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Chapter 1200 1198. Want to be a good person? Ask the victims first if they are willing

There was a dead silence in the underground secret room where the "Certificate of Kings" was stored. It seemed that even Avalon, the Oak Father who had eavesdropped on the secret, was shocked, not to mention King Quirion who had learned the truth from Perona.

The Elf King's expression was extremely complicated at this moment. It was not that he did not believe everything the "ghost" in front of him said. Under the current situation, Perona had no reason to lie to him.

About his past, about Ilenia's past, about the past of the Elven Kingdom, all of this caused an uproar in Quirion's stable mind.

The ancient memories were cleared thoroughly, but there was an instinctive feeling in his heart telling him that Perona did not lie. However, there were still many questions that needed to be sorted out.

The Elf King leaned on his sword.

He looked at his wife in front of him and the malicious ghost hidden in her body, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Don't pretend to be so great and innocent. Let me ask you, the Son of God project."

"Okay, okay, you are still so sharp. I admit that I led the most adventurous druids among you to discover that project. The original information and knowledge came from my research results in the arcane department."

Perona shrugged.

Anyway, she had already said all this, and she didn't mind saying more after holding it in for a thousand years, so she said in a classic "self-explosion" way at the last moment of a villain:
"But I didn't have any bad intentions at the beginning. I was just a researcher with a fanatical obsession. You know, I was almost moldy and rusty hiding in Ilenia's body at that time.

The Creation Engine is locked, and I can't access it with my permissions.

I didn't know where my companions had escaped to, and since I couldn't contact them at all, I had to do something to pass the time.

I am not Ilenia, the poor love-brained girl who is content just by being with you. I am a truly independent woman with ideals. I have higher ideals and pursuits.

As early as the Eden Zone era, studying the mysteries of the gods was an important task of our department.

Although I am not as talented as Ms. Constance, nor as crazy as Mr. Widya, I also have my pride and persistence. I have always believed that deconstructing the mysteries of the gods must start with pragmatism.

Back then, with the sample of the feathered serpent demigod Kulkan that the Blood Fear Clan brought back from the astral plane, and the samples of symbol of death collected when the Star of Adel was destroyed in the mass extinction, I bred sun worms and death worms.

But that was just the beginning.

After I learned that the astral demigods became unique new gods under the arrangement of the Creator, I knew that I had found a project that would allow me to discover more of the mysteries of the truth. I guided the most adventurous among you to find my research results, and also revealed to you the laboratory hidden here in that mysterious department.

I gave you knowledge and guidance, and what followed was just as I expected.

Elves, haha, the bad nature in the elves' bones drives you to pray to Avalon for more power. I still can't understand why Avalon gave you a sample of its divine blood so generously. In short, the matter went on so smoothly.

Especially when I completed the cloning of Philosir with my own hands and witnessed the birth of the first Son of God, I knew that I held the key to the future!
The power of the new gods can be deconstructed!
This means that as long as I find the greenhouse of life and build a new body for myself, I can also use this knowledge to realize my path to godhood."

Perona snorted.

She did not realize that her "desire to share" was a little too inflated today. Perhaps the rebellious will in her heart was influencing her with its last strength, but she obviously didn't care.

She stared at Quirion and said:

"That annoying and self-righteous Chosen One of Creation has unlocked the Creation Engine. The moment I have been waiting for has finally arrived. All that is left is the activation key in your hand.

I've had countless opportunities to get it over the years.

But that was meaningless, only specific permissions could unlock the Engine of Creation and the Furnace of the World, but now everything needed is in place.

We can work together, Quirion.

I can use the advanced device of the Creation Engine to correct the genetic defects of the Sons of God, so that every elf with divine power genes can awaken naturally. I can use the Creation Engine to create an unparalleled barrier for your kingdom and provide you with inexhaustible energy.

I can give you the ownership of the mechanical army in the Creation Engine, a mechanical army that can easily sweep the world.

With them, you can conquer the world in a short time and reshape it into the forgotten star of Adel, making it the most suitable natural world for elves to breed and survive.

I can even resurrect your original wife!
The woman you swore you would never forget, the heroine who stayed alone on the planet to fight against the evil when Adel was destroyed, I can convince her to accept you and Ilenia, and helping the three of you live a good life is more important than anything else.

All you need to do is hand over the key."

"You can rob, but you are still trying to persuade me."

King Quirion whispered:
"You need not only the key, but also my authority as the commander-in-chief of the Creation Engine Manager, right?"

"clever!"

Perona exclaimed:

"So, what's your answer?"

"I will reject you!"

Quirion said coldly:

"Since you admit that the Son of God project is your masterpiece, then you must have contributed to the rebellion of the Shadow Elves! You keep saying that you have protected the Elven Kingdom for a thousand years, but in fact, you have done a lot of evil on this land!"

"Tsk, the Shadow Elf was indeed an accident."

Perona snorted, spread her hands and said:
“But I did protect you!

After realizing that the pollution of Avalon had entered the Elf Kingdom along with the blood of the Son of God, I knew that your reckless operations had caused the most troublesome gene bank pollution. I must expel those guys with polluted divine blood from the kingdom, otherwise the fate that awaits you is doomed to be terrible.

I am not the only one who thinks so. Elenia also agrees.

As your secretary, she will never show mercy when it comes to making decisions.

This is also what I admire about her.

That was the most perfect cooperation between Ilenia and I. I secretly formed the Abyss Sisterhood who worshipped Ms. Spider as the leader of the Shadow Elves, while Ilenia openly suppressed the Shadow Elves' overly outrageous demands.

With our joint efforts, those idiots finally chose the most extreme path.

It turns out that split was the right one, Quirion!

You have seen the evolution of the shadow elves after they left Castilla. Those fallen ones who possessed all five poisons have evolved through contamination and no longer suppress their malice and desires. Leaving them here will only cause your people to suffer.

The blood of power must be kept pure."

"What about the Tongtian Bridge?"

The Elf King asked:
"Three hundred years ago, the kingdom had diplomatic contact with the Songhai people. The Tongtian Bridge, which was supposed to be a bond between the two sides, had just been built, but the Mamluk Pharaoh went crazy and almost led to a war between the two countries. You were also behind that incident. Why?"

"Because those stupid and barbaric Songhai people fabricated their history with ridiculous lies and worshipped the two insects I made with my own hands."

Perona said with disgust:
"That disaster gave freedom to two samples that should have been destroyed. What's worse is that I gave them too much wisdom that they shouldn't have. After learning that my creations had ascended to the astral plane and become demigods, I realized that my existence must not be discovered by them.

Wisdom is a good thing in most cases.

Unfortunately, when wild beasts learn to seek revenge, the beast tamers must always be on their guard.

Fortunately, I have many ways to deal with the seemingly united Songhai people. Speaking of this, Quirion, I have to criticize your conservatism and indecisiveness.

Under my guidance, the extreme Mamluk learned the truth. When he learned that the key in your hand only required one command to destroy the entire Songhai Empire, he unsurprisingly chose the worst way to try to solve the problem.

That is the best chance I leave for you. At that point in time, you only need to send out the Ranger Corps to march straight in.

I was even ready to help you capture at least one Sun Bark, but you let that perfect opportunity slip away.

From this point of view, you are really an unqualified leader."

"Now I am just glad that I made the right choice." The Elf King took a step back with disgust on his face.

The ghost hiding in his wife's body made him feel creepy. This guy's values ​​were too distorted even from the perspective of an elf. She had no normal sense of good and evil and values. She could start a war for her own benefit without any psychological burden.

This guy is crazy!
And their kingdom had spent a thousand years in the shadow of this madman without any dangerous chaos. From this point of view, all the elves should be grateful for the protection of the God of Destiny.

Perona also sensed Quirion's attitude from his actions.

She seemed to have lost her patience and returned to the original topic. She raised her bow, plucked the bowstring, and said:
"Then, your answer! Quirion, you know that I don't actually need you to be alive. I can complete my plan by taking your body to the Creation Engine. This is only because Irenia begged me to spare your life in the most humble manner. Don't regard my kindness as weakness."

"I have one last question."

King Quillion took out the activation key of the Creation Engine from his arms. Under the illumination of the faint blue light emanating from his palm, he said:

“Are there many people like you in this era?”

"how could I know?"

Perona replied unhappily:

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"It is precisely because I am one of them that I understand better what crazy things those guys will do to survive. I tried to contact them during the first few hundred years when I was hiding in Irenia's body.

But a strange guy has been madly hunting down the former mystics scholars. As far as I know, at least thirteen unlucky guys died in his attack.

I realized the danger and hid again.

But the appearance of dusk was an unexpected surprise. That poor little girl, Luna, was a monster created by you and your "sister". I noticed her when she returned to this forest with a scarred heart.

I can be sure that in the dusk there exists my companion, my superior, that damn guy who used a strange power to force me to forget his name.

But I can confirm his existence.

That guy is doing something terrible, Quirion!
Believe me, if he finishes the job at hand, everyone in this world will die! So give me the key quickly. I want to go back to the Creation Engine to prepare for the worst case scenario. Even if I take a step back, with that thing in hand, I will have the capital to negotiate with that strange Creation God.

I know what Murphy wants to do, and I am not opposed to serving the Creator's blueprint again, provided that I am guaranteed safety.

I worked so hard to escape from the era of mass extinction and worked diligently in the Eden Zone, not to be executed as a traitor one day.

Compared to Constance and Vidya, I am as pure as a white lotus!
They can escape justice, why can't I?"

"I don't know what you are talking about, and I don't understand it. After all, I have forgotten the past."

The Elf King sighed.

He took one last look at the activation key in his hand, then closed his eyes and threw it to Perona in front of him. When the latter received the key with surprise, she saw Quillion's body soften and fall to the ground.

He supported his body with the Moon Hunting Blade, but dirty blood was already flowing out from under his armor.

This guy has been holding on since just now. His body, which was covered with wounds and destroyed by the chaotic atmosphere, no longer has the strength to fight on.

He leaned against the altar and said, panting:
"I only have one request, don't hurt Elenia."

"Okay, I agree! How could I hurt my poor little sister if you are so sensible?"

Satisfied Perona laughed and replied.

But the next second, the weak Elf King raised his head and said to her in a strange tone:
"No, I'm not talking to you."

"Yeah, he didn't say that to you, bitch!"

Old Edward's deep voice sounded from the passage behind. Holding a bloody bone whip, he blocked Perona's way with a fierce and indifferent attitude. The mystic scholar raised his bow with a changed face, but at the same time, an arrow of judgment flashing with blood flew out from behind him and shot towards Perona.

She could have avoided it.

No matter how much Queen Elenia wanted to be a perfect housewife, she was also the most powerful Moon Priestess among the Moon Elves and was considered to be above average among the Golden Ones. However, just as Perona was about to blend into the Moon Shadow and hide away, her body, which was as plump as a twig and full of the tenderness of a wife, had "her own thoughts" at this moment. She just stood there stiffly with her arms raised, exposing herself to the most dangerous hunter in vampire society like a human target.

"Ilenia! You're crazy!"

Perona screamed:

"Not at this time!"

"Let's go to hell together, Perona."

Queen Ilenia's voice rang in the mystic scholar's heart, and she said in a regretful tone:
"I don't want to see a monster reflected in my husband and daughter's eyes. I'm tired. Destroy."

"puff"

The arrow of judgment shot by Lord Yvette pierced through the waist and abdomen of the Moon Elf Queen. The powerful impact caused her to fall to the ground. She rolled awkwardly for several times and finally hit the wall of the secret room.

The blood-stained activation key rolled out and was finally picked up by Adele who walked out of the shadows. The Shadow Baroness looked at Perona, who was lying on the ground and shouting, with a look of disgust mixed with pity, and then walked away.

The master is still waiting for the return of the key. Everything that will happen here will be the elves' internal affairs and has nothing to do with vampires.

"When Murphy told me that there was a mystic scholar hidden in the Elven King's Court, I thought he was talking nonsense. But it turns out that I was the fool. I didn't even realize that you had been hiding in this forest for a thousand years."

Old Edward walked towards Ilenia who was lying in a pool of blood. He was in a dishevel as he had just competed with three brothers and sisters who had won the resurrection match. However, the murderous intent flashing in his blood-red eyes represented the surging emotions in the Grand Duke of Wolfsbane at this moment.

"The fourteenth."

He said in a tone of strange and frightening pleasure:
"I have stored the souls of your companions, who lost all their minds in torture and are left with only miserable cries, in my secret room. Don't worry, Ms. Perona. Before you set off, I have already made a very exquisite soul-gathering jar for you that is absolutely suitable for your status.

In the future, I will enjoy your endless wailing. Although I can only get one third of you, it doesn’t matter!
But before we get started, I have one last question.”

Edward squatted down, stretched out his hand and pinched Irenia's bloody chin, and whispered:

"Tell me! Where is Constance?"

"You can't leave me to Murphy and Hades!"

Perona screamed:

"I know a lot of Constance's secrets. I know that she has been secretly researching the Life Greenhouse in the Secret Department. She must have her own plans. I can take you to find her."

"Well, so you don't actually know where my lover is?"

Old Edward let go of his hand with some regret.

As the mystic scholar looked on in despair, he gestured to Yvette, who looked indifferent behind him, and said:

"Dig this bastard out of the Queen's soul! Remember the Elf King's request, don't hurt Lady Elenia, be gentle."

"Well, I will certainly be very 'gentle'."

Yvette flexed her fingers and said in a tone that could scare a child to tears:

“Divide into three parts precisely!

One for you to make a specimen, one for the Hades Worm to use in a sacrifice to his brother, and the last one for me as a birthday gift to congratulate Raven on her resurrection. I believe that with her screams, Raven and I will be able to start a beautiful new life, and she will pay off the debts she owes to us Shadow Elves.
it does not matter!

As a descendant of pride, I have eternity to slowly pay off every blood debt."

(End of this chapter)