Chapter 1819: Chapter 598: Pulling One Thread, Moving the Whole Body

Like the evolutionary process of all intelligent races, the Demonic Sea Clan does not only study the venom series and the mist series of arcane arts; they also have notable achievements in Demonic Spatial Magic—what the Aegean Mages refer to as “Space Magic.”

In the Misty Ocean, forms of long-distance transportation such as the Crystal Teleportation Array are also not uncommon, and the civilization of the Sea Clan is equally awe-inspiring.

Facing the only Lord Saint Xiao of the Aegean Continent, the gaze of His Majesty the Sea Dragon King Redondo of the Nasdaq Sea Kingdom narrowed intensely, leaving no concealment of his deep hostility.

In places inhabited by any intelligent race, news is never entirely secluded; information about each top-tier power spreads extremely quickly across worlds. The fall of the two Saint Chiaos once made some delight in the misfortunes of the Aegean Continent’s powers, but the sudden emergence of a Lord Saint Xiao was enough to make all the strong tremble in fear.

Although there are no exact details of the Aegean Lord Saint Xiao at hand, a supreme expert always exudes the aura of a supreme expert. This kind of direct calling card cannot be hidden from seasoned individuals, and His Majesty the Sea Dragon King Redondo had no doubt about his own insight.

“I’ve come to see Your Majesty this time merely for a business proposition!” Liu Zhenhuan’s gaze, warm and gentle, landed on His Majesty Redondo with the appreciation and expectation of a master looking at a novice, warming hearts along the way, as he had been doing lately: “A business that will benefit your Demonic Sea Clan greatly, and also be of great advantage to us Aegean Bimons!”

“If it’s business, then Master, your demeanor is rather disheartening.” Feeling the terrifyingly intense mental power in the voice of the Aegean Lord Saint Xiao, His Majesty Redondo’s eyebrows twitched involuntarily; yet this was not sufficient reason for a king to concede, especially without an explanation for the dozens of charcoal-like Sea Clan members lying in their blood outside the Giant Shell Fortress.

“The recent skirmish, allow us to set it aside for discussion later; first, let me express my friendly intentions clearly.” Without any unnecessary detours, Liu Zhenhuan went straight to the point: “I’ve come this time to offer your Demonic Sea Clan a safe opportunity to come ashore, because my subordinates have invented a water-retaining emblem. In our Aegean language, we call it the ‘An’erle Emblem.’ I understand that your Demonic Sea Clan cannot do without the Misty Ocean—not for the toxins but because you cannot leave the constant moisture provided by the mist, a characteristic exactly like our Aegean Sea race.”

“I have heard of this emblem before.” King Redondo of Nasdaq gave Old Liu a slightly curious look: “But I recall that this kind of emblem seems to have been invented by your Aegean Mermaids, not by a land race like yours.”

“Ha! It just so happens that I have a group of freshwater Mermaids under my banner, and coincidentally, I am also an expatriate Mermaid myself.” Fact speaks louder than words. Liu Zhenhuan took out a stack of clamshell-shaped magical metal emblems, creating a rattling chain in his hand. The faint elemental rhythm on the emblems felt like the sweetest spring water, gradually seeping into the heart of the Sea Dragon King.

“Just think about it. Once you leave the Poisonous Mist Sea, your lifespan can be increased threefold, from three hundred years to a thousand years! You will be able to see the wondrous moonlight and sunshine with your own eyes, indulge in the caress of the warm wind, and behold the blue sky, the land, the green.” Liu Zhenhuan felt the gaze of the other party hooked onto the water-retaining emblem as if it was barbed, using an enchanting tone to the utmost extent to entice: “Have you seen the desert before? The setting sun over the long river! Have you seen the snow-capped mountains, with the window containing the eternal snow of the Western Ridge!”

Liu Zhenhuan felt that at this moment, he was indeed an extremely compelling figure, almost akin to telling an Aegean Human, darn it! Heaven is right in front of you, do you want to step in, you foolish B?

“The sky doesn’t shed moonlight for nothing, please tell me, great Aegean Lord Saint Xiao, why are you doing this? What makes you think you can help us? A dozen emblems are too few; my kingdom’s population is immeasurable,” the Sea Dragon King struggled greatly to regain his composure.

“You are surely aware of the war between us Aegean Bimons and the Land Demon Race, Your Majesty?” Liu Zhenhuan asked rhetorically.

“What kind of war do you call that, merely child’s play at best.” His Majesty Redondo snorted black vapor from his nostrils contemptuously: “Even your last great war only mobilized just over ten million troops, which pales in comparison to the scale of our Sea Clan wars! Perhaps only the ‘Dragon Sea Campaign’ between Aegean and the Land Demon Race over ten thousand years ago holds any real merit.”

“The ocean’s area is dozens of times that of the land, naturally making the scale of sea wars dozens of times larger than those on land. In this regard, I must pay my respects!” Liu Zhenhuan didn’t mind others boasting a bit in his presence: “However, the current situation is this. The second Demon War has commenced again. We Bimons have an army, approximately thirty thousand strong. After entering the Demon World, they were unfortunately ambushed and are now driven by the Land Demon Race to the shoreline of the Coast Contribution Continent. There is no way for me to save them alone, so I was hoping Your Majesty Redondo could lend a hand…”