Chapter 659 - Second Siege of Orida Fortress (5) (1/2)

Chapter 659: Second Siege of Orida Fortress (5)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The Army of Destruction retreated.

Starlight Rose Princess Ellie Danas had been gravely hurt. The army was about to lose its commander, so they had to retreat.

It was a pity because the human army met misfortune too. Other than people like Kanorse being wounded, the army’s most important Light Priest suddenly lost power too. This made the army unable to pursue the enemy.

The two sides were at a stalemate again.

The Army of Destruction didn’t stop until they reached the Black Forest. Other than the Warriors ordered to stand guard, the other Dark Elf doctors and Destructive Priestesses all gathered in the general’s tent to help Princess Ellie.

Hiss.

Hoarse breathing sounded inside the tent like a broken windbag. Then Priestess Molina asked, “Your Highness? Your Highness, can you hear me?”

Three seconds later, there was a raspy and weak voice. “I’m not dead yet, but I’m close. Heal me.”

To regular people, a broken heart was fatal, but Eugene was a Legendary Magician. To Magicians, the physical body was only a shell. It was a bit pathetic when the shell was broken, but they wouldn’t die.

In the tent, Eugene lay weakly on a bear-hide rug. Her clothing had been taken off, revealing a huge bloody hole on the left of her chest. Through the hole, one could see the mangled heart. The veins under the pale white skin around the hole had turned dark. They were filled with eerie and unnatural Battle Aura. At a glance, the veins looked like a net of death that had trapped Eugene.

Even more terrifying was that the darkness was spreading at an incredible rate. Eugene was a Level-14 Magician, but she was using all her power to keep herself alive after the injury. She couldn’t fend off the Assassin’s Battle Aura.

If she didn’t have outside help, this flesh body would definitely die. In fact, she would watch her body die bit by bit.

Eugene’s soul was powerful, and she was completely familiar with flesh bodies, but this process was still like torture.

The Dark Elf doctors were helpless against such a horrible injury. After feeding Eugene some medicine, they could only stare at Molina. As the God of Destruction’s Saint, only she had the ability to save their princess.

Molina’s expression was strange. She looked at the injury, seeming to study it. After a while, she said, “I should be able to cure it, but I can’t be disturbed.”

“Everyone, get out,” Eugene said.

Soon, only Eugene and Molina were left in the tent. Molina cast a soundproof barrier but didn’t hurry with the healing. “Your Highness, to be honest, you’re greatly injured, and only I can heal you. I’m the only one in this entire camp who can, but…why should I?”

Eugene froze. She stared at Molina and saw her faint smile. Molina looked calmly at Eugene, and it suddenly dawned on the princess.

Yes, she was the Dark Elf Princess right now. The Dark Elves were a weak race. They could only be the leaders now because of her. If something happened to her, Molina, as a Naga, would definitely take the chance to get her authority back.

Now, she had two choices. She could give in to Molina and save this body. She would continue to be the Army of Destruction’s general, but in reality, she would have to listen to Molina. Or she could give up now. She could abandon this body since she had many backup bodies throughout. But then everything she’d put in would go to waste.

She didn’t want to choose either option. A few seconds later, she rasped, “I won’t submit to you, but I can promise you something… Don’t forget, this is the best time to attack the Orida Fortress. If you save me, my magic can easily destroy the fortress.”

“Indeed.” Molina nodded. “That is why I can save you. However, I’m still not too sure about you. Ambition burns in your eyes.”

With that, dark red light flared in Molina’s hand. “This is a loyalty pact. Once it is complete, you will become my master’s most loyal slave. I think that is the most reliable solution.”

“In your dreams!” Eugene roared.

She couldn’t lose her freedom. After centuries of being alive, no one had ever restricted her. Anyone who wanted to take her freedom had to bear the consequences.

“I’m afraid you don’t have a choice, Your Highness.” Molina moved her hand, and the dark red light floated towards Eugene.

Fury almost shot out of Eugene’s eyes. She glared at Molina, saying coldly, “The God of Destruction? Good, very good. I’ll make you pay!”

As she spoke, she gave up on fending off the foreign Battle Aura and allowed it to ravage her body. Her soul shook, preparing to leave this body and go elsewhere. But then she realized something was wrong. A strange power restricted her, making it impossible to leave this body.

“Stop struggling, Your Highness.” Molina smiled. “Perhaps you fooled my master at the beginning, but it was only temporary. My master already knows everything about you… I don’t know if you’ve heard this phrase. Don’t test a god; don’t pull tricks before a god. To a god, you’re just an ant crawling on the ground. Accept this fate.”

Molina pressed down lightly and the dark red light buried into the Dark Elf princess’ body that Eugene was using. Eugene shook and tensed like a shrimp getting cooked. Her pupils constricted and she was in this state for a few seconds. Then her body relaxed suddenly, falling back onto the bearskin hide with a thud.

Eugene’s pupils were back to normal. Dark red light curled upon the wound on her chest, driving out the foreign Battle Aura. The flesh around the wound seemed to come to life. It kept quivering and growing. It seemed that Eugene’s fatal injury would recover soon.