Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!

Chapter 158.1: The Truth of the World, Compassion and the Origin of the Quasigods (1)

Sebastian failed to frame Haines or control the late queen; his perfect plan had failed repeatedly. Right now, his final chance of winning was to purify the skull of Compassion and obtain the strongest crown.

The Tragic Moon Queen was a true god and the plan she gave should not be fake.

However, Sebastian had to move quickly.

After all, there was not much time left before Alice completed the coronation ceremony.

Sebastian left Leta.

Activating a spatial teleportation spell, he arrived at a tropical rainforest in the south of the mortal world.

This was a desolate land with no borders.

For the past few thousand years, there was countless evidence that proved that a gigantic quasigods' lair existed somewhere in this area.

A large number of distorted quasigods that were amorphous and could split at will resided here.

They reproduced and walked out of this place, lingering in the mortal world, searching for traces of the elves.

This was the forbidden ground of the elves and also their eternal place of pain.

This was the ancient Elven Empire that was destroyed by the quasigods—Fremont.

However, now, this area had a new name.

Humans, dwarves, Inca people and various intelligent races that were not elves gathered here and called this rainforest occupied by quasigods...

The Hunting Ground.

Sebastian arrived at the periphery of the rainforest. Here, he saw many rich and lively small towns. This was an outpost for hunting quasigods. A large number of adventurers replenished, traded and recruited companions here. They would enter the forest to hunt the derivatives of quasigods and the weakest quasigods and extract valuable divinity substances from them.

After many years of operation, hunting quasigods had already become an interconnected industrial chain that produced shocking value every year. From the adventurers at the bottom to the wealthy merchants and oligarchs at the top, the entire industry supported the livelihood of countless people.

Hunting quasigods?

Although this sounded ridiculous, in reality, for any race that was not elves, quasigods were almost equivalent to walking gold—harmless, easy to obtain and valuable.

That was because although quasigods were ferocious and extremely aggressive towards elves…

They were extremely docile towards any other race apart from the elves and completely ignored them.

Hunting quasigods, one did not have to worry about attracting aggression from the powerful quasigods nor did they have to fear retaliation from the race after the hunt was over. As long as they chose the right opponents, there would be no price to pay.

Sebastian walked into a small town and hired a team of adventurers.

This was an adventurer team formed by humans. There were not many of them and their quality was average. They were considered an extremely ordinary adventurer group in the entire mortal world.

Even such weak mortals could enter the forest where the quasigods resided easily. If they were lucky, they would be able to hunt one or two extremely weak quasigod derivatives and obtain a considerable reward.

These adventurers were clearly newbies.

In the face of a commission that exceeded the market price by ten times, these naive fellows did not realize the abnormality of this business. Instead, they signed the contract with Sebastian happily without a word.

"Elf? You're an actual elf?"

The adventurers chuckled and asked, "Aren't you afraid of death? To think that you would dare to come here."

Sebastian said indifferently, "I'm going to pay my respects to my god."

"Your god?"

The adventurers sneered. "Aren't all the gods of your elves dead? Or are you going to worship these monsters? Are you crazy?"

Sebastian could not be bothered to explain to them. "Shut up and do your job."

An adventurer shook his head. "Forget it. In any case, we took your money so it's your call."

The adventurers knew very well that they were only the weakest soldiers. If the so-called worship of this elf was to go deep into the Hunting Ground…

In that case, the adventurers would not be able to protect him against the attacks of the quasigods.

However, so what?

In any case, the quasigods would only attack the elf but they would be fine.

The leader of the adventurers extended his hand. "Pay a deposit first. 50%."

Sebastian paid.

The adventurers were satisfied. This way, even if this elf was eaten by the quasigods halfway, they would not suffer a loss.

"Say, which area are you planning to head to? A one-kilometer zone? A five-kilometer zone? Let's make it clear first. We won't be going beyond the ten-kilometer zone."

The divinity domain of a quasigod would gradually appear within ten kilometers of the Hunting Ground. That was not something that ordinary people could withstand. Furthermore, the deeper one went, the greater the pressure of the domain.

"Let me see…"

Sebastian took out a map and combined it with the coordinates given to him by the Tragic Moon Queen before pointing out a position.

Sebastian said, "Here."

The adventurers were shocked. "This... f*cking hell! 300 kilometers?! Wait, are you crazy?! Isn't that the f*cking center of the domain?! Even demigods can't set foot there!"

Sebastian's expression was calm. "I'm going here."

"You're really going? Fufu, alright…"

The adventurers sneered and nodded in agreement.

This lunatic said that he wanted to go to the center, but did that mean that he could really do it?

Come to think of it, he would probably be devoured by the quasigods outright a few steps in.

Let him be.

With that thought in mind…

A dimensional rift opened in front of the adventurers.

Sebastian slashed through the air gently with a finger, tearing apart a slice of space, revealing a deep and beautiful dimensional rift.

Instantly, the expressions of the adventurers changed.

They never expected… this elf to be a demigod!

Sebastian said, "Let's go."

The adventurers looked flustered and stopped.

Did a demigod need to hire adventurers to protect him?

No, that was impossible!

In that case, what exactly did this guy want them to do?

Furthermore… could it be that the other end of the teleportation gate was really… the central area?!

Instantly, the adventurers panicked and trembled in fear.

Sebastian's expression was cold. "Go in. Don't make me repeat myself."

The adventurers: "… U-Understood..."

Although they knew that the path ahead was filled with danger... disobeying a demigod was equivalent to death as well.

The adventurers walked into the dimensional rift in fear.

Sebastian followed closely behind.

According to the edict left behind by the Tragic Moon Queen for Sebastian, the only way to purify Compassion's skull in the mortal world was hidden in the ruins of the ancient Elven Empire of Fremont.

At the same, that was also the lair of the quasigods.

Not only was there a way to purify the skeleton, there was also... the truth of everything.

…

Passing through the chaotic vortex, Sebastian saw the scenery of the mortal world once more.

This was the base camp of the quasigods and the only lair of these monsters in the mortal world. Sebastian had imagined more than once how terrifying and distorted this place would be.

However, when he truly arrived…

What appeared before him was neither the lair of the monster nor the ruins of the capital a thousand years ago.

It was a picturesque scenery as beautiful as a paradise!

This was a prosperous and beautiful classical town.

Furthermore, there were indeed residents in the town.

They were all elves. Who would have thought that there would be a group of elves living and working peacefully in this ferocious land occupied by the quasigods?

However, what was even more unbelievable was yet to come.

Sebastian even witnessed the elven gods of the past…

He raised his head and saw a beautiful elven goddess wrapped in a snow-white glow generously bestowing blessings on the elves living here, allowing them to obtain a long lifespan, a strong physique and inexhaustible ley lines. She protected them from worry and allowed them to live a carefree life in peace…

The buildings of the Fremont architectural style stood on the land protected by the gods.

It was just like the Fremont Elven Empire that dominated the mortal world a thousand years ago.

Here…

It was simply paradise.

It was the paradise that the elves dreamed of!

To this, Sebastian was moved. He was obsessed with the beautiful scenery in front of him. However… he recalled something.