Shall we not seek out Inshen who still believed that locating En she should take precedence at this moment.
Then let the prison tiger dispatch a king level warrior to search otherwise it would raise too many suspicions.
Bayou turned her gaze toward the tiger guards who shook their heads in response.
As a trusted confidant of Inshi, the guard was unaware of her whereabouts.
Bayou had not harbored high hopes for this.
The vast expanse of the northernmost territory was immense.
And even if the over 100,000 ice field white tigers were scattered, it would be nearly impossible to find Inshi if she was deliberately hiding.
Rather than waste time searching for Inshi, it would be more efficient to deal with the disobedient clan elders directly.
Agreed.
Leanu nodded, more concerned that Enshi might be captured, in which case all its preparations would be in vain.
It would then have to confront the entire Icefield White Tiger clan.
Of course, Bayou's decision to wait before launching an attack stemmed from another reason.
She had received a message from Chunfong while conversing with Lean Hu 2 hours earlier in the city of the undead.
After Bayu's departure, Chunfong was responsible for managing all the subjects and the operations within the city.
In essence, he oversaw internal affairs while the six kings were tasked with warfare with the necromancers commanding the overall strategy.
Chunfong held dominion over the city while Chuna led the undead in battles across the wild grasslands.
At that moment, the portal shimmerred with a fiery orange light as Lee Lings arrived in the city of the undead.
Upon seeing her, Chunfong was struck by a peculiar sensation.
Leelings appeared strangely altered, enveloped in a shroud of dark mist.
Her features obscured and her aura faint to chun foam.
It felt as if she were not a being of this reality.
We're all fallen angels like this.
For instance, if a normal person were to be likened to a 4K resolution, Lee Lingsy at this moment resembled a mere 360p.
Although she had never met Shinfo, she understood that the inhabitants of the city of the undead were undoubtedly Bayou's subjects and of considerable status at that.
After some conversation, Leelings learned from Chunfong that Bayou was currently absent from the city of the undead.
With a sense of helplessness, she revealed the purpose of her visit.
She sought assistance.
Leeling hoped that Shinfong could help her contact by you to request aid.
Why don't you reach out yourself instead of making this journey? Shinfong inquired perplexed.
After a moment of contemplation, Lee Lingsy disclosed the truth.
Her true form is ins snared within the demonic realm of Bedell's state.
At present, she is not her original self, but rather a sort of sacrificial avatar, a strategic contingency.
This corporeal manifestation can transform into her second life upon the demise of her true form.
Or it may directly perish in place of her original self.
In the current predicament, even in her role as a substitute, she offers no assistance to her true self.
During the time her original self is trapped, she is unable to utilize any aspect of the system.
Furthermore, the memories of the two bodies do not interconnect, she can only deduce the circumstances of her true self based on her own condition.
Should her clarity increase, it would signify that her true self's death is imminent.
Upon hearing Lee Lelings's rapid recounting, Chunfong comprehended the situation.
Although he could directly command the undead to assist Leelings, he felt compelled to consult Bayou first.
What if Bayou is unwilling to lend aid? The Lord has yet to perish.
Chun Fong pondered, perplexed.
Logically, the emperor level beings should have annihilated them instantaneously, especially since they were employing a dimensional realm.
Leelings remained oblivious to the concept of a dimensional realm, a conclusion Chinfong arrived at through a narrative.
I am currently unaware of anything.
However, the fact that the portal in my city remains illuminated indicates that he has not yet succumbed.
Leelings possesses only one subject and she is unequivocally correct in this regard.
When will Bayou return? She should have attained the emperor level by now, which is Leing's sole hope.
Shabu Bayou failed to reach that level, her current body would indeed be lost, yielding profound consequences far beyond merely losing safeguard.
She has been gone for 2 days without specifying her return.
I shall inquire.
With clarity on the entire situation, Chunfong swiftly relayed the details to Bayou.
In her current state, Lee Lingsy was unable to view the system panel and could only await anxiously at the side.
Ding-dong.
The system notification chimed, prompting Chon Fong to glance at the chat panel.
Bayou got sounds delightful.
We can procure a few.
Chinfo boss, why is your focus so peculiar? Bayou, an unknown emperor level demon.
Yes, let the undead scout the situation.
If it is of high rank, we shall abandon the endeavor.
A single emperor level corpse is certainly worth assisting.
Shun foam.
Understood, boss.
by you.
By the way, should you slay it? Remember to have the undead summon it as a death knight.
After responding to the message, Chun Fong close the system panel and turn to Leelings.
The boss will not return in the short term.
I can enlist the aid of the undead.
Bayu's lack of mention regarding her return implied she would not be back soon.
Two emperor level undead should suffice.
The undead can contend with emperor level entities.
Leel Lingsy displayed a rare moment of surprise to which Shan Fo merely smiled in silence.
Although he was a subject of Bayou and the other party was her ally, he did not feel inferior.
Moreover, his strength was not lesser than theirs.
Soon, Chunfong summoned the undead along with two grim reaper guards, instructing them to accompany Lee Lingi to the city of fallen angels.
After a moment of contemplation, Chinfo resolved to personally visit the city as it would facilitate timely updates to Bayou regarding the specific information.
Besides, Xiao Yianu was still within the city.
I shall make a trip to the city of fallen angels.
Shun called out to Xiao Lianu before stepping through the portal.
Xiao Yinshi had noticed Lee Lings's arrival, but refrained from intervening since Chunfong had taken charge.
At that moment, she was enthusiastically collaborating with the dwarves to design new garments, having grown weary of her lack of attire.
Why had she not thought of enlisting the dwarves assistance in crafting clothing earlier? It struck her as peculiar that everyone seemed intent on departing, Xiao Liua murmured to herself, merely acknowledging Chun Fangs words in passing.
Her mind was wholly consumed by her clothing designs as she aspired to create a fashion that would set the trend across the continent.
Chapter 385.
Surviving the aftermath in the fallen city of Apuni.
Chunfang's figure closely followed, eliciting little surprise from Leeling Sei.
Her primary concern lay with the formidable strength of the three undead.
Standing before the portal, she paused to observe, glancing back at Shenfong and the three specters.
Will you all venture through together? No, we must first ascertain the demons powers.
Chun foam elucidated, then gestured for the undead to commence their actions.
The silent specters soared directly into the portal.
Leelings cast a worried gaze at the flickering orange red glow emanating from the threshold, her heart weighed down by forboding.
Meanwhile, in Poale State, the valley had been reduced to barren earth.
The once idyllic haven, replete with melodious bird song and fragrant blooms, had transformed into a desolate wasteland wreaking of decay.
The catgirl lord, the demon male, Lee Lingi, and the royal demon had all vanished, leaving behind only a dilapitated town.
They now found themselves within the realm of the demon Belalooi king.
Within this domain, it was not an abyss of void, but rather a landscape littered with the remnants of crumbling structures.
The Belusai king, no longer towering as before, now resembled a human in stature.
Instead of executing them outright, it engaged them in a macob game.
Perhaps driven by long years of solitude or a simple predelection for savoring the dying struggles of its prey.