Chapter 702
Seven days later.
The flying ship slowly descended from the skies into a stretch of continuous mountains near the Central Mountains.
This place was covered with sharp and dangerous peaks. Even the unbroken sea of the forest had been split into patches of green and scattered around the perilous ridges.
The green dragons were forest dragons. They liked warm and humid environments, and thus they would never place their dens on the cold and dry mountain peaks. That was why Green Dragon Ohgu’s den resided in a silent valley at the foot of these mountains.
The extended presence of the green dragon had driven away all of the large beasts within a radius of several hundreds of kilometers of the mountain. Even the previous magical wolf lord had no choice but to lead his descendants to another territory following the arrival of the green dragon.
Green Dragon Ohgu’s violent personality and unbearably horrible temper made it such that even the elves didn’t dare to enter his territory for no reason.
That was why this valley had become an unguarded treasury after Ohgu left for the frontlines.
No. It wasn’t wholly unguarded.
Even the two proud dragons couldn’t help but hold their breath in his presence, fearing that their heavy breathing might offend this noble Fourth Grade.
Indeed, the one leading this Witchslaying operation was the Fourth Grade Storm Sword Saint– Agassi!
The attention of the elven kingdom had been tied to the Pale Witches on the Echo Isles all this while. They had stationed nearly forty percent of the kingdom’s military strength, and most of their powerhouses, at Greenwater City. It was the only way they had managed to keep the Pale Witches out of Garan.
Unfortunately, what they hadn’t expected was the squad of no more than thirty witches, of which none were above Second Grade, utterly throwing the heartland of Garan into chaos by reaping more lives than they could count.
Even putting aside the slaughtered coastal villages, the witches had also baited a Third Grade druid elder into the Death Scar and caused the riot of the undead. This bloody debt was one that would be etched into the soul of each and every elf. Even the rivers and waters of heaven could not cleanse them of their sins!
Moreover, they had even taken advantage of the elves being tied up by the horde of undead to ambush the sacred land of the pegasi in the Central Mountains. They had utterly ruined the place. This wicked punch felt like a blade cutting all the way to the bone for the elves!
With almost no hesitation, the elven higher-ups consulted their gods and sent out this powerful squad to ambush and hunt down these evil adepts.
The God of Luck Visenna had specially conducted several divination ceremonies to get ahold of their locations. Finally, the elves figured out the ultimate goal of these evil adepts and the purpose of their trip to Garan.
To think…to think it was all for a low-grade pseudo-artifact crafted by the fallen human God of Divination, Pantheon– the Staff of Divination.
Pantheon originally crafted this Staff of Divination for his descendants. To accommodate the strength of his descendants, the materials of this Staff of Divination had been downgraded, again and again, until it was at the level where even a Second Grade child of a god could use it.
Unfortunately, this Pantheon had fallen during the last invasion of the continent.
His son had also died tragically upon Garan.
This Staff of Divination came into the possession of the fighters of Garan.
Of course, God of Luck Visenna couldn’t possibly desire a pseudo-artifact as weak as this. Meanwhile, the other elven diviners couldn’t beat a Second Grade green dragon to claim it for themselves.
After many twists and turns, the Staff of Divination finally became part of Ohgu’s extensive collection.
The elven leaders immediately set up this trap after realizing the goal of these witches.
On the one hand, they pretended to send Green Dragon Ohgu to the frontlines. On the other, they gathered a group of elven powerhouses around his den, preparing to cut off and trap the enemy once they had entered deep into the cave.
To avoid alarming the witches, the higher-ups did not move the elven armies at all. Moreover, a divine emblem of Visenna’s was hung up within this cave.
They did not need to worry that the Fate Witches would be able to sense the abnormality surrounding the dragon den this way!