"This is your last chance. Believe me, as long as you do as I say, you will get everything you want. Supreme power, invincible power, and Irina, whom you have been longing for. As long as you do as I say, everything will be yours …"
In the dark and empty hall, Josh sat on the floor with his hair disheveled. His eyes were red, and he pursed his lips without saying a word. Only that seductive voice kept echoing in his mind.
"You have to know that no matter what the outcome of the peace talks is, you will be a useless pawn. If your father reconciles with Alex, you will be pushed out without hesitation. If the war starts, Sean will be put in an important position, and you will be useless … Are you willing to accept that?
"I'm the only one who can help you. I'm the only one who's truly on your side. Let go of your laughable ego and accept me wholeheartedly. I'm going to make you the most powerful being on the Norland Continent. I'm going to give you the power to crush Alex, and I'm going to unify the entire Norland Continent. You're going to become the supreme ruler of this empire!"
"Richard went down south with Father. I … am alone … How can I control the Roth Empire?" Josh said with a hint of fatigue and powerlessness in his voice.
"If I say you can, you can. I can help you control everyone you want to control and make them obey you completely." The ghostly voice sounded again. "We need war. We need more power of resentment. The more power of resentment there is, the more powerful we can become. I can even summon an invincible army of undead knights for you to help you unify the Norland Continent.
Now, the opportunity is here. Andre has taken away those powerhouses who are difficult to control. Rodu is already an empty city. As long as you agree, this city will belong to you. "
"Undead cavalry!" Josh's eyes lit up. "You're saying that as long as more people die, more resentment will appear, and I'll become stronger?"
"Yes. You will be stronger than Alex soon, and take revenge for your ear with your own hands!"
"Alex …" Josh stood up slowly with a strange smile on his pale face. "Then, let's start from the Magus Tower …"
…
Night Elves, in a hidden tree hole.
Under the dim candlelight, a dozen masked elves squatted on the ground and looked at the young elf with burning eyes.
"The conditions aren't ripe yet, and there are still too few of us Dark Elves. If we act rashly, we'll only incur unnecessary casualties, and even destroy the foundation that we've just established. As such, we have to postpone the uprising. We have to continue to infiltrate and recruit more elves into our ranks …" Snarr said in a hushed voice.
"But Helena has left The Wind Forest. If we miss this opportunity, we won't have another chance. If we don't seize this opportunity to revolt and occupy The Wind Forest, it will only be more difficult in the future." A young elf turned to Snarr with a perplexed expression, and said, "The inspection of the Night Elves in the forest is becoming stricter and stricter. We've only just caught a few Night Elves a few days ago, and if we continue to drag this out, more of our companions will be captured before being taken down one by one."
"That's right. They're even offering handsome rewards to those who report them. There are even traitors among our ranks, and that's a huge blow to the morale of our members," another elf chimed in.
The atmosphere in the tree hole became a little tense and solemn. They had taken a huge risk by coming here today, and they had come here to discuss the matter of the uprising. However, they didn't think that Snarr would inform them that the uprising would be postponed.
Snarr's brows also furrowed upon hearing everyone's words. He knew all of this very well. In fact, he had attempted to rescue a captured Night Elf the day before, only to give up because the Night Elves were too heavily guarded.
However, he had received a secret letter from Her Highness this morning. She didn't agree with their uprising and believed that their chances of success were extremely low.
This was in line with his judgment. Following the last slave uprising, the elven structure in The Wind Forest had been fractured to a certain extent. The elves who hadn't managed to escape were under extremely strict surveillance, and it was very difficult to infiltrate the elven army. The mid-level elves were the ones who benefited from the uprising, so it was even more difficult to get them to rebel.
In order to ensure their safety, they were using a one-way communication system. At present, there were several thousand Night Elves underground in The Wind Forest, but he didn't know the exact number, nor did he know who the Night Elves were.
Aside from trying to take control of The Wind Forest, their objective was to use their blood to incite more elves to join the uprising.
"This is Her Highness' opinion. At this stage, it's very difficult for her to appear in The Wind Forest to provide us with any assistance," Snarr said.
"Her Highness." All of the elves fell silent upon hearing this. They were even more convinced by Irina's judgment.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Right at this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded from outside.
Snarr's expression changed as he hurriedly yelled, "Crap! Someone's here! Retreat according to the plan! "
All of the elves hurriedly got up from the ground before rushing out from behind the tree hole.
"Remember, be careful and don't expose yourselves! Put the plan on hold for now and wait for the next meeting! "Snarr cautioned.
All of the elves nodded before quickly dispersing.
Snarr also quickly departed from the scene, but he didn't go too far away. Instead, he squatted down on the branch of a lush tree in the distance and put on his cloak inside out. A faint light lit up, and the color of the cloak gradually merged with the color of the tree trunk, making it difficult to tell that someone was hiding here.
Around three minutes later, a group of over a hundred elven guards arrived at the tree hole under the lead of a middle-aged elf. After inspecting the tree hole, the elven guard let loose a few curses before quickly departing with the rest of the elven guards.
"Looks like there's already a traitor among us." Snarr put down his hat and murmured to himself as he looked on at the departing elven guards.
He had changed the location of the gathering three times, and the last change was an hour ago. He was the one who had decided on the location, but the traitor had managed to find him so quickly.
Thankfully, he had set up Nightingale around the perimeter in advance. Otherwise, all of the core members would've been wiped out.
Right at this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him. "There's a traitor among you, and there's more than one."
Snarr's hair stood on end as he hurled a string of flying daggers through the air while hurtling back in retreat.
A thin water barrier appeared, and the flying daggers were unable to advance any further.
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