Chapter 670 - 668: Guidance, Familiar Entrance

The wave of pollution did not come from one direction, but from all directions.

Soon, the wave rushed over, and the thief below, who was slowly picking the lock, bore the brunt of it, and the pollution wave hit him square in the face.

His face instantly turned green.

He immediately abandoned the lock breaker and turned to run back the way he came.

Hilia couldn’t help but shake her head.

"Just one more minute and he could open the door and go in to hide, going back now would take more than just a minute."

Phil was also watching, an expression of hesitation on her face.

She looked up and asked Hilia, "Hilia, should I rescue him?"

"Either way." Hilia was indifferent, "Follow your own heart."

After a pause, Hilia thought of something and said with interest, "Speaking of which, if you suddenly sense the appearance of a Divine Relic now, and it’s only available for a few minutes, if you choose to save that thief during this time, you will lose the sense of it. Would you choose to find the Divine Relic or save the person?"

"Ah? This, this..."

Phil was stunned.

Her mind began to spin.

After a moment, Hilia seemed to vaguely see Phil’s overloaded brain smoking —

Oh, that was the wave of pollution.

To the side, Rose nodded approvingly, "Well done, Hilia."

Hilia quietly rolled her eyes.

As expected of Lord Evil God, to think of such a strange question.

"Why don’t you ask me this question, Lord Rose?" Hilia asked curiously.

"Because you would choose the Divine Relic, then see if the other person is dead once you have it, and save them if they’re not." Rose chuckled.

Hilia’s kindness was only for righteous people; she never showed compassion to evildoers.

"You could also ask me, what if it’s a righteous person in such a situation." Hilia blinked her eyes.

Rose responded with impatience, "Don’t you already have an answer in your heart?"

Hilia chuckled.

In her heart, the answer was clear: ordinary people wouldn’t seek trouble for nothing, knowing the danger and still coming out —

For those who come out, her principle was to let them bear the cost of their curiosity, find the Divine Relic first, and then see if the person is dead afterward.

It’s hard to persuade the damned ghost; if they’re dead, she wouldn’t be conflicted.

As for Phil, Hilia had no idea what she was thinking.

But seeing the overloaded look on her face, in the end, she still reminded, "Stop thinking about it, if you keep at it, that person will go crazy, and besides, you’re not facing the choice now."

"Ah? Oh, right."

Phil finally snapped out of her overload.

She hurried over, and Hilia followed along.

Soon, the two returned to the starting place, where the mage was knocking on the door.

But unfortunately, the inn wasn’t planning on opening the door.

Then, he began using magic to bombard the inn’s door.

The large tree housing the inn began to flicker with light.

Phil was about to go and stop him but was held back by Hilia.

Turning back, Hilia said, "The guards are coming, don’t bother."

Phil was taken aback, then saw a team of guards quickly coming from afar, swiftly capturing the increasingly irrational thief mage and taking him away.

The two watched the guards leave from afar; Hilia patted Phil on the shoulder, "See, the Elf Royal Court must have many precedents for such things. I must say, their response time is quite fast."

Phil nodded, "Alright, seems like I don’t need to do anything."

"Let’s go find the Divine Relic, quickly."

"Yes, let’s go, but speaking of which..." Phil hesitated, a confused look on her face, "Wasn’t it said to be dangerous at night? Where’s the danger?"

Hilia replied impatiently, "Of course, it’s these pollution waves."

Phil was puzzled, "It’s not dangerous."

"Nonsense, of course, it’s not dangerous for you and me." Hilia said helplessly, "The danger of Elf Royal City should refer to them closing the array at night and reopening it the next day to save resources."

Saying this, Hilia was somewhat disappointed, "I thought it was some kind of terrible danger, but it was just opening the door and letting the pollution wave come in."

At night, the pollution would become very active, requiring more magic power and resources to maintain the barrier array during this time.

The Elf Royal Court probably felt that maintaining the barrier array at night was too costly, so they specifically asked people to return before nightfall, then closed the array, allowing the pollution to run rampant, and opened the array again the next day.

The concentration of the pollution wave now is not as high as it originally was, even a Tier One Mage can operate in the pollution for some time during the day.

However, it’s only for a short period, as any longer and it would invade the body.

This resource-saving method by the Elf Royal Court is still viable, though it’s puzzling why they only mentioned nighttime being dangerous without saying they would close the barrier array at night.

Hilia didn’t think much of it, just sent a message to Elina, directly inquiring about it.

However, the other party seemed very busy and didn’t respond.

Hilia didn’t mind, and looked at Phil, "Alright, Phil, try to find the location of the Divine Relic. Could it have something to do with the pollution surfacing in Elf Royal City at night?"

Phil said, "It’s possible, I’ll try."

The two casually picked a tree and stood at the top. Phil closed her eyes and slowly absorbed the surrounding surging pollution wave.

Beside her, Hilia saw, along with Phil’s absorption, the previously merged [Tendrils of Death] emerged from her chest, slowly floating in front of her.

Strands of mysterious power emerged from her body, merging into the [Tendrils of Death]. Gradually, the light emitted from the [Tendrils of Death] pointed in a direction.

Phil opened her eyes, looked at the [Tendrils of Death], and said, "The direction pointed by the key should be the place we need to go."

"Then what are we waiting for, let’s go!"

As they approached, Hilia’s expression gradually became strange.

Because the direction pointed by the [Tendrils of Death] was precisely the entrance to underground of the Holy Tree, which she had previously seen through the camera Rose installed on Solais, a member of the Withered Wood Organization.

When the [Tendrils of Death] stopped guide under a seemingly withered tree, Hilia concluded with certainty that the direction indicated by the [Tendrils of Death] was indeed the former underground entrance of the Withered Wood Organization.

Phil looked at the withered tree in front, a bit puzzled, "Could it be that this tree is the Divine Relic?"

Hilia said, "Of course not, this is a hidden entrance."

Saying so, Hilia stepped forward and, following the method used by Solais in her memory, opened the hidden entrance.

Seeing this, Rose commented impatiently, "Aren’t you afraid that using this method to open the entrance would get discovered by the Elf Royal Court?"

"Ah? This..." Hilia was startled, suddenly tense, "No way, I...I’m sorry, Lord Rose, they..."

"Relax, they didn’t notice it, but next time be careful, don’t be so hasty." Rose shook his head.

"Alright."

Hilia breathed a sigh of relief.

She opened the door so quickly because she had the idea of ’showing off’ in front of Phil.

She turned around and, sure enough, saw Phil’s amazed expression.

"Hmm, although it’s pleasant, I really should be cautious next time."

The girl warned herself in her heart.