The Necromancer's Fourth Catastrophe-Chapter 357 - 341: What Do You Want to Say?

At that moment, after listening to Morgan’s words, Savin fell silent.

In fact, he regretted what he had just said right after he said it.

As the apex of the Inner Circle Major Forces, they are deeply aware of the existence and secrets of the Ten Mother Islands.

He has a rather impulsive personality, loves combat, and dislikes thinking. In terms of combat talent and ability, he is undoubtedly among the top three within the Inner Circle Major Forces of these Legendary Tier beings.

Hence, he spoke those words without much consideration.

But he soon realized how absurd his words had been.

It was essentially delivering himself to the jaws of tigers and leopards.

Indeed, if those undead forces that appeared out of nowhere are wolves, then forces like Bright Church Country are tigers and leopards.

Wanting to use tigers and leopards to devour the wolves, while the goal might be achieved, one risks being harmed by the tigers and leopards and potentially being consumed.

Savin sighed, then moved to his seat and spoke to the Epic Tier mage: "You may leave now; Morgan and I will discuss this matter."

Some secrets should only be known by two people, to prevent subordinates from overhearing.

Upon hearing Savin’s command, the Epic Tier mage promptly nodded and hurriedly retreated outside the castle.

What Morgan had just said was shocking enough; he even suspected that staying any longer and hearing what he shouldn’t might result in him being quietly dealt with.

But it now appears he’s still of value, having been tactfully asked to leave to avoid hearing anything unnecessary.

Once the Epic Tier mage had left, Savin spoke first: "Shall we inform the other Inner Circle Major Forces of this matter?"

"Anyway, they understand the stakes and won’t spread the news. Rather than us alone handling this headache, it’s better if everyone shares it."

Hearing Savin’s words, Morgan was silent for a while, then gently nodded before shaking her head: "We should inform some of the Inner Circle Major Forces, but not all."

"Firstly, these undead forces are appearing only in the periphery, specifically around Flying Dragon Island, which is far from the inner circle."

"Secondly, even if they spread towards the inner circle from Flying Dragon Island, they’d only threaten a few Inner Circle Major Forces."

"Other distant Inner Circle Major Forces won’t just remain untroubled; they might even enjoy the spectacle, hoping to weaken us."

"So, do you understand what I mean?"

Upon hearing Morgan’s words, Savin paused slightly and then nodded gently: "Yes, I understand. Shall I go notify the nearby Inner Circle Major Forces?"

"Yes, go ahead," Morgan nodded lightly: "For now, there’s no need to intervene. Once these undead forces occupy the territories covertly controlled by other Inner Circle Major Forces, they will surely come to us seeking cooperation."

"Unless the knife is in their own flesh, they’ll never know the pain. We just need to notify them; we shouldn’t actively seek cooperation. Otherwise, whether they respond or not, we’ll instantly become passive, and this must not happen."

Hearing Morgan’s words, Savin hesitated: "What if these undead forces continue to occupy more of our peripheral territories?"

Morgan chuckled: "What does it matter? They’re just peripheral lands; even if lost entirely, it’s inconsequential. As long as our inner territories remain intact, it’s not a problem."

"Just minor interests, not enough to concern ourselves over. As long as we remain patient, others will be the ones fretting."

"Of course, it would be best if the undead forces recklessly intruded into the inner circle. Our Legendary Tier forces could then deliver a severe blow."

"If they wisely remain disruptive only in the periphery and steer clear of the inner circle, we will wait for the other Inner Circle Major Forces to approach us for cooperation and then devise ways to jointly handle them."

"After all, our Legendary Tier cannot easily leave their own territories; doing so invites trouble."

Upon hearing Morgan’s words, Savin nodded lightly in agreement.

He then stepped towards the castle’s underground level.

Among the Inner Circle Major Forces, these Legendary Tier beings all have communication magic arrays left for mutual contact.

The magic arrays of Wind Chime Island are located on this castle’s lower level.

Watching Savin’s departing figure, Morgan slightly furrowed her brows and then fell into contemplation.

...

Shadow Island.

Milede and the other two were in discussion when the palace guard responsible for overseeing the communication magic array hurried over.

"Lords, the communication magic array from Wind Chime Island has reacted."

"According to the markings, it’s contact from Lord Savin."

Upon hearing the guard’s report, Milede and the others exchanged curious glances.

Wind Chime Island and Shadow Island are adjacent forces, and minor conflicts between them are countless.

Although due to past arrangements, the communication magic arrays are left for contact among the Legendary Tier forces, they are rarely used to reach out to others.

Especially between neighboring territories, contact is almost nonexistent.

Conflicts and tensions are too great.

After a brief silence, Milede spoke first: "Regardless, as they are a Legendary Tier presence, they deserve some respect."

The implication is simple: mutual respect among the strong.

Vance nodded gently: "Alright, let’s go have a look and see what he wants."

With that, Vance stood up first, and the other two followed him to the communication magic array.

Upon arrival at the array, it indeed marked Savin’s communication activation.

Milede stepped forward first and connected the communication.

Soon, Savin’s illusory figure appeared above the magic array.

Milede calmly spoke: "Savin, what do you want from us?"

"If it’s about the border conflicts, then there’s no need to discuss further."

Upon hearing Milede’s words, Savin laughed heartily: "Haha... Milede, do you think so little of me? Would I seek you out for trivial matters like that?"

"Then what do you want to discuss?" Milede furrowed his brow.

Indeed, constant minor conflicts and tensions at the border are trivial to them, mere games of the little ones under them, not worth their concern.