Although the elven leaders had long since been prepared for this, Elf Empress Harloys' reappearance was still quite astonishing.
She had appeared together with more than ten incarnations. After greeting them, she immediately continued with her unfinished work.
There were thirteen identical Elf Empresses. Some were dealing with documents, some were conversing with other elves, some were planning large-scale events, and one was preparing basic infrastructure construction. All the witnesses were astonished to see that the thirteen Elven Empresses' work efficiency had increased by 1300%.
It wasn't that there were no incarnations or clones in this world. Gods and demons would often use such methods. The main body would remain in their Divine Kingdoms or lower planes, while their clones would cause trouble in the mortal plane. Once the main body was killed, they would immediately abandon their clones, which wasn't a huge loss. Mages also had spells like Elemental Incarnation and Magic Illusion.
However, other people would only be able to control a limited number of clones at a time. Typically, each clone would have less than half of the main body's power. Even the weakest clone would have 10% of the main body's power (regardless of dimensional laws). Even if the main body had enough power, it would still require talent to multitask. In order to precisely control the clones, the main body would often have to enter a deep slumber.
Although it seemed like the clones had increased efficiency, since they shared the same mind and spirit, those who needed to use their brains would still use their brains, and those who needed to use their hands would still use their hands. It was actually quite meaningless.
Meanwhile, Harloys had obviously broken through her bottleneck. Not only did these ten incarnations appear, but they were also capable of communicating with each other. It was as if she had ten additional people.
Was she assassinated? Had she died? Harloys didn't explain. As the highest-ranked elf, there was indeed no need for her to explain.
She was simply using her actions to tell others that she had already died, and that she had surpassed the limits of death. It wouldn't be so easy for her to die again. This was more than enough to frighten any ambitious person with ill intentions.
"You want to assassinate me? You're welcome to try again. "
An undying ruler would likely cause his successor to go insane. However, the elves were currently incredibly unstable, so her undying nature was a reassurance. At the very least, as long as the Elven Empress could maintain her rationality, the new Elven Empire wouldn't collapse internally.
At first, I had thought that she was only pretending. But when I discovered that she was truly working at ten times her normal efficiency, I was truly shocked.
Even I was unable to comprehend her multitasking abilities. When I asked her about it …
"Ahem, actually, I've only just discovered that I have this ability. I'm not using it to scare people. I didn't know that I could really use doppelgangers to such an extent."
"Theoretically speaking, this is impossible. This is already … breaking the limits of the Creator? Is this how you became an Undead Emperor? "
I didn't receive an answer to my question. Her simple "guess" would cause many thoughts to run through my mind. However, the more she tried to downplay it, the more I felt that it was likely to be true. That was because it was quite difficult to explain the foundational power level of an Undead Emperor.
In a way, ever since she started following me, although she had always been scammed, I hadn't mistreated her. She usually ate too much … ahem, I meant that she had made tremendous progress in undead magic. My Seven Original Sins, Conservation's energy balance system and magical bone transformation, Aso's research on negative energy corruption, and Sandro's understanding of magical normalization. Apart from Sandro's knowledge, the other Undead Emperors had all given me their complete knowledge and practical experience. That could be considered a complete inheritance.
However, just giving someone an Undead Emperor's inheritance didn't mean that they would become an Undead Emperor. Our knowledge and memories were the accumulation of our past lives. They were the combination of our natural talents and past experiences. They were a path that was only suitable for us. It was just like how even if we gave you Olympic training and competition experience, you wouldn't be able to become a qualified athlete if you didn't have the natural talent for sports or the body that you trained for so many years.
Breaking through the natural limits set by the Creator Goddesses wasn't something that could be accomplished just by shouting. It would require the full power of one's physical body, natural talents, and life experience. It would be an inevitable coincidence due to multiple factors. Perhaps Harloys' current physical body was her foundational foundation for breaking through.
I shook my head. Since I couldn't explain it clearly, there was no point in pursuing the matter. I wouldn't know how feasible it would be if I didn't really try. And before I broke through the limits of Level 4, Harloys wouldn't be able to try breaking through either.
"… I need to hurry up. I've really made a huge loss this time."
This assassination attempt didn't have any political repercussions. At the very least, Harloys hadn't suffered any losses. Since she was the main target of the assassination, she had actually gained an additional opportunity to establish her dominance. Meanwhile, I had suffered a huge loss.
In order to dodge Sirar's Blade of Vengeance, I had self-destructed my SemiGod Equipment, Guardian of Yongye. This armor was basically a part of my physical body, which meant that I had self-destructed a part of my physical body … Once a person became disabled, it would be incredibly difficult for them to be healthy again.
I had lost more than half of the Dragons' bloodline in my self-destruction. I didn't have any evil techniques like the Star Absorbing Grand Spell to recover my flesh and blood. In that case, I could only wait for them to naturally recover. That would take a lot of time … Perhaps I could learn from Little Red and hibernate for a hundred years.
Dragon Bloodlines' power would only increase over time. Once they were lost, they could only be recovered through time.
Of course, I didn't regret my decision at all. After all, if I had been stabbed by Sirar, I wouldn't have even considered hibernation, but eternal hibernation.
"I need to break through as quickly as possible."
This was no longer some determination. It was a true necessity. Although I didn't have any official position in the Mist Alliance, it was necessary for me to serve as a deterrent and balance between the various species. As long as I was present, nothing unexpected would happen to the Xiluo Empire or the Underground Faction. If I died, there would be no replacement in the entire Mist Alliance.
My enemies had probably already noticed this fact. On my return journey to the elves, I was the first time that my whereabouts had been confirmed due to my mysterious movements. Since I was in a weakened state, assassinations against me had never stopped. I didn't believe that they were all my former enemies, especially since there were many unfamiliar faces among them.
In their eyes, my blind assassinations hadn't been completely fruitless. At the very least, my trump cards had been revealed one by one. My personal combat strength, special traits, and natural talent abilities had all been dug up. This was all for the sake of gathering information for future assassinations.
This assassination seemed to be an individual's doing, but it was actually a meticulously planned operation based on the accumulation of information. The most obvious example of this was the fact that I had chosen an opponent that I was the least skilled at dealing with.
My sturdy defense, which had always allowed me to remain undefeatable, was nothing in front of her dagger of vengeance. Melee combat, which I was skilled at, against a similarly top-level warrior who had ambushed me, the success rate of this assassination was frighteningly high. I doubted that the Holy Church and the other enemy factions would stop here. Now that the dimensional restrictions had been lifted, it was possible that I would even meet a True God assassin!
I needed to make a breakthrough as soon as possible. Otherwise, I would be unable to keep up with the times and die mysteriously. And this time, I wouldn't have a chance to make a comeback.
But before that, I needed to properly consider how to repay those who had "cared" for me.
…
The aftermath of this assassination wouldn't end so easily. Or, perhaps I should say that its effects had only just begun.
I was an invisible person in the Mist Alliance, but Harloys was the new Empress of the Elven Empire, the ruler of all elves. Her imperial authority was especially valuable now that the Elven Gods had all perished.
Her authority and status in the Mist Alliance were probably far above that of an ordinary country's ruler. Even the most arrogant ruler would have to maintain an appropriate amount of respect in front of the Empress of all elves.
This assassination attempt was a direct slap to the Elven Empire's face. If the Mist Alliance's public relations with the Holy Church were exaggerated a little, it would be more than sufficient to cause the Mist Alliance and the Holy Church to have a falling out.
But right now, with the Holy War right around the corner, having a falling out with the Holy Church would be unacceptable to both sides.
That was why the Holy Church didn't send their own people. Instead, they sent elves, and they even blamed the Moon Kingdom of the Elves for this assassination attempt, making this assassination attempt into an internal conflict between the elves and my personal grudge.
Of course, if the Mist Alliance really wanted to pursue this matter, it would be pointless to try to cover things up that everyone could see through. However, the Elven Empire was certain that the Mist Alliance didn't want to have a falling out with the Holy Church right now.
But, while the Mist Alliance couldn't take revenge in public, I could take revenge in private, and I would definitely make them feel heartache … Right now, all I could think about was how to take revenge in order to make them feel even more pain.
How to make an entire angel army fall? How to make an entire country that believed in the teachings of the Holy Light convert to the Church of Law? How to expose the scandals of the Pope and the Cardinals? Or all of the above?
Besides, it wasn't necessarily a bad thing to blame everything on the moon elves. Since neither side said anything about it, then it was all the elves' fault. In that case, whatever the Mist Alliance did to the moon elves would be understandable and justifiable.
Originally, I had wanted to find an excuse to cleanse the Moon Kingdom of the Elves. But now, the Mist Alliance had voluntarily handed me their blade. I would be an idiot if I didn't take this opportunity to kill to my heart's content …
This was how pitiful it was to be a weak faction that was stuck between two major countries. They had no choice but to be cannon fodder and pawns. In the end, not only would they die pitifully, it would also be rather funny.
"… Stop thinking about such useless things. Think of a way to recover your combat strength first. Do you think you'll be able to escape if another Sirar comes? "
The silly cat, who was about to change job classes to a 24-hour bodyguard, spoke up. I could only smile bitterly at her words.
Of course I wanted to recover my combat strength. This feeling of weakness was quite uncomfortable. However, I hadn't even recovered one-third of my mana, and my stamina had been greatly depleted due to the assassination attempt.
"… Actually, I have a way to help you swiftly recover your mana. Perhaps it'll even be beneficial for you to break through to SemiGod."
Harloys's words were directed towards the volcano not too far away from us. I had already guessed quite a few things.
"The Elemental War? If I had any other choice, I really wouldn't want to get involved in such an unfortunate matter. "
"Stop saying such nonsense. First, organize your magic books. I still have several high-level ice magic spell models here. Copy them down. We'll have to rely on them now."
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