Chapter 709: Witch Queen Samara!

A few thousand miles away from the shores of the conflict plains, a massive wall of fog was approaching while leaving behind snowflakes in its path. However, its speed was terrifying, almost like an ice blizzard. If someone approached this fog, they would hear the ear-piercing buzzing sounds of countless wings.

At this moment, thousands of meters above the ocean level, four streaks of lights suddenly stopped a few hundred meters away from the fog and revealed Four floating figures.

One was a silver-haired, wizened-faced old man with a burly build and a long beard reaching his stomach; he was the oldest Faery Human alive, Sylas, the fourth seat of the Treaty of Legends.

Besides Sylas stood a forty-meter-tall giant with violet skin and white runic tattoos on the left side of his square-shaped face; he was the strongest Thunder Giant of the Unique Plains and the second seat of the Treaty of Legends, Vermont.

Then, there was a charming woman with fair skin in a black dress with long cleavage, showcasing her seductive figure. She was the third seat of the Treaty of Legends, Samara, and the strongest Charm Witch of the Unique Plains!

Lastly, a 30-meter-giant covered in a long crimson cloak, holding a bone staff with a black crystal skull in his bone hand, and the only visible things under his cloak were two blazing gray flames and two devil horns gushing out of his cloak. He was the newly appointed seventh seat of the Treaty of Legends, Necro, the Lich Emperor!

Four members of the Treaty of Legends appearing at this moment were a huge deal, especially the most senior members.

"Tsk, tsk, I alone was enough for squashing a bunch of bugs." Vermont annoyingly stated as he coldly glared at the island hidden behind the fog.

"Don't underestimate those Locusts. They belonged to the dreadful race of Fantastic Insects and ruled a forbidden zone for thousands of years. Their queen is even older than the Treaty of Legends.

"More importantly, that floating island under the Locust Queen's control is an extremely powerful treasure. It can not only float around like a flying ship but is even capable of defending its owner, and there might be more to it.

"There are even records about some powerful people try to snatch that island but all of them died in the end, even Quasi Legends are part of these records. Or do you think our Queen would've let those insects grow to this extent, and instead of getting rid of her, she sent us for a peace talk?

"Fighting against them when our resources are being used to find the Legendary Key, and then we also need more to venture into the Path of Legend is nothing but foolishness." Sylas solemnly stated before Vermont would do something foolish.

As the oldest among the treaty and a wise, shrewd old monster, he was in charge of this mission.

He then looked towards Samara, ignoring the grumpy Vermont, and said, "Lady Samara, I'll leave the talking to you. Don't forget clashing with them is our last resort. We just need to find out why the Locust Queen suddenly decided to move towards the conflict plains. If she planned to attack, then we must persuade her to give up by negotiating. You can use your 'charm' as you wish, and we'll be here to protect you if things go wrong."

A beautiful smile bloomed on Samara's charming face as she clearly understood Sylas's subtle hints, and she nodded, "Leave it me, Old man~."

She then looked towards the approaching fog and muttered with a creepy smile, "Since we need to talk, then we need to knock to see if there's someone home!"

The next moment, Samara's glabella suddenly turned into a slit, revealing a vertical gray eye. The moment her Spiritual Eye, the signature of the Witch Race, was revealed, Samara's white skin also started to turn gray, and a mystic charm started to emit from her seductive body as if some kind of illusion had been lifted.

But this much was nothing in front of what happened next. Her spiritual eye suddenly started to shimmer in the dark gray glow, and her eyes were affixed to the island hidden in the mist. Necro suddenly spoke at this moment, as the flames under his hood burned fiercely with trepidation, "Senior Sylas, what is she doing? Didn't you just say we are not supposed to attack them? If she attacked just to draw their attention, it'll provoke those insects!"

Although he called Sylas 'senior,' there wasn't any respect behind his words. He was just being polite since he knew everyone was stronger than him and that provoking them would only make his life more miserable.

Furthermore, he was actually quite excited about his mission and wanted to see the senior members of the treaty in action while secretly learning their tracks and increasing his own power.

However, when he heard the details of this fog island and about millions of fantastic insects, he knew this was far from a simple mission. And now, seeing Samara suddenly releasing her aura and seeming to be using some kind of spell, he felt she was going against Sylas's orders.

But he didn't dare stop her and instead asked Sylas to see his reaction. When he saw that Sylas and Vermont were both calm, he was astounded.

Sylas replied with an amiable smile while stroking his beard, "Don't worry, she's not attacking but searching for the Locust Queen to directly send her a special mental message with her Spiritual Eye, which she can't ignore."

"That's possible?" Necro was slightly surprised, and he could tell Sylas wasn't completely divulging the full information about this 'special mental message'; there was more to it. Before Sylas could answer, Vermont gave him a fierce glare, and coldly said, "Newbie, just watch silently, your voice is irritating me."

Necro quickly gave up, as he knew this guy and skyfall were both madmen who would attack anyone just because they felt like it, especially when the Queen wasn't around to keep them in check. He had already experienced just how dreadful Skyfall was, and he had heard that Vermont was at least five times worse than him.

But he secretly noted this humiliation so he could repay everything once he became stronger. He was worthy of being a Dark Being who hated every living being, even if they had treated

him quite well!

"This island is really a treasure. It can even block any spiritual singles with malicious intent. No wonder my lady said curses are ineffective against her; even curses belong to a Witch Queen." Samara muttered with a hint of amusement; she didn't seem flustered at all.

"Well, let's keep it civil then." She then instantly used her innate ability, "Spirit Channeling!"