Chapter 1949 - We Need War

Chapter 1949: We Need War

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"This is your last chance. Believe me. As long as you do as I say, you will get everything you want, even unparalleled power, undefeatable capabilities, and even the one you've been longing for, Irina. As long as you do as I say, everything will be yours…"

In the dim and empty hall, Josh was sitting on the floor with his hair disheveled. His eyes were bloodshot, and his lips were tightly shut. There was only the bewitching voice resounding in his head.

"You need to know that no matter how the talks turn out, you will become a useless abandoned child. If your father reconciles with Alex, you will be pushed out without hesitation. If war is to start again, Sean will be given the important role, and you will be completely useless… Are you willing to accept that?

"I am the only one who can help you. I am the only one really on your side. Put down that ridiculous ego of yours, and accept me completely. I will make you become the real top powerhouse of the entire Norland Continent. I will help you thrash Alex and own the unified empire called Norland Continent. You will be the king and the invincible one!"

"Richard followed Father down south. I… am all alone… How can I control the entire Roth Empire?" Josh sounded exhausted and helpless.

"If I say you can do it, then you can do it. I can help you control all those whom you want to control, and make them bow down to you." The bewitching voice sounded again. "We need war. We need more grievance. The more grievance we have, the stronger we become. I can beckon an invincible undead troop to help you conquer the Norland Continent.

"Now, the chance has arrived. Andre brought the powerhouses who are difficult to control away. Rodu has now been reduced to an empty city. As long as you give me a nod, this entire city will belong to you."

"Undead troops!" Josh's eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope. "You mean, the more people die, the more grievance there would be, and thus the stronger I become?"

"Yes. In no time at all, you can be even stronger than Alex, and take revenge on him for cutting your ear off!"

"Alex…" Josh stood slowly. There was a creepy smile on his pale face. "In that case, let's start from the Magus Tower…"

***

The Night Elves were hiding within an inconspicuous tree hollow.

Under the dim lighting, there were around 10 masked elves squatting on the ground, looking intently at the young elf standing before them.

"We currently do not have what it takes. Our numbers are still too small. If we take action rashly, we will just be courting death, and might even destroy the foundation that we've just built. Therefore, we have to push back our plan, and continue to infiltrate until more elves join us…" Snarr said in a hushed voice as he looked at the elves before him.

"But we might not have such an opportunity with Helena leaving the Wind Forest in the future. If we don't raise an uprising now and take over the Wind Forest, it will only become more difficult in the future." A young elf looked at Snarr with confusion. "Right now, the forest checks on Night Elves are getting even tighter. A few days ago they caught a few of us. If we go on like this, only more of us will get caught, and they will be able to break us down."

"Yes. Now, they are even giving a high reward for reporting us. We even have betrayers among us. These members are actively bringing us down," another night elf agreed.

The atmosphere in the tree hollow grew tense and stiff. Their appearance together here was a huge risk itself. Initially, they wanted to discuss and ascertain the matters related to the uprising, but now Snarr was telling them to postpone the uprising.

Snarr listened to everyone with his brows tightly knitted together. He knew about all this very clearly, and even tried saving one of the captured night elves yesterday. However, he had to give up because the security was too tight.

This morning, he received a secret letter from the princess. She did not agree with their uprising, and thought that the chances of them succeeding would be very low.

This aligned with his judgment. After a round of slave uprising and escaping, there was already a gap in the Wind Forest's Elves hierarchical system to a certain extent. The elves who had not managed to leave were kept under tight control, and it was difficult for the elven troops to infiltrate within. The middle-class elves were also beneficiaries, and it would only be more difficult to get them to go against themselves.

To be safe, they had been using a one-way communication style. As of now, there should be a few thousand Night Elves in the Wind Forest. Snarr was not clear of the exact number nor who were the night elves.

Other than gaining control of the Wind Forest, their motive was also to use blood to trigger the humanity of even more elves so that they would join the troops.

"This is the princess's opinion. At this stage, it is very difficult for her to come to the Wind Forest to help us," Snarr told everyone.

"The princess." The rest of the elves started whispering amongst themselves. They were even more convinced because it was Irina's decision.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Just then, there was a sudden rushed whooshing sound coming from outside.

Snarr's expression changed. He hurriedly said, "This is bad! Someone's coming! Retreat according to plan!"

The elves scrambled up, and rushed out from the back of the hollow.

"Remember, always watch your safety, and do not expose yourself! The plan will be put on hold for the time being. Lie low and wait for the next meeting!" Snarr reminded them.

The other elves agreed, and quickly transformed into birds and beasts as they scrambled off.

Snarr also retreated quickly. However, he did not go far. Instead, he squatted on the branch of a tall, densely covered tree, and he wore his cape the other way around. With a faint glow, the cape camouflaged with the color of the branches, making it difficult for one to see that someone was hiding there.

About three minutes later, a troop of around 100 elves came to the tree hollow led by a middle-aged elf. After checking the tree hollow, they cursed, and the troops retreated quickly.

"Such a clear target. It looks like there is already a traitor among us," Snarr mumbled to himself as he put down his cap, and watched the troops disappear into the distance.

He changed the location of this gathering three times. The last change was made an hour ago. He was the one who decided the location, but they could find the place so quickly.

Luckily, he had a nightingale stationed outside beforehand. Otherwise, all the core members would be caught today.

"There're turncoats internally, and there's more than one." Just then, a cold voice sounded from behind him.

Snarr's hair stood on its ends. He quickly slung out a few flying knives while moving back.

A thin water shield appeared, and the flying knives stopped right in front of the water shield, unable to advance.