The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1528 438: Hope Amid the Ruins (2)

A burning arrow pierced the silent night sky and landed precisely in the center of the village.

The explosion of sparks startled the surrounding ratmen, who instinctively tried to flee, only to find the ground beneath them shaking violently, collapsing the tunnels they had dug.

The entire spellcasting action was done in one smooth motion.

[Ye Zhiqiu] smoothly shifted the position of the magic wand in his grip and immediately began to chant the third spell.

"Swift as the Wind!"

The green airflow wrapped around the legs of the four players, especially the two lizardmen charging at the front, whose speed increased significantly.

"Haha! Where are you looking? Your pig-headed grandpa is here!" The Pig-headed Knight excitedly shouted, swinging his battle axe and stomping forward like a war chariot, crashing straight into the pile of rats.

"Squeak squeak—!"

"Lizard, lizardmen?!"

"How is it possible! Didn't those things sign an agreement with our boss?! How could they suddenly attack?!"

"No! No, wait! These lizardmen seem different!"

The ratmen screamed shrilly, grabbing rusty daggers and stone throwing ropes, trying to stop the lizardman warrior wielding a battle axe.

However, before they could react effectively, another lizardman holding a sword and shield charged from their flank, sending numerous ratmen flying.

A mouse priest raised the withered bone staff in his hand, pointing at the lizardman wielding a sword and shield, chanting a spell in a high-pitched voice.

"Lizard thing! Die! Die—gah!"

But before he could finish his spell, a streak of dark light silently sliced across his neck, causing the malicious curse to instantly turn into shooting blood that splattered all over the ground.

At the same time, a blazing fire dragon suddenly poured in from the direction of the village entrance, fiercely crashing into the center of the ratmen, dividing the battlefield and utterly destroying their morale.

"Eek eek eek—!"

"These lizard things are crazy!"

"Quick! Retreat!"

The ratmen screamed in panic, dropping their daggers and stone throwing ropes, scrambling towards the forest on all fours.

Watching the fleeing figures, [Pig-headed Knight] couldn't help but curse.

"MMP! You scared the monsters away, how am I supposed to harvest now!"

Damn mage!

Snatching experience like this is too sneaky!

No wonder he levels up so fast!

Emerging from the darkness, Yiye Zhiqu touched his imaginary nose bridge, smiled slightly, and said.

"I guess you meant to say MVP."

He intentionally scared the ratmen away, with the purpose of finding their lair.

Just now, he had already used Black Iron Level undead magic "Shadow Mark" to mark three ratmen.

Unless they can break the spell.

Otherwise, as long as they remain within a five-kilometer radius, he will be able to track them down no matter where they hide.

Intuition told Yiye Zhiqu that the "main storyline" of Twilight Province might be hidden within these mysterious ratmen...

...

Outside Sparrow Wood Castle, guards holding torches were patrolling, while candlelight flickered quietly in the guest room deep in the tower.

Helen Moonblade appeared quietly before Luo Yan like moonlight imprinted on the stone bricks of the castle walls, kneeling with one knee and reporting respectfully.

"Lord Demon King, the task you assigned has been completed!"

Her voice was crisp and efficient, showing no trace of the fatigue accumulated over the days of travel.

"After continuous casting by the Dark Night Elf Mage Group for two weeks, the one million acres of land planned around Wheat Field Village have been effectively restored and fertilized."

Luo Yan turned a page in the unfinished draft of the "New Testament" in his hand, nodding calmly as he gave authority and praise to the work of the Gray Wind Tribe.

"You all have done well, and I will not forget your merits. However, this is just the beginning. Subsequently, refugees from Sparrow Wood Castle will return to those abandoned villages, and then we'll need your hard work again to assist those human clan farmers."

"As you command."

Helen answered simply, with no hesitation.

Yet, having completed her report, she did not immediately withdraw but instead hesitated for a moment before asking in a slightly puzzled voice.

"Lord Demon King, I do not question your orders, but... Allow me to ask boldly, why do we spend so much magic power to help those who believe in Saint Sis? They are not worthy of your favor; their current suffering is merely retribution for the frenzied folly from a thousand years ago!"

When voicing these words, Helen's feelings were extraordinarily complex.

Dark Night Elves' epics differ from humans; although their histories record real events, more emphasis was placed on the foolishness of Saint Sis and the Dragon God attempting to eliminate death.

Actually, if Luo Yan were to evaluate, they were not foolish at all; they successfully conquered the Old World.

If not for a certain Zeta person getting scared by the so-called "advanced civilization" and hallucinations after seeing chaos, perhaps the lizardmen of Gana Continent would be sitting at the victor's table now.

However, Luo Yan had no obligation to defend his pets' honor, nor was he interested in explaining the truths hidden within epic to his subordinates.

As the subordinates of the Demon King, they only need to look up to his towering figure and then follow him staunchly.

"...The people here, though nominally still believe in Saint Sis, the doctrine they actually follow no longer has much connection with the Church Court of the Holy City."