This Lich Requests More Remuneration-Chapter 227 - 208 Using That Move Again

Chapter 227: Chapter 208: Using That Move Again

Chapter 227 -208: Using That Move Again

Amberser thought of himself as well-traveled and well-read, but he had never seen a scene like this.

Different-sized landmasses floated everywhere, with mountains, lakes, volcanoes, caves, and even shattered, broken cities.

The floating landmasses were all oriented differently, many upside down, with some even slowly rotating. Yet the creatures living on these landmasses didn’t seem to feel anything, just as people standing on the surface of a planet don’t feel it spinning.

These separated landmasses weren’t completely cut off from each other, as occasionally, creatures on two landmasses that were relatively close to each other began shooting across the void. Most were hurling various objects at each other, and it was unclear whether they were waging war or engaging in some form of cross-platform trade.

Could this bizarre world be the Divine Realm of Neil Skycack, the god of pranks?

Katherine was also astonished, as the ancient texts of the Elf Tribe had never recorded such a magical world.

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Just as Amberser was preparing to fly toward another landmass, he found that after ascending several hundred meters, a strange force pulled at him, preventing him from flying any higher.

Katherine experienced the same phenomenon, and even combined, their magic couldn’t break through this invisible barrier.

Amberser mused, “It seems that each of these landmasses is its own little world.”

“So what do we do now?” Katherine asked worriedly.

If they couldn’t leave this place, even if Naomi woke up and brought them back to the normal timeline, they would likely remain in this space instead of returning to the underground ruins.

Katherine certainly didn’t want to live here forever, especially not with those disgusting Thrashtoads.

Amberser, on the other hand, wasn’t in a hurry. Being able to return was already the arrangement of the Goddess of Fate, and he believed the Goddess wouldn’t have spent so much effort just to trap him, immortal as he was, in this place to chat about life with Thrashtoads.

There had to be a way out; it was just a matter of finding it.

Amberser’s calmness quickly led him to find a direction.

Amberser said to Katherine, “The merging of the spaces of the two worlds just now might not have been an accident, but perhaps done deliberately. If there really is someone who can control these fractured spaces to connect with our world, then we might use that method to return.”

Katherine felt Amberser made a lot of sense; she had been too panicky and wasn’t a qualified Adventurer.

“But, inside this swamp, could there really be someone?” Katherine asked.

“Of course, it’s not humans we’re talking about. Where Thrashtoads are found, no other intelligent creatures can survive. Don’t think those toads are stupid, only Red Thrashtoads have lower intelligence, the rest of the colored Thrashtoads are hardly less intelligent than the average person. If we’re unlucky enough to encounter a Black one… we probably couldn’t even run away.”

The Thrashtoads have a very special evolutionary and reproductive ecology.

The most basic Red Thrashtoad eggs grow inside different hosts, leading to the birth of Blue Thrashtoads and Green Thrashtoads. Blue-skinned ones are powerful warriors with hooks that are more durable and sharp than ordinary weapons, while Green Thrashtoads hatch from the bodies of Spellcasters and are competent Spellcasters themselves.

Then, Blue Thrashtoads can spread the Chaos virus with their own hooks, causing other living beings to directly transform into Thrashtoads, which become either Red Thrashtoads or Green Thrashtoads, depending on the individual’s characteristics.

It sounds complicated, but those three types are just the common soldiers among the Thrashtoads.

The real danger lies in the evolution of Green Thrashtoads. Born from Spellcasters as nutrition, these Thrashtoads possess high intelligence, and the day they comprehend a certain secret technique, they evolve into Grey Thrashtoads. At this color, they have reached the threshold of Legendary power, and the lucky ones may even ascend directly to Legendary status.

But that is not the final stage of Thrashtoad evolution, just an intermediate one.

Above Grey Thrashtoads, there are Undead Thrashtoads, White Thrashtoads, and Black Thrashtoads.

The Black Thrashtoad is the Thrashtoad Lord, and one term summarizes their power—godlike.

What does godlike mean? Any Lord from Hell is godlike, and capable of being a true god’s adversary.

That’s why Amberser said if they encountered a Black Thrashtoad, the two of them combined wouldn’t stand a chance.

But it wouldn’t be so unlucky as to have a Thrashtoad Lord banished to this fractured world, right?

Amberser, with Katherine in tow, descended back into the swamp, and immediately, a large group of Thrashtoads surrounded them. The Reds were the most numerous, interspersed with some Blue warrior Thrashtoads. Among every dozen or so Thrashtoads, only one Green Thrashtoad kept its gaze fixed on them, continuously inflating its throat, making a croaking sound.

Amberser raised his hands high and said to the Green Thrashtoad, “Don’t get the wrong idea, we just happened to pass by. Could we speak with your lord?”

The green-skinned Thrashtoad understood Amberser’s words well enough, but it showed no interest in negotiating. Instead, it waved its wand, gathering a human-head-sized fireball.

Amberser, a bit helplessly, reached out his hand, and a red magical light flashed, striking the Green Thrashtoad accurately and interrupting its spell.

Spell interruption, this was the most common anti-magic measure, but it could only bully the weak. Among equal level Spellcasters, the effect of spell interruption was almost nonexistent.

For a Legendary figure to bully a green-skinned Thrashtoad, that was a real crush.

The green-skinned Thrashtoad’s spell was interrupted, and it almost choked on its own breath. The other Thrashtoads didn’t stay idle, converging on Amberser and Katherine from all around.

Amberser came prepared, unsheathing a pair of demon-breaking blades, and began his unstoppable onslaught amidst the Thrashtoad crowd.

Katherine had learned her lesson; direct combat with these repulsive creatures was not an option. She cast a Flight Spell and took to the air, raining down arrows like a downpour.

When an Elf Queen drew her bow with all her might, the damage dealt was not far off from that of a Mage.

Amberser had just killed three Thrashtoads with his demon-slaying blade when the remaining cannon fodder was pinned to the ground by Katherine.

The battle lasted only ten seconds before only the green Thrashtoad remained alive.

Amberser approached the plump green-skinned toad, severed its staff with a single slice, and then pressed the tip of his blade to its throat, saying, “Can we talk properly now?”

The Green-skin Thrashtoad uttered a terrified croak and then said in an unpleasant voice, “What do you want with our Lord?”

Amberser replied with a smile, “That’s not for you to know. Either lead us to him or I’ll finish you off right now. Your choice.”

But the Green-skin Thrashtoad said disdainfully, “You’re just a piece of scrap iron, have me talk to your master!”

Amberser: …

With a snort, the demon-slaying blade pierced the throat of the green-skinned toad, slicing off half its head.

Amberser reached out and grabbed the soul that was dissipating from the toad, deftly unwinding it to inspect the Thrashtoad’s memories.

If only the Thrashtoad had been smarter and recognized who was in charge, it wouldn’t have died so cleanly. Amberser had no interest in dealing with such fools, as it would only waste time.

The memories obtained from the soul were not extensive. Although this Thrashtoad had the intelligence of a normal human, the swamp was so barren that its daily life consisted of eating, drinking, excreting, reproducing, and then eating and excreting again.

There were no constructive activities, no special advancements.

However, Amberser found the answer he was looking for. The Thrashtoad Lord of the swamp was a Grey Thrashtoad, not a stronger Undead, White, or Black Thrashtoad.

According to the extracted memories, this Grey Thrashtoad didn’t possess any exceptional skills. Even if it were a Legendary, Amberser estimated that he could still overpower it.

Furthermore, the Thrashtoads did indeed control spatial connections, albeit unstable ones. Every time they needed to breed, they would open these connections, invading other worlds in search of new hosts.

With the target located, there was no need for courtesy.

Amberser applied Laila’s True Illusion to himself and Katherine, transforming them into a red and a blue Thrashtoad respectively, and they headed into the depths of the swamp.

Laila’s True Illusion could perfectly mimic the appearance of a Thrashtoad, making it less likely to provoke an attack as they passed through the swamp.

However, Amberser had underestimated these Thrashtoads.

It wasn’t that the illusion was imperfect. Instead, there was a very strict hierarchy among the Thrashtoads. As soon as the two of them tried to approach the depths of the swamp, a group of Thrashtoads emerged croaking peculiarly, actually trying to expel them.

These Thrashtoads seemed to retain a wild-beast way of living, where only the high-status ones could approach the core area; all others had to stay on the periphery.

“What do we do now? Can we turn into Green-skin Thrashtoads?” Katherine asked.

Amberser shook his head and said, “No, we’ve only seen one Green Thrashtoad.”

“What do you mean by that? Can’t you just adjust the illusion a bit?” Katherine said.

Amberser explained, “You’re still treating the Thrashtoads as unintelligent beasts. Think about it, if these Thrashtoads were Laine People, I could mimic a Moon Silver Knight no problem, but if I randomly adjusted the Moon Silver Knight’s facial features and applied them to you, how would the Laine People feel when they saw it?”

“That…” Katherine seemed to realize the problem.

Amberser continued, “Every wart on a Thrashtoad’s body is a distinguishing feature. To us, these toads all look the same, but to the Thrashtoads, each one is unique. Random adjustments would only get us caught.”

“So what do we do now? Do we just barge in?” Katherine asked anxiously.

Amberser replied, “There’s no need. Why not use an illusion to turn you invisible? I’ll transform into a Green Thrashtoad and walk in, and you just follow me.”

Katherine: …

“Why didn’t we just turn invisible in the first place?” Katherine asked.

Amberser explained, “Because I need to practice the movements of a Thrashtoad. Were you planning to just barge in, capture the Thrashtoad Lord, and force him to open the spatial passage? What if he refuses? Could you kill him? Memory extraction from a soul isn’t always reliable, and what if his soul ascends to the Divine Realm of Thrashtoads? They should have one, right? Anyway, I’m planning to stealthily learn how to control the spatial connections, not to start a fight outright.”

Katherine immediately caught on and said excitedly, “You’re planning on using that trick again?!”

Amberser asked curiously, “Which trick are you talking about?”

Katherine said, “The shifting and deceiving! Every time you turn into another race, you either kidnap a princess or scam millions. This time, are you thinking about tricking a Thrashtoad Princess into working for you?!”