Chapter 530 - Poisoned

Chapter 530 - Poisoned

The Elven King's voice spread throughout the entire city under the influence of the combat aura. Soon, the elves arrived at the houses in the streets and alleys, activating the magical arrays set up in them.
For a moment, teleportation arrays of all sizes appeared in the city. Then, the bodies of the elves began to disappear as the arrays covered them. Meanwhile, the humans covered by those teleportation arrays were not affected in the slightest.
The elven army had set up those magical arrays after they had occupied the fortress city. They had occupied the fortress city for the past two days. They were not in a hurry to expand because they were setting up those magical arrays. Other than the teleportation arrays, they had also carved other magical arrays. After all, that was the first city that the elves had occupied. If they wanted to stand firm and use that place as a base to continue attacking the Holy Dragon Kingdom, they needed to turn that city into their base.
Unfortunately, the magical arrays left behind by the elven army were forced to be activated in just two days.
"King Jersey, please don't listen to rumors." King Landhar III sighed after being interrupted. He wanted to say that Avril had been resurrected. If the Elven King had known that, he might not continue attacking the Holy Dragon Kingdom. Unfortunately, the teleportation array had already been activated. It was too late for him to say anything.
"You want to leave? Stay."
Watson stood on the surface of the golden water and waved his finger. The hundreds of Deep-sea Behemoth Submarines around him immediately activated their cannons and fired the deep-sea black hole torpedoes. The shells hit the elves and exploded into black holes, tearing many of the elves into pieces.
"Protect His Majesty."
Seeing their companions' bodies being torn apart by the black hole bombs, the elves were still not afraid. They stood in front of the Elven King to block the damage of the black hole torpedoes.
The Elven King's body disappeared into the air in just a few seconds, leaving only one sentence floating in the air.
"Don't waste your energy. The elven chess piece powers the teleportation arrays in the city. Even if you kill me, I will be summoned by the power of the chess piece to the Elven Kingdom to be resurrected. You can't keep me here."
"Also, I have planted a platinum-tier poison, the Marionette Poison, in most of the people in the city. Those poisoned will gradually be assimilated into plants that can't think and move within a week! If you want to cure those people, bring King Landhar III and the young man who calls himself the Dragon Emperor to the Elven Kingdom to get the antidote. Remember, you only have less than a week."
The voice disappeared, and the elves in the city were teleported away. The elves torn apart by the black hole torpedoes vanished into the air before they could be reassembled. Obviously, the Elven King was telling the truth. After those elves died, they would be summoned to the Elven Kingdom to be resurrected. Since Watson had the human race chess piece, he knew that it would be very attractive to the other humans.
"I can't believe that the Elven race still has their chess piece. I wonder about its effect. What kind of laws do they grasp?" Watson muttered to himself as he watched the teleportation arrays collapse and the green light gradually disappear as the elves vanished.
The Elven King had displayed the ability to summon the ancestor elf. He wondered if that summoning power was the elven race's laws.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Then, an army with tattered armor appeared in the city. The leader quickly walked in front of King Landhar III and knelt on one knee. With an excited expression, he said, "Greetings, Your Majesty. I am Fawkes, the city lord. Fortunately, you have arrived in time to chase the elves away, Your Majesty. We don't have to be their slaves! I have failed to protect the city, Your Majesty. Please punish me."
The soldiers behind Fawkes lowered their heads; they looked ashamed. They had been controlled by the elves, and they had seen how King Landhar III brought people to show off his might. After the elves left, they immediately rushed toward the King.
The city's residents went with them. One by one, the citizens in shabby clothes knelt before King Landhar II, their faces filled with the excitement of having survived a disaster.
"His Majesty came at the right time. I thought I was going to die."
"The elven army is weak, indeed. His Majesty only brought so few people to defeat them. Those people should be His Majesty's advance troops."
"Long live His Majesty! Long live the Holy Dragon Kingdom!"
In response to the gratitude of those residents, King Landhar III put on a smile and nodded at them. Then he looked at Fawkes, who was kneeling on the ground, and extended his right hand.
"Fawkes, as the city lord, you have failed to protect your people. Instead, you were controlled by the elves. You are guilty, indeed!"
Fawkes' face darkened.
The King said, "However, the elven army came prepared for that attack." Not only did they consume water from the Spring of Life, but they also brought their precious treasures. Understandably, you are no match for them! In addition, under the control of the elves, you did not surrender and betray the kingdom. It is considered a meritorious service, so your merits and faults are offset. I will not punish you."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." The gloom on Fox's face turned into ecstasy.
"When the Elven King left, he said that he left the Marionette Poison on the residents. I wonder if that is true."
"Your Majesty, there is such a thing, indeed. Even me and the generals were poisoned. Otherwise, they would not be at ease letting us live."
Fawkes stretched his right hand outward and showed it to King Landhar III. The thick armor was removed, revealing his thick forearm. His originally muscular forearm was pale green, and it had become soft. Wood veins had appeared on his palm, and he could no longer bend it. Soft grass grew between the gaps in his fingernails, and it seemed like if he touched the arm lightly, it would break.
"That is the so-called Marionette poison. The effect is similar to what the Elven King had said."
King Landhar III narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Watson. "Watson, do you have a cure for this poison?"
"Your Majesty, that is a platinum-tier poison. It is very difficult to cure and is highly contagious. Previously, several healers in the fortress city had tried to crack that poison, but they had died," Fawkes said hurriedly, but his voice was a little nervous.
Not only was that poison highly contagious, but if it were not forcefully neutralized, it would speed up the spell. He wanted to live. Previously, under the control of the elves, even though he noticed that Watson was being protected by the sea folks and called the Dragon Emperor by the Dragon tribe, he thought they respected him because he was the future king.
Such a young man would not seem to have much strength, let alone be proficient in the healing arts.