Fafnir didn't say it out loud, but Angor knew that she was referring to the demons lurking in the dark.
"She's a patient one. It took her three hours to get here." Angor narrowed his eyes but didn't do anything.
He heard some rustling downstairs, which meant the guests were already inside. Still, Angor didn't stop thinking.
He waited until the crisp sound of the wind chimes reached the attic from the yard. Then, he slowly went downstairs.
As soon as he showed up, he sensed several curious gazes directed at him. While discussing the accounting with Canaan outside the yard, he also glanced at the direction where he was looking at.
He didn't know much about demons, and most of them had strange appearances. He couldn't tell which one of them was inside. But judging from their aura, they were all at least mid-tier demons.
However, he was not completely unfamiliar with it. There were also exceptions.
There was a demon among them. A name popped up in his mind.
It was a skinny, white-skinned demon, which was quite small compared to other demons. It had no wings, and its tail looked like a pig's tail. No other demons dared to approach this seemingly weak demon. It was sitting under the shade of a Mother Tree in the yard, looking quite relaxed.
"Moggenheim," Angor muttered the name in his mind.
In the Moon Frost Alliance, or rather, in the entire wizarding world, this name was enough to make people tremble in fear.
The reason why he was so famous was that Moggenheim had once fought a long and recorded battle with the strongest Sorcerer in the Southern Region, Monchi.
In that battle, Monchi won and Moggenheim ran away.
The fact that Moggenheim was able to fight Monchi for several days and escape in the end proved how powerful he was.
Angor recognized Moggenheim at first sight because Moonfrost Union already published Moggenheim's appearance. When Moggenheim escaped, he lost his left eye.
It didn't mean that Moggenheim lost his left eye. If that was the case, Moggenheim had a million ways to recover it. Its left eye was missing because it had been completely sealed by Meng Qi.
He could clearly see that Moggenheim's left eye was right in the center of a hexagram. There were also some moving tadpole-like patterns on the hexagram. It was a typical sealing spell.
"Mister? Mister?" Canaan called his name several times and finally pulled him out of his thoughts.
"What happened?"
Canaan took out a bag and shook it. "The money has been collected. It's all paid with demon coins."
Angor nodded. "I see. Let's get ready then."
Angor took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. "The journey is about to begin. Please let down your guard and do not resist. Also, I hope you will cherish this opportunity. This is your only chance, and it will not be repeated."
When the "Ocean Rhythm" covered the demons, some of them entered the illusion right away, while others only entered after making sure it was safe, such as the "disgusting" demons Fafnir mentioned.
Angor noticed that Moggenheim didn't resist at all when the "Ocean Rhythm" covered its body. However, its sealed left eye was still open, and its eyeball was still moving around.
Moggenheim even glanced at Angor with its left eye.
It was as if Moggenheim's left eye had been separated from its own consciousness.
Instead of looking at Moggenheim, Angor walked to Fafnir's side. As soon as he approached Fafnir, Angor felt a gentle breeze blowing away all the filth on the demon's body. Those who were watching him from afar also disappeared.
"You seem to be interested in that boar demon." Fafnir opened his eyes and looked in Moggenheim's direction. His eyes happened to meet with Moggenheim's moving left eye. But unlike Angor, Moggenheim's left eye was startled when it saw Fafnir. It rolled its eyes and closed them again, pretending that nothing happened.
So it was a boar demon?
Human wizards always had their guesses about what kind of demon Moggenheim was, but none of them had a definite answer. The most popular answer was that it was a boar demon. However, Moggenheim was obviously different from other boars. For example, it had white skin, no horns, and a slender body.
Angor didn't expect Fafnir to confirm that Moggenheim was indeed a boar demon.
"Moggenheim is a very famous demon among humans," Angor said. "Its left eye was left behind by a human."
"Oh, is that so?" Fafnir was a little surprised. She didn't pay much attention to the boar demon and assumed that it was just a normal customer. She didn't expect Angor to be interested in the boar demon instead of those who were spying on him.
Fafnir carefully looked at Moggenheim. Suddenly, her lips curled into a trace of interest. "Interesting indeed."
Angor looked back and saw Moggenheim's left eye staring at Canaan.
Canaan didn't know what was going on. She shook her head at Moggenheim's left eye and walked away.
This experience ended very quickly and did not produce any strange phenomena.
However, Angor noticed that the demons all had strange expressions on their faces as if they thought of something and left the shops one after another.
"I thought there'd be another fight," Angor mumbled. So many demons just left without saying anything?
Fafnir humphed and put on a proud look as if she was saying, "Who dares to do anything while I'm here?"
After everyone left, Angor summoned Canaan and asked her what happened between her and Moggenheim.
"Oh, that customer." Canaan suddenly chuckled. "He's quite interesting. His left eye can change colors like ink. Just now, he was using his left eye to create words in demon language."
"What did he create?" Angor asked.
"I didn't pay attention. I think he said something about digging something out —"
Fafnir's voice cut in. "That line of demon language was: dig out his eye."
Canaan nodded. "Yeah, that's what he wanted me to dig out his left eye. It seems like he's already on the tour. But for some reason, his left eye can still express itself. Interesting. "
Dig out his eye? Angor was a little confused. Did the left eye really have its own consciousness?
…
At the same time, outside of Lightless Mountain, a large group of dark shadows was flying toward them from the sky.
They looked like dark clouds that blotted out the sky and covered the entire mountain range.
If one took a closer look, they would see that the dark shadows were not clouds at all. Instead, they were a giant floating block of ice surrounded by gray mist. The floating block of ice was actually a platform on which about a hundred people were standing.
Among them, the figure standing at the front was wearing a pure white frosty robe. On the front and back of the robe, there was a crescent moon imprint. His face was covered by a layer of silver mask. This mask was one with the Frost Moon Silver Crown on his head. It was complicated and gorgeous.
He was Monkey, the leader of Moonfrost Union and one of the most powerful wizards in the southern wizarding region.
Sennefer was standing beside Monkey. The curse on her had been lifted by Monkey two days ago. The conflicting energies in her body made her look both like an unreachable iceberg and a ball of fire under the blazing sun.
Sennefer looked at the Lightless Mountain Range that was getting closer and closer. Behind the mountain range was their destination.
"Mister Monkey, how's Rasudran doing?" Sennefer asked.
Monkey remained silent for a moment. Through his silver mask, he seemed to be looking into the endless distance.
After a while, Meng Qi said, "The target hasn't arrived yet."
Sennefer did a quick calculation. They still had enough time.
"However, the strange thing is that even though the target has yet to arrive, the atmosphere in Rasudran is already a little strange." Monkey was puzzled. According to the information he received, Rasudran was different from before.
His words attracted the attention of the wizards nearby, including Samantha, Kanter, and Sunders.
"The eye I left in Rasudran is now inside the central vortex." Monkey carefully analyzed the information he received. "Energy turbulence, Abyss Awakening … and a mysterious shop located in the depths of the Abyss."
Monkey's information was fragmented, and he still couldn't make sense of it.
Energy turbulence was understandable.
Abyss Awakening was something that many wizards didn't know about. However, Monkey had been traveling in the inner layer for many years, including when he entered Demon City under a disguise.
Monkey briefly explained what Abyss Awakening meant to the wizards.
"You mean, once the Abyss Awakens, we'll have a smooth path to becoming a lord? Isn't that the same as our Legendary rank? "One of the Magi exclaimed.
"No. Abyss Awakening gives demons the ability to break through their limits. It only means that we have the potential to become lords. We don't know what will happen in the future."
"So it's similar to the mark of the Time Thief? And it's not as powerful as the mark of the Time Thief. " The mark of the Time Thief meant that one had the potential to reach the truth. The so-called truth was a concept, or rather, an ideal pursued by wizards. In the depths of eternity, above the clouds that never fell.
Compared to the potential of becoming a lord, the mark of the Time Thief was much more powerful.
At the mention of the Time Thief's mark, a wizard suddenly said, "I remember that Sir Phantom and Sir Monkey were both marked by the Time Thief?"
Everyone quickly looked at Sunders and Monkey.
However, Sunders remained expressionless. However, Monchi, who was standing on the other side, frowned deeply behind his mask.
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