Chapter 77: Ten Underground Planes and Three Deep Sea Planes
"Brought it?"
Ivan didn't prepare an opening statement, and he didn't need to.
"Brought it."
The plain white robe knew what Ivan meant, and he wanted the two elves.
"At this."
A ray of magic power passed through, and the two elves flew in front of Ivan one after the other.
"Are these two?"
Ivan looked at the elf who was once as tall as his ant, but now could only reach one-third of his height. The earth-shaking difference in strength and strength made Ivan a little surprised.
"Yes!"
The plain white robe and the fiery red flame looked at each other and replied respectfully.
"You can just go and do your work. I will summon you if I have something to do."
Ivan waved his hand casually and then calmed down.
"Yes, Lord God Envoy!"
"Yes, Lord God Envoy!"
The plain white robes and the fiery red flames all left together, but judging from the sneak peeks, they were very curious about what Ivan, the envoy of the gods, wanted to do.
"Wake up."
"I won't bother torturing you."
Ivan looked at the elf sisters he met during his first time travel and suddenly shook his head with a smile.
"嘤?"
"here it is?"
Illya and Ilima woke up one after another.
They each looked around, feeling a little confused.
"I am the ant I once was."
"Now your master."
Ivan was not mentally prepared for the two elves. He spoke straightforwardly about the causes and consequences.
"Ant? How is that possible?"
"It's you! No, I won't go back."
Illya's reaction was disbelief, while Ilima's pupils shrank in horror.
"Regardless of whether it is possible or not, you need to tell me now, what is going on with that scroll? And what plane coordinates do you all know?"
Ivan answered Illya's question and ignored Illima's fear. He told the question he wanted to know, and then actively controlled the bodies of the two elves to sit down.
"Wait, how can I move on my own?"
Illya was shocked!
"No, please let us go!"
Ilima was familiar with this kind of arrangable control, and she was trembling all over, afraid to move.
"I won't hurt you, but in exchange, you have to tell me everything you know."
A little impatient, Ivan decided to speed up the progress.
"What do you know?"
Illya is still confused.
"I beg you!"
Ilima continued to beg for mercy.
"That's enough! Tell me what happened to the scroll that sent us here, and the plane coordinates that were passed to the wizards!"
Ivan's time does not matter, but the value of his time now is more than a hundred times higher than before. Tens of millions of people are waiting for his decision, and millions of people are listening to his will.
He didn't want to waste time on two elves.
To him now, the elf is of no importance.
What matters is their secrets.
"I have no idea!"
Illya was completely blindsided by Ivan's roar.
"I, I said! As long as it doesn't concern me."
Ilima was frightened by Ivan, completely panicked, and stopped insisting.
"Very well, you say."
Ivan glanced at Ilia, who knew nothing, and then knocked her unconscious.
"Say it."
Seeing Ivan knocking Ilya unconscious in an instant, Ilima's pupils shrank rapidly, but this time she did not beg for mercy, but tremblingly told everything she knew.
"That's what the Elf Dragon told me."
"She could travel through dreams, on the night when I first woke up from this world."
"She told me that if I want to control my own destiny, no longer be trapped by you...you, and return to the Elf Oasis."
"I need to release the world coordinates of the plane where the alien demon is located to you, so that you will mistakenly think that the coordinates are the Dragon Wilderness."
"I don't know where those coordinates will send you and the people here."
"I'm just following the instructions of Master Elf Dragon."
Ilima finished telling everything she knew.
There are no surprises and no content.
This time, the plane coordinate trap was indeed instructed by someone, no, to be precise, it was a head giving instructions.
But this kind of unexpected answer is not what Ivan wants, he wants to know more.
"I heard that you have many plane coordinates, how much do you know?"
Ivan panicked casually. He didn't know that the elf had grasped the plane coordinates.
"This, I..."
Ilima was hesitating, while Ivan was shouting in his heart: "Holy shit, is it really possible!?"
"Legend has it that Lord Elf Dragon holds the coordinates of the ten underground planes, and the plane that belongs to her alone is called the etheric plane."
"She is one of the ten major underground cities, the city lord of Ether City."
"But she didn't tell her the coordinates of the plane she was in. Even though occasionally we can see Lord Elf Dragon, no one has ever seen the etheric plane she mentioned."
As Ilima spoke, she secretly looked at Ivan's face. She was so scared. She was so afraid that what she had done would offend Ivan. She didn't want to go back to that dark space again. It was too scary. That would be better than letting her be...
The mounts are scary.
"anything else?"
When Ivan heard this, he already knew where to get the coordinates he wanted, but he felt it was not enough.
He still needs to know more.
"I also heard that there is an adult in the misty forest where we have the coordinates of the three deep sea planes."
"It is said that he was once a member of the deep sea."
"I just came to the Dragon Wilderness for an unknown reason, and that reason is unknown even to Lord Elf Dragon."
Ilima told the last information she knew about the plane coordinates. She had no more information.
"Well, I can see that you only know so much."
"Then, your next task is..."
"Take us to your plane!"
These words sounded in Ilima's ears like a devil's whisper.
She wanted to refuse, to forget, to never hear.
But she heard it, couldn't forget it, and couldn't hide from it.
In such a dilemma, how can she choose?
"You have no choice."
"Let's go, I'll take you to get ready."
Ivan saw Ilima's thoughts, her evasive eyes, and her fearful look.
"No...."
After calling out feebly, Ilima also fell asleep.
"You are really becoming more and more like a devil."
The figure of the chip appeared in Ivan's mind, and his chuckling words were like a villain who succeeded in his prank.
"...Perhaps, I have already been."
Ivan recalled the expression on the elf Ilima's face. He had no reason to tell himself that he was not a devil in her mind.
"Then since it's already happened, will you do it more thoroughly?"
Chip smiled cutely, as if he could read Ivan's thoughts.
"You know everything and you still ask me?"
Ivan rolled his eyes. This person lived in his heart. What didn't he know?