Pillar of Yita

On the battlefield strewn with corpses, when Fang Hong found the Lizard Warrior Leader, the latter seemed still to be in a daze.

”Let’s cut to the chase,” Fang Hong glanced at him and began.

The underground Lizardman language he spoke seemed mysterious and unpredictable to the others who had caught up, its low sibilance rising and falling as Fang Hong’s gaze followed the Lizard Warrior Leader’s amber pupils, pressing him, ”Tell me your ultimate destination, I guess you must know the place, where exactly is that voice calling you from?”

As he spoke these words, he truly felt a burst of subtle whispers flooding into his mind, rustling, the unclear words telling him an ancient story of gods’ rise, decline, and doom.

Those voices had actually always been present in the dark underground, sometimes low, sometimes high, but it seemed like they had suddenly become intense, giving rise to the illusion of auditory hallucinations. Fang Hong shook his head to clear these trivial sounds from his mind and looked back at the others, ”Did you hear anything?”

Everyone nodded.

However, the Invoker seemed unaffected by these voices, feeling only slightly disturbed. Fang Hong looked at Hilveld, and it was strange that this young lady seemed completely unaffected by the Dark Force, her eyes crystal clear.

Even the people in black clothing under her command were the same.

Fang Hong noticed a butterfly-shaped bow tie on Hilveld’s chest, lying on which was an aquamarine, shimmering brilliantly in the firelight, making one feel instantly more lucid upon seeing it. He then realized something, thinking this Miss Ship’s Officer indeed was well-prepared, seemingly already aware of what lay beneath.

As for Tainaric standing beside her, the Lizardman Warrior Leader’s resolve was firm, his expression unchanged, not a bit disturbed by any fine whispers.

At that moment, Ambassador Liao’s voice came through the channel, ”Mr. Xiaya, someone wants to contact you.”

Fang Hong was startled, wondering who would contact him at this time, meanwhile nodding his head.

A hurried voice came through the channel, ”Xiaya, how is it down there?” Surprisingly, it was Princess Vislan who had already left, her tone a bit urgent.

”Miss Sophie?” the others of Silver Weslan were somewhat surprised, but Sophie, without waiting to exchange pleasantries, said, ”Do you remember what happened back in the Mushroom Forest? We all heard a strange voice, we thought it was an illusion, but it was not an illusion—just before, it came again, a voice permeating straight into the depths of my mind, just like before, but I am fine, some affected have gone insane, indiscriminately attacking others.”

Indiscriminately attacking others—

Fang Hong immediately recalled the descriptions of the Night Lizard People from a few survivors.

But he still asked, ”It’s okay down here, how is it up there? I remember you were in the Sanctuary of Goddess Roman?”

”It’s precisely because I’m still in the Sanctuary,” Sophie replied, ”just now a Divine Barrier suddenly descended upon the Sanctuary, I believe the Lord Goddess directly intervened, now the situation is under control, we haven’t suffered much damage here.”

She paused, ”But I’m worried about other places, and about you.”

”We’re okay,” Fang Hong explained, ”this thing doesn’t affect the Invoker much, everyone else is also okay.”

But Sophie’s description confirmed his suspicions.

It seemed the Sealing’s power was growing increasingly weak, and the struggle from both sides had reached its final moment.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the emergency command center was solemn.

Ambassador Liao, with a stern face after listening to their conversation, picked up the walkie-talkie, ”All departments pay attention, send a message to our nearest observation station on Fenris Isle, inquire about the current damage situation there, and also quickly find out if this is a sign of Sarus’ resurgence.”

”I’m afraid not, rather than resurgence, Your Excellency, it is better said...” the voice of an intelligence officer came through the walkie-talkie.

These noisy background conversations also entered Fang Hong’s ears.

And he silently completed the sentence in his mind, ”Rather it’s Sarus making a last-ditch effort—”

Only then did he look towards the Lizard Warrior Leader in front of him.

Unlike all of them.

The latter, amidst those whispering sounds, had already lost his senses, his eyes tinged with a blood-red hue. If his hands hadn’t been tied behind his back and the towering Tainaric hadn’t been holding his shoulder, the Lizard Warrior Leader might have already lunged forward ferociously.

He listened to Fang Hong’s previous words, cracked a twisted smile, ”Take you to the Sanctuary of my god?” He shook his head, ”No, no, never, you’re all doomed, all doomed, ssssss!”

Its shrill laughter sounded like a series of thin hisses, ”Listen, the great my god Salrutaka is returning to this world!”

This guy was already insane.

Fang Hong thought.

At that moment, the voice of the intelligence analyst also came through the channel, ”Mr. Xiaya, Miss Virus wants to remind you that this Lizardman is not reliable, the Night Lizard People are extremely fanatic about their belief, the chances of it betraying Salrutaka, leading you to that place, are not high.”

”How high?”

”Less than thirteen point five percent.”

”Enough,” Fang Hong answered confidently.

”Enough?” Virus’ cold voice finally came from the other end, ”Do you understand the Night Lizard People? Do you know their traditions, values, and customs? Don’t overestimate your abilities, this is not the time for your personal heroism.”