Yarra’s Adventure Notes
Chapter 795 - 60: The Purpose of the Moribund

Chapter 795: Chapter 60: The Purpose of the Moribund

Speaking of Herr, Pannis sighed. The battle that took place a few months ago was hard to forget; that powerful Triclops priest, through the enhancement of divine power and having regained the original strength of the Triclops and even improved upon it, was able to face two Demigods working together and still gain the upper hand. How could he possibly forget such an enemy? However, he indeed had overlooked one point: after the temporary enhancement that restored the Triclops’ power, he had almost transformed from a moribund being into one of flesh and blood. If the remaining two moribund Triclops priests also possessed this ability, then Alcmene’s hypothesis might very well be close to the truth.

"Alright, let’s assume your speculation is the truth," Pannis pondered and said, "Obviously, their return to their original living state has a time limit, and it causes significant exhaustion. This can be inferred from the fact that they seldom easily resort to this method. This means that although we don’t know how many Demigod magical beasts they can create each time through this method, what’s certain is that they cannot use this approach repeatedly. But if each creation has too few numbers, it won’t have any effect and won’t be able to impact this world significantly, right?"

"Yes, that’s what I mean, sss," said Alcmene, "but little brother, sss, I feel you are too concerned with this matter, and thus your thought process has fallen into a trap. The biggest trap, sss, is that you have been considering, from the beginning, how they managed to enhance the magical beasts, ssssss, but considering these points is almost meaningless, sss. No matter what method they use, the fact is that they have successfully enhanced them, although the quantity is unknown. Ssss, at this moment, what’s most critical and needs to be clarified is not the method or the number, sssss, but what their purpose is for doing this."

"We have studied it," Pannis spoke, "but couldn’t come to a conclusion. At first, we thought they were conducting tests, but now it doesn’t seem like it. Such unguarded testing would only expose them; they can’t be that foolish. But beyond that, I can’t imagine any other reason that could compel them to do so."

"Obviously, there must be a reasonable cause behind their seemingly irrational actions, sss, your brains must have turned bad from excessive concern, sss. Are you truly using your brain to think right now?" Alcmene leaned back in his chair, wiped his right hand over his leather vest, and from some pocket pulled out a pinch of herbal powder. He cast it into the air, and while so fine as to be undetectable to the naked eye when floating, it appeared like a dispersing cloud of blue smoke, releasing a faint fragrance. Everyone who smelled the scent felt a cooling sensation slowly spread from their nostrils to their brain, washing away the mental fatigue brought on by thinking, leaving them feeling not only more alert but even thinking faster. Alcmene grinned and said, "This is an herbal powder I blended myself, can also be used as incense, sss. I use a bit when I feel tired; the effect isn’t bad, right? Feeling a bit clearer, aren’t we? Sss, if you’re still not alert, then I’ll use a bit more, we can continue after you’ve completely calmed down."

"No need for more," Pannis inhaled deeply the scented powder, covered his face with both hands and vigorously rubbed, murmuring, "I’ve come to my senses now, huh, I guess they will be making big moves soon."

"Indeed, I think so too," Alcmene showed a humanized smile and nodded, "Since they have successfully elevated magical beasts from Legendary Rank to Demigod Rank, if they wanted to use these beasts to enhance their own side’s combat strength, sssssss, they should have used the same method to promote a group of Demigod magical beasts in their own lair to achieve that effect. But because they have released these beasts, sss, it’s clear that their goal is not to enhance their own strength but rather some other one."

"Cause chaos," Pannis continued. "If they were to scatter a few of these modified magical beasts throughout the Yarran World, it would likely lead to widespread chaos. At that point, all the Demigods from various powers would be thrown into disarray. This moment would provide the best opportunity for them to do whatever they desire."

"Bravo, bravo," Alcmene applauded. "Little brother, your mind has finally returned to its normal state. Hiss hiss, that’s the response Kyle should have. Not bad, hiss hiss, I too believe that their goal is to create chaos. Take the Marsh Stalkers, for example; they’re not social creatures, hiss hiss, and will naturally disperse to live alone after reaching maturity. If these three Lurkers were to scatter across the corners of the Northern Swamp, hiss hiss, given their slyness, it would take me several months to deal with them. Should the same situation unfold in other places as it has in the swamp, hiss hiss hiss, they would have several months to do as they please with no one to stop them."

"But, I have a question?" While the two men spoke, the girls had been listening in silence, but Catherine suddenly interjected, "High Priest, there’s something that doesn’t add up, which could impact your hypothesis. According to your speculation, if their goal is to create chaos, they would need to simultaneously expose all these underage Demigod magical beasts hidden across Yarra, otherwise people would simply defeat them one by one. But a few days ago, at Barrow City’s Adventurer’s Guild Branch, we made detailed inquiries to the person in charge about the situation on the Yarran Continent over the last few months. Yet even with the Guild’s information network, we received no relevant information. And according to what Mr. Graneer from the Swamp Skull Tribe introduced earlier, it’s been several months since the Marsh Stalkers began to affect them. If we go by your speculation, similar reports should have come from various places during these months, but in reality, they haven’t."

"Young knight," holding his teacup, Alcmene looked at Catherine with interest for a while and then said with a smile, "I must say, hiss hiss, you’re sharper than Nellie."

"Hey," Pannis raised his eyebrows, his dissatisfaction evident as he spoke, "We’re talking serious business here."

"Hiss hiss, someone’s angry," Alcmene flicked his tongue rapidly, completely unconcerned about Pannis’s discontent, and continued leisurely, "But did I say anything wrong? Alright, alright, hiss hiss, stop staring at me like that. Let’s get back to business, shall we? Young knight, did you forget what I just said? Hiss hiss, these Marsh Stalkers are not yet mature. When you fought them, you did not see them use the slime spray, did you? Hiss hiss hiss, no need to answer, I can tell by your expressions that you didn’t, otherwise your faces would be ten times uglier than now." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com and support through monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)