"I thought it was a Three-Eyed Demon. Since a half-blood demon is a guard, it's reasonable for a Demon Overlord to appear. But I didn't expect it to be a Three-Eyed Blue Demon … "Wai muttered to himself.
The others didn't say anything, but they all shared Wai's opinion. Day already raised their expectations of the "Demon Overlord" to a high level. But they didn't expect the "Demon Overlord" to be so special.
No wonder Day told them that they would be surprised to see the "Demon Overlord".
And why Day mentioned that the "Demon Overlord" would scare the "Wood Spirit" so much that it never trusted the "Demon Overlord". Now they understood. In the eyes of the "Demon Overlord", the "Demon Overlord" was tall, strong, and ferocious. Compared to the "Witch's Eye", the "Demon Overlord" was much scarier.
"I didn't expect the" Three-Eyed Blue Demon "to be someone we can't afford to offend," Angor said with an apologetic look.
Before this, the Nightmare Realm's projections would only grow stronger from weak to unpredictable. However, who would have thought that the Three-Eyed Blue Devil would do the exact opposite.
Because of this, Angor made a wrong judgment.
"Don't blame yourself, mister. We didn't know the answer either. Besides, we have a solution now, right? We just need to tame the "Wood Spirit", and the problem will be solved. "It was Wai, Wai's new fan.
Wai only thought of this because he was thinking from Angor's perspective.
However, the others had other thoughts.
For example, Dorcas said, "Is your information that unreliable? You didn't even mention that the" Three-Eyed Blue Demon "is a" Demon Overlord ". Why did you put it together with the" Witch's Eye "?"
Dorcas sounded like he was complaining, but he didn't blame Angor directly. Instead, he took the opportunity to criticize the source of the information. If Angor wanted to answer Dorcas' question, he would have to explain the source of the information, which was exactly what Dorcas was trying to do.
Angor knew what Dorcas meant, but he still couldn't reveal the source of the information. He could only remain silent.
As the atmosphere grew tense, Dark Earl suddenly opened a "private chat" with Angor.
"Whispering again? What can't we talk about together? Let's discuss it together. " After Dorcas sensed it, he immediately called out and tried to pull Khael and Wa Yi over, but the two of them silently took a step back.
Count Dark ignored Dorcas and asked Angor in the private chat channel, "Are you sure your information is wrong?"
"At least according to my sources, the Three-Eyed Blue Devil is nothing."
Hearing this, the Black Earl fell into deep thought. After a while, he asked, "Is your source from Sunders?"
Angor remained silent.
Sunders could say that it was Sunders who saw it with his own eyes. But did Count Dark mention Sunders because he guessed something?
As far as he knew, only the core members of Brute Cavern knew about this. Greya was the only one who knew about this.
Could it be that there was another Black Earl now? Count Black was a good friend of Rein, and he seemed to have a love-hate relationship with Sunders. Did he really know the secret of the Nightmare Realm?
"I see." Count Dark stopped asking. "I see."
Angor was puzzled.
What do you mean? Did he know about the Nightmare Realm? Or something else?
Angor was puzzled. Count Black spoke in a meaningful tone, "After we leave the ruin, I'll go talk to Sunders."
What do you want to talk about?
Did Count Black not know about the Nightmare Realm? He only guessed that Sunders was his source?
If that was the case, then … it was not a bad idea. Sunders had taken the blame for him many times already. One more time wouldn't make a difference.
The first time he asked Sunders to be his scapegoat, he was terrified. Now, he no longer felt complicated, but he did not feel guilty anymore. Besides, Sunders had something to do with this incident.
After all, it was Sunders' projection who killed the Three-Eyed Blue Devil in the Nightmare Realm.
After the private chat, Count Black spoke again, "If you can find a wood spirit, try your best. If worse comes to worst, we'll find another entrance. "
There was more than one path in the underground maze. There had to be a way to go around it.
The count did not mention Angor's name, but everyone could tell that they had reached some kind of agreement. At least, the count believed Angor's words.
Dorcas really wanted to ask what they were talking about, but after holding it in for a long time, he could only squeeze out a few words of flattery, "Well, I'm still an official Magus. Next time, when you guys chat, please bring me along."
Angor and Count Black both ignored Dorcas as if they had a tacit agreement.
Besides, they had a good reason: Lucky Charm's inspiration was already messing with them, so it was best not to listen to anything he said.
Whether it was true or not, it did not matter.
"My Lord, you said that there was a change in the situation. What is it?" Wa Yi suddenly asked.
Everyone was curious about this question, but Dorcas felt that Wail was just helping Angor to change the topic. Humph. You're always on Angor's side.
The Black Earl said, "Weren't you guessing where the last smell point I left was? I can tell you the answer now. It's near that small path. "
"Small path?" Angor hesitated. "Sir, you mean the narrow path above the wall that looks like a dog hole?"
Count Black nodded. "Correct."
At that moment, everyone recalled the dog hole. At that time, they had been wondering if they should use that dog hole, but in the end, because of Dorcas's suggestion, they had taken the main road. As it turned out, Dorcas was quite reliable. They did not know where the dog hole led them to, but the main path led them to the Stairs of Hanging Prison.
"I was going to place my scent spot on that path, but my instinct told me that there was something wrong with it. So I spent some mana and placed my scent spot in the air."
As for why he did not put it on the ground … it was because there were many mutated squirrels on that path.
"Sir, you think there's something wrong with that path? Not the end of the path? "Angor wondered.
"I couldn't tell at the time. Maybe there was something wrong with the path, or maybe there was something in the path that made me feel uneasy. Anyway, I gave up on placing my scent spot on that path."
Count Black continued, "But what happened later proved that my decision was correct."
When they saw Daytime, Count Black noticed something wrong with the path for the first time.
As for this strange occurrence, it wasn't too strange in the Magus World. It was just that … the path had suddenly disappeared.
Count Black did not know what was going on, so he only secretly told everyone about it. He planned to talk to Daytime first, then discuss with the others whether there was something wrong with the path.
However, what the Black Earl didn't expect was that after a while, the small path appeared again.
Just as Black Earl was observing the situation on the path, he felt a slight tremor on the ground.
It sounded like footsteps, which were similar to the footsteps of the mutated squirrels on the ground. However, the footsteps sounded more urgent, as if someone was chasing after it.
However, the Black Earl did not sense any other restless noises behind him.
It was only when the "mutated scavenger squirrel" came to the fork that Dark Earl smelled a familiar scent.
This mutated scavenger squirrel was the Magus who had chased after him from the flue. To avoid the squirrels, he turned into a mutated squirrel and blended into the crowd. After going against the flow for a while, the wizard finally escaped from the mutated squirrels and came to a fork where there were fewer mutated squirrels.
Now, he was facing a dog hole high up in the air and the path on the ground.
The wizard fell into deep thought.
When the Black Earl said that, everyone could already guess the ending. "He went to that dog hole?"
The Black Earl nodded. "That path seems to appear as long as it senses someone's coming. Even if the person is still in the shape of a mutated squirrel, he can still sense it. "
One side was a dog hole high up in the air, while the other side was a flat path with no end in sight.
No matter how you thought about it, without more information, you had to choose one of the two. It was a 50/50 chance.
As for the Magus, he probably felt that he had stayed too long with the mutated scavenger squirrels and was getting impatient. The path was too high for the squirrels to reach, so they chose to crawl through the dog hole.
"So, what happened to him?" Kael asked in a trembling voice.
Count Black replied, "The path was closed after he went in. I don't know what happened after that. After discovering this situation, this is the second time I have mentioned to you that there is a change in the olfactory location. "
Angor nodded. According to Count Black, they might not be able to catch up with their pursuers for now. However, there were more people coming from the flue, who were probably from the traveling merchants.
"Two minutes ago, after we left Daytime's place, the small path was opened up again." The Dark Earl paused. "That Magus was … … spat out."
"Spit out?"
The Black Earl said, "Although it was thrown out by a certain force, I think it's more appropriate to describe it as vomiting."
"So, sir, you think there's something living inside the dog hole?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's a monster's disguise, or a trap," Count Black said, "But that's not important. What's worth mentioning is that the wizard didn't die.
"Although he's not dead, he's already emaciated. He's lost more than half of his blood essence and energy." Count Black continued, "But he's lucky that his transformation spell was not canceled. Even if he was spat out, the other squirrels did not come to eat him. He should be able to wait until help arrives."
Wai and Kael shuddered when they heard Count Black's explanation. They were glad they did not choose the dog hole. If that dog hole could suck a wizard dry, they would be "digested" right away.
The two apprentices were worried about their safety, but Angor and Dorcas sensed something was wrong from Dark Count's words.
"Only his essence blood and energy? What about his blood? His mana whirlpool? "Dorcas asked.
"His essence remains intact even though his bloodline is drained. His mana whirlpool is dried up but not broken."
"So the monster inside the dog hole went easy on him?" Angor asked.
If they really wanted to kill the wizard, they could just extract his blood and destroy his spirit model. But the wizard was only "sucked dry", which was not the most important part.
Of course, this was not the most important part of a wizard's body. With the Magus' current condition, it would take many years for him to recover to his original state without good potions.
"I don't know. But I think this dog hole is interesting. If we can't find a Wood Spirit later, we can ask Daytime when we go back. Maybe he knows something, "Count Black said.
They did not ask because Count Black believed that the wizard was already dead, and that the dog hole was either a trap or a monster. But the wizard was still alive. That was interesting.
Someone must have spared his life on purpose without harming his essence. Was there some kind of intelligent life behind the dog hole?
Just as they were chatting, a new opening appeared in front of them.
There were no guards at this hole. Before they left, Daytime said, "There used to be another hole in front, which was guarded by two powerful wizard-level magic puppets. However, after the fall, the Magus level magic puppet was taken away by its original owner. Therefore, this is the last entrance that is guarded. "
Obviously, the people who designed the main entrance of the Stairs of Hanging Prison had arranged it according to the danger of the narrow opening. The outermost layer was marked with a statue, followed by the gargoyles, followed by the Demon Soul guards, and finally, the magic puppet would decide life and death.
But now, the magic puppets were gone.
It would be strange if there wasn't any danger in the last gap.
The magic puppets were gone, but what was behind the last hole? It was a huge square with rows upon rows of buildings.
At this time, the square was filled with shadows that greedily absorbed the dark aura. These shadows were all Witch's Eyes.
They could also sense powerful energy inside the buildings. Among them, the twin towers in front of them were the most powerful. The twin towers were the two tips of a large bell tower. An extremely dense aura of darkness was gathered at the top of both towers.
The terrifying aura was enough to make the two apprentices weak in the knees even from hundreds of meters away.
"The two wizard-level Witch's Eyes mentioned by Daytime should be inside the twin towers." Angor turned to Dorcas. "Are you going?"
"I'm a bit tired today. Nope." Dorcas paused and quickly changed the topic. "Where's that statue of a child peeing? I don't see it. Is it inside the building? "
"No, it's not. We should keep going. This is the external department of the Stairs of Hanging Prison. The real prison isn't here. "
While speaking, Angor observed the huge space, which was as big as the living area, trying to find a way forward.
There were too many Witch's Eyes here, and they could not use spells easily, which would expose them. They could only use their eyes.
But there were too many buildings here, and it was difficult to find a way forward.
While everyone was worrying, the Dark Earl suddenly wrinkled his nose and cursed something indescribable.
When he saw everyone looking at him, the Dark Earl continued in a cold tone, "I found a path behind the twin towers. We need to take a detour. But I'm not sure if it's the one you're looking for. But there must be an entrance to the sewer. "
Hearing the Black Earl's teeth-gnashing voice, everyone finally understood why the Black Earl had cursed just now.
The smell of the Witch's Eyes was already unpleasant. Now they could smell the sewer. As a Dark Earl who only had his nose left, this was no different from torture.
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