Chapter 622 - 620: Rose Snaps His Fingers (Not Thanos)

"It’s done. The withered power will slowly age and kill her."

Solais relaxed after the successful assassination.

After shaking off Mornis’s pursuit, he took a breath and went to the stronghold in Watch City to rest, planning to recuperate before returning to the Holy Tree.

Using the withered power consumes a large amount of life force each time, and this life force is extremely difficult to replenish. Some of the life force, once used, cannot be replenished and is deducted as lifespan.

Solais, compared to the Elf Race, is actually quite young. Many of his peers are in their prime, while he is already on the verge of death. Such is the cost of using withered power.

But he does not regret it. After Disola rescued him from the human cage, Solais dedicated everything to the Elf King and the Holy Tree.

He exchanged his life force for powerful strength. With Disola’s consent, he avenged the group of elves who were captured with him by delving into the human world to kill those slave merchants and Slave Masters, and even executed the elves who cooperated with slave merchants on the Elf Race side one by one.

In this process, he completed task after task assigned by Disola and the Elf King. Until now, having reached the fifth tier, his life force was severely depleted, living each day as it comes.

"The Holy Daughter of the Holy Court? I have killed many High Priests of the Holy Court before, but this is the first time killing a Holy Daughter. She’s indeed strong, but as long as a trace of withered power enters the body, there’s no chance of survival."

Solais never considered that anything could block the invasion of withered power, because in all his years of assassinations, he never encountered a mage from the life faction.

And he thinks, even if Elina were to take action, it’s unlikely she could heal the Holy Daughter named Hilia, unless the Holy Daughter herself possesses life force that can compensate for her lifespan loss.

Even if Elina can use life magic, she has no way to extend someone’s life—her strength is insufficient.

As for the Recovery Temple... Solais is unaware of the Recovery Temple.

Summarizing the situation of this task in his mind, Solais contacted Disola.

"The mission is complete."

Disola replied quickly.

"Thank you for your hard work. With you taking action, I can be at ease. This is your last task, and after you come back, rest peacefully. After that, whatever you want to do, just do it."

"Whatever I want to do?" Solais touched his hair, as rough as tree bark, and shook his head: "My whole life is about revenge; there’s nothing else to do."

"After you return, I’ll arrange something for you. You’ve worked hard."

"..."

After resting briefly in the stronghold, Solais quietly left, slipping into the shadows. As he left the stronghold manor, he glanced at those secretly watching, pondered for a moment, and chose not to act, leaving silently.

The Shadow Mage moves worldwide with natural swiftness.

The distance between Watch City and the Elf Royal City is far, yet by fully driving his craft, he returned to the underground of the Holy Tree in just a few hours.

And at this moment, it wasn’t even evening.

Upon arrival, he couldn’t wait to reach the very center underground of the Holy Tree, intending to resonate with it using his life force to adjust the chaos and life force loss caused by evading Mornis’s pursuit.

Disola arrived there too, checked his condition, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, the life force consumption is less than I expected, the target didn’t seem to resist?"

Solais nodded: "I attacked at her weakest moment after the final treatment when her magic power was nearly depleted. The scant magic power wasn’t enough to form a spell shield to resist my attack, especially since she was only at the fourth tier..."

Solais explained the details.

After listening, Disola applauded: "Good, very good, you’ve accomplished a great feat. The King’s reward will come after this is settled. For now, rest here and don’t worry about the rest."

"As you command!"

Disola smiled. Even though they received the news after Solais’s successful assassination, it wasn’t until Solais returned safely and confirmed the news that he could finally relax.

After encouraging Solais a bit, Disola hurriedly left and quickly reached a secret room.

The Elf King was already waiting inside.

Disola relayed Solais’s words verbatim to the Elf King, who nodded.

"There’s news from Watch City that the girl remains frozen, and this incident has alarmed the Holy Court. The Holy Court is starting to take action, very good."

The Elf King smiled.

Whether Hilia recovers or not, his goal was already achieved.

What he wanted was for Hilia to leave or for the Holy Court to become anxious.

As long as the Holy Court is anxious, everything would be negotiable.

Only if the Holy Court remained calm without any reaction would he doubt the assassination’s effectiveness.

"But Elina seems to be beside Hilia..." Disola suddenly thought of something and hurriedly reported: "According to the withered wood informants from Watch City, Elina seems to have disappeared."

The Elf King slightly frowned, "I have heard something about this. Have folks over there assist Candia in searching for her; she must not secretly treat Hilia."

"Can Miss Elina really cure the withered power?"

"Not certain, but better safe than sorry."

The Elf King shook his head, just about to say more when suddenly he seemed aware of something and sharply looked at Disola, his expression uncertain.

Disola sensed something as well, looking down at his own hand.

He saw his hand slowly transforming into a sand-like substance, gradually floating upwards and then dissipating into the air.

"What’s happening?"

The Elf King frowned.

Disola delicately sensed it and turned pale: "It’s an issue with the Holy Tree."

Feeling the rapidly diminishing power and life, he immediately rose and dashed toward the central underground area of the Holy Tree, without even notifying the Elf King.

The Elf King, his expression serious, quickly followed.

As a king, he himself possessed sixth-tier strength.

This was the basic qualification for becoming the ruler of a nation.

There has never been a precedent of an ordinary person becoming a monarch while commanding a group of strong ones. Ordinary people who understand governing a nation can only become advisors to a monarch at most.

Without combat prowess, it is challenging to command respect.

Even if obtained through consuming potions, it must reach beyond the fifth tier.

Whether strong or not is secondary, primarily there must be tier enhancement.

While Disola and the Elf King rushed over, in other places, members of the withered power faction experienced events similar to Disola.

But even more severe was Solais, located at the center underground of the Holy Tree, who was supposed to be recuperating.

At this moment, he fearfully gazed at a girl’s virtual shadow slowly emerging before him.