Time goes back to Zulin a few hours ago.

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"I really didn't expect that the Necrons would still hide such creatures." Daiusse said, looking at Monasse, who was holding his forehead and looking unhappy, "It's not your fault, it's that we didn't understand the situation clearly at the beginning, don't blame yourself."

In the face of Daiusse's comfort, Monasse just turned his head away, gritted his teeth, and made a displeased sound in anger.

"Your Highness, you need to rest for a while, both physically and mentally." Sheola walked up to Monasse and unleashed a gust of cold wind, which cooled Monasse's body, which was feverish because he couldn't calm down.

"Leave me alone, I'll adjust myself." Monasse waved his hand, then stood up and walked alone under a tree, leaning against the trunk and resting with his eyes closed.

(Do you feel dissatisfied with yourself because you want to use this opportunity to prove your strength, but you fail?) Your Highness Monasse, your mood is almost written on your face. ）

Theola smiled helplessly, and then looked at the Netherworld soldiers around her.

At this time, the army of 2,000 people was left with less than 1,000 people, and although they had been fighting fiercely for a long time, they still did not succeed in breaking through the ancestral forest, but because of the disadvantage in numbers, the soldiers of the Netherworld suffered heavy losses.

Due to unexpected circumstances, Monasse had to retreat from the deepest part of Zulin. After learning of Monasse's defeat, Daiser immediately ordered a retreat, and while retreating, the Necrons suddenly launched a fierce attack, paying the price of losing some soldiers again, and everyone successfully retreated to the forest outside the ancestral forest to make adjustments.

But such a retreat is already a defeat in Monasse's eyes.

At a certain point in the battle, Sheola also made a few moves, symbolically firing a few ice arrows to deal with dozens of enemies. The scene was evenly matched for a while, but in the end, the reason for the temporary retreat of the Netherworld was the mother.

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It all started shortly after the battle.

"Brother, what's going on over there?" Monasse asked Daesse telepathically as he raced towards the deepest part of Zulin.

Since the two are brothers and are born with telepathy, the communication between Daiser and Monasse does not need a telepathic device to achieve a mind exchange similar to that between demons.

"For the time being, we can still put enough pressure on the Necromancy, and Sheola has also contributed some strength to this battle. But if it takes a long time, it will be difficult to say, after all, we have a huge disadvantage in numbers. How's that for you?'

Daius's breathing was a little rapid, not due to the pressure given by the enemy, but because he was using too much energy and began to lack energy.

"I'm almost there, waiting for my news." Monasse could already see the outline of the Mother at the end of Zulin, and he quickened his pace again.

But what makes Monasse a little strange is that there are hardly any necromancers who come over to stop themselves along the way. All the necromancers formed their defenses in an orderly manner, but seemed to ignore Monasse's presence. Monasse encountered a number of necromancers along the way, all torn to shreds with chains that surrounded his body.

Monasse had expected his surprise attack to attract attention, the Necrons to attack, and he was prepared for everything, but it was not what he had expected.

With almost no pressure, Monasse crossed the line of countless necromancers and came to the clearing where the mother lived, the deepest part of the ancestral forest. All the matrix, including the prokaryotic matrix, gathered in a blue glowing land not far away.

As if sensing Monasse's arrival, the outermost mothers began to tremble, and then all the mothers began to tremble.

"It's over!" Monasse grabbed the chains that surrounded him, and with a flick of his hand, the chains disappeared into thin air.

Immediately after, not far away, around the upper part of the mother's body, eight green magic arrays appeared at the same time. Monasse stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist towards the mother body in front of him, and several chains suddenly drilled out of each magic array, hitting the mother body from all directions.

However, Monasse did not realize the scene he was most looking forward to, the chain was shattered by a breath that came out of nowhere at the moment when it was about to hit the mother.

Monasse felt an astonishing force, frowned, summoned a chain to hold in his hand, and stared closely at the source of the breath.

The flower buds of the prokaryotic matrix are in bloom. A praying mantis-like creature flew out of the blooming prokaryotic matrix and landed in front of Monasse.

"Are you?" Judging from the aura emanating from this mantis-like creature, it seems that the other party is not a juvenile of some kind of life, but more like an adult that has survived for a while. Monasse was wary of the creature in front of him and tried to talk to it.

"The creation of the Mother Prokaryotes, Grien." The creature had some intelligence, and said slowly in response to Monasse's question.

"You're the enemy!" Greon then suddenly showed a fierce expression, and two blade-like arms swung towards Monasse.

Monasse reacted immediately, took a step back, shook off the chains in his hand, and tied Grien's arm while freeing up his hand to summon more chains to attack Grien.

Faced with the sudden appearance of the chains, Grien spread its wings, or more accurately, wing-like blades made up of countless sharp blades. The blades collided with the chains, splitting them in two.

Seeing this scene, Monasse was heartbroken, and injected energy into the chains that bound Grien's arms, trying to use the energy in his body to transfer to Grien's body through the chains, causing damage to him.

"Innocent!" With the force of his arms, Greon broke Monasse's chains and rushed towards Monasse at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Monasse is good at large-scale battlefield battles, and one-on-one combat is his disadvantage, in the face of such an oppressive attack, he can only defend passively for a while, constantly dodging Grien's attacks.

"Your Highness, if you're struggling, retreat first, you don't seem to be a match for that creature." Sheola's voice suddenly sounded in Monasse's head.

"No, if it fails here......" Monasse gritted his teeth, roared, and flung the chain in his hand, forcing Grien back several meters.

"You can't destroy the Mother anymore, and if you continue to wear it out like this, you'll gradually become inferior on the frontal battlefield, and you don't want to see your soldiers die on the battlefield." Sheola is still trying to persuade Monasse, after all, she is the only one in the air who can see the entire battlefield clearly.

Siola's blunt and unabashed words undoubtedly pierced Monasse's heart, and Monasse knew full well that he was facing an enemy that he could not defeat. But dignity, and the desire to surpass Daise, made Monasse unwilling to back down.

(It would be a great shame for me to retreat here, I've had enough of those people's rhetoric!) ）

Ignoring Sheola's advice, Monasse wielded his chains and launched a powerful attack on Grien.

"I don't know how thick the sky is!" Grien snorted coldly, and the huge figure disappeared in front of Monasse's eyes in an instant.

Monasse's eyes widened, trying to find Green's place. A strong sense of crisis came from behind him, and Monasse subconsciously turned his head and waved his chains. But Grien's blade seems to be a step faster than Monasse, and more threatening.

A crisp metallic sound rang out, and the blade slashed Monasse's chains, leaving a thin blood streak on Monasse's chest.

Seeing that Monasse had lost the ability to continue fighting for a while, Greon flew away with his arms crossed, intending to split Monasse into four pieces.

"Am I going to die here?" Monasse looked at the falling blade with some weakness, but he still wanted to make a last stand.

"It's time for you to retreat, Your Highness." A gentle female voice rang in her ears, and Sheola suddenly appeared beside Monasse at some point, spreading a wall of ice, completely blocking out Grien's attack.

The ice wall temporarily hindered Grien's movements, and Xiola did not hesitate, grabbing Monasse's shoulders and flying towards the periphery of Zulin.

However, Monasse could clearly notice that the moment Siola grabbed him and left, he glanced at the kind of eyes that Grien revealed, and even Monasse felt a little frightened, like looking at an ant.

Sheola flew away with Monasse into the woods outside the Zulin, and Greon didn't seem to be in pursuit. Seeing this, Daisey, who was on the ground, knew that Monasse had failed, so he ordered an immediate retreat.

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"This battle seems to have hit him hard." Daiser looked at Monasse, who seemed to be resting and seemed to be contemplative, sitting under a tree next to him, and showed a hint of concern.

"If you're worried about His Highness Monasse, I don't think he's that fragile inside, don't worry." Theora walked up to Daiser and seemed to see Daisei's expression, and came over to comfort him.

"My brother I know very well, he has always been very concerned about what other people think, and he hates failure. Growing up, many people compared me to him, which caused Monasse to always have a hurdle in his heart. What I'm worried about is whether this knot will become a burden to him." Daiser said with a sigh.

"I think it's because His Highness Monasse is jealous of your strength that he has grown step by step through his own efforts." Sheola glanced at Monasse, then at Daiusse and smiled.

"Instead, I would prefer that he did this not to surpass me, but to keep surpassing himself." Daiser smiled as well, tenderness in his eyes.

Just as Sheola and Daiser were talking, Monasse also opened his eyes and walked towards the two of them, "It occurred to me that if those nobles wanted to plot against them, this was the time for them to make a move."

"That's true, that's right." When Theola heard this, she suddenly showed a meaningful expression, "However, it's safe, Your Highness."