Why was that?
Mara didn’t explain, simply saying,
“I think the reason she called me a failure wasn’t because I didn’t meet her requirements, but because I escaped her control.” Mara said, as if mocking the High Priest, “She thought I didn’t see through her plan, didn’t know that she wanted to take over my body after I surpassed the limits of life, so she kept me by her side, acting together for nearly a thousand years.”
This gave Mara a golden opportunity.
“She didn’t expect that not only did I guess her intentions, but I also had extremely high compatibility with necromancy. Any necromancy spell she used in front of me, I could easily memorize after seeing it once.”
“She didn’t expect me to suddenly rebel ten years ago, not only escaping her control but also controlling her in return, making her work for me.”
“The curse I placed on her wasn’t just on her soul, but also a magic that could dispel her undead body.”
“To avoid losing her undead body, that cowardly and death-fearing creature could only obediently obey me.”
Mara said all of this with a smile.
“Of course, she wouldn’t just sit and wait for death, nor was she willing to be controlled by a failure like me, so she desperately tried to create a second Greater Spirit, hoping to break free from my curse by taking over its body.”
Unfortunately, Mara knew all of this, but she let the High Priest continue. After all, the High Priest’s plan wouldn’t be completed anytime soon. Why not exploit her remaining value before then?
“I should also thank you, Earl Buztout, for helping me eliminate the trash that needed to be eliminated.”
Mara smiled happily. That beautiful smile, tainted by death aura, was chilling.
Shien’s expression didn’t change. Although the matter of the Greater Spirit surprised him, after hearing Mara’s story, he was more concerned about something else.
“Then why do you hate Heroes so much?”
Shien asked.
“—”
Mara’s smile instantly vanished.
The chilling feeling intensified.
Mara, amidst the storm of death aura, said softly,
“Do you know the country of ‘Erei’?”
This sudden question stunned Shien.
“Erei?”
Where was that?
Was there such a country?
Shien couldn’t remember.
Diere and Capeline, however, changed their expressions drastically upon hearing Mara’s words.
“You… are you from Erei?” Capeline asked in shock.
“You know about it?” Shien asked immediately.
It was Diere who answered.
“…That was a country from a thousand years ago,” she said in a deep voice.
“A thousand years ago, there was a small country called Erei in the Human Realm, but it was destroyed before the final battle between the God Race, the Human Race, and the Demon Race.”
Mara immediately continued,
“Yes, destroyed. That’s a good way to put it,” Mara said sarcastically, “Because it was truly destroyed in less than a day, by the Hero you praise so much.”
Hearing this, neither Diere nor Capeline refuted it.
This shocked Shien.
“Are you kidding?”
A Hero destroyed a country?
“Why?” Shien asked subconsciously.
Mara answered.
“Because Erei was located at the intersection of the battle lines between the God Race, the Human Race, and the Demon Race at that time,” Mara said coldly.
“If that place couldn’t be occupied, then the Demon Race could use a large magic power source within Erei to cast a large-scale ritual magic that would increase their power on the battlefield by at least twofold.”
Such a terrifying ritual magic naturally had to be stopped.
“So, the Hero, along with his companions, entered Erei and, in order to prevent the ritual magic, used the Holy Sword to directly sever the magic power source.”
“But the magic power source, already imbued with ritual magic, went berserk.”
“Countless citizens of Erei were swallowed by the magic storm, crying out for help, including me.”
“And the Hero?”
“He could have saved many people, even saved Erei from this disaster.”
“But he didn’t.”
“The Demon Race, enraged by the disruption of their ritual, launched an attack, starting the final battle.”