A day passed quickly.
In order to transport these indigenous slaves back, Søren mobilized three large ships. Because they were worried that these indigenous captives would resist, they could only transport them in batches, escorting about a hundred people at a time. After running back and forth several times, the final count of captives was 1056 people. These captives were very useful. As long as they could be controlled, Søren's construction progress would be greatly accelerated, and it would save him the trouble of transporting captives from port Tylon.
Batches of people were transported back.
By the time Søren was done, it was already dark. There were suddenly more than a thousand people in the camp, and both space and food became tight. Fortunately, there were still a lot of rations in the indigenous tribe. Søren should have no problem supporting them for about two or three months. Because the number of indigenous captives was too large, Søren had to order his men to guard them strictly. All the captives were divided into three parts, and fifty or sixty people were left in each place to take turns to keep watch.
Even the drow warriors were arranged to be in charge of guarding the captive indigenous warriors.
These were very troublesome!
It would be best if they could be subdued, but if they couldn't, Søren was ready to kill them all. At least he could get tens of thousands of Slaughter EXP.
Manpower was really important in a relatively barren era!
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Logically speaking, Søren's strict arrangement should not have any problems.
Because he hardly slept that night, he just closed his eyes and took a nap for about three hours. There were only more than three hundred pirates in the camp, and only thirty drow warriors, but the number of slaves and captives reached more than 1,300. In this case, it was difficult for Søren to rest in peace. He was even prepared to use cruel means to suppress the resistance of the captives. However, the real problem wasn't the captive natives, nor the slaves that were brought over.
It was Søren's own men!
His men were missing.
There was more than one missing person. Three people suddenly disappeared in the middle of the night. The pirate in charge of guarding the fence tower patted his chest and promised that no one went in or out at night, and no one approached the fence. But even so, three of Sauron's men were still missing. They disappeared completely inexplicably, leaving no trace behind. The pirate minion in charge of their shift stated that the three of them had completely disappeared from the campsite in the time it took to brew a cup of tea.
"How is this possible?"
Søren was sitting in the hall in the wee hours of the morning. He frowned as he listened to the one-eyed man's report. He murmured, "How could three living people just disappear all of a sudden?"
These were all pirates who had experienced many battles. At the very least, they were Tier 2 pirates.
His disappearance was so strange!
This was probably not something that could be done through conventional means.
"Keep looking!"
Søren looked at his subordinates in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Search the entire camp. I don't believe that three living people would disappear for no reason!"
The one-eyed pirate below nodded in response, and then the pirates set up their torches.
Groups of pirates began to walk around the campsite. This sudden movement also caused some commotion among the captives, but no one acted rashly. The slaves of the inferior natives were still relatively high. One by one, the pirate minion scattered around the campsite. Some people even searched outside the fence, but there was still no trace of them. Half an hour quickly passed. Many people had returned to their original positions, but they couldn't find any trace of them. There were also no footprints leading outside.
As for the footprints in the campsite, it was too messy to trace them!
Time passed little by little.
Søren naturally had to let his men rest when he couldn't find them. But he felt like something was pressing down on his heart, and he kept feeling that something was wrong.
Søren naturally couldn't sleep in this situation.
So he sat in the hall until a glimmer of light appeared on the horizon. But at this time, Søren suddenly heard a commotion outside, and then some people's screams and screams. He, who had been sitting on the chair, opened his eyes almost instantly. Then he saw Søren's figure turned into a shadow and rushed to the place where the commotion occurred at an amazing speed. In front of him, he saw a group of patrolling pirates. These pirates were hugging a person. In front of them, there were minions shouting and waving their swords, as if they were trying to stop something from getting close.
The smell of blood!
Søren frowned and leaped. His toes touched the wall of the house, and then his whole body flew through the air like an eagle, and then landed in front of the group of pirate minions. What Søren saw in front of him made his whole body tremble. Then a cold light appeared in his palm, and without hesitation, he slashed at the vague shadow in front of him.
"Shadow Distortion!"
The space in front of Søren was like a distorted picture. Under the shadow of the house, there was a gray crack that looked like a crack. Inside it, there were three to five distorted shadows and two badly mutilated corpses. From the characteristics, scars, and clothes of these corpses, it was almost certain that they were Søren's pirates.
The Shadow Crack!
The space channel that connected to the Shadow Plane appeared for some reason. It had supernatural spatial power, and it was possible to directly suck people who were close to it into the Shadow Plane. Most of these Shadow Cracks appeared in places that were strongly connected to the Material Plane, and there were supernatural forces that maintained the operation of the cracks. Most of the time, they would appear at a certain time, and then when the operation of the energy deviated, these Shadow Cracks would gradually disappear.
"Retreat!"
Soran yelled at his subordinates beside him. Then, he leaped and passed through the Shadow Rift.
"Sword Form: Spinning Strike!"
The scimitar in his hand drew a cold light and avoided the distorted shadows nearby. Then, he kicked the corpses of the two pirate subordinates into the air and returned to the material plane from the shadow plane.
"Bang!"
The two corpses fell to the ground.
The space of the Shadow Crack seemed to be gradually closing because the sky had begun to brighten. A string of data appeared in Søren's eyes, but he had no energy to look at it at this time. At this moment, the things that appeared in front of him had already shocked him greatly. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Then, he came back to his senses, stomped his foot, and rushed back to the material plane through the gradually closing crack of the shadow plane.
At the moment when he returned to the Material Plane, Søren looked deeply in front of him.
It was a tall tower that pierced the sky!
A wizard tower that was almost intact, with gray stone walls, no more than three kilometers away. The location and direction were similar to the place where Søren found the mutated plant in his memory.
The only difference was!
The one in the Material Plane was a ruin, but the one in the Shadow Plane was a complete wizard tower!
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