I Ascend to the Divine Throne through Arcane Means-Chapter 810 - 502: Elvin’s End!_3

However…

Lis was not about to go hunting the king just to complete this task.

Although with his current strength, as long as he chose the right target, the likelihood of success was very high, such actions would undoubtedly cause considerable chaos and give Evil God believers and Abyss Demons the opportunity to wreak havoc and disaster.

That was not what Lis wanted to see.

This time, it was Felix from the Earth Church and his followers who came to stabilize the situation, which had been mentioned in their previous cooperation.

If Lis had no reason to arbitrarily kill the king of the Human Kingdom, let alone help with the aftermath, it wouldn’t be impossible for them to pursue Lis.

However, this time in Acot City was not a total loss.

Setting aside the treasures obtained, just the opportunity to directly fight with the Demon Believers would greatly benefit the elves from “Nature’s Wrath.”

That way, even if Lis had to leave for a while, he wouldn’t have to worry too much about “Nature’s Wrath.”

It’s about done here…

So, let’s go there next!

After Lis finished looting, he pondered in his mind.

…

In the central part of the Fanor Continent,

in the Gordon Kingdom, Ely Hills,

this area, which was once picturesque and lush, has now turned into a hell on earth, presenting a scene too horrific to bear.

The sky was obscured by thick gunsmoke, barely allowing sunlight to break through, casting mottled and gloomy shadows. The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and the acrid scent of char, suffocating.

The entire hilly region had entirely turned into a brutal battlefield, every inch of soil was soaked with blood, and the once fertile soil was now mixed with minced flesh and mud, forming a startling dark-red mire. Countless soldiers’ bodies lay chaotically across the land, some with limbs missing, others with twisted expressions, frozen in the fear and despair of their final moments.

The scattered weapons and armor on the ground, whose shiny metal surfaces had been covered in blood, had turned into a heavy dark red, as if each bloodstain was telling the story of the cruelty and ruthlessness of war.

The battle flags were tattered and fluttered in the wind, like lost souls on the battlefield, silently wailing. From afar, sporadic cries and screams could still be heard occasionally.

The neighing of war horses and the gasps of the wounded interwoven together, forming a tragic symphony. Occasionally, one or two crows circled low, waiting for the feast after the calamity.

In this land of death, life seemed so fragile, and the vision of peace felt like an unattainable luxury.

Unless one became a Legendary Strongman, even the powerful Extraordinary Professionals were inconspicuous on this cruel and massive battlefield, and any slight protrusion would make them the target of focused enemy fire.

On the battlefield, followers of the warring armies occasionally passed by, checking if there were still survivors on their side, collecting still-intact weapons and armor, while scattering diluted Holy Water around to prevent the outbreak of plagues and the emergence of the Undead.

At such times, even upon encountering the enemy, there was a tacit understanding to ignore each other, leaving behind only weary gazes.

For over a year, the Gordon Kingdom, Archibald Kingdom, and the Paluo Federation’s coalition forces had been fighting in this area for a long time, turning these hills into a gruesome slaughterhouse, with countless soldiers from both sides left here forever.

At first, both sides had the energy to collect the bodies of their own soldiers, but now they could only sprinkle Holy Water and half-heartedly deal with the aftermath.

Even at this point, neither side was willing to give up.

Everyone knew that, in fact, none of the countries could afford to retreat.

If they were to give up at this time, they could end up being the feast on the table, completely divided and devoured by the others.

Originally, the Gordon Kingdom was the most powerful Human Kingdom in this region, its early momentum comparable to that of the Feis Kingdom at the eastern edge of the continent, the origin of the great continental war.

The Gordon Kingdom, not satisfied with annexing several smaller kingdoms in a short time, shifted its target towards the neighboring major nation, the Archibald Kingdom!

The Archibald Kingdom covered a vast area, not inferior to the initially powerful Gordon Kingdom.

However, His Majesty the King of the Archibald Kingdom was too old, and the country’s development had stagnated in recent years, with no initiative taken at the start of the war.

The result was that being slow at one step meant being slow at every step, until a large swath of territory was occupied, and the entire Kingdom finally sprang into action.

Even so, in the face of the invasion by the Gordon Kingdom, the Archibald Kingdom continued to retreat and was even on the verge of collapse.

However, soon after, with the entry of the Paluo Federation, the coalition with the Archibald Kingdom managed to halt the Gordon Kingdom’s military peak, even pushing it back.

The Paluo Federation was somewhat unique; compared to a kingdom system, it was more like a confederation of numerous city-states.

Therefore, the internal conflicts within the Paluo Federation were, in some ways, even more severe than those of the Gordon and Archibald Kingdoms.

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But when faced with the threat of the Gordon Kingdom, the Paluo Federation quickly unified opinions and joined the battlefield.

After all, if the neighboring Archibald Kingdom was engulfed by the Gordon Kingdom, they would be the next target.

Under the coalition of the Archibald Kingdom and the Paluo Federation, they quickly recovered the previously lost territory and pushed the front line to the Ely Hills of the Gordon Kingdom.

It was only when Prince Gerard of the Gordon Kingdom led his most elite troops into the battle that the front froze here.

Both sides had invested the vast majority of their troops and resources; neither could afford to lose this war.

Such intensity of war was extremely rare on the Fanor Continent in these years.

Throughout this year, the situation had changed countless times, but none were decisive.

Many Human Kingdoms in the vicinity were anxiously watching the outcome of this war, with worried thoughts but also covetous gazes.

But none of this affected Blair.

After all, he was just an ordinary merchant carefully avoiding the battlefield, hustling on his journey.