Me, Hydra

Upon hearing that, the crowd was busy feeling the magic element in the air, and as expected, the magic here had become deadly, the same magic that could destroy a target object the size of ten meters in other places was already the limit if it could reach three meters here....

"It's hard to imagine what brutal things Brandwalden have all been through, even the magical elements have become inactive. They left here through spatial teleportation and are now lost... what to make of this..."

As I was saying that, suddenly, a voice sounded again.

"Where is the Centaur Tribe? Why are you the only ones left?"

Turning her head, the Naga Witch with a huge bow in her hand and an elegant appearance looked at the Tribe in front of her.

Yawning slightly at the Naga Witch in front of him, Sal pressed his head helplessly.

"They fled a world we didn't know about by burning space, and even the elemental activity around them has been reduced to only thirty percent of what it was in the first place. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid this hunt is coming to an end..."

At the words, the Naga witch frowned and felt the vitality around her, and it was just as Sal had said. The feedback that either the space or magical elements could give themselves was very weak....

Nodding her head, the Naga witch did not engage in any angry questioning, but instead gave a slight bow to the three before her.

"I understand everything, and I will report to the Father God for the rest of the day, so I will go ahead."

On hearing this, the crowd did not stay. Seeing the departure of the Naga witch, Mafario looked in front of him and shook his head helplessly at Varian and Sal.

"I won't say more, but I hope you can understand the value of peace."

After saying that, and without waiting for a response from the two, the druids, led by Mafario, once again turned into war eagles and flew in the direction they had come from.

With a glance at Sal in front of him, Varian was silent for a moment then said, "Honestly, I don't like war, and while it brings glory, it's more painful. If possible, I think our two clans can make peace. What you need is nothing more than resources, which we can do just as well through merchants."

Hearing Varian's proposal, Sal breathed a sigh of relief, then said with a bitter smile, "I can understand what you mean, but the composition of our orcs is different from your people. Although I'm the Great Chief, but to be frank, I'm the one who reconciles the conflicts between the various tribes. While I can elf them, they won't really listen to my command. Just to the troll tribes, I once advised them to give up their cannibalism, but have you seen them comply?"

At the words, Varian fell silent, and after looking at each other with Sal the two raised their fists against each other in tacit agreement.

"Come on, it's been a pleasure working with you, but I'm afraid the next time I see you will be on the battlefield...and I won't show any mercy then."

"En."

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Hearing the news from Sparta, Hydra merely knitted her brows.

Although somewhat surprised, Hydra quickly regained her composure and then pursued the question, "You mean the current Centaur clan has broken away from Azeroth Continent? Why? If I remember correctly all the witches of the Centaur clan should have died out, right? And even if there are still living ones that want to cast spells that reach the other world, I don't think a creature with a centaur's head missing a string can learn it."

Hearing the words, Skaha on the other end shook his head helplessly.

"I don't really understand this either, they were all cornered before this, I was about to sell them a favor when a green flame fell from the sky, the flame revealed the Lord God level, and it was more than a match for Zeus Hot also. My experience was very limited, and even crossing into Azeroth would require half a quarter of an hour of preparation. Therefore I can only do things to get them away..."

At the news, Hydra nodded, sitting in the magnificent palace, Hydra stroked her chin in contemplation.

It must be said that the disappearance of the centaurs did come as a surprise to Hydra, because in Hydra's eyes, the centaurs were already a turtle in a jar, and they could be crushed and flattened at the drop of a hat. But it was surprising that the world was such a wonderful place, and in the time that he had been away from Sparta, the centaurs had managed to turn out the heavenly net called Azeroth.

"Green flames? What's that?"

Rubbing the lower bar, Hydra's gaze constantly flickered with thought. The cold gaze paired with the throne behind it was like a black hand behind the scenes driving the plot. But unfortunately, Hydra didn't have omniscient powers.

"By the way, whether it's the twilight of the gods or the invasion of angels. Loki's figure has been absent since its repatriation back to Northern Europe... the Norse Lord God of Fire na. But Loki's wisdom should have been able to tell that Michael and the others were behind the Twilight of the Gods..."

Thinking about it, Hydra's fingers involuntarily tapped the grips of her chair.

Loki's wisdom was known to Hydra, and although Loki would always have that cynical look, Hydra knew Loki better than anyone. Once possessed of a goal, Loki would be the most fearsome of lords, and would use all sorts of nasty tactics without limit in order to fulfill his bets and goals. Perhaps it was because Destiny saw this in Loki that he was more cynical than ever.

The blind ecclesiastical world hasn't been completely ruled by himself yet, and those large and small families will still be more or less grumbling about his sudden appearance as a "prophet". If he suddenly disappeared in this world, there was no doubt that Hydra's shallow foundation in this world would be completely eradicated by those nobles. And leaving rashly would most likely alert the seven angels. That would not be good for her.

After a moment's thought, Hydra quickly said to Skaha at the other end, "Don't act rashly yet, I can't easily leave the Angel World now, or else everything I'm doing now might be ruined. Give the previously prepared Tech Tree to Azeroth, then tell them in my name that the remnants of the world-destroying world are about to be revived, and have them prepare to fight against it. In addition, have Raze and the others prepare the space jutsu that connects Azeroth continent, and send reinforcements as soon as the situation changes Sparta. Northern Europe is an important resource collection point for us, this cannot be missed!"

Nodding, Skaha nodded after taking a look at the topographical map of Azeroth in front of him.

"Understood, I'll take care of the rest~"

A smile rose at the sound of Hydra's lips.

"I'll leave that to you, also, the guy who made the centaur clan go missing could be Loki, watch out for him."

"Hmm."

The two then terminated their mental connection.

The expression reverted back to its original indifference, not to say that Hydra was indifferent, but because when a person reached a certain level, the expression carried more meaning than just reflecting inner emotions.

People would grow up and their expressions would gradually turn into masks. Hydra knew this, but if it was to someone trustworthy, Hydra would open her heart just the same.

Standing up, Hydra casually pulled a book from the shelf beside her and began to read. But it was clear that Hydra was just putting on an act....

Azeroth was not only an important supply point for Sparta's resources, but it was also the home of Hydra Hydra. If the suspected Loki's handlers were really planning to mess things up in Azeroth, there was no reason for Hydra to let them have their way.

Narrowing her eyes, Hydra's gaze was something else.

Although he couldn't leave, if we were talking about resources alone... didn't he just happen to have a silly, stupid village girl on his hands?

"Someone, tell Jeanne d'Arc to come here."

Upon hearing that, the temple guards standing outside the door respectfully turned around and left.

Soon, Jeanne appeared in front of Hydra.

"What is the matter with calling me? Prophet Hyde?"

Nodding, an extremely realistic, "sincere" smile rose on Hydra's face.

"I have just received an apocalypse from God, and your trials will come."

At the news, a surprise rose on Jeanne's face.

"Really? So may I ask what my trial is? And when am I going to leave?"

Nodding, Hydra motioned for Jeanne to take a moment and waved away the guards around her, Hydra looked before her and said flatly, "Your trial of the world a strange world, but one thing to remember, where the name of God is not to be heard."

"What am I going to do there?"

Hydra smiled faintly as she looked at Jeanne in front of her, who looked expectant.

"The Great Lord has seen the future that is about to take place in that world. The Phantom Green Flame will cover the entire continent and all civilizations will be burned to the ground by it. And the Lord is merciful, and it is your task to investigate who is behind this phantom green flame. But you must remember that you are not allowed to speak the name of God anywhere. Understand?"

Upon hearing this, Jeanne nodded after a moment's thought.

It was unclear why the name of God could not be said, but there must be a deeper meaning behind it since the prophet had said so, right?