The Rebel Army advanced swiftly, led by three Marshals and eight Generals. With such a lineup, no one dared to obstruct their path.
The Demonic Queen Nylia, a woman of unparalleled beauty, lounged lazily on a couch within her chamber. She possessed a charm that could bewitch a person’s soul. Her figure was graceful and dance-like, her body soft and elegantly contoured. Her skin was snow-white, emanating a magnolia-like fragrance. Her deep, sparkling eyes seed to hold an irresistible allure. Her slightly arched eyebrows conveyed a hint of pride and mystery, making it impossible not to be drawn in. Her rosy lips, slightly upturned, oozed a captivating charm, as if recounting endless desires. Her long black hair was lazily spread over her pale shoulders, its slightly wavy locks swaying gently with her movents, adding to her nonchalant elegance. She wore a magnificent, luxurious purple robe adorned with gemstones and gold threads that flashed with a mysterious and dazzling aura. Delicate bracelets graced her wrists, and her fingers were studded with gemstones shimring with mysterious Magic Power. She emanated an irresistible allure and magnetism. Her presence was so captivating and bewitching that even her own brother, Larseis, had to suppress his rapidly beating heart whenever he saw her.
Upon seeing Larseis arrive, the Demonic Queen Nylia gracefully stretched out her slender arm and lightly picked up a cup of fine wine, saying, "Brother, the recent situation is not good."
Watching the liquor sway with a tempting color in the cup, Larseis replied, "Don’t worry, they are just a bunch of rabble. The Savage Ancient Forest will be their final resting place! I just didn’t expect so many traitors within our Imperial Army!"
Nylia gently placed the cup to her red lips, took a sip of the crystal-clear wine, then licked the rim of the glass with her tongue, a suggestive smile spreading across her face. "Although the betrayal of the Imperial Army was unexpected, it does provide us with an opportunity. Their internal factions are divided; we can use their conflicts and distrust to sow discord among them.
"The more suspicion and distrust there is, the more effective my Mind Demon Technique will be. I’ve already sent my illusion avatar into the Savage Ancient Forest in advance."
"Very good, Nylia. I’ve also made preparations," Larseis said. "I have mobilized my most elite guard, who are loyal to and willing to give their lives for .
"I have also secretly gathered so special talents from all over the Kingdom who possess remarkable abilities. I’ve dispatched so of them to the Savage Ancient Forest as well."
The Demonic Queen gently swirled her wine glass and elegantly savored the liquor, a spark of strategy in her eyes. "Perfect. With your manpower and my Demon Art, this ti, we’ll ensure none of them return alive!"
"However, I wonder what’s going on with the Ruthless Legion. They only set off after being urged several tis," Larseis said, recalling their peculiar behavior.
"The Ruthless Legion has handled so many things carefully; they shouldn’t have any problems," Nylia remarked, unconcerned.
"By the way, how has Her Majesty reacted recently?"
"How could she react? She stays in her palace all day long. Apart from eting the Grand Marshal after an assassination attempt, she has shown no unusual behavior at other tis. She’s behaving quite well."
"Good. But I heard that she has been stopping Erice from confronting the Rebel Army. Do you think she might be planning sothing?"
"She told about this. She said there’s a person in the Rebel Army who is a relative of a forr attendant of hers who deserted. This person might know her true gender. She’s afraid that if the Grand Marshal encounters that person and if she finds out about this, all three of us might not be able to handle the situation."
"So that’s her reasoning," Larseis mused. "In that case, it indeed makes sense to keep the Grand Marshal confined to the Imperial City.
"If we truly reach a point where we can’t resist these guys, it wouldn’t be too late to ask the Grand Marshal to intervene. After all, she never disobeys Her Majesty’s orders."
While Larseis was complaining about the Ruthless Legion, Randy and his allies had already geared up and set off. They had also received a lot of information before leaving, including the preparations made by the Demonic Queen and the traitorous minister. Now, they were heading to the key location before the final showdown: the Savage Ancient Forest!
On the side of the Rebel Army and the Imperial Army, before they entered this forest, Albert had already warned everyone that it was the most likely place for unexpected events to occur before reaching the Imperial City, reminding them all to be extrely careful.
The Savage Ancient Forest was an ancient and dangerous place, shrouded in dense trees and lush vegetation. Ancient trees, like giants, stood tall, their thick trunks intertwining to form an impassable green labyrinth. Dense branches and vines intertwined, forming layers of natural barriers that completely obscured one’s line of sight. Entering this ancient forest was like stepping into another world. Sunlight was heavily filtered by the leaves, with only weak threads of light reaching the ground to cast mottled shadows. The gaps between the tree canopies were filled with dense ferns and climbing plants, making it difficult for sunlight to penetrate, which filled the forest with a dim and mysterious atmosphere.
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