"Let's take a rest here. There are other people in front of us who are attracting firepower. If everything goes well, we may be able to defeat Fu Hailin without much effort."
Mikael stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the blazing flames spread in all directions, completely burning the area. The soil in the forest turned into mottled and cracked glass under the high temperature.
Although Mei Lian didn't know how Mikael was able to control the flames without using magic power, the inherent barrier of Fu Hailin could very well reduce their presence.
"Are we going to spend the night here?"
Dao En looked at the demonic trees around him and couldn't help but shudder. However, the land turned into glass under his feet has become a desperate place for life. The demonic trees turned into flesh and blood cannot take root here. It can barely be called safe.
Shelter.
"It would be in vain for us to walk far in Fu Hailin at night, but Mei Lian and I have no problem, but you may not. I think these magic trees will not let go of the midnight snacks delivered to our door."
Mikael said with a smile, but this smile looked somewhat malicious.
"Then let's rest where we are for the night."
Upon hearing Mikael's words, Dawn's face turned pale and he nodded repeatedly, like a chicken pecking at rice.
After a brief meal, Dawn got into his sleeping bag. After all, he was the only human being present and needed sleep to restore his energy.
Perhaps it was because the boss felt safe around him, or perhaps all the fatigue he had accumulated over the past few days burst out. Even in the dangerous black forest, he quickly fell into sleep and fell into a deep sleep.
The burning wood made a crackling sound, and the dancing flame became the only source of light in this dark forest.
"The taste of this wine...is really good."
He gently took a sip of the scarlet wine in the cup, and even though he was as picky as Mei Lian, he couldn't help but admire it.
This wine contains the mystery that belongs to the long-gone gods. In other words, this is the "sacred wine" enjoyed by the gods in legend.
Mikael was not surprised by Mei Lian's reaction. Even in the collection of "King's Treasure", this wine is the top one. After he defeated Gilgamesh and copied the opponent's spirit base
After that, naturally he also owns everything of the other party.
"I said, Mei Lian."
He played with the Holy Grail filled with wine in his hand. Of course, this Holy Grail was a high-density magic crystal that Mikael temporarily pinched with his hands, but it also had the function of granting wishes.
"When you invite me this time, is it to cooperate with your church in the complete crusade against Fu Hailin?"
"of course not."
Mei Lian said without hesitation that he was not noble enough to spend his own money to invite Mikael to work for the church.
But when he thought about the collection he took out, he felt a throbbing pain in his heart.
"I invited you here this time just for that fruit."
"What do you want something like that for?"
Mikael looked at Mei Lian curiously. As one of the top Dead Apostles among the twenty-seven ancestors, Fu Hailin Anasho could not be defeated with conceptual weapons alone. As fantasy species, they could not defeat him.
Only those who surpass their fantasy species can compete with them.
Moreover, Fu Hailin appeared so many times, and each time it swallowed up several towns. In order to maintain the reputation of the organization, the church also sent front-line combat troops to fight with it each time.
As a result, hundreds of years later, Fu Hailin has expanded to a radius of fifty kilometers, and its strength has more than doubled compared to the original. The "nutrition" provided by the church is indispensable.
Judging from the past, the church will not be able to successfully seal Anaxiu this time. At most, it will be delayed until the maintenance time of the inherent barrier ends.
Of course, it's not just the church, the Magic Association, Atlas Academy and Fang Panhai, but also countless magic organizations. They all sent elite troops to capture Anasio, one of the oldest Death Apostles.
However, none of them succeeded, and they all became nutrients for the growth and expansion of Fu Hailin.
Anasio does not distinguish between friend and foe, and all creatures that break into his inherent barrier are his blood-sucking targets. However, even so, there is still an endless stream of people who want to challenge this dark forest.
Legend has it that there is a big tree in the center of the Black Forest, and on Anasio's throne there is a red fruit, which is the blood sucked by the creatures that invaded the forest.
It is the only fruit formed by condensing the blood of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, or nearly millions of lives. It is said that eating this fruit can achieve immortality.
This is also one of the reasons that attracts more people to challenge Fu Hailin. Immortality is too tempting, and people who break into Fu Hailin are like moths fluttering into the fire. In the end, they can only live in false hope. lost life.
Although Fu Hailin has only appeared for two days this time, there are already more than 300 hunters who have entered the black forest, but they should be almost dead now.
What makes Mikael curious is what Mei Lian needs the fruit for. As an ancient dead disciple, he can already achieve immortality, as long as no accidents occur.
Wait, he suddenly remembered a rumor about that fruit...
"I see."
"Yes, it's what you think."
Mei Lian saw the expression on Mikael's face and naturally knew what the other person was thinking. He took a sip of the wine slowly and then continued.
"Anaxiu's fruit can not only prolong life, but if it has that fruit, Her Majesty's blood-sucking urges can also be greatly suppressed, so that she does not have to confine herself to the Millennium City."
"Her Royal Highness Princess Baiji...that Erquit Brunstadt."
Mikael said with a little regret,
"I have only heard of her name, but I have never seen her appearance, but she is the True Ancestor, right? Are you sure that Anasho's fruit will have an effect on the True Ancestor?"
Mei Lian frowned slightly. He had not considered Mikael's question. Although the Dead Apostles and the True Ancestors were generally considered to be vampires, their specific situations were very different.
The Dead Apostles suck blood for the maintenance of their bodies, but they are incomplete immortals. The True Ancestor wants to suck blood not because of the physical relationship, but because of spiritual factors.
But if you don’t give it a try, who knows if it will work.
"In that case, all we need to do is suppress the true ancestor's blood-sucking emotions."
Mikael said thoughtfully, as if he had thought of some brilliant idea, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"How about an operation on the soul? Cut out the part that involves the blood-sucking urge, so that the blood-sucking urge doesn't occur."
"How is it possible?"
The corners of Mei Lian's mouth twitched. Fortunately, he thought Mikael had thought of some practical and good solution.
"The blood-sucking impulse is the same as our emotions of hating or loving humans. Without this emotion, the entire existence would be incomplete."
"Why--"
Mikael sighed and said with a little regret.
"In other words, the true ancestor without emotions is the perfect form, but with emotions similar to [humans], [God] is no longer God, because He has weaknesses."
"It's okay for you to say so. The True Ancestor, who is a planetary spirit, can indeed be called a god."
Mei Lian nodded, agreed with Mikael's words, and then continued,
"The existence of the True Ancestor is like nature. Nature itself has no emotions. All it has is its beautiful appearance and will, so the world operates objectively."