Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen

411 Kafka

Selma Payne’s POV:

I had my plan. I wanted to see if I could follow these attacks to the main body because the monster in front of us was probably just a projection!

I didn’t explain too much as there wasn’t enough time. The others didn’t stop me and cooperated with me to attract the monsters’ attacks.

As I dodged, I carefully observed every change from the formation of the light beams to the firing. I used my vision to the maximum. Finally, when a certain light beam formed, I captured a small circle of tiny fluctuations around it, as if hot air was distorting the air.

I didn’t need any magic talent to see the fluctuations because they were real distortions in space!

It was now!

The moment the beam of light was about to be shot out, I released New Flow and commanded it to follow the beam of light like a venomous snake toward the distorted space.

It was so tiny that not even a thin piece of paper could pass through it. Thanks to New Flow’s ability to transform at will, I tracked the other party’s trail in less than a second after the tiny crack opened.

New Flow’s feedback told me that I’d succeeded. It was already entangled with the other one.

I sensed the presence of the hideout in an instant, but I didn’t understand that New Flow’s response told me he was hiding in the north!

Wasn’t that where the people of Garland City were heading to?

Now I finally understood the whole picture of the other party’s plan. The main force was, of course, the ferocious mutant werewolves. The light cocoon’s projection would undoubtedly increase their determination to break into Garland City.

However, I had long been in contact with the cultists, and it was not surprising that they knew I had some strange abilities that could devour evil forces.

As a result, the military forces at the west gate could not guarantee their success, so another force used some method to shield themselves from natural surveillance and went to the east gate to attack from both sides. However, the people in the city were not fools. Naturally, they would not sit still and wait for death. Thus, the only choice left was to escape to the north.

At this time, Kafka was waiting at the north gate with the light cocoon’s main body, which was the perfect time for the people to walk into the trap.

What a vicious scheme! Clearly, the other party wanted not only the garland but the lives of the entire Garland City!

It was still too early to think about why the other party was doing this. The most important thing was to take drastic measures. Only by subduing Kafka could we solve the problem of the light cocoon. Otherwise, we would never be able to deal with this projection.

“Give up this place! Head to the north gate, where Kafka and the monster’s main body are!” I immediately retreated with the rest of the people. “Tell the people evacuating through the north gate to stop and return to the shelter. Now, it’s useless no matter which direction we escape. Rather than falling into a trap, it’s better to hide in a safe place now!”

Although I sent out the message, I didn’t know if everything would happen in time, so I rushed to the north gate as soon as possible.

“Are we just going to leave the east side alone?” Eve asked.

“Whatever, we don’t have that many people. Even if they had enough manpower, it would be useless to fight with a projection. Only by dealing with the main body could we solve this problem. I know this will bring losses to Garland City, but the price of war is never free. Only if we win can we make the other party pay for everything they have done.”

To shorten the time, I flew over. As a result, even though I managed to find Kafka in time before the people arrived, my backup had yet to arrive. For the time being, it took a lot of work to say who would win.

He was a mysterious guy. There were very few pictures or portraits of him in the outside world. I’d never seen what he looked like. In my imagination, he was nothing more than a skinny old man with a sinister face.

However, if the person standing in front of me now was Kafka himself, then I supposed he was absolutely different from what most people imagined him to be – not to mention an ‘evil wizard’ – he didn’t even look like a wizard.

If it weren’t for his distinctive black robe, he would look like an ordinary middle-aged man with nothing special. If you saw him on the street, you would immediately think he was an ordinary middle-aged man going home to celebrate his daughter’s birthday.

It was this ‘ordinary’ man who had caused many irreversible tragedies in the past. And today, he had set his sights on Garland City. For some unknown reason, he had tried to take the lives of the entire city.

I began to suspect his true purpose because this man didn’t seem to be interested in the garland of the Goddess of Nature. The light cocoon’s projection was able to easily break through the city gates, but he allowed a group of mutated werewolves, who were suppressed by me, to lead the charge. He didn’t even think about stealing in the chaos, let alone stealing.

What was his purpose? The lives of the people in Garland City? Or was it just an evil nature to stir up trouble?

He wasn’t surprised to see me here, as New Flow, wrapped around his body, had given him plenty of hints.