Chapter 2236: The Birth of a Revolutionary

"Do not hesitate. The Protection Array is about to collapse. When that happens, Lord Morning Light will use his Saint Form to temporarily create a Special Maze Lock to buy you ten minutes. Other comrades who haven't managed to evacuate will also scatter and flee to buy you time. Do not let our sacrifice be in vain!"

After saying this, Yinsiluoda pushed Poson away with force. The next moment, a massive, booming sound—one that seemed to originate not from outside but from deep within his heart—drowned out Poson's thoughts.

Immediately following, the Secret Hall Guardian Morning Light, who had been covered in golden patterns at the center of the ritual site, suddenly erupted with a burst of intense Life Spiritual Light. His true form, which had been faintly visible beneath the golden patterns, instantly transformed into a light-based state.

This was the Saint Form, a state where a high-level Mage in the traditional Elven magic system unleashes their full power. It is difficult to maintain for long, but even a short duration has earned high-level Mages their incomparably formidable reputation.

In reality, this should also be one of the most desperate measures available in the Main Plane.

However, that Dagger, forged from a Plane Crystal with a positive energy affinity, was also embedded in Morning Light's abdomen in a light-based state. Furthermore, in this state, the golden patterns spreading from the Dagger itself were moving even faster than before.

The next moment, Morning Light's Saint Form shone brilliantly, almost turning into the purest light of heaven. This was the last scene Poson saw before he left, but before he could even process it, he was teleported away by Yinsiluoda.

Teleportation while surrounded by powerful enemies is not smooth. Poson felt as if he were being stretched into an extremely long, thin strip and then constantly twisted; such an experience made him nearly faint.

Fortunately, this seemingly extremely dangerous teleportation did not last long. Soon, he appeared in an unfamiliar forest. By this time, he had slightly regained his senses, but at the thought of the scene he had seen before the teleportation, he could not help but be overcome with grief.

"I cannot die. I must live on—live for the sake of Yinsiluoda, Lord Morning Light, and the other nameless comrades!"

Having reached this realization, Poson immediately used spells to forcibly control his body's instinctive reactions. Then, while counting in his heart, he cast spells to confirm his location and continued to teleport.

After several consecutive teleports like this, he finally saw the city where the last safe house before heading to the ritual site was located.

At this moment, less than half of the three-minute limit mentioned by Yinsiluoda had passed. Poson forcibly controlled his emotions, completed the entry procedure, and then, just like the first time he came, entered the safe house according to the specific steps.

It was not until he finished changing his disguise that he panted heavily, feeling as if he were about to collapse. According to Yinsiluoda, as long as he reached the first safe house within three minutes, he would be safe.

But Poson was no longer living just for himself; he was also living by inheriting the will of Yinsiluoda and the many other Demon Descendants who had sacrificed themselves for him.

So, after slightly adjusting his emotions, he reversed the order of his initial arrival, passing through one safe house after another and changing his disguises one by one. Only after leaving Yierlan and entering Evereska did he realize that he perhaps, should be, safe.

Inside the safe house in Evereska, he could no longer suppress the grief in his heart and wept bitterly. After crying, he began to contemplate his future path.

Without much agonizing deliberation, he decided to stand with the Demon Descendants, not only because of Yinsiluoda's recent sacrifice, but also because there was another person who knew the truth about his visit: Hamusuda!

If it weren't for Hamusuda, he might truly have been unable to overcome his inner survival instinct.

Yet, after making this decision, Poson did not feel distressed; instead, he felt a sense of relief. Liberating the people by transforming them into Demon Descendants might be difficult to achieve, but it was the only relatively feasible way he could see at the moment.

In the past, he had indeed considered the plight of himself and more of the lower-class Elves, but he had never thought that one day he would embark on the path of liberating the people.

It was not that he had no such thoughts at all, but rather that he did not know who else would be like him. If he showed a rebellious attitude toward the old order, what he would likely receive was not the welcome of comrades, but the suppression of the old order.

Perhaps Demon Descendants and Magic Energy were not a perfect solution, but as a real and tangible power, they might be able to awaken the people's consciousness of resistance.

Furthermore, the High Elves were not entirely the Maintainers of the old order. The old order shackled the development of the vast majority of the people, which in essence was shackling the development of the Taiquese Yizu.

Some of the enlightened individuals among the upper classes were merely coerced by the old order. If given the chance to see the hope of change, they might not necessarily refuse to stand on the opposite side of the old order and personally destroy the old order that had made them.

Just as Yinsiluoda said, those who performed the Transformation Ritual were at least veteran Mages, and it could be said they were all beneficiaries of the old order. Where did these Elves come from? Could it be that they were all coerced or lured?

If the Demon Descendants had no redeeming qualities at all, why had they been impossible to ban or eradicate for thousands of years?

Whether emotionally or rationally, Poson had convinced himself. After completing his self-ideological construction, he became a revolutionary.

Perhaps there would be wavering in the future, but at this moment, he was completely awakened.

However, what Poson did not know was that in the nameless valley where the Transformation Ritual had taken place in Yierlan, Yinsiluoda, who should have died at this time, had not died, though his face was somewhat pale.

And right beside him was the previously imprisoned Secret Hall Guardian Chenguang. Chenguang's condition was still intact, though his expression was somewhat complex, as if he were still saddened by Taiya's betrayal.

"Lord Chenguang, I cannot understand why, since you knew Taiya would betray us, you didn't handle it in advance? Instead, you let a group of comrades face danger?" Yinsiluoda asked, puzzled.

Although this Transformation Ritual had elements of deliberate design, those Demon-born Hunters of the Northland Alliance were not fake, and the panic experienced by the Demon Descendant comrades who had evacuated in a hurry just now was not fake either.

Chenguang being ambushed by Taiya just now was also not fake.

And what puzzled Yinsiluoda most was Poson. What exactly was special about this Elf that made the Secret Hall willing to pay such a price for him? If one thing went wrong, it wouldn't just be those present who would be sacrificed; the entire Secret Hall system they were in could be wiped out because of it.

Facing Yinsiluoda's questioning, Chenguang seemed still immersed in the mindset of Taiya's recent betrayal and did not answer directly. It wasn't until Yinsiluoda asked a second time that he came back to his senses, but he still did not answer directly, instead sighing:

"My old friend Taiya! If you had come to discuss it with me in advance, it wouldn't have ended this way. It's just a pity that for the sake of the big picture, I couldn't take the initiative to warn you. But rest assured, the Secret Hall will definitely rescue the other members of your family so that your sacrifice will not be in vain."

Chenguang did not blame Taiya for the betrayal. What they were doing now was to let the Demon Descendants return to the light, to let the people no longer be oppressed by the old order. One cannot ignore the small family for the sake of everyone, so he could fully understand Taiya's actions.

Not to mention that all of this could have been avoided, so he would definitely find a way to save Taiya's family. Having one sacrifice like Taiya was enough; there was no need for more sacrifices.

"Lord Chenguang, are you listening to me?"

"Little Yinda, I know what you want to ask, but I naturally have my reasons for doing this. You cannot bear this secret yet. If you want to know, become a Demon-Subduing Master or a high-level Mage as soon as possible. I have high hopes for you!"

"My Lord—"

"Say no more, and don't bring up this topic again in the future. When you meet the requirements I mentioned, I will tell you whatever you want to know!"

After saying this, Chenguang greeted the other Demon Descendants who were still celebrating and left first, leaving Yinsiluoda alone to let his imagination run wild over the conversation that had just taken place.