Dark Ink Valley.
As the scariest weak point in space in the eastern part of the continent, this was a forbidden land for life.
Looking down from the sky, the Black Ink Valley looked like a huge wound engraved on the black soil. It was slightly wide in the middle and slender on both ends. It stretched for nearly a hundred miles, and no green could be seen in the surrounding ten miles.
Even in broad daylight, the depths of the Dark Ink Valley's narrow rift valley would emit wisps of black fog, covering the area below tightly, making it difficult for people to see what was going on.
According to the internal records of the Wizard Association, this Dark Ink Valley was really created by a sword, and not naturally formed. It was a scar left behind by a sword strike from the Great Wizards of ancient times during a battle.
As the power of this sword was too strong, the power of the rules it contained continued to this day. Even with the Wizard World's self-recovery abilities, it had not been able to repair the damaged laws of the plane even after so many years.
Thus, this Dark Ink Valley became a place where the laws of the plane were extremely chaotic!
At this moment, on both sides of the narrow rift valley, the War Wizard Pagodas stood in great numbers. One could see the strange scene of the Wizard's Pagodas piercing through the fog and illuminating a certain area.
In the sky above the rift valley, there was a large number of Wizard Eyes slowly roaming around, constantly monitoring the changes below.
The so-called Dark Ink Valley was not on the surface, but in the depths of the rift valley ten thousand meters below.
That was where the chains of the laws of the plane were broken. The strange Wizard Power had caused the laws of the area to become chaotic, the space to become chaotic, and the flow of time was a complete mess.
The Space-Time Fissure that stretched for nearly a hundred miles was still in constant turmoil and changes. Every moment, there would be thousands of small but frequent Space-Time Tremors, creating all sorts of strange Space-Time Illusions and Space-Time Vortexes.
In the past tens of thousands of years, there had been countless Wizards who came to study the changes in the space here, but every time they returned empty-handed. There were even a few who got too close to the Space-Time Fissure that were sucked into it, never to be seen again.
There had been people who had personally tried to travel downwards from the Dark Ink Valley. After charging through the Space-Time Fissure, there was a fifty percent chance that they would arrive outside the Wizard World's Dimensional Barrier. Of course, there was another fifty percent chance that they would be randomly teleported to a mysterious corner of the multiverse. Furthermore, every time he transmigrated, he would be teleported to a different location. There was no pattern to it.
It was as if this was a space-time rift that had been destroyed by the powerful rule power of the Ancient Sorcerers. There was nothing strange or peculiar about it.
Most of the time, the Sorcerer Association would try to seal the space-time rift beneath Ink Abyss Valley. However, this still couldn't stop some strange things from coming out of the space-time cracks from time to time.
Now, with the arrival of the mana tide, the Magus Association's sealing spell formation was destroyed, causing the place to become lively once more.
Almost every time the Great Mana Tide washed over, there would be some weird and powerful Otherworld Monsters or Aberrations spewing out from the dimensional rift. They wandered and fought at the bottom of the rift valley. Every now and then, a particularly powerful monster would rush out of the valley, trying to break into the association's territory.
That would be the moment when the numerous War Wizard Pagodas above the rift valley would focus their attacks.
It had only been a month since the outbreak of the Great Mana Tide, and the piles of corpses of Magical Creatures and Aberrations at the bottom of the rift valley were already a dozen meters thick. The area at the exit of the rift valley was a mess of corpses, and the ground was covered in terrifying scars left behind by the bombardment of various Elemental Wizard Spells.
Originally, teams of the association's Wizards were responsible for patrolling the skies above the rift valley. However, ever since a team of Wizards was lured by the gaze of a powerful Magical Creature in the rift valley, they walked into the valley in a daze and were devoured by the Magical Creatures. Hence, the patrolling and investigation of the area had been handed over to the Wizard Eyes.
Within the War Wizard Pagoda near the rift, the Association's Wizards released many Wizard Eyes, allowing them to cover the entire valley and using them to monitor the changes in the space-time rift.
Periodically, high-level Wizards from the Association would lead an elite team into the depths of the valley to clear out the Magical Creatures that had accumulated there. This was to prevent the Magical Creatures from taking root in the valley and forming an even more troublesome group of Magical Creatures.
Whenever this happened, it would be the moment when the Ink Abyss Valley turned into a battlefield of massacre!
Ink Abyss … An abyss of demons soaked in black blood …
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A thick fog swirled and churned in front of them.
The foul, turbid air was filled with a pungent, acidic smell!
The stench was so strong and disgusting that an ordinary person would choke to death in no time.
The originally dark ground beneath their feet was now covered by the corpses of Magical Creatures of all shapes and sizes. The association's team in front of them was practically stepping on the piles of corpses as they advanced with difficulty.
There were only seventeen people in the team, but there were three Level 4 Wizards and fourteen Level 3 Wizards. The quality of the members was simply shocking.
Even the weakest member of the team had the strength of a Level 3 Wizard. In the central continent, he would at least be the leader of a mid-level Wizard family. But here, he was just an attendant in charge of collecting resources from the Magical Creatures.
At the front of the team was the Level 4 Body Refinement Wizard, Henry. Following closely behind him was the Level 4 Elemental Wizard, Schribor. The third person was the Level 4 Wizard, Neve. She was the last person in charge of protecting the rear of the team.
The other members of the team were all Level 3 Wizards. There was not even a single Level 2 Wizard who would be a hindrance. Moreover, the Level 3 Wizards in the team ranged from Spell Master, Sealer, Psionic Warlock, and Enchanter. It could be said that they covered most of the Wizard Classes.
The three Level 4 Wizards in charge of combat included the Body Refinement Wizard, the Body Refinement Wizard, Schribor, and the Blood Wizard, Neve. Any one of these Wizard Combat Teams could take care of all the needs of the team while still maintaining a strong combat power.
The Wizard Association's strength was evident from this!
After the team entered the crack, they went all the way down the steep slope towards the depths of the valley. Both sides of the path were lined with strange greenish-brown steel rocks, which were engraved with dense and complicated defensive spell formations.
This was to prevent some strange Magical Creatures from burrowing into the ground or the rock walls and escaping from the Ink Abyss Valley.
Along the way, it could be seen that there were quite a number of Magical Creatures burrowing out of the ground. Even the seemingly indestructible rock walls on both sides had terrifying claw marks that were half a meter deep.
In the team, the lowest-ranked Wizard was a female Wizard. She wore a tight white leather armor, tied her hair into a ponytail, and wore leather boots. In her hand was a strange crystal rod that was half a meter long. The end of the rod was constantly flashing with strange blue, green, red, and purple lights.
Suddenly, she pointed the crystal rod at a pile of corpses on the side of the road. The end of the crystal rod immediately flashed with a strange dark purple light.
"My Lady, there is a Flame Lizard's corpse!" The white-armored Wizard hurriedly whispered.
"Flame Lizard …" The second Wizard, Schribor, could not help but stop in his tracks. He turned his head and said, "I want its heart. As for the other parts, you can collect them according to the situation. Raven, Jarl, you two protect her! "
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
The male and female Wizards bowed at the same time, protecting the white-armored Wizard as they walked towards the pile of corpses. The other members of the team scattered around the area, resting quietly while waiting for the organs to be harvested.
Although the Ink Abyss Valley brought a lot of trouble to the Wizard Association, it also brought some additional benefits. They were all sorts of strange magical beasts and resources that came from all directions.
Many of these Magical Creatures had never existed in the Wizarding World before. Their magic organs and core components were of great research value to high-grade Wizards. Hence, it was only natural for him to make a trip down here and harvest some magical beasts' resources.
However, as they were quietly waiting, Wizard Henry suddenly frowned and stood in the middle of the narrow and long valley. His eyes flashed as he stared at the terrifying rolling fog below.
The other members of the team were also experienced in battle. Through other means, or with their keen senses, they also noticed the abnormality below. They stood in position and began to prepare for battle.
The Fire Wizard, Schribor, stood in the middle of the team. His hands grasped the air, and flames began to quickly gather in his palms. In the depths of his eyes, the two blazing flames became even more eye-catching.
The vibration of the earth became more and more obvious.
Suddenly, the thick fog parted, and a behemoth with a height of ten meters rushed out from the bottom of the valley. Its body was strong and flexible, and it slammed into Henry.
"Be careful … It's a Corpse Hound!" The sharp-eyed Fire Wizard, Shrebor, recognized the identity of this gigantic creature with a single glance.
The Corpse-Hound was a kind of dog-type undead creature created by fanatical necromancers or the God of Death. If one looked closely, they would find that their bodies were all pieced together by countless rotten human corpses.
Because the methods used in the production process are extremely cruel and horrible, although these human corpses have been dead for a long time, they still continue to let out terrible screams and murmurs, causing everyone who sees and hears them to tremble in fear.
Meanwhile, the Skeletal Hound the wizard party had encountered was an extremely powerful Tier 4 Undead Creature. Moreover, it possessed an aura of fear.
As soon as it rushed out of the fog, the Corpse Hound didn't hesitate to ram into Henry.
Henry's eyes suddenly became fierce. His whole right arm silently swelled several times, and his palm also became as huge as a palm-leaf fan.
Suddenly, Henry shouted.
Henry stepped on the ground and stretched his right arm forward, unexpectedly withstanding the impact of the Rank-4 Corpse Hound without retreating an inch.
When the Corpse Hound was pushed back by Henry, Schribor, who was already ready for battle, waved his hands, and several violent fireballs bombarded the ugly and hideous body of the Corpse Hound.
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