Margaret looked at the massive golden light sphere ahead, and spoke word by word,
"Therefore, the Weaver of Destiny can best help him escape death’s pursuit ti and again, hence, the World Tree secretly bestowed this most precious divine creation upon the Elf King. Besides this, the Elf King has also used other thods to fight death. First, he needs the Transferee, he said there is chaos in my body that can combat the order of death and life; secondly..."
As Margaret spoke, the sky above suddenly started to shower down layer upon layer of pink flower petals.
They were peach blossoms.
Each blooming peach blossom fell from the sky like raindrops on a calm lake, creating ripples that gradually dispersed the Shadow of Destiny surrounding them.
The image, forcefully maintained by so power before their eyes, gradually beca stagnant, blurred, and slowly dissipated. A closer look revealed that the power maintaining the Shadow of Destiny now is strikingly similar to the power that shielded it earlier, both being that golden light of destiny.
And as the peach blossoms enveloped above fell, gradually dispersing the Shadow of Destiny, the scene before them changed accordingly.
In front of Fisher and the others was the slightly open entrance to the No Door, leading to the Elf King’s bedchamber, but at this mont, the dazzling golden light of the Weaver of Destiny was gone.
"Mr. Fisher, what happened?! Why... Margaret and Uncle Chun are both gone?"
Fisher looked around at the Jianmu Palace, which seed even more desolate and dilapidated compared to the Shadow of Destiny, and was suddenly struck with an extrely ominous feeling.
He did not speak, but extended his hand, watching as the peach blossoms from the sky fell into his palm, their cool petals imdiately felt by him.
At this mont, Fisher felt his heart sink to the bottom of a valley, as he seemingly understood the ins and outs of the situation.
"..."
He closed his eyes, sighed, and slowly clenched the peach blossom in his hand.
Behind him, Tangze Asuka sensed the low pressure emanating from Fisher, and dared not speak, but Mikhail looked around and asked Fisher,
"Fisher, what’s the situation now? Why does this scene keep changing? Is this another layer of Master Tao’s Shadow of Destiny?"
Fisher shook his head in response, gritting his teeth and looking coldly at the open No Door, then stepped through it,
"...Follow ."
Mikhail imdiately followed, and Tangze Asuka, after glancing around and finding Margaret and Chun genuinely missing, also urgently followed Fisher and the others.
Entering the No Door, without the glaring light of the Weaver of Destiny, they could clearly see the scene within the Elf King’s bedchamber.
In the wide area in front of the bedchamber, there were densely planted enormous trees, the trunks of which were a bizarre bluish-black, yet deep within them a slight crimson glimred.
The trees had no leaves but were filled with smooth red fruits.
Tangze Asuka leaned closer, initially curious about what kind of fruit it was, but as she moved closer, she suddenly noticed sothing peculiar.
Between the wrinkled bark of the trees, small gaps could be seen, allowing Tangze Asuka to spot eyes, fingers, and other organs densely packed within.
Her face turned pale imdiately, a feeling of nausea suddenly surged through her, and she covered her mouth, stepping back several steps and squatted down, retching.
As her face turned to the ground, she abruptly discovered that even the green bricks on the floor of the Elf King’s bedchamber had been stained crimson, not to ntion the soil below.
"Mr... Mr. Fisher, those trees! Ugh!"
Mikhail glanced over and began feeling a tingling on his scalp; he couldn’t believe his eyes as he swept over those giant trees, imdiately becoming at a loss for words.
"These aren’t trees, they seem to be a kind of parasite...parasitizing a pile of corpses within, using their nutrients to bear fruits? It should be like that, but I don’t know the specifics, beneath the ground are countless branches of these things, and there are even more corpses underneath..."
Fisher struck the tree with the Fluid Sword, and where it ruptured, a dense mist of blood sprayed out, followed by a mixture of various demi-human or human organs with the sap of the parasitic trees.
Watching the mass of liquid, Fisher finally understood why not a single living creature was seen in this vast Jianmu Palace and finally realized why the Elf King enjoyed procuring slaves over the years.
With a cold expression, he glanced at the smooth red fruits on the trees above, speaking word by word,
"This is what Margaret ant, the third thod the Elf King uses to sustain life. He used a secret technique of the elves to cultivate life-preserving fruits by combining living creatures with these plants, consuming them to strengthen his body. With these three thods, no wonder he has lived so long despite death’s pursuit..."
Tangze Asuka held her mouth, her face pale, and said,
"How... can this...ugh! But if it’s been like this for half a year, then what’s happened to the Elf King in reality, Margaret and Uncle Chun, what exactly..."
Hearing this, Fisher’s expression grew colder; he looked up toward the bedchamber and walked step by step toward the serene chamber from which a weak cough faintly resounded.
As he stepped up the stairs, Fisher increasingly realized what the situation was,
"Reality? From the beginning, Master Tao tricked us, what was lost in Jianmu Palace was never the World Tree Tear, and despite its value, in comparison to what Margaret actually stole, it was rely a trivial byproduct.
"What Margaret actually stole was what the God created, the Weaver of Destiny. No wonder they concealed the information so well, with a True God Position item lost from the Tree Continent, they had to cover up the truth at all costs..."
Fisher watched the peach blossoms floating down around him, his inner turmoil clear as day, as all of them were now trapped in a deadly trap set by Master Tao,
"Margaret stole the Weaver of Destiny and erased this past, a cri of irrediable severity for the elves. Given Master Tao’s vast divine skills, although she might not know who the real traitor is, she definitely knows where Margaret went. The reason she hasn’t acted to reclaim the Weaver of Destiny must be because Margaret has maintained a strategic balance through so thod, preventing these Dukes from taking action."
No matter what Fisher deduced, it seed absurd, impossible to predict such an outco, yet he didn’t slow his pace, sprinting toward the Elf King’s bedchamber while explaining the truth to the two companions behind him who still seed clueless,
"So from the mont she encountered us, she concealed the truth; she indeed doesn’t know who the real traitor is, but she definitely knows where Margaret went. Her real reason for wanting us to enter the Barrier was for three outcos: one, if possible, we could find the real traitor, but even if not, it didn’t matter, as her main goal was the other two...
"Using our hands to kill the Elf King, and then, to kill us."
Tangze Asuka froze on the spot, her high school ntality completely overwheld, leaving her unable to comprehend the situation at hand,
"Kill...kill the Elf King?! How... but we’ve never even seen the Elf King, how are we supposed to kill..."
Fisher expressionlessly arrived before the dark bedchamber, gazing inside at the sole gigantic bed, where a frail, yet Rank-terrifying figure lay weakly.
Fisher paused for a mont, then biting his teeth, said word by word,
"You will see him soon because at this mont, we are already in reality."
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