did he know the identity of the Elf King through the contract?
The Elf King didn't say much. He took Shu Li's hand and, together with the other members of Team Light, followed the Winged Warrior out of the hall.
Until they disappeared from view, the village chief heaved a long sigh and touched the mark of the contract on his forehead with his hand, feeling a sense of unreality.
Isaiah clasped his hands together and stared at the gate with a sharp gaze.
Even the Elf King, who had disappeared for thousands of years, had left the Elf Kingdom. Does this mean that a new round of war between light and darkness has begun?
He had indeed been too concerned and confused before, and had been fooled by Denton Trick.
The Moldovans worshipped the great moon goddess Meteraelena.
The power of the Moon God comes from the God of Light. How can the Moldo people become the lackeys of the God of Darkness?
The God of Darkness seduced his sister, forced her to give birth to the Son of Evil, and threatened her with her life to betray the camp of light.
This revenge must be avenged!
The sky was filled with sunset glow, and the afterglow of the setting sun coated the entire mountain forest in golden color.
A giant magical beast was flying freely in the air, with members of Team Light standing or sitting on its spacious back.
In front, a winged man spread out two pairs of white wings behind him, diligently leading the way for the monster.
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