Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

"Ah? How could this be... What a pity... I've never seen a place like that in my life!" Adele immediately wailed unwillingly. She was the god who possessed the power to walk in the void - why could a reckless person like Elsa, who didn't delve into magic, go to such a wonderful world? She also wanted to go there, it sounded like a lot of fun.

I feel a little bit unwilling to accept it, but unfortunately, I can't win.

Elsa skipped the topic and asked, "Have you ever been to the dream world when I wasn't asleep?"

"No, I've tried, but as long as you're not here, I can't find the entrance to the dream world."

"That's strange."

Elsa had a vague premonition that the world she saw in her dream might be more complicated in nature.

How could a person's dreams contain things they hadn't seen before? Elsa had learned a lot from Becky over the past few days, and what she could confirm was that Becky's past was exactly the same as what Elsa had seen in her dreams. However, Becky had never told Elsa any of this, which meant that everything Elsa had seen in her dreams wasn't just a dream, but reality.

Then the existence of the dream world itself is very suspicious.

As Elsa pondered this, she suddenly realized something. She looked up, her gaze piercing through the layers of snow and wind, and immediately saw several figures emerging from the snowy plains in the distant suburbs. They were wearing cloaks and robes, leading deer. After leaving the winery, they began to identify the direction and quickly looked in Elsa's direction.

Of course, they couldn't see Elsa at all. They were just checking the road to Bolmo. It would be easy to get lost in the white snow.

With a little effort, Elsa was able to see the faces of those people under their cloaks.

Silver hair, red eyes—a vampire. And above their heads, a bird circled. It was also Tricia's familiar. Unlike a crow, it specialized in intelligence gathering and reconnaissance, constantly monitoring the movements of the vampires.

The place they left was the winery mentioned by the tortured vampires. There was no doubt that these vampires were Tate and his group.

"These guys finally couldn't hold back anymore."

Elsa stared at the figures rapidly approaching the port of Bolmo. Several days had passed since she received the intelligence, so it was strange that these vampires finally couldn't sit still until now.

What made Elsa feel strange was that there was one among them who was not a vampire, nor a human blood slave, but a woman with an awkward body shape. Her body was wrapped in a thick robe. Although she was standing upright, her body proportions were extremely disproportionate, and she seemed to be walking quite unsteadily.

The deer was prepared for her. She rode on the deer's back with difficulty. The others walked in the snow, and the group headed towards the port of Bolmo.

"Gah-"

A low and short crow cry came from the direction of the west coast. Flying rapidly, it brought up a gust of wind that shredded the snow and snow, accompanied by bursts of whistling sound - for it flying at full speed, it only took a few seconds to pass through a large city.

It dived down, spread its wings and stopped abruptly beside Elsa, landing on the ground. It cleverly kept a distance from Elsa. For a familiar like it that was summoned with magic essence as its body, Elsa was definitely a terrifying creature that could not be touched.

"quack--"

It flapped its wings, as if it had something to say. Obviously, when Tate began to move, the vampires lurking in the port also finally began to act, and the crow naturally noticed it all.

Elsa was about to wake up Tricia, but Tricia had already woken up and sat up.

"It seems they are making some moves."

Tricia's clear eyes didn't look like someone who had just woken up from sleep.

……

Meanwhile, Tate stared grimly at the birds flying overhead.

Ever since he had a conversation with the mysterious demon, he had noticed this flying bird. This bird did not eat, drink, or sleep, and was not afraid of wind and snow. He naturally guessed that it must be a familiar sent by the sage.

It can be said that Tricia's surveillance of them was almost obvious. Tate was not stupid, and he could certainly understand the meaning of it. It was both a condescending look and a warning - this forced him to restrain his men and stop them from attacking those humans, including the humans who once lived in the winery. They had now become blood slaves. Although their blood had been sucked, at least their lives were safe for the time being.

Tate's situation is now quite desperate. He finally feels from his own experience the difficulties that Alman once experienced when he decided to escape and migrate. This is partly due to the information brought by the mysterious man.

This feels very awkward.

Very frustrating.

When everything seemed to be on the verge of success, he discovered that it had already fallen into the hands of someone else, the invincible Elsa and the Sage. However, even after realizing all this, Tate's only choice was to continue with the original plan and carry it out. This way, he could live a few more days. Otherwise, he would die.

The other party hasn't made a move yet, not because he is truly kind, but because he is waiting for an entry point that will only cost the lowest price.

Perhaps, the only way out is to fight hard, just as the mysterious man said.

In the team, the other vampires were all dejected or worried.

Over the past few days, they gradually discovered some abnormalities, such as the abnormal movement of Bolmo's ships, the inexplicable disappearance of companions, and the abnormal blockade of the port. It was obvious that the place where they fled had long become a dead end. They had long lost the chance to survive the disaster at the beginning, and they had no confidence in escaping from here.

Everyone turned their eyes to the girl sitting on the deer's back - they knew that she was the mermaid girl of the sea tribe, or the merman, whom the leader had obtained from a mysterious man in black, and she was also the key to crossing the Storm Sea this time.

At this moment, the girl's eyes were filled with hatred, she said nothing, and there were faint scars on her cheeks. It was obvious that she did not come here willingly.

Merfolk like her have human bodies and fish tails, and live in the deep ocean. Their whereabouts are hard to find. Even for these old antiques who have lived for a long time, most of them have seen a living merfolk for the first time, and they don't know how the mysterious man caught her.

Under the girl's robe, the wet sea water was gradually freezing in the wind and snow. The vampire woman who was leading the deer beside her would come forward in time to keep her warm with flint - this step was not necessary, but Tate was worried that she might get into an accident, so he sent someone to wrap her in a thick cotton jacket soaked in sea water to keep her moist and keep her warm with flint at all times.

"Chief... I feel like we've been watched ever since we left the winery..."

A vampire said.

"Shut up."

Tate shot the man an impatient glance.

Who could fail to notice the bright sight above their heads?

But what the man wanted to say was that another gaze from the direction of advance seemed to penetrate the snow and wind, and it was an inexplicable feeling of fear - facing Tate's unfriendly gaze, he could only shut up.

Somewhere further away, two figures were hiding behind mirror magic, watching all this quietly.

It was Brucifa and the tall guard who had always been by his side.

"They looked like they were going to their execution ground."

Brucifa showed pity on his face and spoke as if it had nothing to do with him.

His guards remained silent, just staring in the direction of Tate and the others.

"Go tell Ascherlo that the Storm Sea is about to welcome a new guest. I hope the power of the ancient gods can make that nun suffer."

A vast underwater relic is buried beneath the Storm Sea. It is said that its owner was once the sea god who ruled this sea area. Of course, this legend is not a huge secret. It is better to say that it was the Holy See that made it all public. Of course, that was decades ago.

At that time, the Holy See certainly could not have guessed that all this would eventually become a weapon in the hands of their evil demons, right?

Originally, this weapon was intended to counter the Western Continent's naval fleet in the war fifty years ago, but before it could be used, news of the Demon King's death arrived, so it has remained in storage until now.

Tonight, perhaps we can see the greatness of the power of God.

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535. Temple (7K2)

Ascelus left after receiving a message from Brutus.

When he left, Alessa was sleeping soundly, so Aschero left a familiar to watch over her. When he left, he also set up a hidden magic barrier that covered most of the fishing village.

From outside the barrier, the naked eye couldn't detect anything within, and even if the sage Tricia were to probe, Aschero was confident she wouldn't be immediately exposed. As a Trickery General, Aschero had this confidence—even though her soul was now incomplete, she had once been a formidable opponent to Tricia, the previous Trickery General, Minchis. Honestly, as both transcendental mages, she and Tricia were old rivals. They had a good understanding of each other, and each held a hidden hand.

When Aschorus arrived at the agreed coast, Brucifer had been waiting there for a while. In addition to Brucifer and his guards, there was also a mermaid waiting on the coast. Facing the wind and snow, the scales on the mermaid's tail reflected ripples of light - it was Randall. Since his last meeting with Aschorus, he returned to the tribe to carry out the task assigned by Aschorus. So far, everything has gone well.

When he saw Ascherlo, Bruciefa's always arrogant face suddenly melted away.

"Mr. Aschero, it is an honor to meet you here."

He bowed, and the tall guard following him knelt on one knee to show respect.

Aschero's status among them is unquestionable, because the current "Demon King's Army" can be said to have been secretly established by Aschero. No one knows Aschero's origins, not even other demon generals. They only know that she inherited the mantle of the cunning demon general, holds a large amount of heritage left by the demon king in her hands, and is loaded with extraordinary wisdom and strategy. No one can see through her, but the decisions she makes and her own strength make all the demon generals convinced, and they implicitly follow her as the leader.

Even Brucifa, who thinks highly of himself, has his reasons for doing so, but he also has to admit that Ascherlos is wiser than him.

Therefore, he only obeyed the orders and dispatches of Ascherus.

The fishman Randall also immediately prostrated himself on the ground to show his loyalty.

"How's the situation?"

Aschero looked at Brucifer.

"Tate and the others have already entered the port. I'm sure they'll set sail soon," Brucifa said, reporting. "But I don't dare get too close to the port to observe, for fear of being spotted by the nun and the sage. So, I'm a little worried that Sister Elsa might kill them before they even get on board..."

"Don't worry, wherever the sea breeze blows, it's all under the authority of the Sea God."

Aschero looked confident of victory.

Brucifa nodded in agreement.

"Your Excellency is wise. Your wisdom and planning will surely shine brightly on the road to our race's revival!"

He has no psychological burden in flattering others.

Aschero glanced at him and shook his head. "I'm not exceptionally resourceful, but I possess abundant resources and secrets. Without them, all my efforts would be in vain. All of this was seized by His Majesty the Demon King for the demon race. We should use it with reverence and determination, and use it with caution where it is most appropriate."

As he said this, Aschelo sighed.

In fact, many of the things in Aschero's hands were taken away by the Demon King in the battle to capture the holy city. There are more than one holy objects among them. This is her confidence.

Without the huge resources seized by these demon kings, enough to overthrow one side, how could these "remnants of the defeated army" be qualified to challenge the Church and the Empire?

However, Brucifa attributed all the credit to her wisdom and planning.

too naive.

Aschero couldn't help but sigh. "Now, our demon race is in decline. Defeating that nun and sage fairly, or preventing the growth of this generation of brave warriors and saints, is simply impossible. The power of the Church and the Empire is growing stronger, while the cards we can use are dwindling. You must understand this."

"Yes, we must also do our best."

Brucifa showed a firm and serious look for the first time in a long time.

Aschero did not continue the topic. Her perspective on the issue was different from others, and her goal was not to truly revive the demon race.

The demon clan is doomed, and this decline cannot be reversed by her own efforts.

She asked, "Did you send the mermaid to them?"

"Yes, I did as you instructed." Brucifar lowered his head.

Aschero then looked at the beautiful mermaid who had been silent beside him and said, "Randall, where is the mission I gave you?"

"I have placed the holy objects in the temple and offered sacrifices as you instructed."

"That's enough. The Sea God will protect his people, especially those with his bloodline," Aschero said, confident in his plan. "The Sea God's Palace will bring her to the throne. As for the others around her... hehe, if you dare to harm his bloodline, you will bear the Sea God's wrath."

Aschero looked out at the sea. She really wanted to know what would happen to Sister Aisha when she faced the supreme power of God?

Bruce Law looked a little surprised.

"That mermaid is a descendant of the sea god?"

He had no idea about this; he was just following Aschero's orders step by step.

"It can be said that although her blood is thin, it is sufficient."

"She's our princess, and the purest bloodline of the past hundred years," Randall explained to Brucifa. She was clearly instrumental in the capture of the elusive and mysterious mermaid.

Brucifa glanced at Randall: "So, she is your sister."

"We of the Sea Clan respect bloodlines. We don't have clan ties like you demons and humans do. Even my father's only criterion for selecting his concubines was simply the nobility of his bloodline."

Randall still kept his head down, but there was no emotion in his eyes, as if he was just talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

This is indeed the case. If the sea people did not respect the nobility of blood, then their mermaid lineage would never have become the royal family of the entire sea people. Within the entire sea people, there are many groups whose strength is greater than that of the mermaid lineage.

Brucifa couldn't help but feel disgusted.

As the current Silver Demon General and the most outstanding leader of the Silver Demon Clan, he always regards the revival of the clan as his own responsibility, and especially looks down on guys like Randall who are willing to sell out his own people just to seize the throne.

Brucifa decided to skip the subject and looked at Aschelo instead.

"I have a heartfelt request."

"Want to see the princess?"

Aschero certainly knew what Brucifer was thinking. Facing Brucifer's eager gaze, she thought for a moment and continued.

"I'll take you there, but only you."

Brutus is an important chess piece. In order to make Brutus continue to work hard, appropriate incentives are necessary, so Ascherlo decides to let Brutus meet Alesha.

"Of course! It's an honor!"

Brucifa was ecstatic.

He grew up listening to stories about the Demon King and his generals, and his worship and admiration for the Demon King was deeply rooted in his bones. Unfortunately, the Demon King's army was defeated before he grew up, and he was unable to fulfill his ambition to serve the Demon King. Now that he had the opportunity to meet the Demon King's daughter, he could no longer control his inner enthusiasm.

As the daughter of the Demon King, Her Royal Highness the Princess must have inherited the Demon King's will and will eventually lead the demon clan to rise again and dominate the continent like Your Majesty did, right?

Brucifa's lifelong wish is to become a minister assisting the princess, conquering the demons for the world, and regaining their glory. He constantly looks forward to that day. Before that, he must remove obstacles to the princess's return, such as Sister Elsa and the sage who should have died long ago.

Looking at Brucifa's excited expression, Aschelor frowned slightly without showing any emotion.