Chapter 149 Part 1
Mura was helped into a wheelchair.
They couldn’t let a poor girl with a broken bone walk on her own, and it would also affect their efficiency.
So, Reina was responsible for lighting the way with the lamp in her hand. For a moment, the only sounds in the space were the occasional conversation between Mura and Pesa, and the sound of the wheelchair rolling on the ground.
The tunnel was long, but as they approached their destination, it became wider, until it was wide enough for three carriages to travel side by side.
On both sides were murals painted with ancient texts and simple patterns, seemingly narrating some ancient legend, and also recording an unknown, but very real past.
Although everyone knew about the Eternal Night Era, these murals looked brand new, as if they had just been carved a few days ago.
At first, humans, elves, and dwarves were opposed to each other, becoming the three major races of the entire world. But later, during the golden age of the demon race, they had to join forces, staging a scene and an epic of a war between the demon race and the human world. Heroes, great sages, elven kings, heroes, holy emperors…
The strongest dragon race, the progenitor of vampires, the giant race.
But in the end, the dazzling murals gradually became simpler.
The races also became fewer and fewer, until only the human race was left.
And the actions of these humans, without exception…
They knelt on the ground, towards the existence under the brilliant sun in the center of the mural… And that graceful goddess also cast a black shadow under the sun.
…
At the entrance of the Goddess’s ruins, in the desert under the moonlight.
The blood race princes had anxious and haggard faces. In their midst, Sophia was placed on a temporarily erected white bed, unconscious, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
One of the princes was so angry she clenched her fists.
“You damned orcs, we won’t bring up the past grudges, but now you’ve even harmed Her Majesty the Queen!”
A loli in a Gothic dress, one of the blood race princes, had already conjured crimson wings behind her.
“It wasn’t us! I can guarantee that we have no intention of attacking the blood race now. This is a misunderstanding!”
Kribi squeezed out of the orc ranks, looked up, and shouted, drenched in sweat.
He had originally intended to find the “culprit” himself, but now, if he didn’t stop her, they would probably start fighting on the spot!
“Then who injured Her Majesty?” the prince’s attitude was aggressive.
Suddenly, one of the orcs let out a dissatisfied sound:
“We didn’t do it! Your blood race was already a defeated general. You couldn’t even protect your own queen, and now you’re coming to us!”
“You bastard!”
The prince was furious, and her body quickly transformed into countless bats.
Although the blood race had been driven to desperation by the orcs on the battlefield before, now all the elites of the blood race were here, and they might not be unbeatable.
Kribi leaped into the air and, with an enchanted broadsword, forcefully blocked, trying to stop this farce.
But the next second, the machine at the sinkhole exploded, and a large number of metal machines and equipment, along with Crimson Statue, were engulfed in flames.
Kribi had originally wanted to be a “peacemaker,” but unexpectedly, the orcs were also attacked. And he didn’t know who had suddenly mentioned that it was the blood race who had done it.
Seeing that his side had also been attacked, Kribi roared:
“Is this how you repay us?”
“Heh, you were just mocking our blood race a moment ago. I thought you orcs were so noble.”
Kribi’s veins bulged, he clenched his fists, and his bean-sized eyes filled with killing intent: “Damn blood race.”
For a moment, the relationship between the blood race and the orcs dropped to a freezing point.
Once a war started, the reconnaissance team would probably also be in danger.
“Everyone, stop!”
Suddenly, a holy light power bloomed from the sky.
Everyone put down their weapons and looked up in unison at the young woman with spread silver-white wings.
Her long golden hair gradually transitioned to a cold, light blue, and her holy battle robe was as dazzling as the sun behind her. She held a light projection of the Judgment Blade, her absolute strength not a show of force or a bluff, but a representation of the strongest combat power present.
A few minutes ago, Agnes had taken in everything.
They had actually been provoked into fighting each other?
Seeing that the only one of the Four Kings of the Realms, Sophia, had already fallen, she had no reason to continue to sit by and do nothing.
“Human Saintess, are you trying to shame us?!”
“Human Saintess, do you think you have any right to give us orders?!”
“The top priority now is to treat Queen Sophia, not to start an internal conflict. Have you all forgotten how the President of the God Slaying Society ordered you?”
“That’s right…”
Kribi, who had originally been angry because it seemed the blood race had attacked Crimson Statue, still accepted Agnes’s suggestion and ordered all the orcs to put down their weapons.
Just then, Crimson Statue… that orc who wore strange red clothes every day, crawled out of the ruins, half of his body smoking.
A few orcs who had already prepared medical supplies ran up, gave him a shoulder, and only after he was carried to a stretcher did Crimson Statue say, “It was the blood race who attacked me… That was the blood race’s magic!”
His eyes were already blind, and half of his body was charred black, his white bones faintly visible.
“Mother, what should I do now…”
Agnes prayed softly.
Originally, she should have said “Goddess of Light.”
Now that she was her daughter, she had become a little more casual.
Thinking of that cute mother, her heart would calm down.
Agnes instantly appeared beside Queen Sophia.
The loli prince originally wanted to stop her, but was fiercely ignored.
“You…”
But the power gap was too large, and she was powerless.
Although the relationship between the blood race and humanity was a bit tense, Agnes was, after all, a high-ranking member of the God Slaying Society, a person of the same status as Peter.
Agnes didn’t think much of it, lowered her head, and touched Sophia’s slightly messy hair.
The sleeping beauty seemed to be unconscious, but her eyelids were twitching, as if she were desperately resisting something. Her body was also trembling slightly.
No wonder the blood race was powerless.
This wasn’t an injury from a sneak attack, much less poisoning.
“It’s a [curse],” Agnes said.
“What?” The loli prince was incredulous.
“Lady Sophia was cursed three months ago, and it’s only taking effect now.”
She sighed and glanced at the princes:
“You should have discovered it long ago. Why was such a low-level curse left until now?”
Humans were probably the most knowledgeable about curses besides the dark elves.
Their faith in the light made them despise curses and demons, and thus, a series of methods to counter curses were born.
Agnes was also considered a “top student” and could even tell what type of curse it was with a single glance.
“I…”
The loli prince clenched her fists and finally released them.
“So that’s how it is, damn it…”
The other princes also shook their heads one after another, filled with regret.
It was their negligence that had led Sophia to this state, and now it was almost impossible to salvage the situation.
“Her life is saved for now, but to fully recover, we’ll have to wait for… the President to come up.”
“I am eternally grateful.”
The loli prince changed her attitude and knelt on one knee.
Suddenly, Agnes had a different idea.
Since Crimson Statue was injured by the blood race’s magic, then…
She first used her magic to stabilize Sophia’s life, ensuring that she wouldn’t be harmed for the time being, and then asked:
“What’s your name?”
“Sandra,” the loli blood race prince said.
“Then what about Sophia’s concubines? Where are they now?”
“I am… Queen Sophia’s legal wife.”
Sandra said with shame.
Agnes looked at Miss Sandra with strange eyes.
—This person looked to be only 13 years old!
Although it was said that the blood race basically had eternal youth and rarely died of natural causes, this was a bit too strange!
No matter how you looked at it, it was an old bull eating tender grass!
“Do I look that young?”
Sandra, seeing through Agnes’s gaze, chuckled wryly: “Actually, I’m 2100 years old, a thousand years older than the queen.”
Then wasn’t Sandra the old bull eating tender grass?
It seems I’ve underestimated the blood race!
“Queen Sophia, wasn’t she always with Peter?”
“Eh…”
