lovenovelstory Chapter 100 Suiyue is also a god
Chapter 100 Suiyue is also a god
Chapter 100 Suiyue is also a god
Nornbatu was the last person to arrive at the scene, and this was the first time that Nan'an had seen this divine ruler in person.
He was about the same age as Nan'an before his death, fair-skinned and slightly plump, with no calluses on his palms, and thick, muscular calves, exhibiting all the characteristics of a pampered young man from a large family.
It's hard to find someone who fits the stereotype so perfectly.
The Senate envoy's questions made him sweat, but he answered them fluently nonetheless.
According to him, he immediately issued a lockdown order after the incident, allowing only a limited number of people to enter and leave Karen.
Anyone who has entered or exited within a day can have their information checked and verified.
Nornbatu confidently asserted, "The mimicry of gods and demons absolutely failed to infiltrate Kren!"
The crow withdrew its gaze, ignoring the somewhat theatrical report from the other end.
"There's something I'd like to hear your opinion on." He put down his teacup. "What do you think prompted the mimic god-demon to cross the rift and invade Nora?"
Nan'an replied without hesitation: "Imitation can also be a form of wisdom."
What should have been a serious and solemn topic turned into a smile on Huoya's lips after hearing Nan'an's answer.
Since magic itself can be a medium for information, the same could be true for black mist.
The numerous Mist Breakers who entered and perished within it became natural learning materials for those within the black mist.
It wasn't that they saw people accidentally wander into the hunting grounds of the mimic gods; they suddenly decided to launch their attack.
Long before this invasion, the "impulse" to invade had already permeated their thoughts along with the spreading black mist.
The owls' accidental intrusion simply happened to prematurely activate their divine and demonic characteristics.
If the speculation is true, then for the beings in the black mist, the stable passage between the Scythe Water and the Kroro Mine is an important bridge to bypass the mutation of the black mist and directly invade Nora.
For Nora, this is also an excellent way for them to easily obtain divine and demonic materials, deepen their understanding, and strengthen themselves.
Both sides can benefit from it.
The death knell is tolling, and the countdown to the end of Ganora is just the tip of the iceberg.
Before the beings within the black mist awaken their intelligence and surge forth in large numbers, Nora must first find a solution.
The chief elder predicted that the time when things would be unfavorable for the entire Nora would be about a hundred years from now.
In reality, it may be less than 50 years.
"Perhaps I really will witness the destruction of Nora—from the crushing defeat at Gransol to the invasion of the gods and demons," Raven sighed. "Witness the demise of the Nora civilization? Surely this isn't the mission the world has given me?"
Faced with a situation that is deteriorating rapidly, even the most resilient person can feel lost.
"Fifty years is enough." Nan'an calmly clinked glasses with Huoya. "I'll be less than halfway through my life when I die."
Suiyue muttered to herself, "So the old man doesn't know how to comfort people after all—"
Through Huoya's introduction, Nan'an connected with several professionals from Maoyan.
Due to limitations in knowledge acquisition, some slots for rare magic will be allocated to the elite among the elite.
Some extremely precious spells require matching talents and confirming compatibility before they can be evaluated and assigned by the chief elder.
The owner of the lost tracking magic [Silent Shadow] is a gray-skinned dark elf named "Shadow Eater".
High-quality orphans "produced" by the Church of Dawn.
She was born in the same year and class as Suiyue, and due to their excellent compatibility, she was taken in as an apprentice by the current chief of the Dark Elves.
Nan'an listened attentively to Huoya's resume, then glanced at the well-mannered, refined young man not far away.
"W-what are you doing?"
Suiyue felt a little uncomfortable under Nan'an's gaze.
"They are all from the Church of Dawn—"
"Then I'm just a noob!" Suiyue said matter-of-factly, puffing out her chest proudly. "If I weren't a noob, would you, old man, still be so patient in teaching me?"
"What nonsense is this?" Nan An laughed in exasperation. "It sounds like someone wants to lie in a cradle and suck on a pacifier for the rest of their life."
"Wow, following this old man means I can live a life of ease and comfort. There's no better choice, right?" Suiyue grinned. "Old man, will you agree to be my summoned creature for life? I'll do anything!"
Having heard of Nan'an's "illustrious reputation," the first thing Shiying said in greeting was—
"Senior Nan'an, would you really use the heads of cultists as wine glasses during the Gray Star era?"
Young people are very curious and can't keep their thoughts to themselves.
The crow enjoyed having the young man speak for him, and, equally curious, he stood aside, stroking his chin and listening intently.
"It's all just hearsay," Nan'an emphasized earnestly.
Just as Shiying was about to apologize for her abruptness, she heard something else—
"High-quality products can fetch a good price, so we wouldn't use them ourselves. Besides, using them as wine glasses is too intimidating. Therefore, when there are no orders, we just pass them around like a ball. Also—"
"in addition?"
"The collection is generally purchased by the dark elves of Zanti. The demand is huge. The heads of the wanted criminals and cultists we hunted over the years have all been taken by you to play with. Strictly speaking, we are just merchants who resell art."
Shi Ying is young, with excellent talent and personal ability, but lacks experience.
Curious inquiries were met with a deluge of knowledge from Nan'an, leaving me momentarily overwhelmed and choked.
The crow coughed softly.
"Alright, alright, let's get down to business. Let's not talk about the glorious history of your Red Rat Adventurer Group. They're all a bunch of weirdos who can't be described."
Shi Ying waved her hands repeatedly: "Hearing is not as good as seeing. My teacher once said that Senior Nan'an is a walking historical record. I hope I can learn something from him."
Suiyue looked troubled.
What should we learn?
What good show will Nan'an have?
So this is the bloodline awakening of the Zanti Dark Elf lineage, who also wants to appreciate "works of art"?
Ignoring the still-running Bamboo Moon Witch Society and Nornbatu, the group headed straight for the Sickle Water Black Mist stronghold.
Nilar had been waiting for a long time; he had been specifically instructed by the ravens to maintain the original appearance of the scene.
Therefore, the owl could only watch helplessly as the land was reduced to ruins, unable to rebuild.
Shiying found the bloodstains dried by the flames and slowly bent down.
His hands were surrounded by a hazy black light that flowed like water. As his palms touched the ground, Nan'an could clearly see black ripples spreading rapidly outwards from the point of contact.
[Silent Memories]
Use dark magic to track the residual magic at the scene and trace the shadow trajectory within the area.
It is ineffective against gods and demons.
However, the mimicking gods and demons borrowed the magic of the original body, thus leaving their own unique mark in the world where magic flows.
Black mist rose from the ground.
Wisps and strands, like morning mist rising from the wetlands.
The mist began to condense, one wisp, two wisps, three wisps—they surged from the ground around the bloodstains, outlining blurry human figures in mid-air.
The shadowy figure had no facial features or details, only a rough outline, looking like a classic NPC who often appears at murder scenes.
The scenes that unfolded during the intrusion are being replayed to a limited extent.
The remaining magical energy was mixed and the dark shadows were twisted and difficult to discern.
The Shadow Eater guided the magic to unfold, heading out of the stronghold.
"Found it."
Shi Ying's voice was very soft.
His gaze was fixed on a furtive silhouette.
Unlike the other figures who charged deeper into the stronghold, he quietly approached the stone wall, now a pile of ruins, and raised his hand.
Following closely behind, several dark figures sped off with him.
"The intentions are obvious, there's even a clear division of labor." The crow seemed somewhat surprised. "Sacrificing their companions to distract the owl, ambushing the walls of the quarantine zone, and hiding the scattered mimic gods and demons who don't linger in battle,"
Nan'an nodded: "They're smarter than we thought."
The shadowy figure followed the dark shadow as it left the quarantine zone and traveled to a remote wilderness.
On a hilltop, he suddenly stopped and sniffed intensely.
The lingering smell of blood in the air put everyone on their guard.
Nan'an intended to release the fly mist to check if there was a corpse, but Huya suddenly waved his hand, and several huge black crows emerged from behind him.
"ah"
"ah""
The distinctive, raspy voice led everyone toward a thicket of bushes.
Two corpses dressed in the uniforms of the Kren Patrol Guard came into view.
One person was burned to a crisp, while the other was torn in two by superhuman strength, along with his leather armor.
Not far away, several carnivores, halfway through their meal, glared at the black crows conjured by magic and made threatening noises. However, upon seeing the crowd approaching, they all ran away in a flash.
The worst has happened.
The raven took out the statue and connected it to the communication array of the governor's residence.
"The slain patrol member has been found, but his/her identity is missing. Immediately confirm the list of patrol members who were patrolling near the Linshui River yesterday!"
Maintaining the [Silent Image] for an extended period, even at level 6, meant that the Shadow Eater's magic had reached its limit.
He interrupted his spellcasting, panting, "Seniors, I've remembered—I've remembered—their aura, as long as they appear before me—"
Suiyue clapped her hands: "Your dog nose can smell it!"
Nan'an gently grasped Suiyue's horn with his large hand and pulled hard.
"Please use more elegant wording!"
Shi Ying didn't mind. Seeing Sui Yue being grabbed by the horns and being manipulated by Nan An with her teeth clenched, she couldn't help but laugh.
Finally, we see a normal relationship between summoned creatures and summoners.
While rubbing her aching antlers, Suiyue muttered, "With special magic, Cat Eyes is really amazing. Will they take over the role of the future Evil Deer?"
Nan'an: "?"
The young people from Cat's Eye who came to learn and improve under the guidance of the Crow all straightened their backs, not daring to show the slightest smile.
The crow felt utterly powerless: "You're the regional commander of Erlu—"
He suddenly became curious about how Nan'an usually communicated with Suiyue; it must have been quite a hassle.
Nan'an slapped Suiyue's cheeks with both hands and squeezed them hard.
You know what? I've always thought you look especially beautiful when you're silent.
"Really? Am I better looking than a nerd?"
Three sentences were enough to make Nan'an break down three times.
This is absolute talent.
This child, traveling back in time to his world, is definitely the most natural crossover.
When someone tries to impersonate another person, it's too deliberate, and experienced internet users can easily spot the fake.
Suiyue is different; she only needs to express her true feelings to be sweet enough to exceed the limit.
A wide smile can be turned into an emoji.
The key is that she is indeed quite good-looking. With her good looks as a baseline, a looped playback is guaranteed to get at least a million views.
If it weren't for the need to track down the mimicry gods and demons, Nan'an would really like to see what kind of legend Suiyue could produce if left unchecked.
Upon returning to the governor's residence and seeing Nornbatu again, Nanan found him to be as calm as ever.
"?"
Not long ago, I solemnly assured the Senate envoy that the mimic gods and demons had not entered the city; those words still ring in my ears.
In less than half a day, his illusions were shattered by the tracking of the Shadow Eater. The fact that he could still sit calmly shows he's quite a character.
It felt like rushing to school, only to realize you're late, and then immediately becoming calm and relaxed.
"My lords, two of the patrolling guards have indeed gone missing today and have not been to their posts."
The Senate envoy's face immediately darkened, and a group of people began to discuss among themselves, their gazes fixed on Nornbatu.
"Baron Batu, we do not intend to pursue the matter at this time. The mimicry guards were an unexpected incident that you could not have foreseen."
"As the governor of Karen, I now expect you to gather your personnel and conduct screening and questioning based on the information provided by El-deer and Cat's Eye."
Nornbatu felt as if he had been granted a pardon and immediately rose to express his gratitude.
The most urgent task is to find a way to expose the mimicry of gods and demons hiding in Kren.
If they are allowed to study in silence, continue to kill civilians and change their skins, panic will spread, order will collapse, and everything Pirion has worked so hard to build will be in vain.
[Silent Image] is difficult to cast in overly complex magical environments.
To maximize the effect of the food shadow, the mimicry god or demon needs to appear within his "sense of smell".
Nan'an Fu'e.
Only at this moment would he be unable to resist uttering a complaint—
"Pirion, what's the point of building Kren City so well!"
It is large and wide, mimicking a double crown structure, and also has an underground waterway area, making the search extremely difficult.
After discussing the situation, Nan'an and Huoya split into two groups.
The crow led the shadow eater to take a clumsy approach, scanning the map to explore the area around Kren.
Nan'an occasionally experiences inexplicable "killing impulses" towards gods and demons, forming a unique path in his life.
Both sides set off from the western and eastern districts of Keren respectively, heading towards the central axis.
Neither the people of Elu nor the people of Cat's Eye could have imagined that a century after the discovery and widespread use of Windwort Grass, they would need to employ ancient selection methods to deal with gods and demons.
After crossing the western district, Suiyue finished her nuts, so Nan'an decided to stop and buy a large bag of snacks, stuffing them all into a wooden bucket containing freshly baked fries, so she could enjoy them at her leisure.
"Nan'an!"
Nan'an suddenly stopped and turned around sharply.
Upon seeing that familiar face, Nan'an's fists clenched reflexively, her mind filled with plans on how to remove her head.
"Elmar Hern, you're really bold."
"I've said it before, I'll come and enjoy the Kren Street Market often," Almahern's voice softened. "I apologize for my temper last time—what do you think about it?"
"What are you considering?"
"You took one of my Divine Demon Crystals!"
"You think you can bribe a deer with just one?"
"So what do you want to do?"
Nan'an had no intention of reaching an agreement, but now that the situation was urgent, he suddenly had an idea.
"How about you help me capture a group of Nightmare Gods who can mimic appearances? If you manage to capture them, I might consider it."