Necromancer Of The Shadows

Chapter 1295 Clue About Mythrenor (Part 2)

Chapter 1295  Clue About Mythrenor (Part 2)

"What if I told you that what I am offering could help you break through your current level and ascend to an entirely new realm?"

Eilistraea frowned at Anastasia's words, her expression tinged with confusion.

"What do you mean?" She asked, her tone uncertain.

Anastasia shook her head at Eilistraea's puzzled look and tapped her own forehead.

"Before we proceed further, wake up your main personality," She said. "The current you is not suitable for such matters."

Eilistraea studied Anastasia's serious expression and after a moment of contemplation, she closed her eyes.

Anastasia waited patiently, taking care not to disturb her. Around five minutes later, Eilistraea opened her eyes once more.

But as she opened her eyes, the carefree aura that had surrounded her previously was completely gone. Instead, an overwhelming, dominant presence radiated from her—a fierce battle spirit brimming with fighting intent. The intensity of her aura surged outward, blanketing an area tens of millions of kilometres wide.

Those who felt the terrifying battle intent, including rank-six core evolvers like Vivian, experienced a mind-numbing sensation and many had vivid hallucinations of standing in the heart of a chaotic battlefield.

"Whoa! Whoa! Mommy, chill!" Anastasia exclaimed as she quickly pressed her hand against Eilistraea's forehead, suppressing the battle aura before it could cause further havoc.

Her timely intervention prevented the people of the Elvenshine Empire—especially those below rank five—from being overwhelmed as under the battle intent, many had already started looking for weapons to fight an imagined enemy.

Outside, Vivian, who had been standing nervously sighed in relief as the oppressive aura subsided. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and turned to check on the nearby rank-four core guards. To her dismay, she found them pointing their weapons at one another in a dazed state.

"My workload is definitely going to increase again," She muttered, sighing deeply as she considered resigning from her position.

Within the courtyard, the oppressive atmosphere dissipated, and Eilistraea looked at Anastasia blankly. She slapped Anastasia's hand away from her forehead and stood up, her demeanour completely different from before.

"What do you want to talk about?" She asked in a plain voice, devoid of the carefree tone she had used earlier.

Anastasia didn't immediately answer. Instead, she asked curiously, "How long have you been sleeping?"

"I don't keep track of time when I sleep," Eilistraea replied before giving her a pointed look. "Just get to the point, or I will go back to sleep."

Anastasia's mouth twitched at her response, and she spoke in a dry tone.

"Even I—as a dragon known for long slumbers—can't compete with you when it comes to sleeping."

Eilistraea shook her head at Anastasia's words, her voice filled with depression.

"When I am asleep, I can keep myself calm. If I stayed awake, I might die of boredom from having nothing to do."

"There are plenty of things you could try to relieve your boredom," Anastasia countered. "There is no need to talk as if you are contemplating suicide."

"You should know this better than anyone," Eilistraea said, shaking her head again. "After living for millions of years, I have already tried everything. I am at my limit. I love fighting, but I have fought against all the top-level core evolvers tens of thousands of times. Facing the same opponents over and over again without any change is..." She trailed off, shaking her head once more, her tone growing even more despondent.

"First of all, I don't know what you are talking about," Anastasia retorted. "I am just eighteen years and a few trillion months old. In a sense, I am not even nineteen years old, so I can't possibly understand how a fossil like you feels."

"Second," She continued, "You should stop slacking off and review my conversation with your secondary personality to see why I am here."

Eilistraea blinked, startled by Anastasia's words, and gave her a strange look.

"Eighteen years and a few trillion months old… but not nineteen?" She muttered to herself, feeling her brain struggle to process the contradictory statement.

Deciding not to dwell on it, she focused instead on reviewing her secondary personality's memories.

In mere seconds, she sifted through the last few hours' worth of interactions and when she reached the end, her eyes widened.

She paid no attention to the trivial detail of her ass getting kicked by Anastasia; such things didn't matter to her. What did matter were Anastasia's claims about a method to break through her current bottleneck.

"You said you want me to do two things for you, right? Just tell me," She urged, her voice filled with eagerness as she looked at Anastasia with eyes brimming with expectation.

"Don't you want to at least confirm whether I am telling the truth or not?" Anastasia asked, a strange expression crossing her face as she observed Eilistraea's impatient demeanour.

"There is no need," Eilistraea replied. "Although you are a sinister bitch, I know that as a progenitor and a dragon, you have your own pride and wouldn't lie to me."

"Well..." Anastasia looked awkward at the declaration, feeling a twinge of guilt. She didn't particularly care about the so-called pride of a progenitor or dragon. As long as her objectives were achieved, she had no qualms about using cheap tricks—just as she had done along with Evan and others to ignite the war between Dragons and Demons.

She shook her head, pushing the thought aside. This time, her intentions were genuine as she really did plan to help Eilistraea to give her a new goal in life.

With a sigh, she gazed at the eager elf before her.

"You only reviewed your secondary personality's memories from the past few hours. Go back and check the last few years. Then you will understand what I want."

Eilistraea frowned at her words but refrained from asking further questions. Instead, she delved deeper into her secondary personality's memories.

In less than five seconds, she scanned through the memories spanning the last few thousand years and when she reached the memories of the last two years, everything became clear.

"You want me to give up my control over the Tree of Life?" She asked, narrowing her eyes as she stared at Anastasia.