Dorcas didn't hesitate at all when he told Angor to split up. Before leaving, he used Spirit Bond with Angor to confirm the time of departure.
Dorcas kept saying that he was good at hiding, and Angor was curious about how he did it.
Under Angor's gaze, Dorcas slowly walked into the forest. When he reached a certain point, his figure suddenly melted into the shadows of the trees and completely vanished.
"A Shadow spell?" Angor muttered to himself. "But it doesn't look like it."
He didn't know any Shadow spells, but since Elmi was living in his shadow, he knew a lot about how to use shadows.
Dorcas disappeared after entering the shadows. It looked like Dorcas had melted into the shadows, but the trees here weren't dense enough. It was impossible to move seamlessly in the shadows.
Rather than a Shadow spell, it was more like …
While Angor was pondering, Dorcas spoke again through their Spirit Bond. "What do you think? I told you I'm good at hiding, right? "
Even though Dorcas was trying to control his emotions, Angor could still see the smug look on Dorcas' face.
Angor remained silent for a moment before he uttered a name. "Dark Demon."
Dorcas didn't reply.
After a long time, he asked in a hesitant tone, "How did you think of it?"
Angor thought to himself. Bingo.
Yes, it was just a guess. He had some evidence, but he couldn't confirm it. Now that Dorcas told him about it, Angor believed his guess was correct.
"I saw a Dark Demon in the Abyss Plane," Angor said in a plain tone.
"Dark Demons don't show up on the surface. You went deeper?" Dorcas asked curiously.
"Sort of. I ran a shop in Rasudran for a while. Once, a Dark Demon came to my shop to buy something."
Angor's tone was flat, but Dorcas felt like he had lost. He wanted to show off his Stealth spell, but Angor saw through it instead. Not only that, but Angor also mentioned something extremely terrifying.
Ran a shop in Rasudran for a while? That was the Unfallen City of Demons. Yes, it had already fallen. But running a shop in the demon's base? Was that something a normal human would do?
"You … you mean it?" Even through the Spirit Bond, Angor could hear the trembling in Dorcas' voice.
"I'm just kidding."
When Dorcas heard that it was fake, his heart, which had been in his throat, finally calmed down.
Dorcas felt that his voice had been a little shaky just now, which affected his image too much. Thus, he purposely used a teasing tone and said, "You look like a decent person, and you do things normally. Why is there a hint of mischief behind your back? Are you a woman on the outside?"
Angor was going to stop at "I lied", but Dorcas kept teasing him.
"There's no Dark Demon here."
Dorcas was stunned for a moment. Why did he suddenly say this? "What do you mean?"
"I meant that no Shadow Demon came to buy anything from you. But when I opened my shop, I saw the Dark Demon using his ability on the street. "
The Darkness Demon's ability was somewhat similar to the Shadow-type ability. However, it did not fuse with the shadows, but with the darkness. As long as it was a dark and hazy place, even if the haze did not affect its vision too much, it could easily blend in.
The Forest of Phantom Beasts was sparse, but it was still covered by the leaves of tall trees. Plus, there were dark clouds floating in the sky from time to time, which helped Angor to guess where the Dark Demon was. He didn't expect that he would be right.
Dorcas did not care about how Angor knew about the Darkness Demon's ability. He was more concerned about something else. "You really opened a shop in Rasudran?"
"Yes. They're quite popular. When I left, one of my employees was reluctant to let me go, and hoped that I could open another shop in the future. Oh right, that employee was an ocean demon. "
"Half-blooded sea demon," he added in his mind.
Dorcas was a little confused. He could not tell whether Angor was telling the truth or not, but he already believed Angor's words.
If the wandering wizards in Cross Bar said something like this in front of him, they would definitely be bluffing. But Angor was different. He might seem like a playboy on the outside, but his actions and words were always serious. Dorcas rarely met someone who was serious.
The so-called 'serious' actually meant 'academic'. Most academies were either in their research or on their way to their research. They rarely left their organizations. Dorcas had only met a handful of academies.
Unlike the wandering wizards, Angor did not have the courage to lie so easily.
Since he mentioned the details of the employee, maybe … maybe … maybe he was telling the truth?
Also, the wizard magazine mentioned that Angor was there when Mister Monkey attacked Rasudran.
If all this was true, Dorcas felt like he had wasted all his time. His years of training were not as exciting as Angor's in just a few short years.
A shop in Rasudran was … unspeakably powerful.
Angor did not know what Dorcas was thinking. Dorcas went silent after Angor finished his words. Angor did not bother to guess Dorcas' thoughts. Since he knew Dorcas was using the Darkness Demon's stealth ability, he did not care about anything else.
Business was more important.
Angor was confident that his stealth ability was not as good as the Darkness Demon's. However, with nightmare illusion, even Sunders would have a hard time finding him, let alone other people.
Enveloped in nightmare illusion, Angor stepped into the Forest of Phantom Beasts.
His nightmare illusion changed in real time, simulating the environment, light sources, and even the sound of insects and wind. Even when Angor walked through several phantom beasts, he did not attract any attention.
This was his own stealth ability.
After passing through the forest, Angor headed straight for the Princess' Castle, which occupied a rather large area.
Old Potter told him that the prisoners of the castle were all kept in the underground prison. However, he still needed to find someone to "confirm" where the prison was and how to get in.
Of course, he could use other methods, such as spirit power, Wizard Eye, or Scout Puppet. But none of them were as simple as asking someone directly.
Next, he saw a group of armored guards patrolling the area around the Queen's Castle.
Their armors all had the insignia of "sword on garland". Without a doubt, they were the Princess' guards.
There were seven of them in total. One of them was the leader, while the other six followed.
Angor stomped on the ground, and a surge of nightmare illusion quietly spread out from the ground and enveloped the leader of the guards.
The leader did not feel anything at all. His eyes did not lose focus either. But he suddenly remembered a rumor he heard recently.
According to the rumor, the prison guards gained many benefits from the prisoners. Although those prisoners were only apprentices, there were bound to be people who had fortuitous encounters outside. Perhaps those prison guards had obtained great treasures.
Thinking of this, the leader felt an itch in his heart.
Those prison guards were just a bunch of weak, worthless idiots. How could they get anything good? Even if someone wanted to use them, it should be someone with potential and strength like him.
With that in mind, the leader suddenly stopped.
Under the confused gazes of the six guards, he turned around and said, "I heard that the prison guards have been incompetent recently. If it's true, they should be punished! Little Tom, you come with me to check the prison. The rest of you, keep patrolling. "
No one doubted his words and obeyed. However, they all looked at the man named Little Tom with envy. Little Tom used to be just like them, but he got his position by sucking up to the leader. Since the leader often brought him along, he gained a lot of benefits. This time, when he went to the prison, he reckoned that he would have to scrape a layer of oil from those guards. Even if Little Tom couldn't get the main dish, he could at least get some soup. How could they not envy him?
After splitting into two groups, the leader took Little Tom and walked in opposite directions.
Neither the leader nor the leader thought anything strange about their actions. But in fact, Angor was using his nightmare illusion to act behind their backs.
When he said he wanted to "confirm" the location of the dungeon, he simply asked the man to lead the way instead of asking. This saved him a lot of time.
Following the leader's group, they went further and further into the city.
Angor thought the dungeon would be under the Princess' Castle, but it seemed that was not the case.
After walking for about five minutes, the leader and Little Tom stopped in front of a black fortress surrounded by a sharp iron fence.
There were magic arrays on the fence, and so did the outer shell of the fortress. Angor didn't think any of them were advanced, but they were still well-guarded for a place like this.
Angor didn't try to break the arrays. Instead, he followed the leader and entered the fortress.
The first floor of the fortress was empty. There were only a dozen or so gargoyle statues.
He quickly noticed that most of the statues were fake. Only one of them was the real one. Most likely, it was captured here as a guard.
When the Gargoyle heard the footsteps, it began to sniff around without leaving a trace.
Angor was prepared for this. All his pheromones were sealed, so the gargoyle wouldn't be able to smell anything. Unless it was a dark gold gargoyle. But Angor had other ways to deal with it, such as using illusions.
The gargoyle had already memorized the leader and Little Tom's scents. It didn't move at all. Instead, it stayed among the statues and pretended to be a statue.
Following a spiral staircase, they arrived at the second floor.
The first thing Angor saw was neither the prison guards nor the bloodstained torture instruments hanging on the walls. Instead, he saw … all kinds of strange-looking dolls, a seesaw, and a slide.
They all looked rather childish.
However, the seesaw had a steel nail as thick as an arm, and the slide was filled with broken glass. Otherwise, it wouldn't be childish. It would be cruel.
Angor assumed that these "childish" items were the handiwork of one of the princesses.
Not long ago, Angor received a message from Dorcas.
"Do you know what I saw in the castle's kitchen?" Dorcas said excitedly. A giant spinning dart target! Each of the wheels listed what to eat. Muffins, milk, creamy noodles, grilled chicken platter … Looks like the Princess has a hard time choosing. "
So far, the description was normal.
However, Dorcas' next words were a little different.
"Oh, right. The names of the food were written on people. There were twelve people in total. They were painted in different colors and stuck on the dart target. Also, the dart was an axe."
This was the twisted, cruel taste of the Princess.
The turntable dart target, the seesaw, and the slide were different methods, but the result was the same.
Angor hadn't met the Princess yet, but his impression of her had already changed.
It seemed that the descendants of Goman King all had mental problems, including Mandehara, the one he met in Dark Castle. However, under the guidance of a certain simple-minded, baby-faced man, Mandehara seemed to be getting gentler. He might have died, but at least he had escaped from the quagmire.
The leader and Little Tom began to negotiate with the prison guard.
The leader remained arrogant, but the guard didn't show any signs of resistance. Angor could tell that there was a huge gap between their ranks.
The leader came here to get some benefits, so he naturally started with the guard on the second floor.
He didn't want to keep looking. Instead, he went deeper into the hallway.
There were more cells below the second floor.
However, the prisoners here were all mortals. Apart from some beautiful men and women, most of them were tortured beyond recognition. Their fate would be decided in the next few days. As for those beautiful people, their insides had already been hollowed out. Their eyes were lifeless, and there was a large amount of blood under their bodies. There were also small cuts on their skin. It seemed that the seesaw and slide were prepared for these people.
This kind of humiliation had long since wiped out their thoughts. In fact, they were no different from dead people.
Angor sighed in his mind and kept walking.
Soon, he arrived at the third floor.
The guard on the third floor was a fat man with a giant mace on his back. Unlike the guards on the second floor, he didn't stay in the guard room. Instead, he patrolled the cells with the mace.
There were already supernaturals on this floor.
The fat guard was patrolling the cells of the supernaturals.
He chuckled and tried to make himself look cruel by threatening the supernaturals in the cells and forcing them to hand over their belongings.
Angor was a little surprised to see this.
Previously, when he used the nightmare illusion on the leader, it meant that there were guards in the prison and the supernatural being had obtained a lot of things. This made the leader greedy and come to the prison.
Angor didn't expect his random excuse to come true.
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