Sorcery Monarch Part 2

Chapter 288: The Elf Caravan

"Damn, that was dangerous!"

"Why are these ghostly things becoming more and more common?"

"How come we never noticed them before?"

Matthew issued orders to his soldiers:

"Stay away from this area. Any escaped individuals must be guarded, but do not engage with them recklessly."

Observing the eerie, frenzied scene, Matthew felt something was off.

He had once "studied" evil gods—capturing them for dissection, analysis, and research.

Despite most evil gods delighting in deceiving and manipulating their followers, engaging in destructive rituals.

Even in such cases, these evil gods rarely respond to their followers.

Not even for tens of thousands; they hide well unless the numbers reach millions, even tens of millions!

According to Matthew's understanding of the power of fate, evil gods can also extract a similar force from these rituals.

However, the power required by evil gods is enormous, far beyond human imagination.

Thus, the more powerful the evil god cult, the more they pursue grand-scale rituals.

A barbarian chieftain like Halel, who frequently conducted blood rituals, might only gain the attention of an evil god.

If he failed to satisfy the increasingly greedy appetite of the evil god, he would be mercilessly discarded.

Still, Halel didn't seem like a fool, and according to Matthew's memories, this guy was active in the western continent in the future.

Which means this seemingly flawed evil god ritual had somehow succeeded?

It was truly strange!

Matthew didn't dwell on it and ordered his troops to retreat, warning them of any signs of madness, and reported this to 343.

He knew 343 had witnessed this scene but could not openly acknowledge it.

For mortals, engaging with the knowledge and rituals of evil gods was extremely dangerous.

Those barbarian survivors who fled early were incredibly fortunate; Matthew had prepared purification potions for them.

As for the unlucky ones left behind, even if they escaped, they were potential threats.

The vast barbarian camp.

Now just a silent graveyard.

Early the next morning.

Harley arrived with alchemical oil brought via emergency transport, burning the entire barbarian camp inside and out.

Once the corpses were reduced to ashes, he stationed himself and his bloodied Bloodmoon soldiers there for two more days.

Only after confirming nothing strange occurred did he lead his troops back to Bloodmoon City.

What Harley didn't know.

Was that a previously dead body had also returned with them!

After they left.

Matthew and Yaya returned to inspect the area.

After confirming there were no issues, they finally departed.

Everything seemed to have settled.

For the surviving barbarians.