Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

The sound of water in his ears, along with the suppressed moans of the fairy girl, made Samael smile.

Although he was the one who brought the person back, Murlian did not show the slightest displeasure. She chatted and laughed with Freya all the way, without any estrangement or strangeness. She did not mention the changes in the village outside the city at all, and even sent a set of clothes made by the Wind Clan.

But the more this was the case, the colder Samael felt.

Relying on friendship with Murlian is mostly unreliable; finding the Earth Clan Chief will likely be something they have to do themselves.

The ancient snake stroked its chin and pondered for a moment. After circling around, it turned around and went back to its room. It then closed the doors and windows, sat down at the table, poured tea and sipped it while activating the preset magic array diagram.

How's things going on your end?

The Great Cathedral, the stronghold of the Wind Clan, was packed with people in its magnificent halls.

The Great Sage, sitting back in the back row with his legs crossed, sensed the resonance of the ether, pulled up his white hood, snapped his fingers, and responded lazily with a series of yawns. He was clearly uninterested in this important matter and didn't care much about it.

"The person you're looking for is too good at hiding; there's been little progress..."

As they spoke, the surrounding air seemed to distort, and the noise from the outside world was shut out by an invisible barrier.

"However, we've had an unexpected bonus. Would you like to hear it?"

But as a faint chill emanated from the magic circle, the carefree slacker paused, straightened his back slightly, lowered his purple eyes, and looked at the magic circle engraved on the back of his hand, asking with great interest.

"I hope you can give me a reason not to beat you up..."

The Star Swordsman, residing in Gloucester, interlaced his fingers and cracked his knuckles, the sickeningly loud trembling sound echoing in Meryl's ears, accompanied by a chilling laugh.

"I discovered that there are quite a few human settlements in the Wind Fairy's territory."

Suddenly, the stagnation that had enveloped Meryl was significantly reduced.

It has to be said that this woman, though despicable, is undeniably clever. She always manages to teeter on the edge of death, precisely striking the balance between slacking off and having fun, making it difficult for Samael to find an excuse to punish her.

"Go on..."

Samael's expression hardened, his fingers spread apart, and his brow furrowed.

"They are very popular..."

The great sage answered meaningfully, his upturned lips forming a pleasant arc, and his stroking fingertips slightly tore open the magical barrier that isolated him from the outside world.

At this moment, the red cloth on the stage was unveiled, revealing the final auction item, and cheers and shouts came from all directions.

"I'll offer thirteen dragon teeth!"

"Trying to take it from me? I'll offer fifty phoenix feathers!"

"Shut up, all of you! Twenty primal god hearts! They're mine!"

"A 30-gram piece of mana crystal! Who can offer a higher price than me!"

A small fairy, completely shrouded in a black robe, jumped onto the seat, holding up a crystal the size of a fingernail, and proudly showing it off.

"Alright! Buyer number 155 has offered 30 KMana Crystals, valued at 2 million QP. Is there anyone else who can offer a higher price?"

"2 million QP once! 2 million QP twice! 2 million QP three times! Deal!"

"Starting today, the Georgia family of four will belong to buyer number 155 for a period of 3 years!"

On the exhibition stand, the wind fairy dressed in fashionable British attire gleefully declared ownership with a single hammer blow.

"Haha, I have humans too! You bunch of idiots, those are mine, don't you dare try to take them!"

Immediately, led by the fairy waiter, the buyer excitedly ran backstage to receive his own treasure.

In Gloucester, as the magic circle on the table gradually faded, the noise subsided into silence. Samael leaned back in his chair, repeatedly rubbing his aching temples and muttering to himself.

Auctioning off the right to coexist with humans? Those fairies in the Grand Cathedral are really creative.

But it must be said that, in a sense, humans are really popular with fairies...

The relationship between humans and fairies is similar to that between pet cats and dogs and humans, or even more intimate.

Human beings' rich emotions, and their godlike qualities, can indeed bring happiness to fairies.

However, this relationship is clearly unequal.

Tsk, the Great Cathedral...

It seems necessary to make a trip.

The ancient snake frowned, and could only make a note of the matter for the time being, intending to deal with it when it was time.

With no results from the Grand Cathedral, it's Morgan's turn to take over.

Meanwhile, in the northeast of the Nameless Forest.

A thick fog enveloped the area, and within a radius of dozens of miles, all the trees were broken and there were craters and explosion marks everywhere, clearly indicating that a fierce battle had taken place here.

Indeed, according to current intelligence, the insect plague seems to have first broken out in the Nameless Forest. The dense swarms of Naraku insects revived from the ground and built nests there, intending to awaken the many dead bodies buried there.

Fortunately, fairies are natural spellcasters and are quite sensitive to changes in the earth's energy.

Moreover, this place was close to the Earth Clan's territory. Before the Naraku Insects could emerge from their cocoons and cause an even greater disaster, the Earth Clan Chief used his talent to give an early warning and drive them away or eliminate them.

The insect plague began to recede from the nameless forest and spread to the outside world.

It is precisely because of this that the Nameless Forest has been able to remain so peaceful amidst the ravages of natural disasters.

However, the fairies' precautions were not entirely successful.

During that period, the resurrected remains of the dead began to emerge from the soil and attack the living creatures around them.

As a result, many nearby fairy villages suffered, and it wasn't until the fairies organized a large-scale cleanup that the awakened spirits were completely eradicated.

Morgan's trip was intended to find some clues to see how the Earth Clan Chief had dealt with the Naraku Insects.

After some investigation, the witch knelt down on the ground, looked down at the ground, and stared in a daze.

The soft, dark, shiny soil faintly exudes the stench of rotting flesh and blood. Casually turning over the soil reveals stark white bone fragments everywhere. The surface is covered with a thin layer of deathly aura, resembling mold, while the surrounding new vegetation grows ever stronger.

It seems that the deathly energy and filth have all become nutrients, absorbed by the surrounding earth energy and vegetation.

The witch picked up a pinch of soil with her slender, pale fingertips, held it to her nose and sniffed it carefully. Her tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and her eyes seemed to be deep in thought.

This ability... is it devouring and transforming?

Use the vitality of the earth to dissolve the death aura of the Naraku insects and the corpses.

It doesn't seem like magic; it's more like a fairy's talent. It can't be copied. It seems I can only ask Favor Viser for help.

"Come look! There seems to be something here, meow!"

A moment later, Morgan heard the call, got up and went forward to meet up with Habertrot, who was traveling with him.

Passing through the thick white fog, the witch arrived at a pit several tens of meters in diameter and leaned down to look down.

The place is triangular in shape, wider at the top and narrower at the bottom, like an inverted pear. For some reason, its outline gave her a strange sense of familiarity.

Meanwhile, the bone fragments distributed along the edge of the pit spread out like flower buds, exhibiting a peculiar sense of regularity, as if they were originally one entity.

At that moment, Habertrot was squatting in the center of the pit, picking up a piece of purplish-red flesh membrane from a pile of fragments of indistinguishable origin. After sniffing it slightly, he turned his head away and coughed in disgust.

"It smells fishy and stinky, and it looks a bit like... placenta?"

Morgan's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and he suddenly realized something. He immediately harnessed the aether and leaped up, looking down from a high place. His pupils contracted sharply.

No wonder it looked so familiar, this crater is... the shape of a fetal cavity?!

She created a similar container when she was researching artificial insemination.

The difference is that what I create with magic is a mold that fuses flesh and blood to provide nourishment for artificial life.

What we are seeing now is a spiritual embryo born from the cataclysmic changes of the earth.

The flesh membrane in Habertlot's hand should be the placenta!

Could it be that the Naraku Insects, which first appeared in the Nameless Forest, had some other purpose?

Something was born from this land of bones!

"Look what I found! A new discovery!"

Just then, the sharp-eyed Habertrot pulled a long, thin hair from the dried placenta and excitedly showed it to Morgan.

A few pinkish-purple hairs, as vibrant as if they had been stained with fresh blood.

She had seen that similar color somewhere before…

Morgan looked somewhat dazed, and the image of that small figure with a bright smile on her face in the dimly lit little house involuntarily appeared in his mind.

The intertwining of death and life caused a change in the earth's atmosphere, and the fairies who were transformed from decay to new life feared sunlight and lived by drinking blood.

I see……

Everything about that child can now be explained.

Having solved a long-standing mystery, the witch quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

“There’s nothing more to investigate here, Habertrot. Go back to Gloucester and pass on a message to my companions.”

After scanning the surroundings again to make sure there were no clues worth noting, Morgan summoned his fairy companion, who was on good terms with him, entrusted him with a task, and then the two parted ways.

As she left this land of bones, the witch turned her gaze to the desolate village shrouded in miasma to the northeast, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

What is lost in one place is gained in another.

Although they didn't get any news about the Earth Clan Chief, finding someone connected to the insect plague was a pretty good unexpected bonus.

Perhaps, that child might even help quell this calamity.

Bhavan shi...Bavan shi...

As Morgan murmured to himself, he couldn't help but recall their first encounter yesterday, and his thoughts drifted away.

Under the moonlight, due to the abnormal change in the earth's atmosphere, several dead bodies with stiff limbs and rotting flesh crawled out of the soil and staggered around, searching for living things.

The pink-haired fairy, cowering behind a rock, peered at the perilous outside world while tightly gripping the woman beside her who dared to wander into dangerous territory at night, preventing her from moving. Mustering her courage, she repeatedly whispered instructions...

"Wait a minute, I'll distract them. You run in the opposite direction, and whatever you do, don't look back!"

"Why did you save me?"

Morgan was quite surprised and asked in confusion.

"It's only right to help others when they're in danger!"

The pink-haired little girl, with pure and bright eyes, made a solemn promise.

"You are not afraid of death?"

"Who...who's afraid!"

The pink-haired fairy tried to appear calm as she answered, but before she could even move, her face turned deathly pale, her teeth chattered, and her hands and feet felt icy cold.

"How about I do it?"

"No! I can do it!"

The pink-haired fairy stubbornly suppressed the outsider who intended to replace her and go to "sacrifice himself," making a righteous promise like a warrior who generously went to his death.

At the same time, the girl carefully got up, stole a glance at the several hideous and rotting zombies outside, and kept muttering to herself, trying to hypnotize herself.

"Bavan Shi, you can do it! Doing good deeds will earn you everyone's gratitude, praise from the villagers, and universal adoration! I'm the most popular one!"

It's not the first time. It doesn't hurt when they bite you. Don't cry!

No problem! It'll definitely be fine!

Amidst the bizarre and absurd murmurs, the little girl named Bawan Xi, with her eyes closed, charged towards the horde of zombies with an air of utter self-destruction, not forgetting to warn them with a tearful voice.

"Run now!"

"Boom!"

However, instead of the expected sharp pain that was supposed to come, the rumbling thunder did not occur.

"Are you... alright?"

Realizing that there was no movement around him, Bawan Shi cautiously opened his eyes and looked at the undead bodies that had been chopped into ashes. He couldn't help but mutter to himself in a daze.

Immediately, the fairy girl, having regained her senses, hung her head and stomped her heels in place, looking utterly dejected.

"What? You're so amazing! You must have laughed at me so much for how pathetic I looked just now..."

"Winning by force is nothing to boast about; true courage lies in knowing you are no match but daring to advance..."

Morgan stood before the fairy girl, lost in thought.