Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 358 I've heard that Earth is a place where gold is everywhere.

The old man called Carrington, from any angle, did not look like a member of the Dark Clan.

His clothing was strikingly different, as was his manner of speaking, his noticeably pale complexion, and the sharp teeth that could be vaguely seen when he spoke.

"Are you a vampire?"

"Yes, my lord."

Are the relationships between vampires and dark races good now?

He couldn't confirm what time it was, but whatever the time, the relationship between the two races has never been good throughout history.

"Sir, this is your temporary residence. Please ask the servants for anything you need."

Unlike the Dark Soldiers, the servants were not masked, and their clothing was not uniformly black, making them easy to distinguish.

He nodded: "May I wander around?"

Carrington was clearly easy to talk to: "Of course, Lord Demon Lord has not restricted your movements."

After Carrington left, Miya returned to her room and did not go out.

The "system" that had lost contact with him reconnected.

【Oh, sorry, host, there was a small mishap. But you can rest assured, I'm tracking the mission progress, and your identity information has already been prepared.】

"Identity information?" He looked at his clothes in the mirror. He had turned on all the lights, but it was still not very bright. "What is it?"

After listening to the gist of the story, he opened the window. The sky outside was dark, with black fog covering the entire sky, making it impossible for him to distinguish between day and night.

How is it? Isn't it great?

"...Hmm, very good." There was no word other than "miserable" to describe herself.

"I had no choice. You're already in the Dark Clan, so the Quark Clan identity definitely doesn't suit you. But you don't know Dark Clan magic. Well, this is the only one that suits you."

She seemed increasingly satisfied with her arrangements as she spoke.

[It's perfectly normal for a Black-Quark hybrid and a Dark race to have a Quark child!]

"You said before that I could call you the system," she didn't continue talking about her identity, the view outside the window becoming increasingly oppressive, so she simply closed the window, leaving only a crack, "What do you call yourself internally?"

[Observer.]

"Then who am I?"

[The observed.]

"She has no recollection of what you did."

[Hmm? This is another timeline, she...]

“They are the same person,” Miya interrupted her. “I’m sure of it.”

[Okay, okay, um, you have experience with time travel? I see... Well, after all, she really is dead, and there's always a price to pay for bringing her back to life.]

The voice in his head sounded guilty for only two seconds, but Miya Xing pretended not to hear it: "What kind of price?"

In this timeline, you will relive what is your past, requiring you to gather information about this era and the lives of some key figures.

Miya noticed that her statement had changed from before.

[If she is willing to betray the Dark Emperor for you during this process, then the mission is successful.]

“You didn’t mention there was a second point before.”

Oops, I forgot to mention it.

He could already detect the arrogance that the system inadvertently displayed during the conversation, and...

He wasn't thinking about anything.

[Ahem, the first task has been triggered. Want to guess who it is?]

"Carrington?"

[Ding-dong~ You got it right~! I suggest you gain your lover's trust as soon as possible before starting the mission~, without me, you'd already be dead three times over!]

"She wouldn't have really killed me even without you."

【Um? 】

"At most, I'll suffer some serious injuries and need to sleep for ten days to half a month."

【Oh? Even ten days to half a month can be very serious!】

"Can you let me get some sleep?"

He was exhausted after the ordeal. His body instincts kept him on guard in the unfamiliar place, but he needed to rest before Rui Bu Si thought of him again.

【It's nothing!】

At this moment, Huangwu was on her way to find the Dark Emperor, and she stopped by a place on a different side of the road. Therefore, by the time she arrived, everyone else had already been there for quite some time.

Except for the gloomy duchess.

He's probably still working outside.

Without even glancing at her colleagues with their varied expressions, she held up the clean flowers and said earnestly, "Your Majesty, the mission is a perfect success!"

Her mission was to create chaos among the elves in the name of the Quark race, thereby sowing discord between the two races.

When the Dark Emperor looked over, she casually explained, "Elves turn into small flowers and grasses after they die, and these are examples of that."

These are all small flowers and grasses.

Just as humans on Earth become corpses after death, the Quark race becomes specks of light, and the Dark race becomes mist, the Elves naturally also have their own afterlife forms.

The Dark Emperor responded, but it was impossible to tell whether he had read the letter or not.

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to verify, Huangwu casually put the flowers into his pocket.

"The Quark race has recently expressed interest in reconciling with the witches on Earth," the Dark Emperor said, sitting on his throne in the dimly lit palace, his true emotions difficult to discern. "Wasteland, go to Earth in a couple of days. I don't need to tell you what you need to do, do I?"

“No problem,” she readily agreed. “The witch would never form an alliance with the Quark Clan!”

Contrary to expectations of procrastination, the Dark Emperor was in a much better mood.

The elves were ultimately unimportant to him; he didn't care whether she had killed a group of elves and then framed the quarks.

But witches are different.

If their witchcraft cannot be used by him, then it can never be an aid to the Quark tribe.