Chapter 1847: Chapter 605: His Majesty the King’s Strategic Deployment (Part 2)
The demonic army contributed by the coast was blocking the wolf cavalry on the Holy Helmet Plains, with five hundred arcanists placed in the blocking corps. Considering the demon clan had a total of seven thousand active arcanists, this number was immensely huge and exaggerated!
Thinking about it, Lucian finally understood the reason why all the demon clan’s armies halted their advance yesterday. They seemed truly intimidated!
One-fourteenth of the total number of arcanists, the organized arcane units were arranged in the blocking corps, showing how determined the demon clan’s leaders were to stop the wolf cavalry! This force alone should have been enough to eliminate thirty thousand wolf riders, yet right under everyone’s noses, these five hundred arcanists were first drained of arcane power by the Magic Protector Corps as if monkeying around, then stabbed to death in rows by the Mokosan warriors!
Five hundred arcanists, indeed!
Only when Lucian settled his mind to reflect on hardship and sweetness could he weigh the heavy significance of this number!
Old Lucian couldn’t help but feel a bit puzzled. Why was he filled with joy when he wiped out just a few human mages in last year’s Red Earth Highland defense battle; now, having eliminated five hundred demon arcanists, he felt nothing unusual, instead, it seemed as if it was expected?
Old Lucian chuckled slyly, questioning himself: Is he really used to playing with the big fish in the ocean now?
“By combining all these conclusions, I estimate the super ally of the fallen elves is not a force from Aegean,” King Sal vigorously slapped the sky-gazing Lucian: “Your daughter-in-law, have you been in contact with her recently?”
“Your Majesty, you aren’t suspecting Enrida, are you?” Lucian rolled his eyes: “This hypothesis is just too baseless!”
“Indeed, I am suspecting her!” King Sal nodded gravely, actually from the moment he received Helen’s verbal report days ago, His Majesty had always been doubtful about the agreement reached between Enrida and Lucian.
Currently, the official altar sacrificial ceremony of the Bimon Kingdom in Enrida rotates to undergo Singing Power transformation, then they converge via the magic teleportation array to the southern province, seizing every moment to capture Magic Plant Pets. Having an additional magical pet as a combat unit is naturally credited to the great achievements of the Shaman of Divine Songs, and if the pet sequence of the sacrificial ceremonies could gain an extra batch of voluntarily acknowledging “Mango Blue Spiders”, King Sal would surely see it as a windfall!
However, the term Abyssal Overlord on the Aegean Continent is not an unfamiliar name; it’s not a peaceful existence like magic plants but a blood-drenched nightmare! His Majesty trusts the competency and strength of the Shaman of Divine Songs completely, but considering the counterpart is an Abyssal Realm’s tyrant-level overlord, how could they be easy trade partners?
The fear is that summoning the deity would be easy, but sending the deity away would be hard!
“You’re overthinking it, my Majesty! Ruona and Enrida went to the West Coast together to help with assembling the Magic Circle. If your speculation were true, Nana would definitely not survive, but I actively chatted with Nana through bone-linked communication! Moreover, Enrida has not left my side all along; she simply hasn’t had the opportunity to contact the fallen elves!” Lucian absolutely trusts the intelligence of certain magical beasts and unquestionably acknowledges that deep abyss overlords are powerful and tricky, but Enrida does not possess the conditions to form an alliance with the fallen elves!
Even if we step back ten thousand steps, assuming His Majesty’s speculation is spot on, in just a few days, how many masters could Enrida transport through the Malong Crystal teleportation array to assist the fallen elves?
In any plane, super-level warcraft is exceedingly rare!
In terms of the number and quality of masters, Enrida is truly not intimidated by anyone!
Of course, if Enrida truly had intelligence, she shouldn’t abandon Enrida and choose the fallen elves as allies!
Lucian believes Enrida doesn’t seem like a fool at all.
“I trust your vision, yet in that case, I truly can’t tell who the fallen elves’ allies might be.” His Majesty knows the final ultimatum from the fallen elves implies its significance; state matters cannot be compared to the ordinary, and the fallen elves dare to be so brazen, they must have solid backing: “Richard, what do you plan to do now? Actually intend to exchange Red Earth Highland for Shieldaxe Dwarves? Or plan to have a battle with the fallen elves?”
“Exchange! Of course, exchange! These are Shieldaxe Dwarves, one of the four pure-blooded Duijgar!” Lucian laughed heartily: “But fight we must, I always believed Enrida and Lucian’s fallen elves would eventually clash, now they’ve provoked us, I must show them some colors!” New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel fire.net
“Nonsense! The exchange is out of the question!” King Sal pulled the magic map in front of him, his face serious like water, staring at old Lucian and solemnly said: “Richard, today I must teach you another lesson, let you understand once again what heavy responsibilities your current position entails!”
Seeing His Majesty so earnest, Lucian dared not be facetious anymore.
“Look here, the Sanggan River, this mother river spans the entire Donau Wasteland, cutting the Primitive Ancient Origin neatly in half from east to west.” His Majesty pointed at the snow-water tributary markers, fiercely tapping the map: “And Enrida, this wasteland pearl, geographically lies south of the Sanggan River. Richard, you may be a local overlord in name, but I hope you examine the whole panorama and terrain of the Great Wilderness carefully and then share your thoughts with me.”