For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King

   "Why? I don't think there's anything to lose by doing this?"

  William asked with the same expression in response to the other party's categorical refusal.

"There is a loss. I have been running this rebel settlement for several years. The people here trust me very much, and I also trust them very much... It can be said that I have done all the preparations for the revolt against the Duke of the Holy Tree. , all rely on this to expand.”

   Ebony replied in a deep voice.

   But in this regard, William just said lightly:

   "This is not a reason."

   If you find yourself deceived, the most foolish thing to do is to sink deeper and deeper because you are reluctant to bear the sunk costs.

   Hearing William's answer, Ebony's eyes crossed the other side, turned to the crowd practicing against each other in the open space not far away, turned to the craftsmen who were making rune props, and finally looked at a few playful children.

   After a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

   "Because of this, whether what you say is true or not, I can't afford to say it."

   No matter whether these forty-three people have been transformed into undead, as long as he pointed this out to them, it means that things have reached an irreversible situation.

   If it is true, then as a listener of the "big mother", or as a forest elf who abides by an ancient contract, he must return these people to death completely.

   And if it is false, then in the interior of the rebel army, there will be a rift that will never be repaired. Even a direct split on this is not out of the question. After all, slandering a forest elf as an undead is definitely the most vicious accusation in their culture.

   In other words, no matter how you choose, you will lose the trust of these people.

   "Is that so?"

   As if he had already guessed that the other party would answer this, William nodded and did not force it any more.

   "Then go on as you wish, I don't care."

  William answered with a shrug.

   After all, he had no hope for the so-called resistance army here.

   No matter whether these people are living or undead, the combat power they can ultimately provide for themselves is really too insignificant. Moreover, based on his previous simple contact with the violent man named Solo, William couldn't be too confident that he would hand over the entire Ravenwood to these forest elf fundamentalists in the future.

   To be honest, if it wasn't for Ebony's claim that he had a judgment weapon in his hand, the world tree's hundred-year life condensation that could completely heal his wounds, and most importantly, the phylactery of Frost Witch Neh. William may be more willing to contact the Duke of the Holy Tree with the same surname first, and then consider who he should cooperate with.

  Perhaps for the forest elves, Flaro, who abandoned the ancient covenant and chose to fall to the empire, is an out-and-out forest elves sinner and traitor. But for William, this kind of people who will give priority to practical interests, rather than blindly following religious traditions, may be more suitable for negotiating conditions. The criteria for such people to screen allies is to judge the actual strength of the other party and their ability to obtain instead of listening to the voice of the "God" heard in a trance after drinking a psychedelic drug.

   And whether it is power or interest, these are things that William can control. But he really couldn't control what sound the other party would hear after falling into a trance hallucination, and what he would do afterwards.

If the Duke of Sacred Tree is really as Ebony said, the kind of grass that only clings to the strong, then he will only have more bargaining chips in negotiating with her - after all, within the scope of William's cognition, the entire world should No one can be stronger than himself, and no one can promise more benefits than himself.

   So, for William, it doesn't matter whether Ebony is willing to believe his own judgment.

   "However, let me give you a piece of advice for now."

   Without waiting for the other party to reply, William also looked not far away, and the forest elf who was busy with his own affairs in the open space said:

"These undead, how you want to deal with that is your own business. But when you finally make a choice, please don't deceive yourself. Now you may still have a chance to save some people, but if you continue to deceive yourself like this, you will In the end, no one can save him."

  William said in a flat tone.

   Although the other party seemed to rationally explain to him the reason why he was unwilling to accept the tentative plan, William could vaguely guess the reason why the other party was really unwilling to do so.

  Compared with all his efforts in the past few years, he was more afraid of finding out that all this was caused by himself.

   For the forest elves, becoming neither life nor death, spreading corrupt undead, is a far more terrifying ending than death. If what William said was true, he would be the greatest sinner who brought back those who should have died peacefully as undead.

"I…"

   Looking at William's dull eyes, Ebony could only utter one syllable for a long time.

"I suggest that you investigate the priests under your command, especially what the alchemy potions of suspended animation they make... But these are things later, for now, you should give me the promised reward. Earlier we The agreement between them is still valid, you pay me, and I will help you sit on the throne."

  William spoke slightly faster.

   William was more interested in this than the truth of the matter.

   Seeing that William no longer tangled too much on this topic, Ebony breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

   "The thing is in the deepest part of the tree hole, and it is protected by three layers of seals. After everyone is here and the meeting is over, I will take you over to open the seal."

  William frowned and said:

   "It's your own business that you want to accompany these undead, and I'm not interested. I'm only interested in the things you said earlier."

  William said, pointing to the bottomless dark hole not far away and asked:

   "Is the tree hole you said there?"

  Ebony nodded, but before he could say anything, the man beside him disappeared.

  On the spot, there was only a silhouette of a humanoid that flickered with tiny electric lights.

   As for where the other party went, I don’t need to say more.

   "However, those three seals definitely couldn't be opened without my help...especially the third one."

   Ebony was stunned in place for a long time before he recovered and said so.

  …

   "This kind of boring cutscene cg can finally be skipped directly."

   Standing at the bottom of the tree hole, William caressed the invisible barrier with his hand.

  Although he was indeed very curious about why the forest elves who were "rescued" by Ebony kept the spirituality of living people. But compared to this, at the moment, he is still more concerned about the phylactery of his past partners.

   After confirming the authenticity of those things, I have the time and means to investigate other things.

When he came to this tree hole, he found that the scenery here was a little familiar, as if he had been to a similar place in the past - but this is also a normal thing, previously in the game, around the world There are about seven or eight dungeon copies near the tree. If you are playing the Forest Elf archive, there will be three more special dungeon copies.

   Therefore, he couldn't remember for a while, which dungeon the scene here was more similar to.

   While thinking about it, William used the transformation spell to tear the first layer of the three enchantments torn a crack that was enough for him to pass through.

   The magical accomplishments of these forest elves can only be described as tragic. It can be seen that the people who performed these spells had already tried their best to make the seal of this cave a little stronger. But in William's eyes, this level of enchantment is not much stronger than plastic wrap.

   The second layer is a barrier built by life magic, which is much stronger than the previous one. But just like the enchantment that uses [Green Guard] outside, this kind of strength is just relying on the huge vitality of the World Tree, and it is only powerful in number. William repeated the trick by grafting the external source of magic, and it was also very easy to crack it.

   But the third barrier stopped William.

   The third barrier looks like a translucent film covered with light frost. It is the same as the first barrier, and its actual strength is not much stronger than the plastic wrap. William, who couldn't wait, easily tore it to shreds with his fingers filled with a lot of magic power.

   However, just as he easily tore open the barrier and was about to step over, the barrier instantly recovered and blocked him from the outside.

   is not patched, nor rebuilt.

   Instead, it was restored like a video of a broken mirror being played back in time.

   Facing this situation, William fell silent for a moment.

   In his cognition, there is only one spell that can do this, and that is the peak spell of the frost system [Anti-Entropy].

   The effect of this spell in the game is to rewind the time within a certain range to the state five seconds ago. Whether it is the state of the body, the position of everyone, or the cooling time of the spell, it will return to the state five seconds ago regardless of the enemy or the enemy. Of course, this spell can only affect everything that is still alive, and cannot be retroactive. Save the dead.

   And after crossing over, William found that he could more precisely control the specific range size (not exceeding the maximum casting range) and the length of time (within five seconds).

   In William's cognition, apart from himself, there is only one person in this world who has learned the [Anti-Entropy] spell.

   And that person also obtained the title of Frost Witch because of his accomplishments in frost spells.

   "Nich, is that really you?"