Spellcasting Gods

They can choose to leave, abandon their original "alliance" plan, and formulate a new one.

"Heh, you're very smart, probably smarter than all my children combined. I finally understand why those invaders went to such lengths, expending so much manpower and resources, to chase you all the way to this world and bring you back."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense as the Queen spoke with a slightly teasing tone.

Especially the servants who were responsible for attending to her seemed to immediately enter a battle state, surrounding the two of them from the inside out.

"You know where we come from?!" The boy's pupils suddenly contracted.

“Of course! I’ve been secretly observing you ever since you arrived in that town. You know, there have always been quite a few outsiders coming to the underworld, but I remember most of them and can identify their races. But you are different. Your behavior, demeanor, and the maturity and cunning beyond your years all prove that you belong to a higher level of life.”

The Queen made no attempt to hide anything and openly shared everything she knew.

Perhaps in her mind, the two interesting boys in front of her were already firmly under her control and could not possibly cause any more trouble.

“Oh—damn it! What do you think we should do right now?” Luke asked his “brother” feigning nervousness.

"What else can we do? We've been through similar things before." The boy smiled and shrugged.

The words had barely left his mouth!

One second he was smiling, the next he swiftly pulled a silver, block-like object from his pocket and threw it forcefully at the hostile female servants.

moment!

A blinding white light illuminated the entire hall!

There was no sound!

There was no vibration or explosion!

But hundreds of fully armed female servants melted into puddles of gray powder in the white light.

No one can escape this calamity!

By the time the heavy guards at the door reacted and tried to rush in to kill the intruder and protect their Queen, Luke was already standing beside her, placing a collar that shimmered with red light around the target's slender neck, and warning with a smile: "Stop! Don't come any closer! Otherwise, I guarantee your Queen will turn into a burning torch in less than a second."

"You bastard! How...how dare you?" The woman in the lead was clearly enraged, her voice trembling slightly.

"Step back! They are serious!" The Queen seemed to have sensed something and immediately spoke up to stop the situation from escalating further.

Despite her immense power, her body was still quite frail; otherwise, she wouldn't have spent her entire life hiding in this special city surrounded by a powerful force field.

Watching the female guards, filled with resentment, anger, and shame, slowly retreat, the boy stroked his chin and said to the now-captured queen, "Your Majesty, now we should be able to have a proper talk, shouldn't we?"

"You think I'll compromise? If you dare to harm a single hair on my head, I guarantee neither of you will be able to leave this hall alive." The Queen raised her chin, adopting a haughty posture.

"Empty threats are the best way to mask inner tension. Please don't scare us; we're not easily frightened. Besides, we don't intend to harm you; we simply want to cooperate with you against those intruders. I promise that as long as you do as we ask, you will regain your freedom unharmed once it's done."

When the boy said these words, his tone was commanding and left no room for refusal.

Chapter 1379 A Dilemma

How to completely control a highly unified and coordinated ethnic group?

The answer is simple!

That is to hijack and control their brains.

Without a doubt, for the Anyat people, the queen was their brain and the only person they would obey 100%.

Moreover, from the brief conversation, Luke could already confirm that this queen-like life form was clearly secretly constructing a vast mental network to connect each of its offspring.

If she so chooses, she can access any content she wants to see from the other person's memory at any time. Furthermore, she can even invade consciousness and use the target's eyes, body, and organs to do unspeakable things.

It was precisely because he discovered this that Luke decided to risk taking the Queen hostage and using her life as leverage to force her to serve his plans.

Based on the various kinds of knowledge and thoughts in his mind, he often judges that the higher a person stands and the more power and influence they wield, the more they fear death.

In order to escape death, they often do some very despicable things, including betraying the interests of the entire tribe.

Clearly, Luke made the right bet.

After a series of tests and intimidation, the Queen finally chose to compromise and issued orders to her surviving descendants through the mind network, initiating a state of total war.

In less than six months, the Anyat people, who had lost more than 60 percent of their population, restored their population to its previous level through their frenzied reproduction and rapid growth.

Moreover, these newborns did not obediently hide; instead, after some simple training, they launched another attack on the invaders' stronghold.

The suppression force field device that the Darrents had painstakingly built with advanced technology was once again devastated.

They didn't even have time to react before they were overwhelmed by the swarming enemy.

Shock!

An overwhelming sense of shock!

Several high-ranking officials, including the speaker, stared wide-eyed as the newly established strongholds were destroyed and dismantled, and the massive plan was inexplicably aborted before it had even begun.

They never understood why these backward races living in the underground world could grasp their movements in such a short time, and even dare to launch an attack.

Aren't they afraid of another "resonance"?

With a series of doubts and questions, the expeditionary force held its second emergency meeting in the camp.

The speaker, his face grim, skipped the opening pleasantries and barked at a shapeshifter leader, demanding, "Tell me, what exactly is going on? Why did our enemies react so quickly? Didn't you just say a while ago that they were retreating deeper underground?"

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, we have done our best. Please see, this is the list of shapeshifters who have recently fallen. The enemy seems to be able to distinguish who are truly on our side and who are in disguise in some way." The shapeshifter leader smiled wryly as he placed a black stone slab on the table.

After being circulated for a short time, everyone who saw it showed undisguised surprise.

As the most powerful infiltration tool, the Shapeshifters have always been the elite vanguard of the expeditionary force, gathering intelligence and stirring up bloodshed within the enemy ranks.

This time, however, they had only just made their move when they lost more than half of their forces. The vast majority of them were discovered as soon as they had taken cover and were then surrounded and killed.

“Incredible! How did they do that?” a senior commander asked, frowning.

The leader of the shapeshifters shook his head helplessly: "I don't know. Even the members who escaped from the front lines can't explain what happened. All they know is that these enemies, who were originally in a panicked retreat, suddenly started rebuilding their homes in some places in an orderly manner, and at the same time, they accelerated their reproduction."

"Didn't your men notice anything unusual? For example, a messenger, or some kind of magical communication?" The commander was clearly still not giving up and continued to press for answers.

In his view, this unusual behavior was clearly instigated and ordered by higher authorities.

“Really not! I think we may need to reassess our enemy. It’s clear that the Anyat are using a force we don’t understand, and that this force is prevalent among them,” a councilor concluded, tapping the table lightly.

"You mean... retreat?" Another senator glanced at the speaker cautiously out of the corner of his eye.

At this moment, anyone who isn't a fool can sense that this old man, who holds the highest power in the entire civilization, is like a volcano about to erupt.

But the opposition lawmakers clearly didn't care about any of that, responding with a sneer: "Of course we have to retreat. Otherwise, why would we stay here and waste our precious resources, as well as those well-trained warriors and spellcasters? Don't forget, we're not sitting here to protect the interests of a few individuals, but to safeguard the interests of the entire civilization."

"Are you talking about me?" The speaker narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint in his pupils.

“No, you misunderstand, Your Excellency. I was only referring to those who place their own rights above the entire civilization,” the senator retorted defiantly.

Just as their gazes began to spark and they were about to take things further, the light in the environment suddenly dimmed.

next second...

A black shadow appeared out of nowhere, and said sarcastically in a low, hoarse voice, "Aha! What do I see? A power struggle! The council, which bears the weight of the rise and fall of the entire civilization, has actually stooped to this level."

"It's you?!"

The speaker's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively grabbed the powerful magical item he was keeping.

Seeing the other party's action, the shadowy figure sneered and curled his lip: "Are you that afraid of me? Terrified of me? To the point that you need that thing to give yourself courage? Thousands of years ago, the Speaker could easily suppress us with his own power."

"Shut up! This is the council! It's not your place to interrupt. State your purpose!" the speaker interrupted rudely.

"What a disappointing era. Fine, since you want to know why I'm here, I'll tell you. We, the Shadow Guard, already have leads on those two boys. But to ensure we bring them both back alive, I need some authorization, or rather, some immunity. After all, they caused such a commotion this time; it doesn't seem like they'll get away unscathed. So their resistance could be fierce, and they might even choose suicide in the end..."

Chapter 1380 Pardon

"You want a pardon?"

The speaker, who is extremely sensitive to politics and power, immediately figured out what the other party wanted from him.

As the leader of the highest authority in the entire civilization, he possessed many privileges that ordinary Darents could only dream of in their entire lives, among which pardon was the most basic and also the easiest to obtain.

Even he himself doesn't remember how many pardons he has signed since taking office.

The problem is that no one who has wantonly killed and destroyed on their home planet has ever been pardoned.

If he actually hands over this pardon, he will immediately become the object of countless people's hostility and hatred, and can basically say goodbye to the political stage.

“That’s right! I need a pardon to ensure they don’t take any extreme actions at the last minute.” The leader of the Shadow Guard gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.

Clearly, he couldn't possibly be unaware of the stakes involved in this pardon declaration; he simply wanted to embarrass the other party and let this high-ranking speaker experience what pain and helplessness truly meant.

Like all those who have been oppressed and treated unfairly for a long time, every member of the Shadow Guard harbors a great deal of anger and resentment.

The reason they hadn't shown it before wasn't because they didn't have tempers, but because they hadn't found an outlet for them.

However, now, with the expeditionary force suffering defeat after defeat, these men could no longer contain their restless hearts and longed to return to the center of power and reclaim what they had lost.

This strong emotion and ambition could be clearly felt by every senior executive of Darrent present.

But for some reason, they all subconsciously ignored this point.

Without exception, opposition lawmakers and expeditionary force commanders ignored the Shadow Guard members who had been constantly contacting lower-ranking soldiers and spellcasters during this period, allowing these guys to expand their influence.

Currently, the Shadow Guard, a name that should be shrouded in mystery, is known to most people.

Some of the younger guys have even started to idolize these "heroes" who have the power to turn the tide on several occasions.

Seeing the ambition gleaming in the other's eyes, the Speaker took a deep breath and questioned in an extremely serious tone: "Are you sure that a pardon can bring the two boys back unharmed?"

“Of course!” The leader of the Shadow Guard nodded carefully. “In addition, I need the expeditionary force to cooperate a little to lure them out from deep underground.”

"As you wish! But let me make this clear: if you fail to fulfill your promise, then everything I promised before will cease to exist." With that, the Speaker pulled out a blank black stone tablet, quickly entered some information into it, and finally added his personal magical mark.

In this way, a legally binding pardon statement is completed.

Now, anyone who enters their name into the system, no matter how unforgivable the crime they have committed, will not have to worry about being hunted down or tried.

“Thank you very much! I swear, it won’t be long before you see those two naughty little ones again.” The Shadow Guard leader bowed slightly, a hint of amusement in his voice.

After he turned to leave, a member of parliament who had remained silent throughout suddenly spoke up, asking, "I don't understand! Why did you agree to his request? You know, according to the rules established when Parliament was founded, the Shadow Guard should never appear in public again. Especially their strength must be strictly limited to double digits, otherwise..."

"That's enough! I know what I'm doing."

Before the other party could finish speaking, the speaker rudely interrupted.

"Times are changing! When the Parliament was first established, it had just gone through a brutal war, a war between divine authority and mortals. Therefore, limiting divine authority and the power that is so deep in our souls naturally became a top priority."