Mist Empire’s Rise: Fake Noble to Fog Queen

Chapter 344 Mist Empire’s Rise:- 342: Thanks to Huli~Udon for the Divine Certification

Luo Wei pulled out the Hero's Sword and stored it in her spatial ring. With cramping fingers, she took out a handkerchief and pinched both sides of her nose through the cloth.

Her tiger's mouth area had also split open with several bloody cuts. She'd gripped too tightly while dragging the sword, slightly straining her interosseous muscles. But it was nothing serious—some rest would fix it.

After a few minutes, Luo Wei released her fingers. The nosebleed had stopped.

She lowered the handkerchief, turned, and walked to the box of magic stones in the corner, dragging it over.

The teleportation array had circular grooves she'd left for this purpose. She just needed to embed the magic stones one by one.

Luo Wei quickly placed the stones. These high-purity magic stones—worth a thousand gold coins each, dozens of times more expensive than gold—filled the teleportation array like cabbages in a field.

If she weren't short on magic power, she'd never use such rare materials meant for wand-crafting to fill a teleportation array.

Still, once she opened those magic stone mines in the future, this amount would be nothing. Luo Wei suppressed her reluctance, crouched down, and pressed her palm to the rune's center.

Magic power flowed into the teleportation array, rapidly lighting up each line segment. The magic stones released rich magical elements.

White light flowed through the grooves. In an instant, it connected the entire rune pattern.

A ring-shaped pillar of light rose from the teleportation array. Intense airflow burst from underground. Brilliant radiance instantly swallowed the girl at the rune's center. Her floating black hair also vanished in the wind.

The moment the light pillar rose, Luo Wei closed her eyes. Her body felt light as a fallen leaf, blown high by fierce wind, then spinning and rotating in the vortex.

The sensation of weightlessness numbed her entire body. Wave after wave of air surged from behind. She felt like a small boat lost at sea—sometimes pushed to the crest of hundred-foot waves, sometimes capsized beneath them.

After who knows how long, a floodgate appeared at the tunnel's end. This little boat was finally swept out of the spatial turbulence by the torrent.

The white light faded. Dawn's faint glow penetrated the treetops and fell on the ancient altar, illuminating the girl's snow-white skin.

A dewdrop fell from a leaf tip. Its cool temperature spread across Luo Wei's eyelid. She opened her star-filled black eyes, raised her hand, and her fingertip touched the moist trace.

Tall firs were wrapped in rain and mist. Damp stone pillars were covered with moss. In the quiet forest, only the drip-drop sound of dew hitting leaves could be heard.

Luo Wei rolled over and sat up from the altar, looking around.

It had just rained here. The grass, trees, and leaves were lush and dripping. The rune grooves in the rocks still held rainwater that had just soaked the back of her clothes.

The six magic stones still sat at the altar's center, though one had rolled a short distance away—probably kicked by some small animal passing through.

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Green grass grew thickly around the altar. Vigorous vines extended in all directions, encircling the altar with delicate white flowers.

The grass and soil on the ground showed no signs of being trampled—only a few small animal tracks. No one had been here in a long time.

Luo Wei withdrew her gaze and looked down at the teleportation rune beneath her feet.

This teleportation array could also reach the small town where the dark elves mined gold, but she hesitated about whether to use it.

Last time she'd come to the Misty Plains in a dream. In the dream, she was just a wisp of consciousness without a body, so she'd been rather reckless, carving the teleportation rune on the altar the dark elves had worked so hard to build.

If she teleported there now and the dark elf happened to be around the altar, wouldn't she be discovered the moment she appeared?

Though she'd come this time intending to talk with the dark elf anyway, suddenly appearing on the altar... well, she felt it would damage her dignity.

Luo Wei felt a bit regretful. Why hadn't she dressed up properly before coming? She'd come in everyday clothes without even wearing jewelry.

Clothes make the person, saddles make the horse. Without gorgeous gowns, how could she project nobility and elegance?

Should she use magic to create some smoke effects? Or use invisibility to give the dark elf a divine manifestation?

The dark elf's magic power was so much higher than hers. Using magic in front of him would be like showing off swordsmanship at Guan Yu's door.

After hesitating a while, Luo Wei gave up struggling.

Whatever. She'd call this "returning to simplicity." She'd just act a bit aloof later, and her aura would come through.

Luo Wei took out a small mirror from her spatial ring and tidied up her appearance.

There was still a bit of blood under her nose that she hadn't wiped clean—she quickly dabbed it with a handkerchief moistened with water. Her hair was also messy—she combed it smooth with her fingers.

Then she patted the dust off her body and straightened her skirt and sleeves. That should do it.

After finishing all this, she crouched down, preparing to activate the teleportation array to the alchemy town.

Magic power gathered at her fingertips. Before she could inject it into the runes, Luo Wei's vision blurred and she nearly toppled over.

Damn. She'd used up all her internal magic power. She couldn't squeeze out even a drop.

Luo Wei stood up silently, wiped her hands with the handkerchief, and looked up.

The only option now was to fly there.

With a ripping sound, huge white wings spread behind her. The wind they stirred made surrounding leaves rustle and sent her snow-white hair dancing lightly in the breeze.

Luo Wei's wings beat once, and she shot toward the misty sky.

Mountains stretched long, waters ran wide, forests spread endlessly.

Forty minutes later, a small town surrounded by green trees appeared a thousand meters below.

When Luo Wei saw the town, she could hardly believe it. She'd arrived so quickly—had her flying speed increased again?

After triple-checking that the town below matched the alchemy town perfectly in both layout and location, she slowed down and flew downward.

There were no dark elves on the mining mountain outside town, and no pedestrians on the town streets. The dark elf must not be awake yet.

Luo Wei flapped her wings and landed on the altar at the town center. Her gaze swept over the runes beneath her feet. "Huh?"

The runes here had also been modified by the dark elf, transformed from basic teleportation runes into complex advanced ones.

The dark elf was quite the rune modification expert!

Good thing the dark elf hadn't seen her carving runes, or he'd definitely wonder why a deity was so weak.

Luo Wei thought about what to say to fool the dark elf into believing she was the "Goddess of Death and Time" incarnate in the mortal world, while folding her wings and turning to look elsewhere.

This turn didn't matter—but she met a pair of eyes bright as obsidian and a three-dimensional face as dark as chocolate.

Luo Wei's right foot, about to step forward, froze. Her eyelid twitched hard twice.

Just how high was the dark elf's magic level? He was so close, yet she hadn't sensed him at all!

Looking at the white-haired, dark-skinned dark elf standing below the altar, frozen like a stone statue, Luo Wei chose to strike first.

"My believer, you still haven't told me—what is your name?"

She stood at the altar's height, holy wings hanging behind her, her hazy, delicate face looking down at him with gentle, loving compassion.

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