"They will sing carols for you." He muttered, remembering what Kerx had said to him and Crassus: "Your carols will be passed down from generation to generation." I promise you. ”

Rasen slung the tomahawk over his shoulders and turned to find Crassus.

Bloxes jumped off his mount and carefully surveyed the dense forest around him with his turban-covered eye sockets. Even if an enemy appeared, he believed he could handle it. The Well of Caranline may be gone, but he learned a lot from Rason and the Burning Legion to make up for the loss.

The archon tethered his mount to a tree. Garrod and the other generals were now busy discussing worldly matters such as food and shelter. Brooks was glad he didn't have to worry about all these things. He had come here for a more important purpose, more than anything else.

He intends to rescue the source of the star's flexibility.

If the Spirits didn't believe that the demons would come back in the future, they would be too naïve in Brooks' opinion. Having tasted the planet El once, the Burning Legion can't wait to strike again. The next time, they would attack in an even more horrific way, he was sure of it.

Brooks intends to prepare for the next attack of the Devil.

On the highest peak of the sacred mountain of Karanlyn, there is a lake of clear and pure water, and the stars and demons are not aware of its existence, and the lake has been spared. In the middle of the lake is an idyllic blood-colored island. Brooks first discovered the lake, believing it all to be providential. He wanted to find such a lake.

He touched the pocket on his waist. For Brooks, the precious items contained in the bag seemed to beckon him. Their temptations convinced Brooks that he had made the right decision. His people would kneel before him with gratitude, and worship him as a hero, even greater than Zeratul.

Zeratul...... Respected by all, it was as if the world had been saved by him alone. Few people agree with Brooks, and most don't understand what he's going to do.

Rumors have spread all over the city, and people say that he really wants to join the demon army. It was Zeratul who saved his fallen mind. No one appreciated the effort put in by Brooks. To others, his eyes—those "pretty" eyes—were evidence of a pact between him and the leader of the Burning Legion.

His flawless brother spoke of him well in front of everyone, but that only made Zeratul appear more magnanimous. The fastidious stars didn't feel a trace of disgust at the pair of sharp horns protruding from their brother's forehead, and thought it was a sign of divinity, as if Zeratul had joined the demigods......

The demigods were vulnerable in the war, and many died in battle, but Broxs survived and lived well.

But everything will change, he said to himself, he had said it more than once. They'll see what I do...... Thank you to me.

The archon opened his pockets hopefully. Pull out a vial. The bottle was exactly the same one that Zeling saw him using. In fact, not only the bottle is the same, but also the contents are the same.

The Well of Caranline is gone, but the Brooks Wind retains a bit of the lake.

It will work! I am sure it will be successful! He felt the amazing power of the lake in the bottle.

The cork resembling Empress Elsala's danced for him again, and then popped open. The cork landed on the grass, and Brooks reached over the lake.

He poured the water from the bottle into the lake.

A glimmer of light shimmered where the water in the bottle came into contact with the lake, and the otherwise calm blue water shone with a burst of bright light. The light quickly spread around, and the surrounding area of the island lit up. After a few moments, the lake took on a dazzling azure color. This is clearly the ban that played a role.

To Brooks's keen senses, the scene was even more spectacular. He wanted to recreate another well of Calanline, and the very fact was fascinating.

But...... These lakes are not enough.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out another vial.

This time, the consul simply ripped the cork open. Pour all the water in the bottle into the lake. When the water is poured in, the blue of the lake becomes even thicker. Tentacles of primordial energy appeared on the surface of the lake, and Brooks felt a strange glow in front of him after the Well of Caranline.

He opened his mouth in surprise. He wanted to jump headlong into the lake, but he resisted the urge. His hand slid into his pocket again.

Pour in another bottle of water. What will be the effect?

He uncorked the bottle and began to pour it into the lake.

"For Zeling's sake, what are you doing there?"

Brooks was preoccupied with what was at hand. Didn't even notice anyone approaching. He spun around, the last bottle still in his hand, and some men appeared in front of him on mounts, including Commander Garrod.

"Captain of the Guard......" Brooks shouted.

An upper-level star spirit glanced behind Brooks. "He's done something to the lake! It-" The archon suddenly looked terrified, "it feels like the well of Caranline—"

"May the god of civilization bless us!" One of the nobles beside Garrod yelled, "He brought that thing back from the dead!" ”

The commander jumped off his mount. "Brooks! Stop it! If it weren't for Zeratul, I would-have—"

Zeratul ...... suddenly felt a rebellious force in the air, and the forbidden waters of the lake around Brooks made him stronger. Restraint swelled up all over his body again. He can do anything now, "Zeratul again......"

The others dismounted from their mounts and followed Garrod. Their wary look made Brooks tense. They want to cut off his connection with the lake! He glared at the upper Star Spirits, thinking to himself that they must want to take it for themselves......

"Don't ......"

A nobleman was hesitant. "For the sake of the gods of civilization! What are the eyes under those headscarves? ”

Blox's angry glare at the upper star spirit.

Darth Rae hurriedly put his hands in the air to defend himself. "Be careful—"

Flames erupted around the other consuls. The crowd screamed.

Garrod and the nobles rushed towards him. Brooks sneered at their insignificant threat and waved his hand.

The ground beneath their feet exploded. Garrod was shaken back. The leading nobleman, the Black Forest, flew high and landed on the tree with a loud click.

"You fools! You-"

Suddenly, his feet sank into the dirt. He looked down and saw a few branches wrapping around his body, clamping his legs together and his arms tightly tied at his sides. Brooks tried to speak, but his mouth was stuffed with leaves, stuck to his tongue. Unable to concentrate his thoughts, Brooks heard a buzzing sound in his ears that kept on and on, as if his ears were full of insects.

Brooks gasped for air and jerked to his knees. Through the buzzing sound, he vaguely felt someone walking towards him. He knew who the man was......

"Brooks......" Zeratul's voice came clearly into his ears. Brooks ...... Why are you doing this? ”

Zeratul looked at the lake, and its dazzling blue color indicated that it had been polluted. The water of the lake is no longer drinkable. Like the Well of Calanline before it, it is now a source of power for the Star Spirits, not a source of life.

"Brooks ......," he repeated, staring at his tied up Brooks.

"Darth Ray is still alive," Zeling said, kneeling beside the leader of the upper Star Spirits, "one more is alive, but everyone else is dead. She trembled uncontrollably. They were burned alive......"

Zeratul had only wanted to come with Crassus and the other giant worms, but like Zeratul, Zeratul had a vague sense of what kind of conspiracy Brooks was having. With a few Templars under her command, she rode her mount behind the Giant Worm, but was still a step too late.

Zeratul was also a step late.

"Lord Black Forest is dead. Others still have hope of survival. Another Templar said. (To be continued......) u