Chapter 244: The Flag-Grab Race
The Mother of Beasts did not expect that even after losing her wings, Ji Ma could still conjure up triangular wings and escape quickly.
Taking advantage of this small advantage, once her wings healed, Ji Ma embraced the Demon King’s extraordinary substance and flew directly westward.
The extraordinary substance of the Demon King within the iron canister was restless. When Ji Ma curiously touched the surface of the iron can, it began to boil, causing the entire canister to shake, as if a giant dragon were trapped inside. The can also emitted a chilling aura that directly affected the surrounding environment.
Various mutated creatures trembled in fear, and even the plants bowed down to the ground.
However, Ji Ma felt that what was trapped inside the iron canister was not a dragon, but a dead ghost yearning for a physical resurrection.
The red text left by the system required her to touch the Demon King’s extraordinary substance to unlock hidden texts.
Perhaps I am truly just a tool designed by the Demon King Jima.
Ji Ma sneered as she stuffed the iron canister back into her waist bag, muttering to herself, “What a pathetic plan; you will never live again.”
Fortunately, she encountered George.
She really wanted to see the expression on the Demon King Jima’s face when he learned that the succubus he had so carefully arranged had become the wife of the one who killed him.
Unfortunately, he was completely dead… Jima was dead, and Ji Ma was alive.
Ji Ma was not the type to take foolish risks just to satisfy her curiosity.
The midday sun shone down on Ji Ma as she finished resting and grabbed a handful of roasted nuts from her bag to munch on.
Just before taking off, Ji Ma glanced at the mission text she had written.
Her current task was very simple: escape to Le’an Port to attract the attention of the Mother of Beasts’ army.
It was said that the troops returning from the Holy War had already landed at Le’an Port, led by King Richard the Lionheart, gathering knights responding to the call for chivalric war, gradually forming a large army to launch the heroic war.
Perhaps the Demon King’s extraordinary substance could lead the Mother of Beasts to abandon Quinas City and turn her attention towards the chivalric army led by King Richard the Lionheart.
Or perhaps… the future king of the Knight Kingdom of Barto would become a stepping stone for the Mother of Beasts, just like Duke Casson.
“Fortunately, I am only responsible for delivering the item.”
Ji Ma spoke to herself, leaping from the branch and flapping her wings to soar into the sky.
At that moment, a divination struck her lower back, and the iron canister grew hot. The sanctified wheat hanging from her waist bag began to smoke and eventually turned to ashes.
The wheat was Ji Ma’s counter-divination measure.
Ji Ma was equally adept at divination; she immediately realized that the Mother of Beasts had somehow broken through her counter-divination measures and obtained the location information of the Demon King’s extraordinary substance.
She was mentally prepared to be discovered and gave a strong flap of her wings, causing her to fly a bit higher.
The twisted and corroded forest below slowly receded. Ji Ma wished to fly faster; as long as her speed was sufficient, no matter how many pursuers there were, they would not be able to catch her.
However, when she flapped her wings harder, the iron canister at her waist became heavier, reducing her speed.
Suddenly, howls erupted from the forest below. A few beastmen were roaring at Ji Ma in the air, shooting arrows that soared nearly a hundred meters high before turning back down towards the ground.
Yet Ji Ma’s mood did not lighten because the canister on her lower back grew significantly heavier, weighing her down.
Ji Ma finally understood why the Mother of Beasts hadn’t sent flying creatures to directly carry the Demon King’s extraordinary substance back to her.
But flying slowly was still flying.
Ji Ma deliberately maneuvered through complex terrain, continuing to fly westward, her mind cooling down as she contemplated her backup plan.
In the horizon.
The Mother of Beasts, with her modified eyes, locked onto Ji Ma’s fleeing figure like a hawk.
“No matter how fast she flies, she can’t outrun the flock of crows.”
Fatigued dragon-like wings lay flat on the ground behind the Mother of Beasts, and her beautiful face was taut with fury.
Several of her winged progeny stood by and remained silent, not daring to speak a word. They could all feel their mother’s anger and resentment.
A black raven landed on her arm, gasping for breath, and spoke in the language of beastmen:
“Mother, the giants are already outside the sheep pen walls.”
“Do you know which knight is leading the resistance?”
“One called George.”
“He? How does he lead the sheep?”
“I do not know why he seized power. Our sect, placed inside, has been uprooted by him. That group of walking food is resisting fiercely under his command.” The raven said, “But we will present his corpse to you.”
The tense expression on Vichina, the Mother of Beasts, relaxed, and a smile appeared on her face.
The progeny beside her, who had not dared to speak, found it quite strange why their mother would show such a proud smile.
“I hear a little thief has stolen the extraordinary substance.” The raven said, “Should we send some beast kings to lead an army to intercept her?”
“No need. Gather all the beast kings and command them to capture Quinas City at all costs as quickly as possible.” Vichina, the Mother of Beasts, said, “Do not worry about anything else; just select some fast and powerful ones and organize them to report back to me.”
“Understood, Mother.”
The raven obeyed and flew away.
Vichina, the Mother of Beasts, spread her arms, and the surrounding trees had long been twisted and “fleshy.” The tree trunks bulged, forcing out one monstrous creature after another, drenched in moisture, with eagle wings and sharp claws.
They jumped on the ground, flapping their wings. The soft feathers hardened against the wind. They screeched and soared into the sky, flying past the snow-white shoulders of the Mother of Beasts.
Vichina, the Mother of Beasts, said, “Go, entangle her; we will meet again soon.”
With that, she looked towards the red-haired Barsa, who wore a cold expression.
“Dark elf, this is your last chance.”
“It was you who lost the Demon King’s extraordinary substance.” Barsa pointed out, “You never intended to use the Demon King’s extraordinary substance as a reward.”
“No matter what, you dark elves will not believe me.” Vichina, the Mother of Beasts, smiled, “But now, the Demon King’s extraordinary substance is with the succubus. If you succeed, you will be able to obtain the Demon King’s extraordinary substance.”
“And what about you? Just watching the show?”
“My progeny will assist you.” Vichina, the Mother of Beasts, said, “As for me, I have nothing more to say.”
Barsa sneered, “You can’t ‘teleport’ for a while, can you? How amusing. My allies don’t look so strong.”
Though the red-haired dark elf said this, she still ordered her subordinates to set out.
Barsa commanded, “Prepare the secret potion.”
Even the most insane witch hesitated for a moment.
Barsa narrowed her red eyes and said, “I said, prepare the secret potion.”
With that, she took out the dark potion that burned souls.
No one dared to defy her will.
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