I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means-Chapter 687 - 443 Liss Backup Plan_2

Chapter 687: Chapter 443: Lis’s Backup Plan_2

Chapter 687: Chapter 443: Lis’s Backup Plan_2

Now he certainly didn’t have the strength to take Cecil across the Blood Sea formed by the Abyss Blood Tree.

Using Magic Power, Lis cleared a clean area at the foot of the city wall and carefully let Cecil lean against the nearby wall.

After casting the strongest Protection Magic to safeguard Cecil, Lis stood up and firmly memorized his current location.

He had to give it a try!

After making up his mind, Lis’s figure vanished on the spot like a shadow.

…

Meanwhile, at the moment of Lis’s disappearance.

In the Elf Royal Court, at the golden tower of the Illiser family,

Unlike other parts of the Elf Royal Court, this golden tower was completely free of any flesh lumps or blood, and it even seemed a few degrees brighter and more resplendent than before.

Within the entire golden tower, there was no longer any hint of living presence, it was so quiet that it bordered on eerie.

Inside a room high up, Pompey Illiser sat quietly in a chair, his eyes closed, expression peaceful.

“Hmm?”

Pompey opened his eyes and looked towards a certain edge of the Elf Royal Court outside the window.

“Has he left?”

“I didn’t expect him to break free from the influence of the Mystery Lock Illusion, which is somewhat troublesome,” Pompey muttered in a calm tone.

Although he was currently devoting most of his energy to controlling the Blood Sacrifice Ceremony of the entire Elf Royal Court, killing Lis wasn’t impossible.

It just wouldn’t have any meaning.

He had already seen through Lis’s current Status; killing that Lis would not affect anything significant, and might even prematurely alert his True Body to the events occurring within the Elf Royal Court.

That’s also why, upon sensing something was off with Lis, Pompey did not strike directly but let things take their course and even subtly guided Lis to immerse deeper into the illusion.

“Really now, wasn’t the illusion I constructed beautiful enough?”

“What’s the rush to leave?”

Pompey shook his head helplessly and smiled gently.

Since he became the Abyss Evil God and ascended to the pinnacle step by step, countless years had passed. As an outlier among the Abyss Lords, he proceeded with his plans in the calmest and coldest state.

Even if he could now kill that elf named Cecil, what would be the point?

It was better to advance the ceremony as much as possible and achieve his ultimate purpose before the Elf Gods could react.

Pompey looked towards the center of the Elf Royal Court, at the location of the World Tree Altar.

“Almost there, the passage is about to open!”

“Just a little bit more.”

…

Outside the Elf Royal Court, at a place a hundred kilometers away in the Elf Forest,

Angela sat on a tall giant tree, boredly kicking her fair and graceful legs under her blood-colored skirt.

It had been several days since she and Lis had separated, and she was obediently staying here waiting for Lis’s return as arranged.

Tilting her head in thought, Angela resisted the urge and carefully took out a strawberry cake from her storage ring.

Plump, fresh strawberries adorned the cake, made with pink jam, white cream, and sponge—looking utterly charming and tempting.

“This is the last strawberry cake, should I eat it now?”

Angela had a bit of a headache, these strawberry cakes were her favorite dessert, and Lis had specifically prepared them for her before leaving.

But now there was only one left.

“I’ll wait and eat it later!”

Angela decided after a moment and spoke to herself.

After wiping the pink jam off the corner of her mouth, the girl took out a mango cake from her storage ring.

“Ah, the mango cake is delicious too!”

“The cakes are almost finished, I’m so bored, why isn’t Lis waking up yet.”

As Angela entertained herself, down below,

Next to the giant tree, on the clean green grass, a person lay quietly, completely protected by a pale Magic Shield.

Lis opened his eyes, as the avatar formed by his special Skill “Mirror Body” dissipated completely, and all memories of the avatar returned to his original body.

Yes, the one that appeared in the Elf Royal Court before was indeed an avatar created by Lis’s “Mirror Body.”

As he was about to return to the Elf Royal Court, Lis found an excuse to leave the team and took this opportunity to use the [Mirror Body] Skill, allowing his clone to take his place and rejoin the team.

Since the [Mirror Body] Skill was highly realistic, creating a clone exhausted all of Lis’s Magic Power, and because he focused all his energy and thoughts into the clone, it was able to last a long period of time without being detected by others in the elf team.

Angela was also a part of Lis’s arrangements, waiting safely outside the Elf Royal Court in advance.

This was to ensure that he would not be affected by external factors while he fully concentrated on his clone.

This was Lis’s plan, as he knew that the Elf Royal Court was about to face imminent destruction, making it extremely dangerous to go there in person.

One misstep, and even Mr. Stephens wouldn’t be able to save him.

Letting the [Mirror Body] clone follow the elf team to the Elf Royal Court would be safe; no matter what happened, Lis could easily dissipate the clone and withdraw his attention without affecting his true self.

However, Lis had not anticipated that the entire Elf Royal Court had already been destroyed by Demogorgon, and his true self was also immersed due to the influence of the clone.

If he couldn’t realize this, he would never be able to awaken.

“It’s truly terrifying…”

Lis dispersed the Protection Magic surrounding his body and stood up.

The methods of Demogorgon were completely beyond his speculation; he had never imagined that Demogorgon would create a massive illusion, engulfing the entire Elf City in it.

Lis highly suspected that the bodies of the elves who lived in the Elf Royal Court had been completely destroyed and dead, but it was very likely that their souls remained trapped within that vast illusion.

If not, he could not explain the behavior of Cecil’s mother, Ariana.

Could that also be part of the ritual?

Exactly how was it accomplished?

Lis’s expression was extremely troubled; the current situation was considerably dire, leaving him at a loss as to where to begin.

“Lis, you’ve woken up!”

Angela leapt down from the tree, transformed into Little Bat, and perched on Lis’s head to ask:

“Why did you sleep for so long?”

“Just like Lord Burns!”

“Angela, how long did I sleep?”

Lis touched the white Little Bat and asked softly:

“Counting from when your clone left, it’s been three days!”

Angela waved her little paws and said earnestly.

“Only three days?”

In the illusion, Lis had spent nearly two to three months; did this mean that time flowed differently in the illusion and reality?

He couldn’t concern himself with that now; Lis got up, ready to return to the Elf Royal Court.

But instantaneously, he stopped in his tracks.

“No!”

Lis suddenly recalled a detail that could very well be Pompey Illiser, the one who might be disguised as Demogorgon.

All these events were likely crafted by Pompey behind the scenes; otherwise, how could so many elf legends disappear without a trace?

Overwhelming strength was only part of it; more likely, it was inside backstabbing that made this possible.

And as the City Lord and clan leader of the Illiser Family, Pompey naturally could gain the unconditional trust of those elf legends, especially when the entire Elf Royal Court faced hidden threats.

Lis suspected that Pompey, who was Demogorgon, had seen through the reality of the clone, designing the illusion in such a way as to keep it sinking further into the illusion.

Only in this manner could his true body be mired and prevented from alerting the outside world to the abnormalities within the Elf Royal Court.

Now, Lis had two choices.

The first choice was to stay put, await the end of Demogorgon’s plans, and seize the opportunity to take the [World Tree New Bud];

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The second choice was to expose Demogorgon’s plans, allowing the Elf Gods to confront Demogorgon, which might be the only way to rescue Cecil.

But if he chose the second option, Lis was likely to miss out on the [World Tree New Bud].

Even the Elf Gods would not give up on an artifact of the [World Tree New Bud]’s caliber.

But thinking of Cecil, recalling the shyness and expectation of the Elf Girl in the illusion, recalling Ariana’s final request…

“Damn it!”

“Screw you, Demon Prince!”

Lis stood in place to catch his breath, then clenched his fists and prayed with his hands placed on his chest:

“Great Creator, Guardian, and Ruler of the Elves, Supreme Correlon…”