Three days later.
In the underground cavern, a dozen Amonros were huddled together, munching on the flesh mushrooms in the Camphoragate tunnel. Suddenly, the figure of a sorcerer descended from the sky.
The Amonros were shocked. They turned around and looked at the sorcerer.
His loose black robe fluttered in the wind. He had a head of long golden hair. Under the gray mask with spiral patterns, his eyes were calm and wise. On his shoulder was a fat Myna with red and green stripes. The elemental halo on his magic staff was incomparably mysterious. Faintly, a five-colored flame glided in the air.
"Hehe, the great sorcerer has arrived. What orders do you have for me?"
One of the Amonros had reached the level of Soul Communication. When he saw Grimm slowly descending from the sky, he quickly bowed and asked for instructions in a low voice.
These Amonros were the members of the Shadow Empire that the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers had planned to nurture over the years.
Time flies. To the Amonros, ten years was the entire time from infancy to maturity. But to an official sorcerer, it was just the time for a few experiments.
This was the difference in life levels.
To the Fallen Amonro's minions of the Shadow Empire, sorcerers were basically equivalent to Soul Slaves. Even after the Demon-Hunting War was over, these Amonros were basically one of the stable sources of Soul Slaves for the Stigmata Sorcerers. Perhaps they could even be seen among the three Academy Guardians of the Stigmata Sorcerers.
Grimm said calmly, "Without my order, no one is allowed to come close to this Camphoragate tunnel."
Grimm was referring to the tunnel in his own cave laboratory.
"Yes, great sorcerer." The Amonros bowed and answered.
Grimm did not pay any more attention to these Fallen Amonros. He turned and flew towards the Camphoragate tunnel. He planned to go to the Shadow Empire to participate in the Shadow Empire's Shadow War.
In the Shadow World, there were three Great Shadow Lands and twelve Intermediate Shadow Lands. Although the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers had taken control of nine Intermediate Shadow Lands, in terms of actual surface area, the twelve Intermediate Shadow Lands combined could not even match the size of one Great Shadow Land, not to mention the number of resources and Amonros in them.
After more than ten years, the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers had established a firm foothold in the Shadow World. The Amonros, on the other hand, had begun to gather their strength after their defeat, preparing for the second battle against the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers.
According to the intelligence of the Dark Sorcerers who had infiltrated deep into the enemy's territory, the Amonro's Shadow Legion that had gathered in the three large Shadow Lands had already reached an astonishing level of strength. If they were to gather together and fight as one, they would form a force that was even more terrifying than when the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers first arrived in this world.
As such, the Battle Command of the fortress decided to strike preemptively and carry out the Demon Hunting Operation ahead of time.
Two days later.
From time to time, Grimm would see groups of Amonros from the Shadow Empire in the sky. They seemed to be gathering.
After more than ten years of recovery, the war scars on the ground had already begun to grow new flesh plants to cover it.
"Young Master, look!" Myna pointed into the distance with its wings.
Hmm?
Grimm stopped and looked in the direction that Myna pointed. In the distance, a small black dot flickered at an incomparably fast speed, like an afterimage streaking across the sky. With a buzzing sound, after a dozen breaths, the small black dot suddenly stopped about ten meters in front of Glenn.
It was a Rapid Mechanical Bee.
Click. The cabin door of the Mechanical Bee opened. There were seven Demon-Hunter Sorcerers sitting inside. One of them was a Level 2 Demon-Hunter Sorceress with a Level 3 Honor Badge on her sorcerer's barrier. The sorceress ordered Grimm, "Emergency mission. You have been requisitioned by the Battle Command of the fortress."
Grimm was stunned. He looked at the dark eyes of the skinny sorceress and did not say anything. Without hesitation, he flew into the Mechanical Bee.
Click. The cabin door of the Mechanical Bee closed. Grimm's body jerked backward. The Mechanical Bee turned into a shadow and disappeared into the sky.
Inside the Mechanical Bee, there were a total of eight Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers. There were still two vacancies. Grimm and Myna on his shoulder quietly observed the Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers.
The Level 2 Demon-Hunter Sorceress in the middle slowly extended her skinny palm. Her black nails were extremely long, and there was something squirming under her skin. In her hand, a leather mission scroll was handed over.
Grimm pulled and opened the scroll.
"Hmm? Ten Sorcerer Essences! "Grimm was shocked. Such a high mission reward?
Generally speaking, a mission with a reward of one or two Sorcerer Essences would only be rewarded. A mission with a reward of ten Sorcerer Essences like this might involve a considerable amount of danger.
Involuntarily, Grimm began to carefully read the information on the mission scroll.
The Shadow Empire, the claws of the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers, was divided into a total of nine regions. They were the Shadow Empire's capital and the other eight mid-level Shadow Lands that were conquered by the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers.
Around these nine Shadow Realms, there were many small and miniature Shadow Realms that were attached to the mid-sized Shadow Realms.
At this time, the urgent mission on Grimm's scroll took place in the ninth Shadow Lands, which was the Shadow Lands that the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers finally conquered and ruled.
According to the mission scroll, in the ninth Shadow Lands, there had been several planned rebellions in the Shadow Empire, and the situation had even become unstable. However, at this time, the Demon-Hunter Headquarters was planning a large-scale attack on the Shadow Empire, and it was impossible to send a large number of Bright Sorcerer Legions to the ninth Shadow Lands to stabilize the situation.
According to the intelligence, in the ninth Shadow Lands, although the Enigmatic King had become the claws of the Demon-Hunters, there was an Enigmatic Prophet wandering there who had established a reactionary authority in many small and micro-sized Shadow Lands. It had caused considerable chaos in the Shadow Lands, and could overthrow the sorcerer's rule at any time.
As a last resort, under the situation where they could not send a Bright Sorcerer Legion to stabilize the situation, the Battle Command could only issue a mission to gather Dark Sorcerers to carry out anti-sabotage, destroying the various small and micro-sized Shadow Lands behind the enemy to achieve a "balance".
If they could hold on until the end of the Shadow Offensive, and the Bright Sorcerer Legion to stabilize the situation, it would be a victory.
The Enigmatic Prophet!
Grimm could not help but be cautious.
Although this was a low-level small world, it was impossible for there to be many Level 4 creatures like the World Guardians during the final battle, and according to the intelligence, the Amonros in this world only had two Level 4 creatures, the Prophet King and the Ancestral Amonro. However, even an ordinary World Guardian was at least a Level 3 creature!
If they really met the World Guardian, perhaps the sorcerers in this mechanical bee, except for this Level 2 sorceress who had received an Honor Badge, would not dare to say that they had the confidence to escape.
A few hourglasses later, two more Dark Demon-Hunter Sorcerers entered the Mechanical Bee and began to fly in one direction at full speed. They were so fast that they only left an afterimage in the sky. It was not until the Mechanical Bee had flown far away that a rumbling sound wave spread out, forming a sonic boom.
Fifteen days later.
After passing through several Crimson Sun Realm and Shadow Lands, the mechanical bee finally arrived at the Ninth Shadow Empire Realm and stopped in front of a gravel square.
A voidship quietly floated in the sky, and there were already three mechanical bees in the square, ready to leave.
It seemed that the Fallen Amonro's authority on this side had reached a precarious point. If the situation changed during the Shadow Invasion of the Demon-Hunters, and the Void Fortress was attacked, the consequences would affect the entire Demon-Hunting Expedition's battle arrangements.
As soon as Grimm had this thought in his mind, the mechanical bee landed on the ground. The hatch opened with a click, and ten Dark Demon-Hunters flew out. Waves of mysterious, gloomy, cruel, and calm aura filled the air, and the surrounding Force of Nature rippled.
This was the Depth of Shadow Region, and the sky was very dark. A Fallen Enigmatic Amonro flew over with more than ten Golden Amonros.
"Great sorcerers, the respected Enigmatic King has been waiting for you for a long time. Another ninety-seven sorcerers have also arrived at the palace." The Enigmatic Amonro bowed to the ground and said in a humble tone.
None of the Demon-Hunters present said a word.
What was there to say to a slave?
Following the Fallen Enigmatic Amonro, the group of sorcerers flew into the sky. After Grimm looked around, he found that there were a total of twenty-eight long Camphoragate caves. The group entered the highest one.
Although the tunnel was still surrounded by wriggling walls of flesh and fat, the middle was paved with a layer of human-like stone slabs, representing the dignity of the wizards, although no wizard would walk on the stone slabs.
As they flew at high speed, groups of Golden Amonros would occasionally poke their heads out of the wall and bow to the sorcerers, as if they were greeting the guardians of this world.
Three hourglasses later.
More than a hundred Dark Sorcerers gathered together. It was obvious that the underground palace had obvious signs of modification. Although the stone chairs and tables were crude, they were specially designed for human sorcerers. Low-level Golden Amonros would occasionally bring plates of precious delicacies from this world.
Crunch …
A Dark Sorcerer beside Grimm was gnawing on a bloody creature's body. His mouth had turned into many small tentacles. His teeth were crunching, and the tentacles were sucking on the bloody body.
Myna picked up a fleshy fruit from the fruit platter with its beak. After peeling the shell, it stood on Grimm's shoulder and carefully tasted the fruit. Grimm remained silent and did not say a word. He crossed his arms and sat on the stone chair, waiting quietly. His eyes were calm and rational.
On the high platform that represented a higher status, six Level 2 Dark Sorcerers and a white-skinned Enigmatic Amonro sat side by side.
This Enigmatic Amonro was a Level 3 Amonro. The soul mark on it was that the Hearkening Whisperer had personally taken it as a Soul Slave.
No wonder even a Level 3 Enigmatic Amonro with a high status in this world would turn into a Fallen Amonro.
"The establishment of the Shadow Empire is a gift from the Greater Sorcerer Civilization Co-Prosperity Sphere. It is a gift for the Amonro race to survive! Those stupid and rotten Enigmatic Prophets, Enigmatic Kings, and Ancestors of the Amonros, are they trying to resist the Sorcerer's Will? This is like throwing an egg against a rock. They are seeking their own death and destroying the legacy of the Amonro race! "
On the high platform, the Enigmatic King's soul rippled with excitement. Even further away, the Fallen Enigmatic Amonros and Golden Amonros echoed.
From an objective historical point of view, the Enigmatic King's words seemed to make some sense.
Of course, to put it more thoroughly, it was the principle of the sorcerer civilization that was beneficial to the sorcerer system.
The Enigmatic King continued to speak passionately, "The rotten Amonros may be cursing us for what we have done. Their foolish wisdom may not understand our great sacrifice, but it is undeniable that we are fighting for the prosperity of the Amonros! We are fighting for the continuation of the Amonro race. We are fighting so that the Amonros will not be erased by the cruel laws of the Endless World! "
Hum hum hum hum hum hum …
"Now, let those stupid and rotten Amonros taste the new order of the world. Let them taste the wrath of the Great, Noble, and Holy Sorcerer. This world will return to peace once again!"
The Great Sorcerer …
The Noble Sorcerer …
The Holy Sorcerer …
The Fallen Amonros saw the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers as the gods who brought a higher civilization to the foreign world. They saw them as their religion.
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