Chapter 280: Summoning

So that's the Great Cultivator?

He looks quite plain.

Rod was a bit disappointed.

Even the plants in his botanical garden, the Blood Marrow Trees and Skull Roses, looked more disgusting and ugly than him.

Not to mention the fat gardener piled up with tumors and the grotesquely shaped Wen Yi Fa beasts.

Compared to them, the Great Cultivator even looked a little handsome.

"See, I'm glad I stopped you."

Sharon said, seeking credit.

"Right, right, right, thank you."

"But the Wen Yi Fa inside that guy called God is truly strong."

"I heard you Wen Yi Fa masters are eager to get close to creatures of this form; is that true?"

"Of course that's false. You have a Wen Yi Fa domain too; would you want to get close to a monster of this level? However, if we were to dissect it, I would be a bit interested."

Sharon looked at him speechless.

Since there are so many races and professions on the continent, all kinds of stereotypes are flying everywhere.

Like how Kobolds eat shit, Dwarves are born holding hammers in their mothers' wombs, and Necromancers copulate with skeletons, and so on.

Hmm, the last one might be true.

When Sharon and Dimia were still studying at Bahadur Magic Academy, they personally saw a student specializing in the Necromancy school secretly come to the school's Necromancy cultivation graveyard and perform indescribable acts on a skeleton that hadn't fully formed yet.

It was a bit eye-searing, so let's not recall it.

At the front lines.

With the Great Cultivator's appearance, a change that turned the tide also emerged.

The Great Cultivator was seen rising into the sky.

In his hand, a massive pair of pruning shears slashed through the void with a "Crack!" at the Dark Elf army on the ground.

Boom!

Two huge, sharp auras instantly crossed each other like scissors!

Instantly, blood, organs, and severed limbs flew everywhere.

And with every cross, vast amounts of Wen Yi Fa spread downward.

While regenerating many Wen Yi Fa beasts, it also corroded the attacking Dark Elves and spiders into new Wen Yi Fa beasts.

The giant wave of beasts surged backward in layers, launching a counterattack.

Rod and Sharon watched from afar as the Great Cultivator pruned here and there, gradually leaving the botanical garden, appearing eager to hunt down the Dark Elves.

It seems this summoning ritual indeed has a time limit.

Neither of the two intended to fight this guy who seemed to be level nine, waiting for the best opportunity.

At the top of the Spider Web Ruins, the giant nest.

The wind howled.

The gray-white moon showed a few eerie traces.

Anas, the female leader of the Dark Elves, looked at the magical image before her, her face gloomy.

Laya beside her wore an expression of disbelief:

"Wasn't the Great Cultivator trapped in the Colosseum of the Ether Vortex? Why..."

A male Dark Elf said in terror: "His ability can rapidly convert troops; even if we go all out, we can't hold him, not to mention he has the technology to control mutated plants and create magical potions!"

Another slightly calmer man said: "I don't think the Great Cultivator can escape the Colosseum of the Ether Vortex; countless cosmic creatures more difficult than him have fallen there."

"Then what do you think what is before our eyes is?!"

"Perhaps... it is a summoning. The Great Cultivator is proficient in cultivating mutated psionic plants; even if he cultivated plants with summoning abilities, it would not be surprising."

Laya nodded beside him.

"His behavior is very urgent, and he has injuries; I also agree it is a temporary summoning."

"What's the use of saying this? The key is how to stop him! It won't be long before he kills over here!"

Everyone lost their ideas.

They all turned to look at the leader, Anas.

Anas frowned, thinking.

If it were in the real dimension, the few of them working together could still hold on for a bit.

But the suppression of magic and spirituality in the Realm of Dread is too strong; she has no confidence at all.

This is a mission issued by my lord Lloth; Anas wanted to show the value of her people, but she did not want to fail even more.

"Prepare to summon my lord Lloth."

She opened her dry lips and issued the order.

"What?!"

"We cannot disturb my lord Lloth!"

"My lord Lloth will view us as trash!"

Anas swept a cold glance over the opposing crowd and said in a deep voice:

"So your meaning is, the mission fails, and then the entire Hopkins Clan goes down with us?"

The crowd's opposition suddenly stopped.

She said resolutely:

"I don't care about failure, nor do I care about becoming trash. We have spent such a humiliating time underground; there is no dignity or pride left to discuss. My only wish is for the Hopkins Clan to survive and find our own home."

When dark elves reach adulthood, they choose their own partners, usually around five to ten people. They live together, and the children born to them are raised without distinction.

The people around Anais were all her most intimate partners, but at this moment they were all shocked by her words.

They had never expected their partners to harbor such an ideal.

Then they steadied themselves and nodded.

"I'll go gather all the spider-elves together. Lady Lolth will love these little snacks."

"I'll go collect spellcasting materials."

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Everyone took up their own duties, and the tasks were quickly assigned.

Anais nodded.

"Leya, have Elder Lila continue activating 【Blazing Sun Burst】. Even if it can't hurt that Great Cultivator, it can still block—hm?"

She stopped mid-sentence, looking in surprise at an unnaturally moving shadow at the edge of the cobweb ruins.

"【Shadow Form】? Watching Yuna, Yuffie? Where did these two little things learn their spells from... Leya, go drag them out. Not a single one of Lady Lolth's Sacrificial Offerings can be missing."

"Understood."

Boom!!!

A violent wave of searing heat surged forth.

The large pools of blood on the ground were instantly vaporized, and the bones were ground to dust by the friction of magical power, sending up a shower of bone fragments.

Rod watched the 【Blazing Sun Burst】 erupting in the distance.

"It hasn't even been half an hour and the dark elves are getting anxious, forcibly activating a legendary spell."

"So what do you say? Do we start?"

The Gardeners and Plague Beasts were infected by the counterattack's tide, and large numbers of troops, drunk on the moment, threw themselves into the front lines of the assault.

The Botanical Garden was now at its most defensively empty.

"Not yet."

A massive hemispherical crater appeared on the distant battlefield, as if scooped out by an ice cream scoop.

This blast of 【Blazing Sun Burst】 charged straight at the Great Cultivator, and the result was no distinction between friend and foe.

Vast numbers of Plague Beasts and spiders vanished in an instant.

And the Great Cultivator in midair—his entire left arm had turned charred black and withered, and the aura that had just looked down on all around him dropped by a tier.

Then his pruning shears moved, and he snipped off the entire charred left arm.

Squelch—

A new left arm instantly grew out.

His aura surged back to its peak!

Plague, after all, is a domain well-versed in decay and regeneration.

As the master of the Botanical Garden, the Great Cultivator naturally paid no heed to such a minor setback.

"So far, the obstruction to the Great Cultivator is still too small. Even if he's a summoned entity, he can still sweep clean the entire Dreadfield."

Rod shook his head.

Sharon, however, was getting a little impatient.

"Then by the time he finishes sweeping, won't we have nothing left to play with!"

The words had barely fallen.

Boom—

A bolt of blue lightning slid down in the distance.

Accompanying it were unusual storm clouds flickering with blue aether.

(End of chapter)