Chapter 380: Between Black and White (Request for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 380 Between Black and White (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Kong Sha’s attack was even more terrifying than Sol had imagined.

By now, Sol realized that he hadn’t underestimated Kong Sha, but had underestimated the head of the Elf King that she had obtained.

She seemed to have borrowed the power of this head to forcefully order the Ancient Soul Eater Demon Swamp to launch an attack on the palace where it should not set foot.

The furniture that suddenly “came to life” inside the palace rushed forward to resist the attack of the tentacles.

But how could they be a match for the huge tentacles that were several meters thick?
Within a few moments, many pieces of furniture fell apart, falling to the ground in pieces.

The gate of the palace could no longer squeeze so many black tentacles, and one tentacle directly squeezed through the wall next to the gate.

The sturdy wall collapsed under the huge impact, and along with it, it overwhelmed those active furniture decorations.

Soon, at the gate of the palace, almost the entire wall was crushed, and Kong Sha, who had been standing outside the gate, finally took a step at this time and entered the palace once again.

Regardless of how fiercely the tentacles and furniture beside her fought, Kongsha’s pair of beautiful eyes kept her eyes fixed on Saul.

There was not the slightest shift.

Seeing Kong Sha enter the palace’s range, Saul immediately backed up and directly took off, heading towards a subsequent hall, charging straight ahead.

Behind him, furniture constantly appeared, blocking the flying tentacles for him, only with the ability of the furniture, it could only help him delay for a few seconds.

“Luckily, Kong Sha has the Soul Devouring Demon Swamp, so I’ve at least found a helper.”

Borrowing the resistance of the furniture set up in the palace, Sol finally flew to the last hall.

However, he froze for a moment when he arrived here.

The two staircases in the last hall had all disappeared!
“The stairs have all disappeared, so you still want me to bring the treasures here?” Saul felt ridiculous in his heart, “Luckily, I never put my hopes completely on others either.”

He landed on the ground and turned around.

And at that moment, Kong Sha had already walked nonchalantly to the eighth hall.

The two looked at each other across the archway.

Kong Sha looked at Saul’s calm expression and also felt amused.

In her eyes, at this point, Saul was already desperate, yet he still had to hold on to his composure.

She wanted to see Saul reveal a terrified expression, just like the way he knocked on his bedroom door back then.

“Do you know why I took away the elf’s treasures and still managed to last here for most of the year?”

Saul silently mobilized his mental body, magic surging through his entire body, “It seems I underestimated the treasure you stole.”

With the help of the Ancient Soul Devouring Demon Swamp, it was impossible for Sol to fight Kong Sha head on.

He stared closely at Kong Sha as well as the Ancient Soul Devouring Demon Swamp probing behind him, wanting to attack but restrained by Kong Sha, and his magic power converged towards his hands.

Now, to defeat Kong Sha, he could only create another battlefield.

However, Saul was about to cast his sorcery when the pressure in the air around him suddenly increased dramatically. It was as if he had come underwater several hundred meters in an instant, and the skeletal muscles of his entire body were making unison sounds of unbearable protest.

At the same time, the walls around the hall collapsed outwards, sending up clouds of smoke and dust.

The wall above Saul’s head suddenly pulled up and flew to infinity, never to be seen again.

Kong Sha, who was confronting him in the eighth hall, along with the black tentacles behind her, also disappeared when the smoke dissipated.

In a breath, Saul’s front and back, left and right, and the top of his head were surprisingly all replaced by a pitch-black color.

However, it was clear that there was no light, yet he could see everything in front of him.

His feet were still on the masonry floor of the ninth hall. The patterns and cracks hadn’t changed in any way.

In the darkness around him, there seemed to be eyes cast from far away.

“This is …… “Saul was surprised again, this ninth hall had suddenly turned into a place he was very familiar with – a platform of consciousness!
If it wasn’t for the fact that he hadn’t yet closed his hands, if it wasn’t for the difference in the platform under his feet, and if it wasn’t for the lack of starlight above his head and all around him, Saul would have really thought that he had entered the Consciousness Platform ahead of time!

But he knew that this was not it!
While Saul was vigilantly observing his surroundings, countless heavy voices resounded in his mind.

The moment he heard those voices, Saul’s head hurt as if it was going to explode, and he couldn’t support himself at once, falling to one knee and barely holding on to not get down.

Those voices were still desperately squeezing into his head, like continuing to pump air into a balloon that had clearly inflated to its limit, and Saul only felt that his brain was about to be squeezed into mush.

Fortunately, those chaotic and disorganized voices were gradually adjusting, and the misplaced rhythm returned to neatness little by little, and Saul also finally understood the meaning of those words. It was High Elf language!
He hadn’t learned this language, and it was the masters of the voices who forcefully shoved this language into Saul’s brain through thousands of repetitions and channeling.

“Take the king …… out of the valley …… and find the …… half-elves …… “

“Take the king …… out of the valley …… find …… the half-elf …… “

But despite the fact that Thor had been forced to learn an extremely complex language of sorcery in a matter of seconds, the speaker’s sanity wasn’t entirely sane.

Thor, while he could understand every word now, didn’t quite comprehend their intentions.

Did they want him to leave the valley with the head of the elf king, or with Konza?

If they wanted the head or Kongsha to leave in the first place, then why did they close the valley and trap these apprentices for most of the year?

And who is the half-elf? Where would he be?
And most importantly: what were they going to do if Saul didn’t agree?
“Brother Saul!” Suddenly, Penny’s voice also sounded in Saul’s mind.

It spoke the same High Elf language.

Its voice sounded very distant, as if the two were communicating on a phone with extremely poor signal, and Saul was forced to put on a pair of earplugs.

“Penny!” Saul struggled to give a response.

“Brother Saul …… can’t take …… out!”

“Absolutely not!”

Penny’s blurry voice sounded as if she was in a hurry.

“You mean you can’t take the Elf King’s head out?”

However, in the next moment, Penny did not respond to Saul again.

“Take the king …… out of the valley …… find the …… half-elf …… “

“Take the king …… out of the valley …… find …… the half-elf …… “

All that was left around Thor again were the chaotic, out-of-tune voices that continued to ring out as if issuing orders.

He unfolded the diary in his head, enduring the immense pressure around him, and asked Agu, who had changed back to black pages.

“Is this place the same as the black room you were once taken to?”

Agu saw the outside world through Sol’s sharing, and he immediately wrote excitedly.

[The room I went to was completely black, I couldn’t see anything. But master, I recognize the voices! This is definitely the same room where I was taken to issue orders!

“This room clearly disappeared after I chose to twist the stairs. It seems to be deliberately avoiding me, but why has it suddenly appeared again now, and issued a quest that’s the complete opposite of the Pure White Throne?”

The scene where Kongsa led the black tentacles into the palace appeared in Sol’s mind.

The two sides were clearly in confrontation.

“Could it be that the elves of the Four Seasons Forest have also split into two factions, and now that the power of the Pure White Throne has been suppressed due to Kongsa’s invasion, that’s why the black room appeared to forcefully issue me a quest?”

Thinking of this, Sol felt a headache.

“In other words, even if I lured Kongsa over, the Pure White Throne doesn’t have the power to retrieve its treasures?”

“You order a dish, I cook it, and then you want me to feed it to you?” Sol was left speechless, “If that’s really the case, then I might as well just accept the Black Room’s quest!”

Of course, Saul was just sputtering, his intuition told him that something like the Elf King’s head should never be brought outside!
Right at this moment, the darkness surrounding Saul was suddenly drenched in white. The black and white unexpectedly devoured each other in front of him, and this space shook and became extremely unstable.

“Wow!”

As if the sound of a mirror shattering, in the next second the black and white intertwined background worlds had turned into fragments and disappeared.

Saul was back in the ninth rotunda of the palace.

But in the next second, a cone-like ice prong suddenly pierced his left arm.

Saul, who hadn’t yet recovered from the illusory world he had just been in, was brought down at once.

The ice prong’s momentum did not decrease, and it directly pierced into the masonry floor, nailing Saul hard to the ground.

Second shift!

(End of chapter)