I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means-Chapter 808 - 502: Elvin’s End!

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Chapter 808 -502: Elvin’s End!

Before him, King Alvin, though seemingly a mere mortal, had somehow used a Magic Item to unleash intense spatial fluctuations around him.

Clearly, it was likely the Magic Item given to the King by Benfica to preserve his life.

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Lis stood there silently, watching as the spatial fluctuations around Alvin slowly took shape, unmoved.

He even stopped Felix, who wanted to make a move.

A moment later, with the eruption of spatial fluctuations, Alvin’s figure also vanished within the palace.

Angela forcefully held Joachim, who tried to flee upon seeing this, pinning him firmly in place, his face flush with no chance to resist.

Lis did not look towards Joachim; to him, aside from death, there wasn’t much value left.

Even in the Demon Believers organization that Benfica developed in the Bolin Kingdom, there were not many at the Golden Rank.

“Angela, don’t be too harsh on this man, leave him for Cendelle and the others.”

Lis instructed Angela, this Golden Rank Warrior, though a bit stronger than Hozia, was only slightly so.

It would be better to leave it to the elves of Nature’s Wrath, plus the other Demon Believers; Lis need not intervene personally.

As for whether the elves’ extensive search would cause any trouble?

That was not Lis’s concern anymore, or else why would he always keep Felix around.

In a hidden palace within a small mountain far from Acot City,

King Alvin’s figure suddenly appeared here with a trace of panic and fear on his face, struggling to move to a chair nearby.

This was one of the escapes King Alvin had prepared for himself, and also a place for venting his desires.

This spacious palace, seemingly hollowing out the entire mountain, had a soaring dome assembled from meticulously carved huge stones, the seams nearly invisible, showcasing the exceptional skill of the craftsmen.

Natural light filtered through ingeniously designed holes in the top, intersecting with the glow of gemstones decorated inside, creating an atmosphere both mysterious and magnificent.

In the palace, treasures collected over the years by Alvin were placed all around, heavy iron chests filled with Gold Coins and gemstones were carelessly positioned in the corners of the palace.

As for the precious Magic Materials and Equipment he had collected, they were placed on a storage rack nearby; although he, being a commoner, couldn’t use them, the satisfaction of collecting fascinated Alvin quite a bit.

Usually, Alvin’s favorite pastime was to play with these treasures, but now, he was completely devoid of such inclinations.

Even the several beautiful Elf female slaves lying timidly on the large bed in the center of the palace no longer received any attention from Alvin.

He sat huffing in his chair, looking up at the column of light cast down from the palace’s top, his face grim as he pondered what to do next.

There were also quite a few attendants and guards in the palace, but at this moment, they all felt the rage emanating from Alvin and dared not make a sound.

Being arranged to stay here by Alvin meant they were slaves controlled by the soul through special items; their loyalty was not to be doubted.

“Damn, I can only leave this place now.”

Though Alvin was extremely furious, thinking about abandoning the position of King of the Bolin Kingdom made his heart bleed.

Despite his reluctance, he had no other choice.

In fact, he was originally just an ordinary collateral member of the Bolin Royal Family, only achieving his position with Benfica’s covert help.

Although he knew cooperating with a follower of the Evil God like Benfica was not the best choice, if he had declined, he could at best remain a commoner, never able to become His Majesty the King of the Bolin Kingdom.

At this point, he had no regrets about the decisions he had made in the past.

Having known about Benfica’s identity and secretly worked for him, Alvin worried this day would come.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have spent a great deal to build this secret palace and obtained a high-priority Space Transmission Item from Benfica.

He was now hesitating whether to ask Benfica for help, having earlier, out of selfishness, not sought him out after a long period of no contact from Benfica.

Who would want someone above them giving orders, especially not one like him, a king revered by thousands.

The instinctive desire to seek help from Benfica was abandoned by Alvin, although he didn’t know who the young man just was, he recognized Felix.

With Felix there, it meant that his identity had been exposed to the Church of the Gods.

No matter how powerful Benfica was, he was just a legend, not capable of confronting the Church of the Gods.

While other matters could be negotiated, the Church of the Gods would never allow a Demon Believer to remain as a king within their domain.

Thus, Alvin, losing his usefulness, was also of no use to Benfica, and it was very likely that he could be killed directly and his wealth of many years taken.

Since most of his wealth was here, and his utterly loyal servants too, it was better for him to leave the Bolin Kingdom and start anew in a safe place.

Although somewhat reluctant, Alvin had no thoughts of returning for retaliation.