[Second Update]
"Young Master, let me go check it out." The Assassin reached out to stop the young Warrior's movements. He was one step ahead, diving into the snow and sneaking toward the ice castle.
"What's there to be afraid of? With our strength, taking over the castle and killing the puppets couldn't be any easier," the young Warrior was still mumbling when he was stopped.
"Young Master, it's better to be cautious," the level-seven Magic Shooter said to the young Warrior like a red child.
The Assassin sneaked forward all the way to the bottom of the ice castle. He hadn't encountered any attacks yet. It seemed that Young Master was right. This castle was ownerless. He was rich this time!
Just as he was thinking this, he accidentally stepped on a tiny bug. The bug immediately bit his boot, creating a hole and almost injuring the Assassin's toe. The Assassin stabbed a metal spike into the snow and pierced through the bug.
His stab was silent. Even if there was someone standing opposite him, they wouldn't be able to detect it. However, in Salin's Puppet World Domain, all the puppets' senses were the same. This bug was a miniature puppet. After being pierced, hundreds of puppets immediately pounced down from the castle and surrounded the Assassin.
Once attacked, all the puppets reacted and treated the Assassin as a hunting target.
Dozens of weapons stabbed at him from all directions. The Assassin's body turned into a shadow, but he was hit by venom sprayed by a puppet. The shadow turned back into the Assassin's body. The Assassin screamed in pain, but in Salin's domain, his voice couldn't travel out at all.
Domains weren't used like this. Salin had already decided to give up this domain, so he used it as a magic skill. This domain could last for more than six hours. The Assassin was then chopped into pieces by the swarming puppets. Outside the ice castle, a few explorers were still bitterly waiting for him to return.
If they had escaped in time, it would have been fine. When Salin left, he didn't let the puppets attack wantonly. They wouldn't attack unless they were injured. The Assassin didn't understand. He wanted to kill the miniature puppet that attacked him, but he ended up inviting a fatal disaster.
Tens of thousands of puppets rushed out of the ice castle, surrounding the remaining five explorers in an instant.
The young Warrior was so scared that his face was ashen, but he still shouted, "I'm the son of the Wilderness Zhenwu. You can't …"
Puff …
A huge axe fell from the sky and split the young warrior into two halves from head to toe. The strength of the remaining four explorers didn't exceed Rank 8. If it was in the past, these explorers would still be considered a powerful combination on the Myers Continent, but now, there were more and more Rank 10 powerhouses on the continent. Facing the domain skill released by Salin, this small team didn't have the power to resist.
"Chop them into minced meat!"
"Hahaha, haha …"
The Tamed Monsters in the Elemental Magic Tower shouted excitedly. Salin provided for them so that they could not be humiliated by the demons and avoid becoming food. These familiars also obtained the power of the Weave, and the fierceness in their blood increased. In ancient times, even familiars could become professionals above level ten, and not like now, they were assistants to the demons and became food. Even the Little Devils could chase after them and kill them.
"Split up and run!" The sorcerer shouted and flew into the air, but he was shot full of holes by the hundreds of flying puppets in the sky.
This exploration team didn't last more than three minutes outside the Ice Castle before they were engulfed by Salin's Puppet World. On a mountain peak thousands of miles away, the snow was several meters high, and on the snow, a middle-aged man stood against the wind. His feet were really stepping on the soft snow, and he didn't release any sword energy or anything like that, but he still didn't sink.
Such a control skill could only be achieved by True Martial. Even if a Golden Sword Saint wanted to stand on the snow, he would have to use sword energy to do so.
This middle-aged man stood in the cold wind, and wind elements surrounded his body. A long sword flew through the wind elements, but he didn't use the power of the wind elements. Instead, he used a bit of the man's mental power to guide the sword through the gaps of the wind elements.
Suddenly, the middle-aged man's sword fell and inserted into the snow, and a cold light burst out of the middle-aged man's black eyes. This was a real light, not an adjective.
"My child! Something happened! " The calm expression on the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned into anger, and the wind on the whole mountain was suddenly attracted by him, forming a huge tornado. The long sword that fell into the snow flew up again. The middle-aged man held the long sword in his hand and shouted: "Sword slaves!"
"Master!"
On the surrounding mountains, valleys, slopes, and deep in the snow, countless voices replied.
"Go and see who killed my child!" The middle-aged man's voice was a hundred times colder than ice. The anger between his brows instantly faded, and instead, there was some doubt.
There weren't any powerful forces within a thousand miles. Among all the hidden professionals, his force was the strongest. Who would dare to provoke him?
Although his son was useless, he was still a Silver Sword Saint.
Among the people protecting his son were archers, mages, and assassins. With such a combination, even if he encountered a Golden Sword Saint, he would still have a certain advantage. The scroll he left for the mages should be able to protect his son from most dangers.
Who was it? Could it be aimed at him?
Salin didn't know that his domain had killed the son of a Level 10 powerhouse, and that this Level 10 powerhouse was much stronger than Zola.
Once the True Martial realm matured, he would be able to resist domains.
Salin passed through the spatial tunnel and moved forward. This spatial tunnel was unusually narrow, and only two or three people could pass through. Moreover, this narrow spatial tunnel was especially long. This space really seemed to be underground. Apart from the earth element, Salin felt that the other five elements were relatively sparse.
Fortunately, Salin had learned Garin's movement skills and created Comet Flash. In places rich in earth element, Salin's movement speed was even faster.
After traveling more than a hundred miles, there was still no end to the spatial tunnel. Salin simply sped up and treated it as training his skills. Salin's speed instantly soared to more than three hundred miles per hour. To reach this speed on the ground, Salin had to support a Water Pattern Shield, or he would be a meat patty if he hit a wall.
After running continuously for six hours, Salin still hadn't walked out of the spatial tunnel.
Salin immediately understood that he had entered an illusion. Or a maze.
In six hours, he had already run more than a thousand miles, almost two thousand miles. What kind of spatial tunnel could be so long? One had to know that spatial tunnels were like mageweaths. Different lengths required a huge difference in the energy needed to maintain them. Thus, most magic matrices had a fixed size, divided into large, medium, and small. A fixed length of mageweath could save a mage a lot of time and energy.
In order to calculate the length of a new mageweath and the various symbols that needed to be matched, a mage would have to spend a lot of time and energy on every tiny change.
It was the same for maintaining a spatial tunnel. Usually, a spatial tunnel was around six hundred meters to two and a half miles to save energy. Beyond that, or slightly shorter, one would have to spend a lot of time to rearrange the magic formula and calculate every detail in order to maintain low energy consumption.
Even ancient humans were unwilling to do such a thing. Of course, Myers wouldn't either, because her spatial tunnel had to be maintained for tens of thousands of years. Although it was always in a closed state and needed to be opened by him, its special length would also cause a serious loss of energy. It was even possible that someone like him would not be able to open the tunnel again.
Since Salin understood that he had fallen into a maze and illusion, he immediately started chanting the lightning rune. The sound of thunder reverberated, and his vision suddenly widened. In the pitch-black spatial tunnel, a large number of branching paths appeared, instead of the narrow one in front of him.
Only then did Salin's Elemental Eyes see that among the many branching paths, only one led to the shrine. He had just walked more than a thousand miles, and was actually still lingering at the entrance.
Salin adjusted his direction. His Elemental Eyes could easily distinguish the details of the maze, and Figaro used his magic formula to calculate and analyze. Salin reduced his speed to more than fifteen miles per hour, and finally found the correct path to enter the shrine.
Of course, the best way to enter the shrine was to use the Blessing Ring and the power of faith of the goddess, or simply divine power. But Salin didn't want to do that. Divine power was so convenient and easy to use. If used too much, one would become dependent on it.
Salin ignored the tens of thousands of branching paths in the spatial tunnel. He strode to the end of the spatial tunnel, which was an open exit. Outside the exit was a floating white cloud. Among the clouds, there were twenty-four tall shrines.
Salin was overjoyed when he saw it. Although it was not a fragment of Sky Castle, the white clouds were condensed from the essence of the water element. The entire group of shrines was built on a huge piece of elemental essence.
Equipment made from the essence of the water element could carry the equipment of twenty-four shrines.
Although the Elemental Magic Tower was sturdy and durable, its attack methods were too simple when flying. Even the tamed monsters and magic webs could not be used. Only when floating and changing its form could the Elemental Magic Tower have a strong attack power.
To Salin, the Elemental Magic Tower was too weak to adapt. The only good thing about it was that it was hard to destroy. After entering, any professional below Level 16 would have to spend a lot of time and energy to break through.
And if this white cloud could be collected, it would be enough to carry a hundred thousand soldiers in the sky.
Salin thought for a moment, then casually created a wind dragon, which rushed into the white cloud in the void. After the level-eight wind dragon entered the white cloud, it immediately dissipated, like dust merging into water.
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