"Serpent? I've been looking for you for a long ti!" Morgan shrugged his shoulders and charged directly at it. His warhamr swept horizontally from his side, aiming at the serpent's chest and abdon. Even if the opponent tried to block it, they would be sent flying by the trendous force.
"Morgan! Wait a mont!" Zilvra was just about to rush in to help him but found that Eryies was holding tightly onto her arm. The Desire Demon was still trembling all over, seemingly very afraid of the person on the opposite side, yet she wouldn't let go of her hands.
Morgan's attack, like the previous giant ape monster's, completely hit nothing. The serpent's body was like a mirage, not even existing. The dwarf's body passed straight through where the serpent was standing, and due to the massive inertia, he tumbled to the ground behind it.
Morgan rolled a few tis, grasping his warhamr and standing up again. "You snake monster, watch tear you in half!" He jumped high, lifting the hamr over his head and aid to strike the serpent's head.
"If this continues, it seems that communication will be impossible." The serpent raised its head and traced a square in the air with its hand. So unknown script quickly appeared in the fra, shining like magic runes. Before Morgan could dodge, he rushed into the fra and disappeared imdiately.
"Alright, ladies, we can speak without interruption now." The serpent clapped its hands and turned to Zilvra: "That dwarf has been temporarily locked away by and won't be hard. Besides, I don't want to have any conflict with Lynch—or should I say Wizde—and from the start, I was never your enemy."
"No! You're a villain! You're an invader!" Soka picked up the bow and arrow, aiming at the serpent's head. Seeing all of Morgan's attacks fall into emptiness, Zilvra naturally knew that the little angel's shots wouldn't be effective either. If he were to disappear like the dwarf, no one could guarantee what kind of torture they'd face where she couldn't see. The Drow lady stopped the angel's attack, blocking Soka behind her.
"If you understand , you'll know I am not a bad person." The serpent said: "Yes, to you, I am an outsider who incited a battle. But what you inwardly fear most is not the war, but the disruption of the old order. Humans, elves, dwarves, the millennia of history, have settled into the current structure of the Anriel World. The snake-n are the part of history that has been forgotten. Now, under my leadership, the creatures of this world will reach a higher standard of living, but before that, the old order must be broken. Any conservative and rigid elents cannot, and should not, block . You call an invader; I call myself a revolutionary."
As these words were spoken, the serpent no longer resembled the courteous young adventurer from earlier. Instead, it was like a beloved general giving a speech to rally his soldiers before marching off, his voice passionate. "How about it?" That voice returned to a humble and elegant tone, asking: "Why do you blind your eyes with misunderstandings and rumors? Can't you view all I've done with a perspective of truth and fairness?"
"You speak well, and what you say makes sense." Zilvra's response startled Soka, but she continued: "As far as I know, selfish people always use the most noble language of selflessness to disguise themselves, while behind the scenes, they engage in despicable and contemptible actions."
"That statent truly hurts my heart, but I admit, there are indeed such vile corners in the world." The serpent said: "My goal is to make those corners no longer able to hide."
"You've killed so many people! Their wives and families are suffering!" Soka pointed at the serpent and said: "You're an executioner!"
"What an adorable little angel, but you haven't opened your eyes to see this world clearly, or maybe Lynch has been protecting you, not letting you co into contact with those things he deems 'ugly'." The serpent, in the face of accusations, still appeared very calm, speaking slowly: "Little one, from the pure and kind power emanating from you, you must co from the prestigious Dawn Angel family. With your excellent bloodline, why aren't you my student? Although Lynch can surely teach you many things, he surely won't tell you this: the number of lives extinguished by the Dawn Angels every day far exceeds what I have done in ten years. Let ask you, those devils in Hell, who live perpetually in suffering and tornt, clinging to the faint hope of returning to the living world, why do you angels rcilessly slay them?"
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