"I'll tell you, I'll tell you! These people are all tourists from Mount Zhamo. After I arrived, I used illusion to lure them into the pool of water, and kept them in a half-dead state to squeeze out the death energy. When it is completely squeezed dry, they will turn into bones or merge into the hull. But you just blew up the stone pillars and buried the rebirth ship, so they are probably all dead now." said the illusion demon.
"One last question. Do you know the origin of this holy sword?" Esina asked, pointing at the holy sword "Forgiveness" on Fidna's back.
"I don't know. It was here when I came. That sword is very evil. You will be hurt if you touch it, even if you touch the hilt. So I can't use it and have to leave it there." The phantom demon replied.
"What a pity! If the legend is true, a noble vampire might have been buried here. It's a pity we don't have time to explore." Esina sighed, took out a slender crystal bottle from her pocket, poured out a few drops of Noel juice and dripped it on the phantom.
The phantom demon screamed, and then melted quickly like snowflakes falling on charcoal fire.
"It's okay, we can explore the area below later," Isidor consoled.
Chapter 93: Ancestral Medicine
After killing the phantom demon, the group took the boy and the skeleton maid back to the original portal and returned to the witch's home.
"Old lady, your grandson is found." Fidna shouted as she entered the house.
"Oh? So fast? I thought it would take a few days at the earliest." The witch said in surprise.
"There are demons in the Demon-Changing Mountain that lure tourists, and your grandson unfortunately fell into it. Although we have eliminated the phantom demon, the place has become an area that is not suitable for living people to move in. It is better not to send people there in the future." said Esina.
"Yes, yes, I was confused for a moment and let him explore the depths of the cave alone. Where is my grandson? Bring him here so I can see him." The witch asked anxiously.
"Before you see your grandson, I have two pieces of bad news to tell you," said Aisna.
"Is he dead? You only brought back the corpse?" The witch's face changed, and her voice, which was originally full of hope, began to tremble.
"No, he's still alive. But when we saw him, he had lost his limbs, his body was fused with a broken ship, and he was only breathing his last breath. In order to bring him back alive, I decided to turn him into a vampire without authorization," said Esna.
"Is that so? But as long as he is still alive, I will be satisfied. To be honest, I didn't hold out much hope. Although he has turned into a monster, fortunately vampires will not lose their minds, and I have enough experience to deal with it properly." The witch pondered for a moment and sighed.
"It's great that you can accept it." Esna breathed a sigh of relief. She clapped her hands, and Emmeline carried the still struggling boy into the house.
"Let me go! You murderers! You sinners!" The boy had been struggling since he regained consciousness, but was still forcibly taken away by Emmeline.
"Stop shouting, little brat, look who's in front of you?" Emmeline said somewhat unhappily.
"It doesn't matter who it is! Eh? It's grandma?! Grandma, I'm finally back!" The boy turned around and his eyes widened in surprise when he saw the witch.
"Child, you have suffered, welcome home." The witch hugged her grandson with the hand that had been extended for two years, and two turbid tears remained on her wrinkled face.
"Grandma, kill them now! They are all bad people! Murderers!" The boy pointed at Emilyne angrily.
"What's going on? Why is this child so hostile towards you?" the witch asked in confusion.
"This is the second bad news I want to tell you. In fact, I'm not sure whether this can be considered bad news, but I hope you won't be too surprised: we have also brought you a future granddaughter-in-law. In fact, it was this skeleton that fed your grandson with aquatic plants, which allowed him to survive until now." As Esna said this, she made way for the skeleton maid to walk in by herself.
The skeleton maid seemed very nervous and even fell to the ground halfway through her walk. Finally, she limped to the witch and lowered her head.
"What? How could such a thing happen?" the witch said in surprise.
"We were also surprised, but this is the fact. We had not originally planned to bring this undead back with us. Seeing how infatuated he was, I was afraid that he would commit suicide if he couldn't find the skeleton in the future, so I brought it back for you to decide." Esna explained.
"This... I only have this one grandson, and I was counting on him to give me my great-grandson. How could he be obsessed with this kind of thing? Could he be under an illusion?" The witch's expression became complicated.
"It's hard to say. Although the process was a bit tortuous, in terms of the result, we have completed your commission. I hope you can also fulfill your promise and teleport us to the Far North." said Esna.
"That's right. Don't worry, I will do what I say. But my magic power has been consumed too seriously in the past two years. It will take a few days to recover. It also requires some magical materials to teleport such a long distance. You can stay here for the next few days!" the old woman agreed.
That night, the village held a sumptuous banquet to entertain everyone. All the villagers except the witch and her grandchildren attended. The meat on the banquet was rich, like a count's dinner, and it was completely unlike what a village could provide. When talking to the villagers, Isidor learned that these villagers even slaughtered the village's oxen to entertain him.
When Isidor asked whether this would affect next year's spring plowing, the villagers didn't care at all. A young village girl told them: As long as the witches are freed from the heavy and lengthy task of maintaining the teleportation magic, the lord will exempt the village from all taxes and corvee labor. For this, no matter how much we thank them, it would not be too much.
Hearing the villagers say this, everyone felt relieved and ate and drank to their heart's content.
Perhaps it had been a long time since they had seen such delicious food. Even Esna drank a lot of wine, and when she was drunk, she held Isidor's hand and danced.
Isidor had no choice but to show off the clumsy dance steps he had learned from watching videos in his previous life and dance with her. It seemed that many villagers were infected by Esina's emotions and started dancing, and the scene became chaotic and lively. Amid the singing and dancing, Esina took Isidor to her room, locked the door, and pushed him down on the bed with a smile on her face.
"Hey, Esna, calm down! You've drunk too much!" Isidor quickly reminded.
"Don't worry, I'm calm, just a little drunk. While I'm drunk, I want to show you something." Esna said, taking out an oval pill from her pocket.
"this is--"
"Remember the medicine for treating soul collapse that I told you about last time? This is its prototype. It was actually made a long time ago, but I have not been able to completely solve the problem of side effects, so I didn't mention it to you." Aisina said.
"Wow, that's amazing! How did you do it? Isn't it said that the collapse of the soul is difficult to treat?" Isidor asked in surprise.
"That's right, I don't have a direct way to repair the soul, but if you think about it from another perspective, if you are no longer a goblin, can you escape the situation of having your soul power extracted?" said Esna.
"Not a goblin? How is that possible?" Isidor said in surprise.
"It can be done. If the ancestors of goblins are elves, then all we need to do is restore you to the form of an elf. I found some medicines with special effects and used them with magical effects to create a potion that can reshape the body and awaken the ancestral form. I call it 'atavism medicine'. Although I don't have time to do experiments, theoretically this medicine can completely solve the problem of your soul collapse." Aisina said.
"That's great, let me take it!" Isidor reached out to take the medicine in surprise, but Esina withdrew her hand.
"Didn't you hear clearly? This medicine has serious side effects that have not yet been resolved, otherwise I would have given it to you a long time ago." Esna's expression was serious, as if she had sobered up in an instant. Except for the blush on her face, she didn't look like she had been drinking at all.
"What are the side effects?" Isidor finally regained some sanity from his joy and asked.
"Pain, extreme pain. And you must stay awake during this period, because this pain is the process of reshaping your body. If you can endure it, your body will return to the form of your ancestors. If you can't endure it, you will die." said Aisina.
"How much pain would it possibly have?" Isidor asked.
"Like this." Esna said, drawing a magic circle in the air and using some kind of magic on Isidor.
"It hurts!" Isidor felt a sharp pain in his finger and quickly used the materialization of his fantasy to create a potion to treat it, but strangely, the pain showed no sign of going away.
"This is phantom pain magic. Treatment is useless." Esna said and lifted the magic.
"It does hurt, but this amount of pain is nothing. It's just that it was unexpected, so I was a little out of control. When I was in the circus, I experienced countless tortures that were more painful than this. Even the injuries I suffered during sparring with Fidna were much more painful than this." Isidor took a breath and slowly felt that this level of pain was nothing more than this.
"The pain just now was a simulation of the pain of a severed finger. The actual pain is dozens of times stronger than this, and will last for about an hour. This level of pain will make it impossible to think. I asked the witch for some pain-suppressing drugs, but the effect is probably minimal." Aisina said in a serious tone.
Chapter 94: The Thousand-Winged Demon Lord (Tamlel)
"But if I can't think, won't I be able to stay awake until the effects of the drug wear off?"
"If you don't want to, it's okay to wait until I find a way to eliminate the side effects before giving you the medicine. It's just that I'm a little worried whether I can live to that time, so I told you in advance." When Esina saw that Isidor didn't answer, she explained.
"No, there is no need to wait. Rather than being deprived of the soul and being deprived of freedom for generations, it is better to exchange pain for liberation. Give me the medicine! Esna," said Isidor.
"Very good, I was right about you. I was just testing your determination just now. In fact, I have already prepared a countermeasure." Aisina said with a smile.
"There's no need! I can definitely get through it!" Isidor said firmly.
"According to my calculations, that kind of pain will exceed the limit of what a living being can bear, and it's not something you can just endure with strong willpower. So I've prepared several formulas for auxiliary medicines. If you can get all the medicines together and take them together, you can relieve most of the pain. Although the remaining part is no less than the most cruel torture, I believe you can hold on." said Esina.
"Why didn't you tell me about this method earlier? Hurry up and give me the medicine." Isidor breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his hand, imitating Fidna's tone.
"That's easy to say. Those auxiliary medicines require a lot of rare materials, and there is nowhere to find them at the moment. But there is a place in the Far North that is rich in herbs, and we can try our luck there. Take this pill first, and be sure to keep it carefully. Take it after I have found all the auxiliary medicines." Esina said, handing the pill to Isidor.
"That's good." Isidor saw that what she said made sense, so he took the pill and gave it to Dice Lady for storage.
"It's getting late, isn't it time for you to go to bed?" said Isidor.
"Why rush? Emmeline has gone to help the witch grandmother collect herbs. I will stay at your place tonight." Esna took off her boots and sat on Isidor's bed.
"Ah, don't trust me too much. I can't control myself in this kind of thing." Isidor thought of his ghost value that was about to reach the maximum, and quickly declined.
"Do you remember what I said in the cave that day?" Esna did not speak, but gently pushed Isidor onto the bed and lay sideways beside him.
"You said a lot that day," Isidor said perfunctorily.
"Bad guy, you clearly know which one it is." Esina said with a red face.
Isidor smiled awkwardly. He knew that Esina was talking about the time when she was ready to devote herself to him, but Esina's image had always been so elegant and noble, so Isidor never took it too seriously.
"I'll tell you in secret: I was serious then, and I'm still serious now. It's weird, right? An elf would actually like a goblin. Maybe I'll be too embarrassed to admit it after I sober up, but at least I have the courage to say it now. My promise is still valid, but 'perfect virgin' is an important protective magic to me. If one day you can protect me in its place, I will keep my promise and devote myself to you." Esna whispered in his ear.
"Esna, I..." Isidor couldn't help but feel happy when he heard what Esna said. He had always had a good impression of Esna, but he had never known her feelings. After hearing what Esna said today, he felt much better.
"You don't have to say anything. You know you're feeling uncomfortable. Although I don't have much experience, I'll still help you solve it." Aisina smiled and shrank into the quilt.
The next morning, Isidor walked out of the room with a slightly shaky step.
The witch was already preparing the teleportation magic. Because the teleportation distance was very far, even she found it quite strenuous. The magic materials and runes that needed to be prepared were very large and could not be prepared in a short time.
Aisina volunteered to stay and assist in drawing the magic circle, while the other four ran around looking for materials, and finally the magic was ready within a week.
In order to ensure the success rate of the transmission, the witch set up an extremely huge magic circle on the open ground, placed various offerings around it, and then infused magic power several times to allow the magic power inside the magic circle to reach a full state.
Next, she would have to perform an extremely long chanting for three days and three nights, during which time she could not leave the magic circle and could not be disturbed by anyone.
So Esina took the dark elves and half-elves to take turns to guard, and Fidna was bored, so she continued to practice swordsmanship with Isidor. The two of them practiced intermittently for three days. After Esina's earnest teaching by her pillow, Isidor's swordsmanship had become more and more mature. With the mastery of LV9 swordsmanship, he was able to fight back and forth with Fidna. If he added some tricks such as evil summoning and fantasy materialization, he could even have some advantages.
"I really admire you. You have grown so fast. It seems that it won't be so easy to bully you in the future." Fidna stuck the sword into the ground and said with great satisfaction.
"Fidna, Isidor! Why are you still playing? The magic is ready, come here quickly!" Iovia ran over and urged.
"Yeah yeah yeah! We can finally set off!" Fidna had been waiting impatiently. She cheered, picked up the greatsword, and ran into the teleportation array with Isidor.
"The magic is about to start. Goodbye, brave travelers. I sincerely wish your adventure will have the most perfect ending." After the witch said this, she raised her staff and started the teleportation magic.
At this moment, the surroundings suddenly fell into complete darkness. The moonlight, starlight, lights, all bright things disappeared. It was as if there was a mysterious funnel in the sky, swallowing up all the light.
"What's going on? The magic was blocked? My chosen power can actually be blocked!!!" the witch said in horror.
"Emmeline!" cried Esna.
"Yes!" Emmeline's voice came from not far away, and four bright spots were seen flying into the sky. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be four feather arrows. The arrowheads seemed to be burning, radiating bright light, and the arrow tails seemed to be connected to a small umbrella with a thin rope, slowing down the speed of the arrows' falling.
With the help of the arrow's light, Isidor saw a huge creature hovering in the sky. At first glance, it looked like a huge sphere, but upon closer inspection, it was actually layers of wings wrapped around something. Those wings bloomed like lotus flowers, quiet, beautiful, and disturbing.
"Damn it, the magic distance is not enough. Emmeline, shoot it with the explosive arrow!" Esna ordered.
Emmeline immediately shot seven or eight arrows in rapid succession into the sky, but the giant simply flapped its wings, and the resulting wind pressure blew away the arrows, causing them to explode in the air like fireworks.
"Damn it, what on earth is this? It's completely different from the monsters I've seen before!" Emmeline said in despair as she sat on the ground after seeing this scene.
"I am the Thousand-Winged Demon Lord, my name is Tamlel. Return the Cup of Babylon to its original owner as soon as possible, and I will forgive your blasphemy." When the giant in the sky made a sound, Isidor felt the whole earth shaking.
"Is he one of the seven demon kings recorded in the Babylonian Cup? He is so huge." Isidor said in surprise.
"Do you want it? Then come and get it yourself! As long as you can do it!" Esina took out the golden cup from the package, held it in her hand and said loudly to the giant.
"Elves, you are still as foolish as before." The Demon Lord said, and then a thousand pairs of wings opened completely, revealing the empty core.
Then, a beam of dazzling light appeared from the void, shooting straight towards the ground and towards the people on the ground.
Chapter 95: The Power of the Demon Lord
Isidor looked up at the light, feeling dizzy and stunned for a moment.
As he has grown up, he is confident that although his strength is not as good as top masters like Aisina and Noelle, at least it is no longer out of reach.
But facing the Demon Lord's destructive aura, Isidor felt a strong sense of powerlessness.
Is this the true power of the Demon Lord? It is completely different from the Thousand-Handed Demon Lord that I met in the cave that year.
"Everyone get down!" At this moment, Esina let out a short and powerful roar, then took out all the memory crystals in her backpack and threw them into the air.
"Go back to your hell!" After saying this, Esina took a step forward with her left foot and raised her right hand towards the sky. Her left hand grabbed the wrist of her right hand. More than twenty crystal balls were suspended around her, emitting a soft light.
The seemingly unstoppable beam of light seemed to hit an invisible barrier at a distance of about ten meters. The violent energy scattered in all directions, and at the same time, a huge roar was emitted, as if a giant was roaring in dissatisfaction.
Isidor was suppressed by the strong wind and couldn't move. He could only watch as Esna, like a giant holding up the sky in mythology, tried to support a slim chance of life.
Esina's mind magic was indeed very powerful, but in Isidor's impression, it was not strong enough to fight against such a terrifying light. Could it be that the surrounding memory crystals amplified the strength of the mind magic?
But no matter what, the consumption of magic is very huge, and the light seems to be shooting at her continuously. How long can Esina hold on?
Just as Isidor was thinking this, the light had already broken through the distance of ten meters and was slowly pushing towards the ground. It seemed that Esina was indeed reaching her limit. Just when everyone had almost given up hope, a crystal ball around Esina suddenly broke, and at the same time, the light was pushed back to its original distance by magic.
Could it be that, besides playing short movies, those crystal balls could also replenish magic power?
As if to confirm Isidor's conjecture, every time Esina couldn't hold on any longer, a crystal ball would break, allowing her to continue to hold on. When there were only three crystal balls left, the light finally went out.
Although Aisina successfully protected everyone around her, the area outside the ten-meter radius had become a scorched earth. Even the hills in the distance were flattened by the aftermath of the laser cannon.
"Ha~ha~" Esna gasped heavily, her body softened and she half-knelt down. Isidor hurried forward to hold her waist to prevent her from falling.
"There is a bottle of colorless potion. Find it and give it to me." Esna said weakly.
Isidor hurriedly took out the potion from his backpack and fed it to Esna. Seeing her slowly open her eyes, Isidor's heart finally settled down.
"You are a blasphemer, your courage is commendable. But this is the limit of mortals." Taimur's voice seemed a little surprised, but he quickly gathered his energy again and prepared for the second light cannon.
Emmeline kept firing her bow, but at most she could only slightly disrupt the Demon Lord and was completely unable to stop the light cannon from gathering. The others lacked the means to attack from the air and could only stand on the ground and stare blankly.
"Witch grandma! I will block this attack. Please activate the teleportation magic immediately!" Isidor stood up and said loudly.
