Chapter 1789 - Very Weak And Easy To Overcome

Irina received two letters when she returned to the restaurant.

One was from Mag, who told her briefly that he had already brought Amy and the restaurant's staff up north to take refuge, and would return to Chaos City every morning.

As for the other letter, she picked it up at the door. It looked like it was stuffed in through the door's gap. The envelope was light green with a hint of fragrance. A ladylike handwriting wrote, "To: Mr. Mag."

"This unusual color?" Irina looked at the letter in her hands with narrow eyes. Her female sixth sense told her that this letter wasn't simple.

She knew many young maidens were thinking about Mag, who was a fantastic cook. However, she had never cared about those ordinary maidens. Of course, she believed Mag didn't have the guts, either.

However, she was still very curious about the content of this letter. Was it a mushy love confession? Maybe a miserable unrequited love? Or perhaps it was a love poem from some hypocritical fake woman?

As a woman who bore him a daughter and almost died for him, it's only right that I open this suspicious letter. Irina nodded before unsealing the letter.

Surprisingly, there wasn't any mushy love confession or miserable lament. It also wasn't a love letter.

There were only a few rows of ladylike words.

"Mr. Mag,

"Please leave Chaos City with Amy as soon as possible and travel northwards to Rodu. The further you go, the better.

"Please believe me. Chaos City is very dangerous right now. You have to leave, please!

"Please do it.

"Gloria."

"Gloria?" Irina put the letter back into the envelope after reading it. She felt that the name was familiar, but she couldn't remember where she heard it.

She's indeed a good person. She didn't forget to remind him to leave in her hurry. Seems like she's someone who knows what's going on. Irina pondered, but she soon narrowed her eyes. However, if the situation was indeed so dangerous, why did she still specially write a letter to remind him to leave?

Judging from the appellation, she should have admiration for him. She should be a youthful, young maiden.

Judging from the handwriting, she should be quite good-looking and a literary fan. She's most likely very weak and easy to overcome.

Judging from the content, they know each other, and their relationship isn't very normal.

To sum up, this is a pretty rich young lady who has a soft body, and is a literary fan. She most likely is interested in him, but she hid her emotions. However, she didn't hide her concern for him. She has some methods. Irina stuffed that letter back into the envelope with an ambiguous smile.

***

Mag, who was preparing the evening's bonfire dinner, suddenly sneezed twice. He touched his nose perplexedly. He was already a 9th-tier powerhouse, so could he still catch a cold?

I wonder what the situation is at the seal? Can they repair the spell formation in time? Mag was a little worried. If the seal failed, then they could only depend on the Norland Continent's 10th-tier powerhouses to defend them.

"Ugly Duckling, why are you so stupid?" Yabemiya said smilingly. She had been watching Amy making Ugly Duckling spin dozens of times before it stood still and fell head into the ground.

"Meow~" Ugly Duckling plucked its head out of the ground, and cried aggrievedly, its face full of mud.

"God is fair. He gave Ugly Duckling an ugly exterior, and He will definitely also give it a stupid brain so that it won't look uncoordinated," Amy said seriously.

Everyone was taken aback, and they actually couldn't refute that.

"Meow."

Ugly Duckling stuck its head into the ground again, and shut itself away from the world.

***

In the cave with the seal, lights were brightly lit, and hundreds of formation masters were busy working.

Novan walked up with a solemn expression to Jonas, who was instructing a few formation masters in setting up the base materials, and said, "Jonas, something's wrong with the runes' carving."

"What's the matter?" Jonas turned around.

"These runes are too complicated and very different from the runes that the formation masters usually carved. Hence, the error rate is going to be extremely high when we operate it. According to the current progress and success rate, I'm afraid it's very difficult for us to complete the mission of setting up the spell formation," Novan said gravely.

Jonas took a look at the abandoned materials at the side that were slowly stacking up with furrowed brows. However, one couldn't blame the masters. Even they couldn't ensure that every piece was accurate, let alone these formation masters who had just seen these runes for the first time.

"Summon another 50 formation masters who excel at copying runes. The success rate is not high, so we can rely on increasing the numbers," Jonas said in a low voice.

"Alright. I'll ask them to send us more materials." Novan nodded and walked out of the cave.

"Roar…"

The octopus monster suddenly rammed against the seal, causing it to shake.

As if it knew what the formation masters were doing, that octopus monster would try to clash with the seal spell formation every now and then. The already fragile spell formation barrier began to deteriorate faster after the octopus monster clashed against it repeatedly. It looked like it was going to crumble anytime. It caused immense stress to the formation masters who were carving the spell formation now, and therefore increased the error rate.

However, Novan already asked the earth magic casters to build a mud wall that was hundreds of meters tall at the periphery of the spell formation to surround that octopus monster.

He wasn't hoping that the thin mud wall could withstand the octopus monster's tackle. A visual obstruction could reduce the sense of fear for them.

Jonas looked in the direction of the seal with a worried expression before walking to Babla, who was doing some assisting work at the side.

Jonas came next to Babla, and set up a small soundproof spell formation. "Your Highness, you should leave here now."

"Leave? Master, the spell formation isn't done yet." Babla was bewildered.

"It's too dangerous here. We cannot confirm that we can set the new spell formation before the old one breaks down, and we're also not sure how powerful this devil will be after it breaks out of the seal," Jonas said with a serious expression. "Therefore, you and His Majesty should return to the Moon Nation immediately, and cut off the teleportation portal between the Moon Nation and the Norland Continent to prevent the devil from getting into the Moon Nation via the teleportation portal."

"But—"

"The three of them and I will stay to help them build the new seal spell formation, but we have to make sure that you and the king are safe."

Babla looked at Jonas' worried and sincere face, and hesitated for a moment before she nodded. "Alright. Master, you must take care of yourself."

"Don't worry, Princess. We will be fine." A smile appeared on Jonas' face.

***

30 minutes later, the fastest golden falcons took off from Chaos City, and flew towards all the races' territories.

Soon after, the flying steeds of the various races' reinforcements began to take off with each race's top powerhouses, and rushed to the rescue of Chaos City.

Chaos City entered into a state of emergency.