Xilǐ'er rode Radish slowly closer to Ed, his tone slightly relaxed:
"' Oathbreaking Cardinal Cuiske, ' the most wanted criminal in the Tree Worship Church Theocracy for the past eighty years."
Ed was taken aback by what he heard:
"Even someone in such a high position would betray them?"
Xilǐ'er dismissed this:
"Perhaps they still feel it's not high enough..."
He rode his horse to a point less than five steps from Ed, where Ed could even see the Eternal Domain Infinity symbol on Ed's chest gradually dimming.
"You are the ' Son of God '?"
Xilǐ'er made no attempt to hide his thoughts; on the contrary, he was quite interested in Ed.
"It is I. And who are you, king?"
Ed countered with a question to " Xilǐ'er," who was standing in front of him.
Without a doubt, the body in question does not belong to the loyal knight, but rather to one of the two he served...
"Thanks to the support of many commoners and nobles in the Eternal Domain, they generally refer to me as... ' The King of Domination '."
"Oh..."
Ed looked to the other side:
"So you're the ' Immortal King ' then?"
Tim, empty-handed, arrived near Ed. He had just stabbed Margaret against the rock wall while the dragon's breath clouded his senses, and the duke was now using his eight spider legs to pull the knight's sword from his body.
As for Tim, it wasn't entirely because he wanted to get close to Ed. The main reason was that the fifty knights guarding the Resurrection Tree had now completely sided with the players, and he had no choice but to come here if he wanted to stand with his own people.
"It's me."
Tim openly admitted his identity. Just as Ed was about to ask something, he saw cracks emitting a dim yellow light appear on the young knight's body.
Tim's body was crumbling little by little, seemingly unable to withstand the consequences of becoming a vessel for High Tier Descent.
Xilǐ'er had reached his limit, and the infinity symbol on his chest dimmed completely.
The Low Tier bodies are about to Shattered, and the Middle Tier bodies are also about to reach their limits. The Descent of the Twin Kings seems to be coming to an end soon.
Thinking of this, Ed couldn't help but feel genuinely grateful to Xilǐ'er and Tim. After all, without their help to buy time, he might have had to wait for the next Descent.
Although the Twin Kings were terrible, the knights of the Eternal Domain were all incredibly good.
How about we make a deal?
Ignoring the shattering body, Tim suddenly said to Ed:
"I can tell you're currently in a ' Pseudo·High Tier ' state. I can transform you into a true High Tier. How about it?"
What are you planning to do?
Ed neither immediately agreed nor refused; instead, he became somewhat interested in the " Immortal King's" abilities.
Knowing that the opponent was most likely the Amber Dragon, and not its true Descent, he wasn't afraid at all. On the contrary, he wanted to extract some information, since it seemed that the two sides would fight sooner or later.
I know what you're thinking.
Tim's tone was neither happy nor sad:
"You think we're nearing our limit, so you can just go through the motions, right?"
He didn't say anything more, and gently placed his right hand on the infinity symbol on his chest.
One of the eyes in the Eternal Domain emblem suddenly lit up as if it had come to life, and the cracks in Tim's body began to close gradually.
Having dealt with his own problem, Tim reached out and pointed towards Xilǐ'er's chest, and the dim symbol that had been completely burned out like a fuse instantly lit up again.
The two, who had just been on their last legs, were instantly Vitality. Ed watched this scene, but felt almost nothing except for the strong Psionic Energy fluctuations.
This is the power of the Immortal King...
He sighed inwardly, but his expression remained unchanged. Tim, however, looked at Ed and asked:
So, should we reconsider?
"Utilizing the power of various High Tier creatures to propel oneself to High Tier is not something that ordinary people can do."
"Your use of power is very skillful, but it cannot be sustained for long."
"If you agree, I can keep you at your current peak forever."
You might as well say you'll turn me into a moving piece of amber...
Ed thought to himself, already having a pretty good idea of what this Immortal King was planning.
What do you mean by "maintaining peak condition"? Isn't it just using Amber Dragon's ability to solidify oneself?
Leaving aside whether he could continue to grow stronger after receiving this power, Ed felt the biggest problem was that if he accepted the blessing of an Amber Dragon, he would most likely become its puppet.
Was the malice really that obvious...?
Thinking of this, Ed did not directly refuse the Immortal King:
"Since it's a transaction, what do you want?"
Tim pointed to the stone pillars in the distance and said:
" Adelaide, we want Adelaide."
Ed shook his head and said with a regretful expression:
"Unfortunately, we also want Adelaide."
Is there no room for negotiation?
"No."
Ed's tone was exceptionally firm:
"I want to know, if I hadn't come here today, would the two of you have been able to take Adelaide away?"
The Immortal King did not answer but asked a question in return:
"Do you think you can crack this tough nut without the two of us?"
"It's difficult, but not impossible."
Ed, on the other hand, was full of confidence in himself and his players.
After all, if it really comes down to a pure contest of High Tier combat power, he'd have to bring Seraphina, the complete dragon, here even if it meant risking his wallet.
Seeing that Tim didn't answer, Ed asked with some confusion:
"This is unexpected, isn't it? If you don't believe me, take your men and leave now. Good news will come later."
Tim shook his head, reached out and retrieved the knight's sword from the distance, saying:
"Then let's see who has the best skills."
Ed raised an eyebrow:
So, it means whoever grabs it first keeps it?
The King of Domination had been mostly silent, gripped his lance tightly once more.
"Right."
At this moment, Oathbreaking Cardinal Cuiske, who had been "resurrected," walked to the front of the crowd with a body that looked even younger, standing between the allied forces of the Second Holy See and the Eternal Domain and the Adelaide Sealed Ground.
Margaret, who had successfully escaped, was hanging upside down from the cave ceiling, looking down at the entire battlefield with her eight eyes.
More and more players gathered behind Ed, and a battle was imminent.
On one side were two High Tier dukes and an almost unlimited supply of Blood Corpse, while on the other side were three " Pseudo·High Tier " dukes and an ever-increasing number of Low Tier participants.
Just then, a cool breeze suddenly spread through the underground space that had been heated by Seraphina's dragon breath.
That voice, which everyone both anticipated and loathed, came from deeper underground:
" Cuiske, break the seal."