Mythology: Ragnarok

Chapter 146 Lingzi

After the dazzling light faded, Agreed floated unharmed in place. He could have easily escaped, but he didn't rush to leave. After all, he had cast sixteen layers of protective magic on himself at the start of the battle, and mere pseudo-super-tier magic was not enough to break through his defenses. The reason Agreed endured this set of damage was that he wanted to use it to figure out what the hell was causing trouble there.

In fact, Agreed did find him. Agreed called out to the distant astral plane with his soul, "Found you, you brat!" As he spoke, Agreed exerted his strength, and pure magic transformed into a tiny hand that grabbed a particle so small it was only the size of a proton from afar. The particle in his hand clearly had life and was constantly making irregular movements, trying to break through Agreed's magical blockade.

Fortunately, Agreed's soul perspective could observe the infinitely small quantum realm; otherwise, he probably would never have imagined that the thing that had been causing him so much trouble by casting various spells was actually a microscopic particle in the palm of his hand that was invisible to the naked eye.

Agreed snorted coldly, then said, "You think you can't hurt me just because I've shrunk this small? Naive fool, I'll use you to test my newly learned super-level magic, 'Chain Annihilation Curse'." As he spoke, terrifying resentment appeared, enveloping the tiny particles in Agreed's hand. In an instant, all particles identical to his were destroyed simultaneously. This was the effect of the Chain Annihilation Curse. This magic could kill all beings of a type specified by the caster in a short period of time, provided that these beings were below the level of demigods. After all, if a group curse could kill high-level beings that were even close to the level of gods, that would be too heaven-defying. Even if it could be done, the prerequisite would be that the caster was far higher than the level of a god.

After destroying all those strange particles, Agreed used spatial magic to instantly return to the Elf King's presence. Agreed walked up to the Elf King, squatted down, and said mercilessly, "I'm sorry, but those strange tiny particles of yours—no, you called them... nature spirits, right? Anyway, whatever they were called, they're all dead now."

Upon hearing this, the Elf King was struck dumb. He mumbled incoherently for a while, then questioned in disbelief, "Impossible! You couldn't possibly harm the spirit particles. Their extreme speed and near-invisible size are beyond your comprehension!"

Agreed laughed heartily, "You're too confident. To be honest, those little things are indeed a bit troublesome, but they shouldn't have attacked me first. Otherwise, without knowing their true nature, I could easily have been completely fooled by them. As for whether they're alive or dead, wouldn't it have been clear if you had just called them?"

The Elf King suddenly realized what was happening and began calling out to the 'nature spirits' in Elvish. Fifteen minutes later, the Elf King stopped his futile struggles and cries for help, and the world seemed to fall into a deathly silence. At this moment, Agreed asked again, "Stop calling out?"

The Elf King suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had lost his mind. The Elf King, once a figure of breathtaking beauty in human aesthetics, had now become a mad, insane fool, muttering incoherently, "We've lost, we've lost! Hahaha! I never thought that after defeating the Tree God, I couldn't defeat a wretched undead that appeared halfway through! Hahaha! Damn it, you all deserve to die! Die! Hahaha..."

Agreed looked at the deranged Elf King and pressed his hand on his head to initiate a soul search. The Elf King's memories instantly flooded his eyes. Although the Elf King's soul was somewhat scattered due to the excessive stimulation, this was not a big problem in front of Agreed. Even if your soul was scattered, and you had been dead for less than three days, Agreed had countless ways to get any information he wanted from your corpse, including all your past!

Agreed instantly obtained the information he wanted, then turned to Hea, who was still standing there, and said, "Interested in helping me understand the true nature of those nature spirits?"

Heya looked around at the mess and finally came to her senses, shouting, "You've made it so that I can't stay in this country anymore. You have to take responsibility for me!"

Agreed reassured her, "Alright, alright, I'll take full responsibility. Anyway, I've already established a country. I'd be delighted if you came. Beautiful lady, would you be interested in joining me to uncover the tricks of these elves?"

Heya helplessly spread her hands and said, "Why not go? Let's go, but... where are we going?"

Agreed pointed to the center of the ancient forest and said, "Go there, Xiscana and the one who started all this are there."

After saying that, Agreed lifted his foot and walked into the ancient forest. Heya quickly followed. In no time, the two found Hiscana. At this time, the ancient demigod tree spirit was being suppressed by a group of strange devices. His divine power and life essence were being constantly drained by those devices. But how tenacious is the life of a demigod? Hiscana was still full of energy, but his hands and feet were bound. However, in his current state, death was only a matter of time for him.

Upon seeing Agreed, Hiscana exclaimed with immense excitement, "This soul... it's definitely you! You've come to save me! Great nature god, how did you become a spirit of the dead?"

Agreed explained in a pretentious manner, "I was killed by 'Baldr,' the god worshipped by the Kingdom of Light, and was forced to become an undead. What happened to you? You seem to be in a worse situation than me."

Upon hearing Agreed's question, Xiscana roared in fury, "Those elven brats! I fed them, clothed them, and built the Elven Mother Tree for them to give birth to. Perhaps it was wrong of me to disregard the Elven King's advice and send troops to help you, but after protecting the Elven race for so many years, don't they deserve even this small favor in return?! I am not reconciled! They betrayed me, enslaved my people, and I will slaughter them all!!"

Agreed reassured him, "Calm down, buddy. Many elves don't know the truth. The persecution of you was mainly orchestrated by the elven royal family. The thing that created those weird particles that could defeat you is now residing in the tree hole that was ripped out of your body. I'll take care of everything, but you have to promise me one thing: don't wipe out the elves, okay? I'm counting on them to attend my founding ceremony."

Xiscana sighed, "I will do whatever you say. Please help me, please help the tree spirits."

Agreed nodded, then lightly flew with Hea to the tree hole in Xiscana's chest.