It seemed the Jewel Mage, Kischur, hadn't truly appeared; what manifested was merely a projection he had teleported from another world.
The fact that he could accomplish this was enough to demonstrate Kischur's power.
Also, neither Mo Shuying nor Ying Xiang knew what benefits Kischur had given the Clock Tower to make them give up Morgan.
It was imaginable that the price must have been enormous; otherwise, it wouldn't have satisfied the people of the Clock Tower.
And Mo Shuying also didn't understand what kind of connection existed between Ying Xiang and Kischur that would make Kischur pay such a huge price to help Ying Xiang keep Morgan.
Ying Xiang, what exactly are you planning?
A little later, the group was no longer in that tall tower but on their way to Spirit Tomb Albion.
A group of six, their target was the second layer. Morgan followed behind them, along with Melusine and the Fairy Princess.
Along the way, Mo Shuying observed the three, Morgan included, who seemed completely normal, and felt numerous doubts. The six entered the second layer unimpeded and arrived at the teleportation point.
Morgan and the two Fairy Knights stood on the teleportation array. Morgan connected all the massive Magecraft Circuits and began to activate the teleportation.
As the Magecraft Circuits of the second layer lit up again, Morgan looked at Ying Xiang with a somewhat complex expression.
Ying Xiang, however, smiled and spoke.
"Don't forget our agreement."
"Hmph, since I lost the bet, I will naturally honor the agreement. Don't worry, when the moment of descent arrives, I will appear."
Morgan said coldly, clutching the newly reformed Holy Lance in her hand. She finally fully activated the Magecraft, then teleported away.
Watching the gradually dimming light of the teleportation array, Mo Shuying had even more questions, but he didn't voice them yet.
"Mr. Mo must be very curious, why I let Morgan leave."
"..."
Mo Shuying looked at Ying Xiang; this girl was truly much, much smarter than before.
Ying Xiang turned to Mo Shuying and smiled, her hands clasped behind her back, displaying a naive and innocent side of herself.
She paced back and forth in front of Mo Shuying, then finally faced him and spoke.
"There's actually nothing to hide about this matter. To prevent Mr. Mo from ignoring me due to doubt, I've decided to explain."
Ying Xiang extended a finger.
"Actually, a great crisis is approaching. Although we jointly repelled that great crisis before, it will definitely return. To cope with this great crisis, we need the power of the Lostbelt Kings, and Morgan is indispensable."
"..."
Mo Shuying frowned after hearing this. He understood the reasoning, but Morgan couldn't even defeat him. Was her power truly needed?
As if sensing Mo Shuying's thoughts, Ying Xiang smiled and explained.
"Does Mr. Mo think Morgan is too weak? She's clearly your defeated opponent; do we really need her power?"
Ying Xiang shook her head and continued.
"Mr. Mo is very strong, that's for sure, but the Lostbelt Kings are not weak. They themselves represent the power of a segment of history. Some kings can even control world-class power. The reason Morgan is somewhat weaker is because they left their fairy homeland, and their strength weakens and declines every day. If they were in their true fairy homeland, I don't believe Mr. Mo could defeat Morgan."
"..."
Mo Shuying had never considered such a problem. Of course, just hearing Ying Xiang say it, Mo Shuying wasn't entirely convinced, after all, Morgan was currently his defeated opponent.
"The kings at their peak are still terrifying. Without them, we would have been defeated by that external enemy back then. This can actually be considered a merit. Considering this merit, nothing must happen to Morgan."
Ying Xiang's expression darkened slightly, as she had lost a lot in that battle.
Mo Shuying noticed the change in Ying Xiang's mood and quickly spoke.
"Since you've said so, then there's definitely no problem. In that case, Morgan can be considered one of us. And Brother Zheng as well. This means we'll have two Lostbelt Kings joining us. If so, where do we go next? Continue to recruit other kings?"
Mo Shuying diverted the topic. The corners of Ying Xiang's mouth curved into a smile, her expression brightening again, then a smug grin appeared on her face as she spoke.
"Are you underestimating me too much? Do you really think that after all this time, I haven't managed to recruit a single king?"
Mo Shuying's expression immediately turned curious upon hearing this, and he asked.
"Who else?"
"Hehehe~"
Ying Xiang smugly rubbed the tip of her nose, then said.
"Scáthach-Skadi, the King of the North, Arjuna, the King of Ancient India, Zeus, the King of Greece, plus His Majesty the First Emperor and Morgan. Now only Ivan the Terrible of the Bear Country is left."
Mo Shuying's eyes widened upon hearing this. He hadn't expected Ying Xiang to be so capable! Without him realizing it, she had already allied with so many Lostbelt Kings!
"Amazing, Ying Xiang! By the way, why isn't Ivan the Terrible participating? Has he not been beaten enough? Should I go ask him?"
Mo Shuying seemed a little eager to try his hand. The Bear Country, huh... he heard that princess was quite beautiful.
However, Mo Shuying's enthusiasm was quickly dampened by Ying Xiang.
"What are you talking about? Ivan the Terrible is actually quite reasonable. He'll definitely agree, but he's been in a deep slumber recently, and I haven't found a chance to talk to him about it."
Ying Xiang rolled her eyes at Mo Shuying, but in her heart, she was actually wondering who would win if Mo Shuying fought Ivan the Terrible?
Perhaps, it would still be Mo Shuying...
Ying Xiang was startled by its own thought, feeling that its confidence in Mo Shuying seemed a bit too high.
"Oh, well, never mind then."
Mo Shuying waved a hand. If he wasn't needed, there was no point.
The three continued toward the exit.
Noticing Mo Shuying's bored expression, Ying Xiang slowly moved closer to him and whispered, "Actually, His Majesty the First Emperor has already prophesied that the Calamity of the Stars is about to descend. It won't be long before disaster strikes, and if we fail when it does, everything will cease to exist."
A hint of weariness appeared between Ying Xiang's brows. In truth, it had no confidence either, unable to guarantee that they could withstand the disaster this time.
It had already experienced one catastrophe, witnessing the destruction of its best friends, which had truly been heartbreaking.
Mo Shuying frowned slightly upon hearing Ying Xiang's words, but then his brows relaxed. He took Ying Xiang's hand and pulled it forward, striding ahead and saying as they walked, "Don't overthink it. You've done very well. Soldiers will be met with generals, and floods with earthworks. What's meant to come will come. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. You still have us, your friends. We'll fight alongside you. What's an Alien God, anyway? I'll smash it for you to see."
It was a rare moment for Mo Shuying to offer such encouragement. He didn't know how terrifying the Alien God was, but even if the enemy was strong, resistance was still necessary. If resistance truly wasn't possible...
Well, what else could be done?
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