This necromancer is going to seduce the beautiful girls who are already dead.

“Still struggling in its death throes…” Medellin’s expression hardened, and he charged down at Gylvia.

Now dressed in civilian clothes, Gylvia only had a short dagger at her side, yet her gaze was still like that of a tigress as she watched Medellin rush towards her. She raised the dagger in her hand, pointing it at Medellin.

"The council doesn't want me to hurt you, but it doesn't forbid me from doing so either, Queen Gylvia. If you're wise enough, you shouldn't continue to resist now. The gap between you and me can't be bridged by courage. I believe your reign as queen has taught you that." Medellin didn't rush towards Gylvia's dagger; he wasn't keen on touching that sharp dagger with magic-resistant metal.

"Are you a member of the Council of the Dead?" Gylvia asked calmly.

“That’s right, I was sent by the Council of the Dead, specifically to invite you to the Council.” Medellin chuckled. “Come with me, you can’t escape now.”

"Do you know who you're making an enemy of?" Jivia threatened coldly. "The Abyss promised me my safety. You kidnapped me; aren't you afraid that the Council of the Dead will be wiped out by him?"

“Hehehe…Your Majesty, you’ve told me the funniest joke I’ve heard all year. If the Council of the Dead were just an ordinary group of necromancers, the Abyss might actually be able to wipe it out. However, our organization is full of talented individuals with special abilities. Each one of them could give the Abyss a headache. How could he possibly ‘annihilate’ us?” Medellin was unfazed by Gylvia’s threat. “We’ve never been afraid of being enemies with the Abyss. After all, we’ve been mortal enemies for a long time.”

"Did you bring me to the Council of the Dead to take me hostage?" Gylvia asked again.

Medellin shook his head, then nodded: "Hostages? Yes, perhaps they will be our hostages. We need to have the Abyss come and have a good talk with us. However, unlike ordinary hostages, we will not guarantee your safety."

Gvia frowned slightly: "What are you going to do to me?"

“I’ll give you a blessing from the evil god, and grant you some power you’ve never had before.” Medellin laughed as he spoke. “Hahahaha… You’ll definitely love that power. I look forward to the day when you become enemies with the Abyss and personally plunge this dagger in your hand into his heart.”

Gylvia looked at Medellin coldly, but she remained calm. As a queen, she was much more composed than women her age.

She continued to ask, "Is the Lord of Delusion hiding in the Council of the Dead? Does that mean He dares not go out now?"

"He is indeed under the protection of the Council of the Dead, and no one else on the continent has the same ability to protect an evil god as we do. We are mutually beneficial. The Lord of Delusion is in the shadows, while we are in the light—we have only one goal, and that is to destroy the Abyss." Medellin pointed at Gylvia opposite him. "Are you still fantasizing that the Abyss will suddenly appear and rescue you? The Fallen Shadows are our territory; he can no longer cause any trouble—alright, enough nonsense, come with me?"

"It seems I have no other choice." Gvia seemed resigned to her fate and threw the dagger in her hand to the ground.

"Hehe, so obedient, that's good." Medellin stepped forward, first using a slowing spell to slow down Gylvia's speed, then using bone magic to control her bones again.

At that moment, he suddenly revealed an evil smile.

"Tsk tsk tsk... You barbarian woman, you have a really good figure. It's a waste to give it directly to the council. Let me enjoy it, okay?" He shoved his hand into Jivia's arms.

"How are you feeling?" Givia asked.

"Phew...that's good, that's good..." Medellin's face showed a satisfied expression, nodding in rapture, "You barbarian do have some civilized qualities after all...wait...what's going on?"

"What's wrong, Mr. Necromancer?"

"You... how come you have no heartbeat?!" Medellin suddenly shouted.

Chapter 241 One Step at a Time

When Medellin looked up again, he found that the original Gvia was gone, replaced by a smiling boy. His hand was on the boy's chest, but there was no heartbeat coming from that thin chest.

"Hey, we meet again, old...old man." Abyss's smile was as bright as the sun. He grabbed Medellin's wrist, and at the same time, all the magic stored in Medellin's body was absorbed by Abyss.

"Ah! You are the Abyss!" Medellin was terrified when he saw the Abyss. He was like a frightened bird and instinctively tried to shake off the Abyss's hand and run away, but the Abyss's hand was like a vise gripping his wrist, and he could not break free no matter what he did.

“That’s right, I am the Abyss. You never caught your target from the start.” The Abyss’s expression gradually turned cold. “My acquaintances are all under my protection now. Did you think I would leave some low-level flaws for you? Did you think you were particularly clever and could always outsmart me?”

"Let me go! Let me go!" Medellin, who had once fought the Abyss (or rather, been utterly humiliated), was now terrified. He struggled desperately in the Abyss's grasp, screaming, "The Council of the Dead will not let you go!"

"Let you go?" Abyss released his grip immediately.

Medellin was suddenly released, and while desperately fleeing towards the Abyss, he fell flat on his face. Ignoring his disheveled state, he scrambled away into the distance. Unable to use magic, he could only run on his severely undertrained legs, making for a very awkward run.

He ran frantically for a while, but all his strength was exhausted, and he fell to the ground again.

At that moment, Abyss leisurely walked up to him, squatted down, and looked at him with pity: "How are you? Are you a little calmer now?"

Medellin looked up in fear at the Abyss before him.

He never expected that the kidnapping operation, which he thought would proceed without any problems, would suddenly turn into a kidnapping where the target changed from Queen Gylvia to the Abyss. The Abyss's acting was so convincing that he didn't notice a single flaw.

He had heard about Queen Gylvia's relationship with the Abyss from various rumors. Some folk tales said that the Abyss was Gylvia's best friend, some said that the Abyss was Gylvia's mentor, and some even said that Queen Gylvia had not considered marriage because she still had feelings for the Abyss.

The Abyss had witnessed his lewd and scheming behavior towards Gylvia. Now, he felt only fear. He knew the Abyss wouldn't kill, but that didn't ease his mind even slightly. After all, as a seasoned mage, he knew many ways to inflict unimaginable suffering.

"Aren't you surprised? You captured Gylvia to lure the Abyss to your territory to die, but Gylvia turned into the Abyss directly. You succeeded in one fell swoop. Congratulations." The Abyss grabbed Medellin by the collar and unceremoniously dragged him off the ground. "How about it? Aren't my chests nice to touch?"

"No... I didn't... I didn't..."

"Since you've already told me a few things, now tell me the whole story." Abyss sneered, then tossed Medellin aside. "Is the Lord of Delusions currently in your Council of the Dead? What is His/Her status?"

Medellin saw an opportunity to redeem himself and kowtowed repeatedly as if grasping at a straw: "I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything! Please have mercy! I don't know the specifics of the situation... but I do know that the Lord of Delusion is hiding in the Council of the Dead for safety, and now He is directly under the protection of the Three Venerables!"

"What abilities do the three Venerables possess?" Abyss asked.

“I don’t know the abilities of the Three Venerables either. They are the three most powerful and mysterious necromancers. It is said that they are over a thousand years old, and their lifespan far exceeds that of humans and even elves. They may no longer be purely human.” Medellin immediately replied, “No one has ever seen them use their abilities, because those who have are all dead—and even in death they cannot find peace, their souls are confiscated.”

"Hmm...you weren't lying, that's good." Abyss nodded. "The Lord of Delusion hid in the Council of the Dead for safety? I remember you two were cooperating before, why is the Lord of Delusion suddenly hiding? What is He afraid of?"

“I really didn’t know this…” Medellin said, his voice trembling with tears. “Although I am one of the council members of the Undead, I am not a core member. The council members are divided into three levels, and I am just on the outermost edge. I am not qualified to participate in higher-level discussions…”

“Hmph, I understand this kind of arrangement, after all, we're all necromancers.” Abyss wasn't flustered by Medellin's lack of knowledge; instead, he nodded. “No secret is absolute in the eyes of a necromancer, and the Council of the Dead understands this best. So rather than letting someone know a secret and then keeping it a secret, it's better not to let them know in the first place. If you were a higher-ranking councilor, I might be able to pry more information out of you right now.”

"Do you have any other questions? I will answer them to the best of my ability." Seeing that Abyss was not asking him any questions, Medellin became very uneasy and quickly said to Abyss in a flattering manner, "I know you have the ability to detect lies, so I certainly won't lie to you."

"Are there any other people on other missions besides that rookie the council sent to cover your operations?" Abis thought for a moment and asked.

Medellin shook his head: "No, our operation this time was just a test... Even if there was anything, I'm not qualified to know."

"So you really want to lure me to the Council of the Dead? What methods have you prepared?" Abyss asked again.

Medellin shook his head again: "I don't know either, but I did hear that one of the three Venerables plans to deal with you personally."

"Why doesn't he come here to deal with me instead of making me go over there first?" Abis tilted his head. "If I refuse to go, wouldn't he look like a clown?"

“They’re convinced you’ll go,” Medellin said. “Because we’ll stop at nothing to force you into our territory; kidnapping your acquaintances is just the beginning.”

"Hmm, that's quite interesting." Abyss smiled slightly. "I do have a few minor questions, but I don't intend to ask you any more here. How about we move somewhere else? There's free food and lodging, you know?"

"Where?" Medellin was overjoyed.

"Go to jail." Abyss grabbed Medellin by the neck, channeling chaotic magic into his body, instantly dispelling his fake Underworld and returning him to the real world. He then threw him into Helheim.

Chapter 242 Threat Eliminated

Medellín was turned into an ordinary person by the Abyss and thrown into Helheim's new prison.

Originally, as a city-state that adhered to the principle of equality and where everyone lived in harmony, the City of Eternal Night should not have had state apparatuses such as prisons. However, in order to conveniently detain some criminals captured by the Abyss, the Grey Elves eventually took the lead in building a huge underground prison in a place far away from the City of Eternal Night.

This prison can accommodate enemies of all sizes, with a maximum capacity of one thousand people. There are no prison guards, only magical puppets created by the mages of Eternal Night City to ensure the basic survival of the prisoners.

The prison conditions weren't particularly harsh; those inside had food and drink, lived in single cells, and underwent daily arduous labor, their bodies were magically repaired to heal any damage. However, no matter how strong someone was before, everyone entering the prison was stripped of their power. Those who used battle aura would undergo physical modifications, rendering them unable to use it, while those who used magic would have their magic cores disrupted, preventing them from storing magical energy. Furthermore, there was no magical energy within the prison available for mages to absorb.

The prison is now complete and operational. Medellin, who was just thrown into Helheim by the Abyss, is imprisoned here after being tried by the Grey Elves. He has committed many evil deeds in the past, so he cannot be released until the Grey Elves have served his one thousand-year sentence.

Abyss returned to the reception room of the Palace of Eternal Night and went to be with his retinue and Sheila.

“Abyss, your idea this time was really good.” Rebecca said immediately as Abyss returned to the room, “You captured the enemy in one fell swoop.”

"I just used some experience from my previous meeting with that old guy." Abis smiled and sat down in a chair in the reception room.

Flora brought him a cool drink, which Abyss took and drank in one gulp.

“Their Dark Realm is similar in effect to yours, but it’s still a knock-off, and the quality is far too poor.” Leona said smugly from the side. She didn’t care whether the ability came from the Abyss or was her own; she now considered herself and the Abyss as one entity.

“Yes, that’s right. Their fake Dark Realm is susceptible to interference from anti-space magic arrays, which is their most fatal weakness. As long as I create a detection array based on this principle, I can know when someone has used this fake Dark Realm to sneak in,” Abyss said with a smile.

What Abyss did this time was simple. Based on his experience fighting the old necromancer and his apprentice, he quickly developed a magic array that could detect the nearby underworld strongholds and arranged for his men to set it up in the places where all his acquaintances were currently located.

Because all of this was done in Helheim, he didn't waste much time. The magic circle also detected the old necromancer Medellin, who was stealthily approaching Gylvia, from dozens of kilometers away.

Abyss quickly switched places with Gylvia, taking her place and lying in wait in her palace. Sure enough, the enemy who came to kidnap her arrived.

What happened next goes without saying. Most importantly, Medellin never had a chance to send any distress signal to the Council of the Dead. In about a day or two, the Council of the Dead would realize the problem. At that point, in their eyes, not only had his mission failed, but his fate was also unknown.

This will be a considerable deterrent to the Council of the Dead.

Meanwhile, Gylvia has been arranged by Abyss to be in the City of Eternal Night, where she is enjoying a long-awaited feast in a restaurant.

“I have prepared alchemical golem substitutes for all my acquaintances. They can use the substitutes to act these days, while they can hide themselves with potions,” Rebecca said to Abyss. “Now I don’t have to worry about my acquaintances being kidnapped. I am confident that the Council of the Dead will not be able to find those who have drunk my invisibility potion.”

“I have no doubt about it,” Abis said with a smile and a nod.

“I’ll protect the gathering,” Agnes said at this moment.

The Druid Gathering also had Agnes's sacred tree as its protector. This tree was intimately connected to Agnes's will; she could manipulate the enormous tree at any time, using unimaginable magical power to incinerate all enemies. With so many people at the Druid Gathering, Agnes's method of protection was clearly more efficient.

“Shall we go see Gylvia?” Flora said with a smile. “Since there’s nothing to worry about now, I think we can go see her. Gylvia seems quite happy to be in Eternal Night City.”

“Oh, that’s the restaurant Flora took Gylvia to just now,” Leona explained to Abyss.

“Of course, let’s go see Gylvia. I’ve missed her quite a bit since I haven’t seen her for so many days.” Abis snapped his fingers and stood up from his chair.

……

In the City of Evernight, there's a small restaurant run by a wood elf. From its decor to its dishes, everything is in a natural, organic style, making it very popular. This is the restaurant that Jivia visited this time.

Logically speaking, for a queen like Gylvia to come, a banquet should be held at the Palace of Eternal Night; it would be inappropriate to have her eat at a small restaurant. But Gylvia didn't care about that. The City of Eternal Night was too new to her. Coming here felt like her first time visiting the Western Empire. Compared to that, she was the real "country bumpkin."

“Mr. Abyss!” When Gylvia saw Abyss enter, she was eating a whole roasted chicken at the table. Several ancient-looking undead were around her, and they seemed to be having a very pleasant conversation.

"Your Majesty, do you find the food in Eternal Night City to your liking?" Abys asked with a smile.

“You don’t need to call me Your Majesty. We can just call me Gylvia in private. I’m not so shameless as to ask you to use honorifics with me.” Gylvia waved her hand with a smile. “The food here is so delicious. I have a hard time getting good food in the palace. As the Queen, I absolutely cannot let anyone know that I have a habit of overeating. In order to maintain my image, I can only make do with this.”

“I thought you’d be a little afraid of the undead, but you seem to be getting along well with everyone.” Abyss glanced at the undead around Gylvia.

These deceased were no ordinary people. One was the king of a small ancient country, known in history as a wise ruler. Another was a famous diplomat, and the third was a renowned philosopher who laid the foundation for the political thought system of modern mainland China.

It seems that Gylvia wasn't just busy eating; she's met so many impressive people in such a short time, and she's planning to learn about the art of governance here.

Chapter 243 Matters Concerning Ancient Books

“Eternal Night City is truly a wonderful place; I don’t even want to go back.” Jivia looked at the undead beside her, appearing very happy. “I met these seniors at the restaurant. They are all very kind people and shared a lot of experience with me. Now that I’ve just become queen, I really need this kind of experience. I don’t know how to thank them enough.”

The diplomat waved his hand dismissively: "Hey, this is just something we brag about when we eat together. There's no need for thanks. We just hope you can take good care of your country."

“I definitely will.” Jivia nodded, then took another bite of the juicy roasted chicken.

Several empty plates were already placed next to Jivia, indicating that she hadn't had a proper meal in a long time. This was quite a cruel test for a food-loving girl.