Chapter 340
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Chapter 340: There’s No Escape
Above.
Watching Celica disappear, the Paladin turned pale.
A barely alive Celica defeated so many Death Knights, and he and the two eighth-tier knights could not hold her back.
If she regains just a bit of power, who would have a way out?
"My lord, what should we do?" a sixth-tier Paladin asked, feeling frightened.
Celica’s name is known within the entire church as that of a killing god; she is extremely strong and a bit of a madwoman.
"Hurry… find her!" the Paladin said quickly, "This is our home ground; they can’t escape. At most, they can only buy about ten minutes."
"In ten minutes, how much can she recover?"
Even if it’s only ten minutes, this is a huge change.
Another eighth-tier knight nodded seriously, "Release the mid-level Death Knight; we can’t give them a moment to breathe."
"Okay!" replied the Paladin.
Minaret saw Celica and the others were safe and didn’t interfere much; after all, it would still take some effort to defeat these foes.
Knights are the nemesis of thieves; they are the hardest type to defeat for a thief.
Minaret’s mission is to protect Karoso; if she didn’t want to personally eliminate Celica, then the life or death of Celica and the others is none of her business.
In these Goblin ruins, she moved as if on solid ground; no traps or mechanisms could stop her; she felt at home here.
However, reaching the bottom to help Karoso would be quite a challenge, as she was not in the control room.
……
Minaret walked in front, while the Paladin and knight followed her about two rooms back.
Just as Minaret passed by a room, she suddenly froze.
A terrifying killing intent spread throughout the Goblin ruins!
In this room’s nurturing tank, there were actually dark elves and sprites!
These sprites were both male and female, some had already developed the bones of a Death Knight, while others had turned into human husks.
The dark elf’s skin and ears were unmistakable, and the same goes for the High Elf.
Minaret tightened her grip on the dagger; she slowly approached a nurturing tank that held a male dark elf. Half of his body had grown bones, while the other half only had some protruding bone spikes.
This person was known to Minaret; he was one of her juniors, a very nice junior.
Back when Minaret was in the tribe, he chased after Minaret, calling her "queen," saying that he would definitely marry the queen when he grew up, and his father gave him a good beating for that, while Minaret just laughed it off.
In those years, his father and even his grandfather wanted to marry Minaret.
This family’s sense of beauty has been passed down through generations…
After that, this dark elf followed Minaret around all day. To let out his excess energy, she personally taught him the skills of a thief.
By the time he reached the sixth tier, he was already over a hundred years old, but he was still as happy as a child.
At that time, he asked Minaret when he could break through to the eighth tier, and Minaret said he still had a long way to go…
Seven hundred years later, he found himself in the nurturing tank.
Minaret looked around; many dark elves she knew were there, and they were all missing dark elves…
Soon, Minaret found a research diary that seemed to have been lost here.
[The research on Death Knights has hit a dead end, and we can only create seventh-tier Death Knights using the leftover laws from the Knights of the Round Table relics, which need extraordinary items for assistance.]
[The simulated seventh-tier Death Knight cannot reach the true strength of a seventh-tier warrior but can easily defeat a sixth-tier.]
[Production cost: one sixth-tier knight, leftover laws from the Knights of the Round Table relics…]
[In summary: the cost of training a seventh-tier is too high and unreasonable.]
[Ninety-second tier.]
[We can mass-produce fourth-tier Death Knights, and the cost is similar to training a third-tier professional, which is relatively cost-effective.]
[We can mass-produce fifth-tier Death Knights, and the cost is similar to training a fourth-tier professional, which is relatively cost-effective.]
[We can mass-produce sixth-tier Death Knights, and the cost is similar to training a fifth-tier professional; mass production is recommended.]
"Who goes there!"
Just then, a loud shout interrupted Minaret.
The Paladin’s team also knew the rules; they were only two rooms behind Minaret before, and now that Minaret had stopped, they naturally caught up.
They did not expect that there would be outsiders here!
Isn’t this the most secret place? It seems so full of holes.
Wait, the one looking at the research notes is a dark elf?
Darn it, the notes were taken away too hastily, were they left behind here?
Clearly, when Karoso and the others started digging, there had been an emergency evacuation here.
A dagger suddenly appeared in Minaret’s hand, and she rushed toward the source of the sound.
Her eyes were bright red, and a terrifying magic power spread around her.
"An eighth-tier thief?" The Paladin’s face changed.
Soon, he calmed down.
This battle is sure to be won!
Is this eighth-tier thief out of their mind? Attacking head-on like this is so unwise.
Knights are heavily armored, charging straight at them is a sure way to die.
Especially thieves, no matter how strong their attacks are, can they really break through the Paladin’s armor?
A card on Minaret glowed.
[Name: Abyss Star Prison]
[Type: Spell]
[Star Level: 8]
[Grade: Golden Legend]
[Occupational Restriction: Thief]
[Introduction: Transform into a beam of light to gather enemies and perform a powerful slash.]
In an instant, Minaret radiated a light as bright as day.
The Paladin and knight swiftly raised their shields.
[Name: Shield of Revelation]
[Category: Spell]
[Star Level: 8]
[Rank: Purple Epic]
[Occupational Restriction: Knight]
[Introduction: As a knight, you must protect not only your honor but also those who silently believe in you from behind.]
Buzz!
Two giant golden shields enveloped the two people and the team of sixth-tier knights.
The golden shields radiated a terrifying power; even from a distance, they looked as solid as a towering mountain, seemingly unbreakable!
The team of sixth-tier knights was also well-trained and reacted quickly, attempting to form a formation at the first moment.
Boom!
Minaret transformed into flowing light and actually pierced through the two heavenly shields!
Her figure moved like a ghost, swiftly darting through the small space.
Thump, thump, thump…
It seemed as if the sound of hammering echoed in the air.
In less than five seconds, Minaret returned to her place and continued to look at the log.
The two eighth-tier knights touched their necks in disbelief.
Thump, thump…
Two heads rolled to the ground, and two massive bodies crashed down!
They could never imagine that the toughest knight could not withstand the thief’s direct attack!
As for those sixth-tier knights, they were unexpectedly slashed in the throat before they could even react.
This small team was completely defeated by Minaret, who didn’t even look at them.
[Ninety-sixth tier]
[Experiment Goal: Try to create a Death Knight using a long-lived race]
[All elves are artificial…]
"Artificial elf…" Minaret’s pupils narrowed.
[Artificial elves have elven qualities, grow very slowly, and have a lifespan of less than two hundred years. This experiment ended in failure.]
[Transforming elves into Death Knights may enhance the power of the elves and form an army.]
[Dark elves cannot be created artificially at the moment; we can only rely on the existing stock of dark elves.]
Stock…?
Minaret closed her eyes and felt as if her blood was boiling.
[To transform a sprite into a Death Knight requires an extremely high amount of life energy, currently twelve times that of a human, and it cannot be mass-produced.]
[Dark elves have stronger physical abilities than sprites, especially in their legs, and they are highly adaptable.]
[Dark elves have strong life force; currently, after undergoing four high-intensity experiments, they have not died.]
"They have not died…"
Minaret stomped her foot hard.
Crack!
All the glass of the nurturing tanks in the room shattered loudly.
Bang, bang, crack…
Those ordinary elves fell to the ground, and the bones that grew from their bodies made a series of crisp sounds.
Some bones leaked marrow, some bones shattered into dust when they hit the ground, and some bones fell off with large pieces of flesh still attached.
Without a doubt, these artificial elves were dead.
In contrast, the dark elves did not fall to the ground when the nurturing tank shattered; instead, a gentle force lifted them up.
The dark elf who had previously pursued Minaret slowly awakened.
"Cough, cough, cough…" He looked around in confusion, and when he saw Minaret, he seemed to be dreaming, "My queen…"
One after another, dark elves woke up from their unconsciousness, and all of them had some exposed bones. These bones were not like those of the Death Knight; after the Death Knight’s bones emerged, they seemed lifeless and felt no pain.
Their bones, on the other hand, felt like bones that had been exposed through the flesh; just a light touch caused great pain.
But, no one here cried out in pain.
"Leader…"
"My lord Minaret?"
The dark elves looked at Minaret’s figure and felt it was somewhat unreal.
"I’m sorry I’m late." Minaret suppressed his anger and tried hard to show a gentle smile on his face.
"Who are you… What trick is this? Do you think looking like a queen will make me submit…?" The dark elf Bard, who chased after Minaret, looked at him with a sneer, "Dark elves will never be slaves!"
"If you won’t submit, what will happen?" Minaret’s gaze fixed on him.
"You won’t learn any dark elf secrets from me…" Bard quickly drew a bone from his body, using it as a dagger, and lunged at Minaret, "Die!"
Thud.
Minaret easily caught his dagger with two fingers.
"Does the dark elf’s secret matter more than your lives?"
Bang!
Minaret threw him to the ground, "I want you to survive!"
"Lord Minaret, it’s really Lord Minaret, this is not a dream, this is not an illusion, and it’s not a drug, nor a simulation…" another female dark elf looked at Minaret, "Lord Minaret, you have come to save us."
"Impossible, Lord Minaret cannot appear, this must be a new type of illusion…" Bard mumbled.
Blood had already begun to flow from his bones.
He did not even know why there were blood vessels in his bones.
His mind was already broken; he had gone mad from countless experiments.
Each dark elf has a different age and level, and they endure different experiments.
"Leader, hurry and run!" A relatively clear-headed dark elf exclaimed, "This is the laboratory of the Church of the Dawn Goddess, hurry!"
"Why should we run?" Minaret said with a smile, a hint of tears appearing in her eyes.
"Your Majesty, you are not their match. They have the Magical Circle of Deicide, and all around us are Death Knights!" The dark elf said anxiously, "Quickly, please run!"
"The church captured dark elves, intending to train them to become thieves and weapons for the church. Why are you being treated like this?" Minaret said softly.
In Celica’s domain, all the dark elves were being trained normally, to become a strength for the church in the future.
Their bonds of family, friendship, and love tie them together, making them serve the church loyally.
This way, they are warriors, and at least they can survive.
Even if they have little dignity, they can still live.
"I don’t know, we thought we were going to carry out a mission, and then we were brought here. Your Majesty, please leave quickly, they are coming soon. The power of the Church of the Dawn Goddess is too strong…" A dark elf knelt down.
"Leader, let’s go quickly…"
"Don’t worry about us, we are not their match…"
One dark elf after another knelt down.
Finally, only Bard remained.
"Is it really you, Queen?" Bard seemed to come back to reality, looking confusedly at Minaret.
"It is me…" Minaret tightened her grip on the dagger in her hand.
"Queen, please don’t look at me like this!" Bard wanted to stab himself with the bone dagger but found he didn’t even have the strength to end his own life, "Queen, don’t look at me, don’t look at me…"
"I will go take revenge for you." Minaret closed her eyes.
"No, please, don’t…" a dark elf said in shock, "As long as you are alive, we still have hope."
"Don’t take revenge for us, we don’t want to be the sinners of the dark elves!"
"Lord Minaret, you should leave quickly and save more of our people…"
"We are already broken; you must protect yourself and rescue more people!"
"I’m sorry, the past me could not protect you." Minaret looked up at the sky, his eyes shining with light.
In an instant, the Divine Seal on Karoso’s third layer began to glow, and mysterious powers spread upwards, gathering around Minaret.
"Leave? I can’t escape anymore!" Minaret’s face gradually showed a smile, a smile that was almost mad, "How can I leave when the church does this to you?"
A terrifying power spread over Minaret, and mysterious rules appeared around him in the form of words.
Boom!
A beam of light that pierced through heaven and earth shattered two layers of Seastone.
Minaret looked at the moonlight pouring down and the many amazed people, then took a step forward.
With this step, she stepped out of the Goblin ruins, looking down at all the followers of the Church of Dawn Goddess from above.
In her hand, there was no longer the top-quality dagger, but a bleeding bone blade.
