A Sorcerer’s Journey

Chapter 1059: Chapter 1061: The Three Great Elf Kings

Each Nether Flower Sprite takes two thousand years to reach maturity.

The flower blooms for a thousand years, falls before withering, leaves and petals never meet, destined for a bond of life and death. Therefore, the Nether Flower World almost never embarks on wars abroad, every tribe member is an extremely precious resource.

On the vast continent, though there are countless Nether Flowers, only a few endure two thousand years to become sprites, just a tiny flower, any creature in this world can easily crush, pluck, or harm it. Yet it survives through its resilience, reproducing tirelessly, never ceasing to multiply.

Only those Nether Flowers growing on cliff tops, rock crevices, and obscure paths can luckily endure for two thousand years to transform into sprites, their numbers are rare.

”What you said... is true!?”

Countless Pegasus Beirs swarm around Green, spanning hundreds of miles, exploring this secluded small world full of mysterious ambiance following Green’s footsteps.

These uninvited guests from the Foreign Domain unknowingly trampled to death many Nether Flowers, plundering countless natural resources and treasures of this world. Compared to the barren Evil God Playground, this world is filled with long-desired abundant resources in the greedy eyes of Pegasus Beir.

”Chirp chirp chirp chirp...”

A flock of panicked white unicorn horses is surrounded by a group of Pegasus Beir.

These efficiently organized dark creatures are slaughtering savagely, smiling grimly, their terrifying numbers blotting out the sky capturing these holy unicorn horses in a short time, leaving behind all females and one stud male. The offspring were all disassembled on-site into high-quality food.

Pegasus Beir, mouth full of blood, chewing on the Guardian of the Nether Flower Sprite clan, inciting anger, shame, and undeniable humiliation from Green’s servant behind him.

At this moment, reverting to a three-meter-tall Bone Spike Giant, Green, hearing the Nether Flower Sprite’s introduction of the three Great Elf Kings of this world, was shocked especially by the mysterious information about the Netherworld Spirit King, prompting a questioning response.

The three Great Elf Kings of the Nether Flower.

The oldest Nether Spirit King, the pinnacle third-degree Moon-Level elf behind Green, whose body contains the Sorrow of the Other Shore Poison, was planted by this World Master, a poison controller!

Guide Spirit King, the world’s communicator, the earliest to detect the Evil God Playground’s invasion, attempting to join the Wizarding Alliance to save the world in crisis.

Finally, the explanation about the Netherworld Spirit King left Green incredulous.

According to Moon’s explanation, this Elf King has the ability to communicate with the will of life and death, completely beyond the understanding of Wizard Green’s knowledge. Death, according to the Wizard’s knowledge system, means the soul dissipates and returns to the world’s original rules, and this person never exists again. Where does this power to communicate with life and death come from?

Could it be...

Could it be this secluded World’s Master possesses the ability to resurrect the dead!?

Breathing rapidly, Green anxiously asked, drawing attention from several nearby Pegasus Legions, who paused their steps to look. Green waved his hand, signaling them to continue forward, spreading war smoke and dark terror, searching for the hidden Nether Flower Sprites.

”The Netherworld Spirit King is the most mysterious among the three Great Elf Kings, with fixed activity areas guarded by the Nether Spirit King and Guide Spirit King. Only the Netherworld Spirit King roams around the continent, pursuing life and death.”

Moon’s explanation made Green think of the Dark Wizards of the Wizard World, who similarly pursue the power of life and death but on completely different paths.

It seems finding the trail of the most mysterious Netherworld Spirit King won’t be easy for Green.

...

Seven days later.

The sprawling giant trees fell one after another, sending black smoke into the air, as millions of Pegasus Legions temporarily camped in the forest, destroying the original peaceful atmosphere.

A few Hourglasses later, in this forest far from the Full Moon Gate, Green’s Pegasus Legion finally discovered a large Nether Flower Sprite tribe, numbering in the tens of thousands.

Though not significant to the Evil God Playground’s Pegasus Legion numbers, it’s quite a large tribe in the Nether Flower World.

”Ah...”

The wailing outside the camp incessantly emerged, followed the dark creatures’ instinct to violate, abuse, ****, even eat, ordinary and familiar scenes.

Inside Green’s luxurious tent, several Pegasus Legions selected the finest quality Nether Flower Sprites, and delivered them tied up. Several bound, gagged Nether Flower Sprites huddled in groups, fearfully gazing at the dark evil god seated high, focused on its tasks.

The three-meter bone spike creature had a colorful bird squawking incessantly perched on its shoulder, its hands caressing the earth, dark sources rising from the deep underworld of the Nether Flower World, slowly entwining the bone spike creature’s body, flowing into its body through bone spike tips, mysterious and fearsome, full of cold and brutal aura.

After a while.

The bone spike creature raised its hands, sighing: ”Still no clues, but I’ve sent a clone to the calamity side. If the Nether Spirit King really has any clues, that clone can convey the message.”

”Kakakaka, how to handle these sprites?”

Xiao Ba pointed a wing at the trembling Nether Flower Sprites in the center of the tent.

Fair skin, or slightly plump and graceful, or purely slender, or brightly enchanting, Green’s Pegasus Beir servants seemed unfamiliar with the taste of the newly appointed Thunder Bone Emperor, delivering those from the Nether Flower Sprites with commendable color, fragrance, and taste.

Wrapped in dark mist, Seven-Colored Runes permeated under Green’s bone spikes, gazing at the huddled sprites who frantically retreated to the corner, trembling like helpless lambs, evoking pity.

With a flicker of black smoke, the bone spike giant and Xiao Ba appeared beside the sprites, the Three-Colored Light Eyes under the Face of Truth flickering, the eyes absorbed the most noble-looking sprite into Green’s palm, the other hand’s fingertip gently hooking, tearing off the sprite’s green leaf garments.

Exposed body, the Nether Flower Sprite twisted its bound body desperately, attempting to cover its shame, locked into the space cage by Green.

”What do you see?”

Xiao Ba followed Green’s Three-Colored Light Eyes to gaze at the Nether Flower Sprite, naturally unable to see the faint green thread in Green’s eyes, seemingly connected to a mysterious underground place.

”It turned out to be a key?”

Green looked surprisingly at the sprite, this soul identification ability, common in the Wizarding World Spatial Fortress.