Just became an evil god and was summoned by the saint.

Chapter 621 Thanos (crossed out) Ross snaps his fingers

"It's done. The power of withering will cause her to slowly age and die."

Soles, having successfully assassinated his target, relaxed.

After shaking off Monris's pursuit, he caught his breath and went to the Watchtower City outpost to rest, intending to recuperate there before returning to the Sacred Tree.

Using the power of withering consumes a large amount of life force each time it is used. This life force is extremely difficult to replenish, and some of it cannot be replenished after use and will be deducted as lifespan.

Thores was actually quite young compared to the elves. Many of his peers were in their middle age, while he was nearing the end of his life. This was the price of using the power of withering.

But he did not regret it. After Desola freed him from the human prison, Thores had already dedicated everything to the Elf King and the Sacred Tree.

He traded his life force for immense power, and with Disola's tacit approval, he avenged his elven family members who had been captured with him. He not only went deep into the human world to kill the slave traders and slave owners, but also killed the elves who were in cahoots with the slave traders.

In this process, he completed one task after another assigned by Disola and the Elf King. Now, after reaching the fifth rank, his life force has been severely depleted, and he can only live one day at a time.

"The Holy Maiden of the Holy Court? I've killed quite a few High Priests of the Holy Court, but this is the first time I've killed a Holy Maiden. She is indeed very strong. However, as long as even a trace of her withered power enters her body, there is no chance of survival."

Soles never thought that anything could stop the invasion of the withering power, because in all his years of assassination, he had never encountered a sorcerer of the life faction.

He felt that even if Elena intervened, it was unlikely that she could cure the saintess named Celia, unless the saintess possessed the power of life to compensate for the loss of her lifespan.

Even if Elena could use life magic, she couldn't extend someone's lifespan—her power wasn't enough.

As for the Temple of Resurrection... Soles doesn't know about the Temple of Resurrection.

After summarizing the situation of the mission in his mind, Soles contacted Desola.

"Mission accomplished."

Disola responded quickly.

"You've worked hard. I'm relieved that you've taken care of it. This is your last mission. After you come back, just rest and recuperate. You can do whatever you want after that."

"Do whatever you want?" Soles touched his bark-like hair and shook his head. "My whole life has been about revenge, there's nothing else to do."

"I'll make some arrangements for you when I get back. Thank you for your hard work."

"..."

After resting for a while at the stronghold, Soles quietly left and disappeared into the shadows. As he left the stronghold manor, he glanced at the people who were secretly watching him, pondered for a moment, and chose not to make a move before quietly leaving.

Shadow sorcerers travel all over the world, so their speed is naturally very fast.

The City of Watchers was far from the Elf King's City, but with him driving the flying vehicle at full speed, he returned to the base of the Sacred Tree in just a few hours.

And at this time, it wasn't even night yet.

Upon arrival, he couldn't wait to go to the underground center of the sacred tree, preparing to resonate with the sacred tree with his own life force to adjust the chaos and loss of life force in his body caused by escaping Monris's pursuit.

Disola also arrived, checked on his condition, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, the life force consumption is less than I expected, and the target doesn't seem to be putting up any resistance?"

Soles nodded: "I attacked when she was at her weakest after finishing her final treatment. By then, her mana was almost depleted, and what little she had left wasn't enough to form a magical shield against my spells. Besides, she was only a fourth-tier..."

Soles provided the specific details.

After listening, Disola clapped: "Good, very good. You have done a great thing. The king's reward will come after this matter is over. You can rest here and recuperate. You don't need to worry about the rest."

"As ordered!"

Disola smiled. Even though they had received news of Soles' successful assassination, his anxiety finally subsided after Soles' safe return and confirmation of the news. After offering some words of encouragement to Soles, Disola hurriedly left and quickly went to a secret room.

The Elf King was already waiting inside.

Disola relayed Soles' words to the Elf King verbatim, and the Elf King nodded.

"News has come from the City of Watchers: the girl is still frozen. This matter has alarmed the Holy Court, and the Holy Court has begun to take action. Not bad, not bad."

The Elf King smiled.

Regardless of whether Celia fully recovered or not, he had already achieved his goal.

What he wanted was for Celia to leave, or for the Holy Court to become anxious.

If the Holy Court gets anxious, then everything is negotiable.

He was worried that if the Holy Court remained unhurried and made no move, then he would be concerned about whether the assassination attempt had been successful.

“However, Miss Elena seems to be with Celia…” Disola suddenly remembered something and quickly reported, “According to news from the Deadwood of Watchtower City, Elena seems to be missing.”

The Elf King frowned slightly. "Yes, there is such a thing. Go and ask the people over there to help Kandia search for her. We can't let her secretly go to treat Celia."

"Can Miss Elena really heal withered powers?"

"Uncertain, but we must be on guard."

The Elf King shook his head, about to say something, when suddenly he seemed to sense something and looked sharply at Disola, his expression filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Disola also sensed something and looked down at her hands.

He saw his hand slowly turning into a sand-like substance, floating up and then dissipating into the air.

"what happened?"

The Elf King asked, frowning.

Disola sensed it carefully, then turned pale: "It's a problem with the Sacred Tree."

Feeling his power and life rapidly slipping away, he immediately stood up and rushed towards the central area beneath the sacred tree, not even caring about the Elf King.

The Elf King, with a serious expression, quickly followed.

As a king, he already possessed the strength of a sixth-tier king.

This is a basic requirement for becoming the ruler of a country.

There is no precedent of an ordinary person becoming a monarch and controlling a group of powerful figures. Ordinary people who know how to govern a country can at most become the monarch's advisors.

Without combat power, it is difficult to win the respect of the people.

Even if you rely on taking medicine to accumulate power, you still need to reach level five or higher.

Strength doesn't matter; the main thing is having the bonus from rank.

While Disola and the Elf King were rushing there, similar events occurred elsewhere among the Withered Wood members who possessed the power of decay.

But the situation is even more serious for Soles, who is recuperating in the underground center of the Sacred Tree.

At this moment, he was looking at the slowly emerging phantom of a girl in front of him with fear.

(End of this chapter)