Chapter 243: Return to the Throne Tribe
The master is truly too powerful.
Last night, she had already experienced it in bed.
It is extrely foolish to oppose the master.
Getting up, Li ng walked to the window.
"I'll contact you when I need you!"
Hearing this, Tabitha, who was drying her hair, looked at the master.
With just one glance, she noticed that the master at the window had already disappeared.
Tabitha hurriedly went to the window and looked outside.
On the bustling street below, only the lively crowd was moving about.
The master had vanished, already gone.
Standing by the window, Tabitha touched the collar around her neck.
The expression on her face was one of conflicted emotions.
Once a High Priest of the Holy Church, she was now her master's slave girl.
Although still alive, was all this really worth it?
Perhaps she should die, to die with dignity.
"Die?"
Tabitha's face turned pale.
She silently turned away from the window without a word.
The news of the Holy Church's envoy delegation being attacked quickly spread throughout the Irisis Principality.
This news caused an uproar among the human nations.
The Holy Church held a special position among the human countries.
The Crystal Temples, which were scattered across towns and cities, were all part of the Holy Church.
Yet soone had dared to attack the Holy Church's envoy delegation.
When the news broke, many believed it was false.
But it was soon confird.
It was true—the Holy Church’s envoy delegation had been ambushed and completely annihilated.
The destruction of the Holy Church's envoy delegation set off undercurrents among the human nations.
But none of this mattered to Li ng anymore.
After leaving the West Wind Inn, Li ng set out on his return journey.
Irisis Principality, Twilight Forest.
Afternoon, a certain part of the forest echoed with loud rumbling sounds.
In the dim forest, nurous vines lashed out toward Li ng like whips.
A massive tree seed to co alive.
It was thicker but shorter than the surrounding trees.
[Magic Tree]
[Level: 71]
[Strength: 89]
[Defense: 91]
[Agility: 0]
[Magic Power: 57]
"Why aren't there such interesting things in Goblin Forest?"
Li ng looked curiously at the thrashing Magic Tree.
He extended his right hand, mimicking a handgun gesture.
A yellow magical glow gathered at his fingertip.
A stone bullet shot forth with a whistle.
The stone bullet crossed over thirty ters instantly and struck the Magic Tree.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, the Magic Tree was pierced by the stone bullet.
A huge hole appeared in its trunk.
The magical core inside the hole was shattered.
The Magic Tree withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a withered husk.
"Just a bit too weak!"
Shrugging, Li ng continued walking through the forest.
"For you, Master, the Magic Tree is naturally no more than an ant. But for ordinary adventurers, it’s a rather troubleso creature. A single misstep could lead to total annihilation!"
Xiao Bai’s words reminded Li ng of sothing.
This wasn’t his first encounter with a Magic Tree.
Previously, he had found so remains at the roots of the Magic Trees he had encountered.
There were animal and magical beast remains, as well as human bones.
The next day, still in the sa forest.
Watching another Magic Tree wither away, Li ng scratched his shiny head.
"Did that girl die again?"
This ti, only a day had passed since the last reset.
Not paying it much mind, Li ng continued venturing deeper into the forest.
Li ng trusted that Wang Yuani could rely on her wits to overco the challenges.
If every death reset required his intervention, that little girl would have no reason to exist.
Li ng would capture her and turn her into a sleeping beauty.
Three days later, the Ogre Mountains.
On the peak of a certain tall mountain, Li ng gazed into the distance.
The vast expanse of the world unfolded before his eyes.
"Looks like she cleared it in one life!"
Since the death reset three days ago, there had been no further resets.
This indicated that the little girl had relied on her intelligence to resolve the crisis.
"Goblin Forest, your king has returned!"
Looking at the endless forest on the other side of the mountain, Li ng roared.
His voice was deafening, with a touch of dramatic flair.
The next mont, with a loud "bang," the figure on the mountaintop shot into the sky and disappeared into the distance.
The next morning, at the Throne Tribe.
A green-skinned figure erged from the western forest.
Seeing the familiar wooden walls of the Throne Tribe not far away, Li ng grinned.
"Nothing beats the feeling of coming ho!"
At this mont, Li ng had removed his black robe and cloth wraps.
Wearing only a pair of shorts, he was bare-chested.
"The king is back! The king has returned!"
Excited cries erupted from the wooden walls of the Throne Tribe.
The goblins on the walls gazed fervently at the green-skinned figure approaching from outside.
Though small in stature, every goblin knew it was their king.
For only their king exuded such an intoxicating aura.
"King! King!"
The goblins on the walls shouted enthusiastically.
Hearing the cheers, Li ng grinned.
"Boys, I’m back!"
Li ng roared, his voice thunderous.
"Wow!"
The goblins on the walls responded with an even more raucous frenzy.
The heavy western gate creaked open slowly.
Amidst the gaze of countless goblins, Li ng entered the Throne Tribe through the western gate.
"Where’s Gobu Sheng?"
Walking through the western district, Li ng was surrounded by curious onlookers.
Goblins crowded the main path, jostling to catch a glimpse of him.
A large goblin scurried forward, bent over with a flattering smile.
"King, Gobu Sheng went out hunting!"
"Can’t sit still, huh?"
With Li ng’s return, the Throne Tribe bustled with excitent.
It wasn’t until Li ng reached the inner district that the noise began to subside.
"King!"
At the entrance to the throne hall, Li ng saw Margarita.
She had changed out of her leather armor and into a platinum spider silk gown.
The slightly translucent gown perfectly outlined her alluring curves.
It added an air of nobility to her.
She smiled faintly, her eyes fixed on the approaching king.
Margarita’s attire left Li ng sowhat stunned.
Especially her chest—those two peaks, barely concealed by the gown, were srizing.
"Margarita, you’re gorgeous!"
Standing before her, Li ng grinned, openly expressing his admiration.
Margarita smiled lightly, bowing her head while covering her chest.
"As long as the king likes it!"
Li ng grabbed Margarita’s hand and led her into the throne hall.
He then hurriedly ascended to the third floor and entered the sleeping chamber.
"K-King, it’s still dayti!"
Margarita’s cheeks flushed as she glanced at the large bed.
Li ng wrapped his arms around Margarita’s waist.
The softness pressed against his chest filled him with contentnt.
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