Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1140: Chapter 932: The Ferocity of the Nature Mage

”Ah! No! What is this? Help me!” Old Habel’s sudden scream interrupted the bland, back-and-forth battle mode on the giant screen.

While probing the Undead Tribe with various means, Elsdarhur turned his head in surprise... He wasn’t planning to return to the Abyss just yet!

Hadn’t that foolish Human Mage always been well protected?

However, the countless tiny white dandelion flowers appearing on Old Habel made the Demon Lord realize what he had overlooked.

It wasn’t as if he hadn’t detected the Force of Nature on this Human Mage.

But this old fellow seemed to stockpile goods; he had quite a number of fine items from the Toril Deities... He still tasted the flavor of the Moon Soul Elixir.

Fortunately, Celene didn’t harbor much hostility towards the Evil Faction, for if it were Lansendel’s Potion of Dawn’s Light, Elsdarhur would undoubtedly think the old guy was trying to poison him!

Besides, the High Knowledge Stone on his head always carried a faint trace of the Force of Nature.

So Elsdarhur hadn’t paid much attention.

The Demon Lord glanced unhappily at the Half-Elf Nature Mage opposite, grumbling, ”Half-Elf. How much longer can this thing last?

Are you trying to cause me trouble?”

Leonard looked up at the gigantic Elsdarhur, calmly asking, ”Lord of Balgara, it seems you’ve been away from the Abyss for a long time. Aren’t you eager to return?

A few years ago, the followers of the Demon Prince appeared here. Were they looking for you?”

Elsdarhur said indifferently, ”Perhaps!

Were I to return just like this, it would indeed be a disgrace to Dimogogan’s name.

You wouldn’t believe that these ground-dwelling wastes could actually pull me out of the Abyss, would you?”

Edna suddenly spoke, ”Standing behind the Haber Family is the Lady of Pain from Mark City.

I think this might be what you’re interested to know.”

Elsdarhur paused before saying with regret, ”Not the Witch Queen?

Oh no! That’s not good, I thought I could redirect Dimogogan’s wrath towards Six Fingers!”

Leonard did not believe Elsdarhur’s words; the Haber Family hadn’t even hidden it from outsiders, so it was even less likely to fool the Demon Lord nearby.

Not to mention, the countless dandelion seeds he placed on Old Habel, though continuing to sprout and grow, were dying off rapidly under a surge of Force of Death.

If those dandelions hadn’t gone directly into Old Habel’s organs and even veins, and if Elsdarhur hadn’t feared overdoing it and killing the already weakened old man, this silent battle would have ended long ago with Leonard’s defeat.

Though they regretted not killing him in one go, now, Elsdarhur could only ensure Old Habel didn’t die, using him for further purposes was next to impossible.

Leonard looked calmly at the angry gorilla, a slight smile tugging at his lips... He certainly knew that if Old Habel died, the Demon Lord would break free and attack everyone with even greater force.

But he did not regret acting against the old man... After all, the Undead Tribe didn’t need his protection, all he had to do was ensure those around him weren’t directly ensnared!

Who knows if by dragging it out, Elsdarhur might plan to escape with the old man!

If this Demon Lord suddenly becomes curious about Toril? Realizing Elsdarhur was simply toying with the Undead Tribe, Leonard decisively accelerated his dandelions’ growth.

He had painstakingly transferred the parasitism of cuscuta to dandelions... this was his powerful creation that upgraded him to a Legendary Nature Mage!

For Superficial Beings, it might be relatively easy to achieve this.

Given their strong life force, they could easily survive even if their life state was altered.

Yet whether it’s cuscuta or dandelions, both are the simplest and weakest of plants, their only commendable traits being their tenacious life force and rapid growth, alongside their concealment.

Leonard felt a tinge of pride bubbling inside... Such a powerful Demon Lord had not spotted them before the dandelions took root!

Though it’s true that to completely eradicate them, Elsdarhur only had to let Old Habel die, Leonard was still content.

Leonard touched the gemstone in his pocket, then looked at the bracelet on his wrist... the amulets given by his Dad and Brother Lynn should protect him, Edna, and their dragon, right?

As for everyone else, Leonard didn’t think anything would happen.

After discovering the Half-Elf Mage confronting the Demon Lord head-on, everyone else retreated quietly to the rear, including Edna’s two team members.

Only the Female Mage and her White Dragon Queen stood resolute beside Leonard.

Even though Elvia kept murmuring complaints about Leonard’s recklessness and Edna’s stubbornness, she quietly took two steps forward, ready to shield Edna with her body at any moment... Leonard and Josanie were none of her concern.

Watching the battle from behind, Hydra couldn’t help but stiffen... No wonder Leonard gave him a pat after scattering those seeds!

Surely it was at that moment something was thrown onto him capable of blocking those nearly invisible dandelion seeds!

A Nature Mage, when taking things seriously, could really be deadly!

In the future, he must remember to always activate the Shadow Cloak when encountering a Nature Mage, obliterating everything with life force.

Though Old Habel wasn’t dead yet, he lay barely alive in the corner, covered in a layer of little white flowers.

No one knew what kind of energy these seemingly fragile plants were absorbing from Old Habel... The High Knowledge Stone suddenly clanked to the ground.

It seemed to finally realize Old Habel wasn’t a member of the Comanso family, emitting a faint blue glow on the ground, seemingly searching for a signal.

After a few minutes of exploration, the frantically blinking High Knowledge Stone suddenly leapt up, directly charging towards the ’Old Age Striking King’s Jade Holy Scripture, adhering firmly beneath the Lanserdel Holy Emblem on the cover.

”If I’m not mistaken, that’s Lansendel’s Jade Holy Scripture, right?” Elsdarhur asked with a serious expression.

”Ah? Asking me?” The ’Old Age Striking King’ was about to speak when Edna behind him gave his clothes a hard pull.

He glanced back at his young friend and realized under Edna’s anxious gaze, keeping remarks about ignorance to himself: ”I only know it’s something Lansendel lent us, I don’t know what it’s called.”