WTYTIAAN Chapter 181

Chapter 181

As someone who has lived for over a thousand years, both Isabel and Merlin have experienced countless wars, but the Undead War was still one of the most brutal and bloody wars they had ever experienced in their long lives.

In the wars of the gods, the survival of the beings on the ground was not a concern in their eyes. Some gods, once they started a war, their territories would inevitably suffer a devastating disaster. But similarly, there were also some ‘benevolent’ gods who would care for their people and followers, and provide them with protection during the war.

Therefore, although the wars of the gods were tragic, there were ways to avoid them.

But the Undead War was different. Undead were a very special existence. They were originally special beings formed by the lingering attachments of the dead. This special existence made them rarely possess normal intelligence or sanity, and they should not have had a significant impact on living beings.

Undead wizards were originally called necromancers. They sought out undead who still possessed reason or sufficient power, and, in exchange for helping them fulfill their wishes from life, allowed the undead to be used by them, giving them the ability to protect themselves in the wars of the gods.

This should have been a mutually beneficial thing. However, the emergence of the undead wizard Keen broke this balance. He had unparalleled magical talent and was also quite accomplished in alchemy. He also appeared even earlier than Merlin.

If he hadn’t been so insane as to research how to transform normal humans and other races into powerful undead, Keen might have become the greatest magician in Ermann’s history even earlier than Merlin—in some ways, his talent was a little more impressive than Merlin’s.

The appearance of the undead caused heavy casualties among the human and other races who were already struggling to survive in the wars of the gods. The dead could not be liberated, but would be imprisoned by Keen and refined into an even more powerful undead army.

This was undoubtedly a terrifying thing.

War brought too much death. People who were already numb to death felt even deeper fear of death because of Keen’s actions.

Some of the people under the rule of ‘benevolent’ gods even chose to commit mass suicide, fearing that if they were even a step late, they would not even have the right to choose death.

Isabel and Merlin, who had experienced that period, also deeply hated Keen and the methods he used. Even when mentioning the gods, they could face them with a normal heart. After all, the gods were, to put it bluntly, beings of a higher level, and their rule was eventually successfully resisted by the beings on the ground. Mentioning the gods no longer evoked the initial anger.

But Keen was different. As fellow beings on the ground, he turned his butcher knife against his own people.

Isabel’s expression was solemn. “Weren’t the records at that time completely destroyed? How did Bato Vita find this secret technique?”

“I’m very sure that after killing Keen, we destroyed everything that could be destroyed.” Merlin said, “Even in the early days of the founding of the country, Theodore—he also led people to destroy all the documents related to Keen in the entire continent. I also participated. That level of investigation could not possibly have any remnants. That was a great purge that lasted for three whole years.”

Merlin was very certain. “To ensure that there were no remnants, we conducted the cleaning more than once. Each cleaning was carried out by a different group of people—unless Keen is resurrected, his things could never have been spread.”

Yan Yunqing did not agree: “Don’t forget, the Eternal God Cult’s magic array was also improved from the Soul Locking Array. If all of Keen’s things had been destroyed, then the alchemist at that time should not have known of the existence of the Soul Locking Array.”

Merlin also remembered this, and frowned, “… Indeed, could it be that something was missed during the investigation at that time?”

Yan Yunqing sighed, “Regardless of whether anything was missed during the investigation at that time, we can only treat it as if it did happen, after all, that’s the entire population of Sri Lanli City.”

“I’ve already sent Divick over there. Penelope will mobilize the people from ‘Flame’ to assist. What are your next arrangements?” As Yan Yunqing spoke, he suddenly remembered their previous purpose. “Oh, right, have you found the missing dragon clan member?”

Isabel’s brow relaxed a little when she heard this question. “After just finding out that Palos had kidnapped that little Robert, I came over to fight Palos and get him back. Although I haven’t interrogated that guy yet, Palos has already told us a few more reliable locations, which are the Eternal God Cult’s strongholds that they had been focusing on. Perhaps we can find our clansmen there.”

Yan Yunqing’s gaze fell on Merlin.

Merlin: “I’ll go to Sri Lanli City to take a look. I was responsible for Keen’s matter back then, so I should be able to find their traces faster.”

Hearing Merlin say this, Yan Yunqing’s worries about Sri Lanli City were reduced a lot. “Then I also…”

Merlin interrupted him, “Don’t come along. Anyway, you weren’t around when we were dealing with Keen’s messy magic arrays, so you can’t help much.”

He glanced at Yu Qieer, who was still unconscious on the ground, “Palos, you can’t just leave this guy alone, right?”

“Just stay here and guard this guy. After he wakes up and is fine, you can come over.” Merlin said, “Don’t you trust us old guys?”

Isabel glanced at Merlin and nodded with some difficulty. “You can trust Merlin.”

Yan Yunqing: …

Is this a matter of trust?

Yan Yunqing didn’t really want to stay, but it wasn’t because he was homesick…

Oh, the main reason was that Yu Qieer…no, he should be called Palos now. As soon as Palos met him, he started fighting him. If they didn’t know each other, that would be fine, but according to that shout of ‘King’ before he stabbed the dagger into Palos’s heart, Yan Yunqing knew that the other party had recognized him a long time ago.

No…not too long ago, but at least before today’s meeting, he knew his identity. He just ran over and fought him as soon as they met, even with fatal moves…

Yan Yunqing couldn’t help but suspect that Palos was also one of the attendants who wanted to ‘kill the king’ mentioned in the notification that the game had sent him!

Although Palos’s level was unknown, after two fights, Yan Yunqing had clearly realized that he could never beat Palos now.

To put it bluntly, if the master couldn’t even beat his own dog, then what qualifications did he have to call himself the master? Wouldn’t he be backlashed at any moment?

Moreover, Palos, who was once a good dog, was now a battle lunatic, and the probability of him backlashing was really not small!

Yan Yunqing was a little worried that Palos would wake up and fight him again without saying a word. Then he would really have to teleport back to Celinval in a panic overnight.

Embarrassing.

It was also embarrassing to the attendant.

Therefore, Yan Yunqing was a little resistant to this suggestion.

However, he didn’t have a good reason to refuse this suggestion. After all, Palos’s current situation seemed to be caused by him, or rather, by his dagger.

Yan Yunqing wanted to sigh a little, but while he was hesitating, Merlin and Isabel had already prepared to leave, and he could only watch his two friends leave.

Leaving Palos, who was still lying stiffly on the ground.

Looking at the tattered upper garment, lying on the ground in a mess, the injury on his chest was recovering extremely quickly under his special physique. The wound that had been pierced a hole had grown new flesh and blood. Yan Yunqing belatedly realized that—was this scene a little bad?

Yan Yunqing touched his nose, randomly took out a set of clothes from his backpack, and covered Palos’s head, trying to lift the other party horizontally.

Due to Palos’s majestic height, the other party’s posture was very strange when Yan Yunqing picked him up.

Uh…this looks even stranger.

…

I don’t know if Palos had explained something when he came, but Yan Yunqing walked all the way with this guy in his arms, and didn’t see a single person from ‘Blood Mist’.

Yan Yunqing could only walk around blindly looking at the small map. Finally, he found a house that looked barely habitable—why did he say it was barely habitable? Because the decoration style of this house was quite battle-worn, and the walls were made of earth bricks directly piled up, only covered with a thin layer of soil to fill the gaps, and it wasn’t even smoothed.

However, the furniture inside was complete, and there was even a bamboo bed.

Yan Yunqing unceremoniously threw Palos on the bed, and then supported his knees and took a few breaths.

Not to mention, Palos, this big guy, was really a bit heavy.

Yan Yunqing stared at the wound on Palos’s chest. In just a short while, the wound on Palos’s chest was almost healed. The bloodline formed by the fusion of the succubus and the beastman was tyrannical, and of course, the Demon King’s contract also contributed to this.

It was also because of this that Yan Yunqing faintly felt a power of the same origin as himself when he saw the magic patterns on Palos—that was the power of the contract from the Eternal Lord.

To be honest, this body didn’t look like the controlled Demon King. Yan Yunqing had always thought that he had only inherited the game system of the controlled character, and hadn’t really transmigrated into the Demon King, but now he could feel the power of that contract on Palos.

Yan Yunqing didn’t feel deeply about the other attendants, because the contracts Yan Yunqing signed with the other attendants at the beginning were relatively equal. The alien races became his spears and shields, and he led the alien races to win victory, so that the future of their races could be stable.

Therefore, when the Eternal Empire was established, their contracts were almost completed. As long as the attendants didn’t betray the Demon King, this contract was almost the same as having no contract.

Only Palos’s contract was different. This kind of contract was more like a master-servant contract. The two bloodlines on Palos were mutually exclusive, and he needed a more powerful force to suppress these two bloodlines. The Demon King’s contract was this kind of power that was strong enough to suppress the bloodlines.

From the moment Palos signed the contract with the Demon King, Palos’s life was controlled by the Demon King.

If the master let him live, he would live. If the master let him die, he would die.

Life and death were only in the Demon King’s mind.

The master-servant contract was too overbearing. If the servant died, the master would be fine, but if the master died, the servant would die as a result.

It was just that Yan Yunqing could feel the contract on Palos now, but he couldn’t regain control of it, as if there was an invisible and intangible veil separating them.

This made Yan Yunqing a little confused.

So, did he transmigrate into the shell of the Demon King or not? If so?

Yan Yunqing couldn’t help but reach out and touch the magic patterns on Palos’s chest. Those were complex and mysterious patterns. Imprinted on Palos’s beautiful muscles, they didn’t appear terrifying or strange, but instead set off his taut and strong body, containing a powerful force, showing an aesthetic like a work of art.

It was like the exquisite glaze on porcelain.

The moment Yan Yunqing reached out and touched it, he was burned by the temperature on it.

… Hmm? Burned?

Yan Yunqing woke up and widened his eyes, unconsciously taking a step back.

Damn, he was accidentally affected by this guy Palos’s succubus bloodline.

Yan Yunqing felt apprehensive. The succubus bloodline was really terrifying. Palos was still in a coma and had no conscious use of the succubus’s charm skills, but he could still be affected. Sure enough, he still had to avoid the succubus in the future.

This kind of thing that invisibly makes people lose their perception of the outside world was a little too terrifying.

Yan Yunqing pressed his eyebrows and flipped out a bottle of refreshing potion that Robin had prepared from his backpack and drank it, confirming that his brain was always clear and wouldn’t be affected by the succubus bloodline, he then looked at Palos again.

He reached out and wiped the position of his chest that he had just touched. Well, the body temperature was indeed a little hot.

It was like…a fever?

Would a powerhouse like Palos get sick? Yan Yunqing wasn’t sure, but Isabel and Merlin both said that his dagger had the effect of absorbing vitality, and getting sick might also be because he was stabbed by that dagger.

Yan Yunqing then reached out and probed Palos’s forehead…the temperature was even more terrifying. Yan Yunqing even felt that if he cracked a chicken egg and spread it on Palos’s forehead, the raw egg would turn into a fried egg in a short while.

He pulled up Palos’s panel and saw that there were indeed several debuffs on the status bar: [Confusion], [Coma], [High Fever]…

This…seems not good?

Yan Yunqing didn’t know if something would happen if an alien race had a high fever, but if a person’s fever was so high, they would either be demented or stupid, and maybe they would die.

Yan Yunqing felt that if he continued to let it go, Palos would really burn to a stupor. He quickly flipped out a container and a towel from his backpack. Fortunately, his backpack contained the toiletries he often used.

He waved his magic wand and condensed a ball of water and threw it into the container, then wetted the towel and began the most clumsy physical cooling—covering Palos’s forehead with a magic-chilled wet towel.

He didn’t know if this method would work for Palos, but at this moment, Yan Yunqing didn’t have any better way. He also tried to feed Palos the Small Red Bottle.

However, he didn’t know if Palos was too vigilant. Even though he was in a coma with a high fever, his teeth were still tightly clenched, and he didn’t give Yan Yunqing a chance to force-feed him. He was even afraid that the other party was too vigilant, and he would choke him to death if he forcibly fed him.

This was no joke.

Yan Yunqing changed the towel several times. The ice towel was turned into a hot towel by Palos’s body temperature in a short while, and even the ice cubes he condensed with magic were quickly melted by Palos’s body temperature.

This was really a bad phenomenon.

Yan Yunqing sent a message to Merlin. He didn’t know if the other party was busy with the affairs of Sri Lanli City. He didn’t get a reply for a long time, and Yan Yunqing could only continue to think of his own way.

Yan Yunqing rummaged through his backpack for a long time, but couldn’t find anything useful. Finally, he saw [Fountain of Life] on his skill panel.

[Fountain of Life]

Description: A spring containing the power of life, only elves can summon it. (After use, a single target recovers 3%~5% of its maximum health per second, and purifies negative statuses for 30s.)

This was a single-target healing skill, one of the skills that Sylph had left him, and it also had a limited number of uses. However, compared to the bug-level [Whisper of the Forest], which could only be used three times, [Fountain of Life] had 10 uses.

But it wasn’t much, after all, it was a skill that could clear negative statuses, so it was still very precious.

Yan Yunqing didn’t feel sorry for using it on Palos, but he didn’t know why, the moment he used the skill, he suddenly remembered a long, long time ago, when he first met Yu Qieer, Lillian mentioned Palos’s resistance…

Hmm…why did he think of Lillian?

Wasn’t this Sylph’s skill? He should be thinking of Sylph, right?

For some reason, Yan Yunqing felt a little guilty.