Chapter 327 326. The Ark's Oath
The city in the trees, on the edge of Ithildolin.
Seldan, the elven wizard who once killed the scout Puji with lightning, walked across the old and rotten wooden bridge and came to an abandoned wooden house.
A wall formed by intertwined branches silently slid open an entrance. Seldan entered sideways, walked down the spiral stairs inside the giant tree, and finally pushed open a stone door disguised as a rock wall, entering the familiar hidden secret room.
The Grand Master and other core members were already waiting here, their voices and faces blurred.
As soon as Seldan entered, he asked, "The Rangers of the Forest Guard have been keeping a close eye on us lately. Summoning me urgently at a time like this... can't be good news, right?"
The elf closest to him raised his chin silently and pointed at the stone platform in the center of the secret room.
Seldan looked in the direction and saw a clear crystal shimmering with light.
He recognized that this was a one-way receiving device that was simpler than the communication crystal. Only when the corresponding prop on the other end was crushed would it continue to flash like this until the built-in magic power was completely exhausted.
"What does this mean?" Seldan asked with a frown.
"It means the first phase is progressing smoothly." Another elf replied in a low voice.
But Seldan knew that if everything went well, he could just return and report directly, and there would be no need to use such a consumable signal crystal.
"Who is going to carry out the confirmation mission?" Seldan asked, with an ominous premonition in his heart.
"It's Pelagle."
Seldan's pupils suddenly contracted. The fact that Pelagor was not present was self-evident.
"Why didn't you tell me about this?!" he asked almost in a growl.
"Pelagle specifically told me not to tell you," the other replied. "He said if you knew, you would insist on going with him."
"So he shook me off and went in alone?!" Seldan was so angry that he was shaking all over. He turned around and rushed out.
"Where are you going?" The elf beside him grabbed him.
"Where else can we go? Go to the dungeon and rescue that self-righteous idiot!"
"Seldan, don't do anything stupid." The Grand Master, who had been silent until then, finally spoke. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone. "If the situation is not dangerous, Pelager will be able to return on his own. If even he can't handle it... you will die in vain if you go."
"But are we going to give up on him like this?!" Seldan clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the exertion. "He's doing this for the 'Ark's Oath'!"
"That's why!" The Grand Master looked at him, his eyes also filled with heavy pain. "Our mission now is to ensure that his efforts are meaningful."
The Grand Master then summoned an elf and told her to immediately monitor the movements in the direction of the dungeon and pay close attention to any unusual movements of those entering and leaving recently.
He looked around the room, and every member felt the determination in his gaze. "Everyone, I hope you all understand that sacrifice is inevitable. Everything must be prioritized, even if one day it's me who needs to be sacrificed."
The Grand Master patted Seldan on the shoulder and then shifted the topic to the latest surveillance array.
Seldan clenched his fists for a long time before his violently heaving chest gradually calmed down. He suppressed all his anxiety and grief in his heart and prayed silently for Pelagor.
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"For the Ark's Oath!"
In the secret room, the elves, their faces shrouded in shadows, shouted slogans in unison, as if performing some solemn ceremony.
Then, they turned their heads in unison and cast their gazes at the only figure who remained silent - Pelagle.
"Why don't you speak?" a voice demanded.
Pelager remained unmoved: "You... are not companions."
"Pelagle, what nonsense are you talking about?" The surrounding elves stepped aside, revealing the "Grand Master" who was always wearing a hat and veil behind him.
"You are not the Grand Master either." Pelagor suddenly took a few steps forward and tore off the veil!
What was revealed underneath was not a face at all, but a green mushroom cap.
Lin Jun: “…”
No, this time, the formal conversation hasn't even started yet, how come I've been exposed?!
Since the initial successful infiltration into the dream and the theft of the two key pieces of information, "Ark's Oath" and "Grand Master", all subsequent attempts at mental invasion have almost all failed.
Even now, when he tried his best to control all the "NPCs" in the dream, Pelagor was like a rock and could not get any information out of him.
Is this guy's defense made of iron?!
…
In the dungeon, Pelager slowly awoke. His body was now covered in white mycelium, clearly infested.
He glanced at Louisa and the few Puffs standing guard beside him and spat in disgust: "Despicable demons! And those useless forest rangers!"
Obviously, by combining the lizardmen, half-demons and vampires together, Pelagor had mistakenly judged Lin Jun as a demonic force that had infiltrated the dungeon from the outside world.
"Pelagle, explain why you are spreading 'madness'?" the voice asked.
Before Pelagle could respond, the piglet not far away shook subconsciously.
Seeing that the elf kept his lips tightly closed and refused to speak, a pale mushroom suddenly burst out from his chest!
"Ugh!" He groaned in pain, but instead of begging for mercy, his eyes flashed with an even more ferocious and resolute light: "You demons, don't even think about getting anything from me!"
He bit down hard, and a subtle "crunch" sound came from his mouth. The piglet reacted very quickly, rushed forward in two steps, and forcibly opened his jaw: "He has poison in his mouth!"
Damn! This is the first time I've seen someone commit suicide!
What is this? I'm being made into a villain, and you, the one spreading madness everywhere, are being made into a hero who died a heroic death?!
"Press him onto the fungal mat!" Lin Jun immediately ordered.
Without hesitation, the piglet pinned Pelager, who was already vomiting black blood and unable to struggle, down on the squirming fungal mat.
The fungal blanket connected with the mycelium in his body, and huge amounts of magic power poured in crazily, beginning to rapidly transform into skills!
[Toxin Resistance LV8]
The overly violent and direct infusion brought far more pain than usual, and the awake elf let out a more painful groan than before!
Not only that, a puff quickly brought the antidote and healing potion, and without thinking twice, pried open his mouth and poured the medicine in.
Want to die?
You wish!
At the same time, seeing that the elf's health bar gradually stabilized, Lin Jun no longer gave him a second chance to try.
The hallucinogenic spores quickly filled the entire cell, and Pellagor soon fell into a deep coma in the thick spore cloud. (Next chapter 10 minutes)
(End of this chapter)
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