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"Fine. But when the time comes, you must crush them completely!"

"That's right. When the time comes, you must make us annihilate all these bastards who have invaded our motherland!"

Liu Ming smiled slightly and said, "Gentlemen, since the elves of Aifa dare to cross the border and invade our land, why should we let them go? Although we can only defend passively now, once the time is right, we will send all these elves to the Grim Reaper for a drink! So you don't need to worry. We just need to survive and wait for reinforcements to arrive before we can start our counterattack!"

Hearing Liu Ming's words, the commanders thought about it and realized that their army was indeed somewhat lacking. The 80,000 elves that Liu Ming and his men had fought were merely the vanguard of Aifa's main force; the real main battle was yet to come!

"So, now we should engrave shield magic circles on the fortress walls and make as many ballistae as possible for the local giants?"

“Yes. We now need to prepare protective magic arrays and weapons to deal with the giants. The Church of Light will send us the rest, as long as they can be a little faster than the elves!” Tures nodded slightly, then continued…

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Half an hour later, standing outside the small town on the first line of defense, an elven general and his adjutant stood silently before a massive skeleton, its surface stained crimson with blood. Behind them lay more than a dozen such colossal skeletons, as well as the remains of tens of thousands of elves.

Like these giants, they were all gnawed into this state by something.

But what exactly this monster, which the few survivors called 'Shoggoth,' was, and how to subdue it, remained completely unknown.

“Sir, they must have retreated and summoned those monsters after seeing the giants and realizing they had no chance of winning!” After a long silence between the general and his adjutant, an officer nearby, unable to bear the silence any longer, spoke up to break the unpleasant silence.

"I know, but I want to know how to kill this monster!" The general glanced at the officer and said coldly.

At this moment, the adjutant spoke up, "That monster is a summoned creature. If we prepare properly, we can banish it back to its own world the instant the Miracaesar summons it. However, what worries me is the person who killed the general who shot the Arrow of the Forest and the Messenger of the Deep. From this nameless town to where they are, there are thousands of meters. To be able to hit them with an arrow at such a distance, and only miss once, is an ability practically a curse."

"My lords," said an officer who had once infiltrated Tartarus, approaching the general and his adjutant with several golden arrows, "these golden arrows are widely used in Miracath. Almost every major city has one or two Moon Wolves blessed by the Beast God of the Beast-Eared Tribe, who issue these golden arrows as rewards to those who complete their tasks." He continued, "However, there are very few people in the Duchy of Erebus who can make their arrows seem like a curse, hitting their mark almost every time. There are only about a dozen in total. Of those, only three are most likely to have killed those two here!"

"Those three people?" the general turned around and looked at the officer, asking.

"The first one is Count Lagman Vlad of Chiron. His archery skills are basically based on the terrifying arrows shot with curse magic. Anyone who is entangled by his curse will be shot dead with one arrow, even if they are several kilometers away!"

"The second is Earl Lothric, advisor to the Grand Duke of Erebus. His archery skills have also reached the level of curse. Or rather, all his attacks are imbued with a strong curse. Although his archery skills can't kill someone several kilometers away like Earl Lagman Vlad's, he can still manage to shoot someone several kilometers away!"

Who is the third person?

"The third one is Viscount 6 Ming, the vice commander of Yggdrasil. Legend has it in Erebus that he was a hero who fought against the Deep, and he hunts down the Deep without hesitation. Furthermore, his archery skills are no ordinary archery; they stem from a terrifying curse born of the obsession of a member of the royal family of Irithyll of the Boreal Valley. Essentially, like Lothric, he can easily kill enemies thousands of meters away. And, most importantly, the arrows he uses are all special—golden arrows, lightning arrows, or poisoned arrows; being hit by one is practically a death sentence!"

Upon hearing this, the elven general looked at the elven remains on the battlefield, some of whose heads were pierced with arrows. He noticed that the arrows on these remains were of two types: one was an enchanted arrow made by Erebus himself, the Elar Fire Arrow, and the other was a golden arrow that had killed the general of the Forest Arrow and the Messenger of the Deep.

Casually pulling a golden arrow and an Ellar rocket from the two elven skeletons, and carefully examining them, the elven general asked his adjutant, "When will the Crimson Demon be able to reach this place?"

"Three more days!"

"Then, let's give these inferior races three more days. When that guy arrives, whether it's Lothric or Lumin, I want them all dead in Mordred Fortress!!"

Chapter Eleven - The Deepest Parts

Mordred Keep is a border fortress located between Erebus and Tartarus. In front of it lies the border of Erebus, and behind it stretches the flat plains of Pontos all the way to Typhon Forest. On either side of the fortress lies Morgan Forest, inhabited by two completely different wyvern races.

These terrifying yet foolish dragon-type magical beasts could effectively prevent the elves from bypassing Mordred Fortress through Morgan Forest. Leaving aside the combat prowess of these dragon-type magical beasts, the mere possibility of being ambushed by the armies of the Erebus Duchy, including Yogg-Sothus, while fighting thousands of wyverns was enough to make the elven commanders abandon the detour.

Being caught in a pincer movement between the armies of the dragonflight and the Duchy of Erebus, no matter how many troops the elves had, they would ultimately be devoured. Therefore, doing so was extremely foolish!

But the elven general in charge of attacking the Duchy of Erebus is standing at the entrance to Morgan Forest, looking out over this dangerous forest.

"My lord, is it really a good idea for us to come to Mordred Keep alone like this?" His adjutant stood behind him, looking at Mordred Keep in the distance with some concern.

For reasons unknown, the commander of the elven army, the general, has come alone to the area where Mordmore Fortress and Morgan Forest are located, accompanied only by his adjutant, to conduct some special reconnaissance.

Unlike his adjutant's worries, the elven general was not concerned that the two of them would be discovered by Erebus's soldiers, so he said calmly, "Don't worry, we are still a long way from Mordred Fortress. It's impossible for Erebus's soldiers to patrol such a far place."

Upon hearing this, the adjutant thought about it for a moment and realized that it was indeed true, so he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

But at that moment, a cavalry unit of fifteen men suddenly appeared on patrol in the distance.

"General, didn't you say there would be no problem?!" Although the knights were still far away, the black dragon banner in their ranks was already visible, which made the adjutant look at his general, only to see him about to enter the Morgan Forest.

This startled the adjutant, who quickly grabbed him and demanded, "General, do you know what you're doing?! There are thousands of dragons in Morgan Forest!!"

However, the general said, "That's precisely why the Erebus soldiers stopped their pursuit."

"..." Compared to being eaten by the dragon, the adjutant was more afraid of being captured by the people of the Miracaisar Kingdom, so he had no choice but to go into the forest with the general to avoid being captured by the cavalry.

The two elves had barely disappeared into the forest when the cavalry squad arrived at the spot where they had just been.

"Captain, those two are gone." One of the knights in the squad looked at the marks on the ground, pointed his riding whip at Morgan Forest, and said to the squad leader, "Judging from the marks on the ground, they've hidden in the forest!"

"Morgan Forest is teeming with magical beasts, including wyverns and numerous venomous snakes and insects. Even if they hide inside, they wouldn't venture deep in. They're probably waiting for us to leave before coming out." He gave a disdainful smile, then ordered one of the knights in his squad, "Go back to the fortress and inform Lord Lothric that we've discovered two elven officers scouting this area alone. They've now hidden in Morgan Forest, and we need reinforcements to seal off this region!"

"Yes, Captain!" Upon hearing the order, the knight rode away without hesitation.

Meanwhile, the elven general and his adjutant, hiding in the bushes not far from here in the forest, looked at the knights speechlessly, wondering how they could possibly break through their blockade.

Although the elven general was a master swordsman, at least two of the knights were swordsmen and one was a great mage. Although he was not afraid of them, it was impossible for him to break through!

Therefore, they could only crawl through the forest, carefully avoiding being discovered by the soldiers of the Principality of Erebus, and trying their best to find an opening in the Erebus soldiers' lines to break out.

However, at that moment, a golden arrow suddenly shot out from afar and landed on the ground directly in front of the elven general, startling him so much that he almost screamed.

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At the same time, in the elven camp on the other side of the town, the elven commander, General Monska Vixtustasar, was discussing with his advisors the tactics to be used when the Crimson Monsters arrived and launched an attack on Mordred Fortress.

"Compared to the small town we are in now, Mordred Fortress is dozens of times stronger. Moreover, it is a military fortress equivalent to a medium-sized city, with four layers of walls alone. If we were to launch a direct assault, we would likely run into problems. Furthermore, now that our giants have been exposed, the Duchy of Erebus will definitely prepare massive weapons to deal with them in advance, which will greatly reduce the giants' effectiveness, or even render them useless."

"But if we rely solely on cannons and catapults, they are likely to be blocked by the magic arrays on the fortress walls, rendering the siege weapons ineffective, or even completely useless. Rams can only breach the first layer of the wall at most. Below the second layer, there is a terrifying poisonous plant. Once the rams run over them, they will release poisonous gas, turning the area between the first and second layers of the wall into a no-man's land!"

"Furthermore, the moat of Mordred Fortress is not easy to cover up. If we let the soldiers use shields to block the arrows and then fill the moat with mud and sand, it will easily give the Erebus army an opportunity to attack our soldiers with magic and undead miracles. But if we leave the moat unattended, it will have a great impact on our siege progress!"

Listening to the accounts of his three staff officers, General Monska had gained some understanding of the difficulties he would encounter in attacking Mordred Fortress.

However, for this battle-hardened old general, this difficulty was nothing. No matter how difficult Mordred Fortress was to conquer, it wasn't as difficult as Dark Afar's fortress. Having conquered countless fortresses in Dark Afar, he wasn't worried that a fortress built by humans and orcs could stop his army!

However, there was one thing that worried him: the corrupting influence of the foreign power, the Deep Abyss, on the nobles of the Aifa Empire.

The nobles, fresh from the plague (of the Hunters), clung to the Deep, the force that had found the cure for the plague, like a lifeline, becoming their lackeys and abandoning Her Majesty the Queen in the palace. If he hadn't seen Her Majesty the Queen before setting off for Erebus, he would have almost believed that Her Majesty had been killed by Eldridge, the Deep Saint.

Even without directly attacking Her Majesty the Queen, those forces of the Deep sought to use this war, instigated by her, to deplete the loyalty of her soldiers and officers. For instance, the commander of the Arrows of the Forest, through two retreats during sieges, used the Erebus army to kill countless elven soldiers, enabling them to deceive the remaining troops into rebelling against the Queen after the war, thus allowing Eldritch, the Deep Saint, to seize power.

To avoid this situation, the Elven Queen entrusted her three daughters to him and two other generals loyal to her, instructing them to take them to Erebus, Tartarus, and Ampu, three duchies belonging to the Kingdom of Miracaiser, to meet three people who were deeply dissatisfied with the Deep.

Although he didn't know who these three people were, he would definitely carry out the Queen's orders!

Of course, this would happen after Erebus had been completely conquered...

Just as he was discussing the siege plan with his staff, a soldier suddenly rushed in, looking terrified, and said, "General, something terrible has happened! Captain Wenglese and Her Highness the Princess are both missing!"

"What?!" Upon hearing this, General Monska slammed his fist on the table, stood up, and demanded angrily, "What exactly happened?!"

“General, while I was on patrol just now, I overheard some soldiers talking about how you dragged Captain Wenglether away from the camp to conduct a solo reconnaissance mission to Mordred Fortress. Since I saw you and your staff coming here for a meeting, I went to check if the captain was in his room, but he wasn't there. There was also a half-finished letter on the table. I felt something was wrong, so I went to check on Her Highness the Princess's room, but she was gone too!”

Upon hearing the soldier's words, General Monska trembled with rage. After a long while, he finally reacted, slamming his fist on the table and ordering his three staff officers, "Go and assemble five thousand light cavalry! Go and bring Her Highness the Princess back to me!!"

"Yes, General!" The three staff officers naturally understood what good deed their princess had done, so they immediately left the room to gather five thousand light cavalry to capture the princess.

But for some reason, the three of them felt a vague unease, a sense that the princess and Captain Wenglese might have already been captured...

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Just as the three advisors led the knights away from the small town, heading towards Mordred Fortress, in a secret underground room within the town, two people dressed in black robes, looking like ghosts, were discussing the elven princess with a person wearing scarlet armor and having a face that resembled a hybrid of a werewolf and a spider.

"Lord Licarta, we have already bewitched the elven princess, making her risk her life to meet Lu Ming, this guy from the Cold Valley."

Upon hearing this, Ricard, who had been transformed into a monster by the corruption of the Deep Sea, couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh, "You two have done well. But whether that bastard Monsca will obediently forcefully attack Mordred Fortress is still unknown, so our plan must continue. Otherwise, our master, Lord Aldrich, the Saint of the Deep Sea, will not be able to obtain such a treasure to lead us through the Deep Sea Age!"

Upon hearing Likat's words, one of the two Deep Cultists, who resembled ghosts and undead, sighed helplessly and said, "My lord came here as if trying to avoid the Deep Sea Age, but unexpectedly, this place is also about to enter the Deep Sea Age due to some unknown force. It's really frustrating."

“Beck, that’s enough. Now is not the time to complain. The three of us must complete the task Lord Eldridge has given us! Otherwise, Lord Eldridge will punish us!” another Deep Cultist said unhappily.

"Alright, alright, I understand." Baker waved his hand to indicate that he understood. Then he looked at Ricard and asked, "Lord Ricard, I've heard that Lu Ming has a grudge against you. I wonder if you have any plans to hunt him down?"

"Heh! Although Lord Aldridge sees him as food on his plate, for some reason, he allowed me to hunt Lu Ming. If I can kill Lu Ming before him, he will choose to devour either Roya or Kaeya, the two Old Gods, to survive the Deep Sea Era. After all, Lu Ming is a member of the Undead Legion, and he will eventually be swallowed by the Abyss. Lord Aldridge doesn't want to follow in the footsteps of the Undead Legion." Lycatus said with a slight smile.

Hearing Ricard's words, Baker and the other cultist sighed, saying, "The survivors of the Arrow of the Forest say that Lu Ming has become incredibly terrifying. We hope, Lord Ricard, you can successfully hunt him down. Otherwise, if Lord Eldridge devours him and then inexplicably becomes corrupted by the Abyss, it will be troublesome. After all, we still need Lord Eldridge's protection to survive this deadly Abyss Age!"

"Don't worry, there's no way that great mage Lu Ming can escape from me! You know, I'm a dragon slayer now, far stronger than him! Moreover, Lord Eldridge has bestowed upon me a golden bow and a magic spear. With the power of these two treasures, I'm confident I can take down that bastard Lu Ming!"

"Gwyndolin's Darkmoon Bow and Archduke Ulster's Spear? I never expected Lord Eldridge to give you those two treasures!"

"As Lord Eldridge's foremost hunter, I find it not unbelievable that I have received these treasures from him. Moreover, I have used these two treasures to hunt down countless humans and elves who oppose Lord Eldridge, proving my loyalty!"

"Lord Ricard, I didn't say you weren't worthy of those two treasures; on the contrary, I felt they were already your weapons. I'm just wondering if Lord Sulyvahn will have any complaints about this!"

"Lord Sulyvahn? Isn't he already dead?"

"Yes! He's dead. But that's precisely why I wondered if he harbored any resentment! After all, the resentment of the dead is a terrible thing!"

"..."

After speaking for a while, the two Deep Ones stood up and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Beck glanced at Ricard and said, "Lord Ricard, please be careful when using the Darkmoon Bow, after all, it is Lord Eldridge's weapon."

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Chapter Twelve - Interrogation and Reflection

"Gentlemen, may I ask who you are?" After bringing the two elves captured from Morgan Forest into the interrogation room, Lu Ming, Lothric, Tures, and Edsor, who had not yet recovered, began the interrogation.

"Um, we were just passing by..." the elven girl, whose disguise had been removed by Lu Ming's magic, said somewhat timidly.

"Do you think we believe you?" Lu Ming raised an eyebrow, chuckled, and asked.

"..."

Seeing the two elves fall silent, Lu Ming smiled slightly, then walked up to the elf dressed in an elven officer's uniform and spoke eloquently: "Judging from your attire, you two are quite prominent figures in Aifa, your status is not low. Moreover, we found a considerable number of encrypted documents and special tokens on this officer. We have reason to believe that he is a high-ranking officer in Aifa, probably an adjutant to a general, often serving as the chief of staff. Yet this time, he appeared alone with you on the border of Morgan Forest, only 1.5 kilometers from our Mordred Fortress, which makes us suspicious of this young lady's identity!"

"..." Upon hearing Lu Ming's words, a bead of sweat rolled down the adjutant's forehead.

Seeing this, Lu Ming knew that he was nervous, at least the female elf was of a very high status and was very important.

So Lu Ming continued, "I don't know why this officer and this young lady came to Morgan Forest, where there are no troops from your Aifa Empire nearby. But I can assure you that your army has sent people to look for you, which precisely proves your or her importance and gives us a strong advantage in this war. Now, are you waiting for those elves to remind us so we can torture you, or are you going to obediently reveal all the information you know in exchange for your lives? Think it over carefully."

No sooner had Lu Ming finished speaking than the elven adjutant roared without hesitation, "You want me to reveal the information? Bah! Don't even think about it!!"

"The upcoming interrogation might be a bit horrific. If you don't want to watch, you'd better leave," Lu Ming said, ignoring the adjutant. He turned to Toures and Edsor, offering a warning.

Upon hearing this, Edsor immediately tried to run away, but was grabbed by Toures and Lothric and forcibly kept there.

Thus, Lu Ming naturally assumed that all three of them wanted to stay, and stopped interfering with them.

“Because of your silence, I will be subjecting this beautiful elven lady to torture, but before that, I’d better let you try it first, otherwise you might find my interrogation too easy.” Step by step, Lu Ming walked to the elven adjutant who was tied to a chair, using magic to fix his right hand, keeping it open and still.

"No matter what kind of torture you use, I will never... Ah~!!! You devil~!! Ah~~!!!!"

Seeing that the elven adjutant had been stubborn for a long time, Lu Ming began his interrogation without hesitation. He took a small scalpel, cut open the adjutant's right index finger, and painstakingly removed the flesh from the finger bone, finally pulling the middle section of the finger bone out of the flesh, still alive and bleeding!

Seeing this scene and hearing the elven lieutenant's screams and curses, both Tures and Edsor turned pale. Lothric, however, eagerly approached Lu Ming, took the scalpel from him, and began to do the same to the lieutenant's right middle and ring fingers.