Starting from primitive world, building the strongest divine kingdom

Chapter 167: Go To The Lake

"Now, these two elven seeds were entrusted to me by a friend from the elven race. The vitality of the seeds had faded, so I had to seal them in the slate. But now that you're here, it shouldn't be too difficult for you to restore their vitality with the Water of Life."

"My guess is that these might be the last remaining seeds of the Elven Tree."

"If you can revive them and return them to the elves, you might gain their friendship."

"And at that point, you'll be able to make a request."

Mina's lips curled into a smug smile, making Enzo pause and question Mina's true intentions.

Seeing Enzo's confusion, Mina continued, "Don't worry. Although the elves are proud and sometimes infuriating, one admirable quality is that they always honor their promises once made."

"You've now reached the Level 6. The next step is to advance to the Level 7."

"The Level 7 to ninth Level 9 are known as the supernatural high levels, and many people spend their entire lives trying to reach them. Your talent is the most extraordinary I've ever seen, but breaking through to the Level 7 won't be easy."

"There is a treasure among the elves called the Elves Spring."

"Bathing in the Elves Spring can greatly enhance your potential, which would be very beneficial for you."

After Mina explained, Enzo understood.

He then curiously asked, "What level of strength does Maude have?"

Mina hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I don't know. Maude is incredibly mysterious. He has always displayed the strength of the Level 6, but with just that level of power, how could he possibly advance Totem Fire to the Flame of the Soul and almost succeed in fending off the curse disaster?"

"His strength is definitely beyond the Level 6 . He might have even touched upon the divine taboo…"

After saying this, Mina fell back into her memories.

Enzo carefully placed the two ancient elven tree seeds into his clothing pocket and then left the potion hut. He headed to the Ritual Square, entered the High Tower Passage, and, after reaching the High Tower Space, went to the High Tower Hall to find the High Tower Spirit, who was chatting with Dilly.

Due to the High Tower Spirit's unpredictable nature, all High Tower-related matters were handled by Dilly.

Dilly always maintained a reserved demeanor in front of others.

Having the opportunity to be alone in the High Tower Space was a welcome break for her.

"You've arrived."

Dilly said with a neutral tone upon seeing Enzo.

The High Tower Spirit was much more enthusiastic, greeting Enzo with reverence and saying, "Great master, your radiance illuminates the High Tower. Your most loyal servant wholeheartedly welcomes your arrival!"

Enzo sighed and said, "Cut the nonsense! I'm here to ask you something."

The High Tower Spirit, towering and imposing, slightly bent down, indicating it was listening.

Enzo then asked, "I remember you once showed me a soul seed and mentioned that two soul seeds were placed at the top of the High Tower. Where are they now?"

Hearing this, the High Tower Spirit seemed troubled.

It explained, "Great master, the previous seed has been lost, and I don't know where it is. As for the two seeds at the High Tower's upper levels, they are still there, but retrieving them requires repairing the High Tower first."

This response left Enzo speechless.

He glanced at the High Tower Spirit, confirmed that it wasn't lying, and sighed, not wanting to continue dealing with it.

This being was more of a hindrance than a help.

Thinking this to himself, Enzo turned to Dilly and asked, "Are you settling in here?"

Dilly replied, "It's fine."

After that, the two fell into silence.

Since discovering Logan's true nature, Dilly had become much more reserved and quiet.

Still, she couldn't help but ask, "How long will you be gone this time?"

Enzo shook his head and said, "I'm not sure."

This wasn't Enzo being evasive. It was simply that he didn't know.

Going to the external realm was an unknown journey with no certainty of the terrifying monsters or enemies he might encounter. Everything depended on Enzo himself.

Upon hearing this, Dilly didn't react much but continued calmly, "Come back soon."

Enzo nodded and said, "I will."

They exchanged a few more words, but then fell silent again until Enzo left.

The High Tower Spirit looked at Dilly and asked, "You care about him and don't want him to leave. Why don't you just say it?"

Dilly shot a glare at the High Tower Spirit and snapped, "Be quiet!"

The High Tower Spirit fell silent, and the entire High Tower Hall was enveloped in quiet until other tribe members arrived, preparing to attempt the High Tower trials.

After leaving the High Tower Space, Enzo returned to the camp and opened a spatial portal to Qaidam Lake.

He spread his black wings and flew high above, but the sight below was desolate.

Many of the tribal camps on the small islands had been destroyed, with the bodies long decayed and attracting a flock of carrion birds.

However, the Purple Agate Tribe was an exception.

Enzo was surprised to see that the Purple Agate Tribe was now quite lively, having absorbed many exiles.

Of course, this was a minor detail, and Enzo didn't pay it much attention.

He swiftly moved through the sky and soon arrived at the exile organization's campsite.

At this point, the exile organization's campsite was completely abandoned. Many buildings were in ruins, and the air was thick with a strong stench of blood. Numerous monsters were feeding on the corpses, and as soon as Enzo appeared, the monsters all turned to look at him and then gathered around.

"Seeking death!"

Enzo showed no mercy to these monsters.

He summoned several massive fireballs at random, which exploded upon hitting the monsters, causing intense blasts. The shockwaves from the explosions shattered all the surrounding creatures.They turned into a putrid mess of flesh and blood.

The creatures were frail and weak, merely frightening in appearance.

Just as Enzo finished dealing with these monsters, the ground suddenly began to shake.

Enzo immediately took to the air.

In midair, he noticed a fissure opening in the ground.

The crack widened, causing the surrounding lake water to flood in. As the fissure filled with the lake water, massive waves were generated, and a grotesque, monstrous entity emerged.

The creature appeared to be a conglomeration of various supernatural beings.

It had seven or eight sharp claws, and its head was encircled with a multitude of eyes. Its back was covered with several pairs of wings, each from different supernatural creatures, including giant birds, enormous bats, and even transparent wings resembling those of bees and dragonflies.

Additionally, the creature's body was covered in a tough exoskeleton.

What was this thing?!

Enzo was thoroughly disgusted.

At that moment, a voice came from below.

"How do you like my creation?"

Logan stood at the edge of the fissure, his body covered in blood-red patterns resembling chains that bound him, making him look incredibly eerie.

Enzo landed and asked, "What is the purpose of all this?"

This was something Enzo had never been able to figure out.

The potions were indeed suspicious. Consuming them turned individuals into terrifying monsters with infectious properties.

However, the geography of Qaidam Lake was unique.

Most of the land was comprised of isolated islands surrounded by water. After transforming into monsters, these creatures, though much stronger, lacked the intelligence to navigate or leave by boat, which meant they couldn't escape Qaidam Lake and would eventually die over time.

It seemed like a plot specifically targeting Qaidam Lake.

This left Enzo puzzled about Logan's true intentions.

Upon hearing Enzo's question, Logan replied, "Purpose? Is there a need for one? I do what I want. Those people are just materials. They'll pop up from elsewhere in time."

"Now, just enjoy my creation!"

Logan said crazily.

He took out a bone whistle and blew into it, producing a shrill sound.

That directed the grotesque creature to attack Enzo.

Enzo simply shook his head.

He didn't even dodge, standing still while casually swiping his hand through the air, summoning a faint azure blade of wind that swiftly killed the terrifying creature. The whole process was calm and uneventful.

Logan was stunned.

He roared in disbelief, "This is impossible!"

"Impossible! It can't be... "

"This is my most proud creation; how could you defeat it so easily? It's all fake... all fake..."

Logan fell into a mental breakdown.

At that moment, the strange patterns on his body glowed, calming him.

Enzo sensed a familiar aura and shouted, "Come out!"

Logan's appearance suddenly changed; his face turned purple, and a single horn sprouted from his forehead. He looked at Enzo with madness and hatred, furiously saying, "You again! You've ruined my plans twice now!"

Enzo remained calm and asked, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" The purple-horned man laughed and said, "If you want to know, you'll have to see if you have the courage to find out!"

As the words left his mouth, Enzo suddenly felt a shift in his consciousness.

In the next moment, he found himself pulled into the soul world, in an ancient ruins area.

Before him stood the purple-skinned, demon-winged figure, glaring at him and saying, "Listen well, I am Dark of the demon race, and I am here to kill you!"