Chapter 1652: 553. Still playing with Spiritual Energy here? The enemy has already undergone genetic ascension!_4
Well, I think I should inform Mr. Scholar about this news. So many people have been innocently implicated, it’s time we start a new round of ‘recruitment’.
The Circle Tower may not want those poor mages, but we do!
A pathetic genius like Parnil who remains unknown yet incredibly talented is destined to be used by us. I dare say my old friend will create a grand venture just like me. The only regret is, he is too kind, always worrying that his good-for-nothing disciple will be bullied after he leaves.
Tch, isn’t it normal for the incapable to be bullied?
But that’s not their fault either, it’s the world’s fault for being blind! Perhaps I should send that poor lad an invitation too. I remember meeting him once, what’s that kid’s name again?
He Lu?
Hmm, that should be the name.
A wild boy from the Elven Forest in Antani with no background.
Hahaha, just like my origins, it really brings back memories.
The best talents they nurture will eventually become a part of Dusk. When that warm moment of apocalypse comes, we shall all enjoy the afterglow of eternal extinction, recreating the world in that peaceful night.
This twisted Era must end, it is an ancient mistake that must be corrected.”
“Tsk tsk!”
After Murphy finished reading this page of the diary, he fully concluded that the old man heretic shot dead by Babro wasn’t a righteous person either. He was a runaway mage from the Circle Tower who harbored ill will towards the Spiritual Overlord of the Archon faction.
As expected, who among proper people would write a diary?
But He Lu!
This guy, after gaining a title in Transylvania, started laying low again. Does he really have such a peculiar background and story? It seems necessary for me to have Miss Ambo, Niu Niu’s girlfriend, chat with her young fellow townsman.
If “Baron He Lu” indeed received an invitation from his former mentor but didn’t report it, then this investigator might need to undergo scrutiny from the Shadow Intelligence Bureau.
“Moreover, it’s confirmed that King Louis was indeed misled by Dusk before, and the so-called elimination of traitors was nothing but Dusk pushing out an innocent scapegoat. The corruption within the Circle Tower is simply shocking. If I tell Dwarf Lorren, that half-dwarf who was used might jump up on the spot.”
Murphy rubbed his chin, thinking:
“But having suffered so much because of Dusk, that runaway Master Lena probably despises these bastards. If I can find her, having faked her death and escaped, my Anti-Dusk Small Alliance could gain another formidable fighter.
That’s a Spiritual Overlord after all!
And she’s specialized in sculpting spells, likely much stronger in destructive power than the embarrassing Triss.
Hmm, indeed I should place an order to Lady Shani, hopefully, the Night Walkers of the Thorn Clan spread across the Continent are up to the task.”
He tossed the diary back into his satchel, then gathered his wings and descended, finding Mrs. Bernice and her daughter and son-in-law, along with the now “outdated” Weaver of Destiny, Loren, resting by the roadside near Baphomet Canyon.
Murphy hadn’t even spoken yet when Loren rushed over.
Her black-and-white eyes shone with a certain solemn light. Grabbing Murphy’s wrist, she asked:
“I heard some of those interesting little guys talking about ‘Ratmen’ in the Calculating Pearl’s communication. So, you encountered and defeated a group of Ratmen when rescuing the Blood Fear Pirates? Describe those creatures to me!
Are they upright walking big rats?
Do they use tools endlessly and are adept at digging tunnels for surprise attacks?”
“Hmm? Why are you so agitated?”
Murphy asked in surprise:
“Have you encountered Ratmen before?”
“Encountered, you say! Those filthy Ratmen destroyed Mejewa City!”
Fate Weaver Loren gritted her teeth in hatred, she shouted:
“Those disgusting things displaced me, they occupied it and turned my hometown into the largest and most disgusting rat nest on the Continent! Tell me, Master Murphy! Where do those Ratmen come from?”