The moon was dark and the wind was strong. A raven with red eyes flew across the sky and landed in the magician's hand. There was a piece of paper tied to the bird's claw. Magician removed the paper and let the bird go.
There was a line of words written on the paper: "Hidden Grudge Forest, Corpse Cave."
"Why are they gathering here? What's Michelle thinking? "Magician frowned and handed the paper to Angor.
Angor arrived at Magician's hideout at eight o 'clock in the evening. Since Magician was Angor's guide, he had to meet Magician first before going to the supernatural gathering.
However, what he didn't expect was that it took until the wee hours of the morning for the note to be delivered to him.
"Who's Michelle? Is that his real name? " Angor took the paper and checked the location. He had no idea what it was.
"I don't know," Magician explained. "He's the leader of this gathering. We always have a leader for each supernatural gathering, and it's his turn this time."
Angor frowned. "Aren't they worried that someone might set up a trap for them?"
Magician shook his head. "No, they won't. Communication is the only way for us to grow stronger. "
Angor was about to ask if they were afraid of robbers. But thinking about the wealth of this group of people, they probably didn't have anything worth robbing. The only thing they could use was probably to live well. Only by staying alive could they learn and grow.
"Let's go. I wouldn't go if I didn't have to introduce you to this place," Magician complained and walked away.
"What's wrong with this place?" Angor asked.
Magician shook his head. "No, it's not. But they say it's haunted. I went there once and didn't find anything strange. But it's too dark and smells bad. "
"Corpse Cave? That's a bad name, isn't it?"
"It's not just bad. It's a giant corpse cave! Hidden Grove is in the Byzan Mountains, and Corpse Cave is where the rangers dispose of dead bodies. The forest guards would throw the bodies of poachers or people killed by wild beasts into the cave. Over the years, there are countless corpses. "Magician grumbled.
Angor remembered Magician mentioning that most of their gatherings were filled with champagne and delicious food. The occasional low-key gatherings were held in ancient castles. This was the first time they went to a Corpse Cave. No wonder Magician was disgusted.
Angor also felt that something was wrong with this gathering. Why did they choose Corpse Cave?
The two of them left the city. Their footsteps quickened as they rushed towards the forest.
The further they went, the more familiar it felt. Wasn't this the same path he took when he left the forest?
Angor's eyes glimmered when they arrived at Hidden Grove.
It was the same forest he went through when he left the ranger's wooden house. When he passed by this place, he was curious about it.
This was because the vegetation in this forest was too lush and dense. The trees were tall and lush with branches and leaves, blocking all sunlight. Even if it was noon, walking in this place would still be as dark as night. However, he didn't really care about that. The only reason he was interested in this place was because of the faint resentment aura he sensed earlier.
He wondered if there were many people buried underground. Now it seemed that he was right. But it wasn't underground. It was a Corpse Cave.
"We're here. This is the Corpse Burial Cave." Magician pointed at a dark tunnel.
The cave was located in the middle of several large trees. It was about five or six meters wide, and it was so dark that Angor couldn't see the bottom. Angor could already smell something rotten before he got close.
"It's all thanks to this cave that the plants here can be so flourishing." Magician looked at the cave with disgust. He really didn't want to go in there because of the foul smell.
But he still pinched his nose and jumped into the cave. He knew that Angor would definitely provide him with knowledge when he joined the gathering.
Angor followed after him. But after jumping into the hole, Lin Li secretly warned Toby to be on guard. He had thought that Magician's grumbling when he received the note was pretentious. When he arrived at the Corpse Cave and saw the environment, he finally understood why Magician was so angry. There was something wrong with choosing such an environment for a wizard gathering.
"Damned Michelle, I'm going to let him know how wrong it was to choose this place for the gathering!" Magician cursed as he prepared to light the match.
"Wait, don't start the fire." Angor smelled something pungent in the air. It smelled like rot and gas.
With a thought, Angor cast Illuminate.
With the illumination of Illuminate, the surroundings instantly became clear.
There were corpses everywhere. Some had already turned into skeletons, while others were still rotting. Magician saw a half-rotten corpse right next to him. There were maggots crawling on the corpse, and the ground was covered with small insects with black shells.
Magician kicked the corpse's head away. "Who would want to eat in a place like this? Michelle isn't trying to annoy us, is she? "
Angor glanced at Magician. You're still thinking about food?
"Is this where the meeting will take place?" Under the illumination of Light, he saw a winding tunnel leading into the cave. The end of the tunnel was pitch-black, like a huge mouth waiting to devour people, emitting a strong stench.
"Should be." Magician walked into the tunnel while Angor lowered his hat to hide his presence and followed behind.
"That's Light, right?" Magician gave Angor an envious look. "Nice. You know so many more cantrips than I do."
Angor smiled but didn't say anything.
Magician planned to ask Angor for more information about Light, but since Angor didn't answer, he had no choice but to stay silent.
They walked until they reached the end of the tunnel.
There was a large door at the end of the tunnel, which was already open. Angor saw several people sitting around a round table. There was only one empty seat.
Everyone at the table looked at Magician with a smile on their faces.
"You're so slow, Magician. You're the only one left," a brown-haired young man sitting at the head of the table said.
Magician reprimanded the youth fiercely. "Michelle! What the hell are you doing?! Why here?! "
The brown-haired youth, Michelle, smiled and said, "It's always a luxurious banquet, but this time it's something different. Are you surprised? Are you surprised? "
"Surprised my ass!" Magician scolded.
"Not bad, kid. You already know Light in half a year." Michelle didn't mind being scolded at all. He stood up from his seat and dragged Magician into the room by the arm.
"Light is —" Magician tried to introduce Angor, but he didn't see anyone behind him. The spell was gone as well.
At this moment, Michelle had already dragged him into the room. Magician tried to free himself from Michelle's hand and check where Angor went, but Michelle stopped him before he could leave.
"You're already here, so don't leave." Michelle gave him a strange grin.
Magician was alarmed when he saw Michelle's expression. He looked around at the other people in the room. Everyone was looking at him with a smile, but regardless of whether they were men or women, their expressions were as stiff as wooden puppets.
"What's wrong with you guys? Winnie? Captain? Long Ears? Pluto? " Magician called them one by one, but no one answered him until he saw a man wearing a short wide-brimmed hat. "Shadow?"
The man took off his hat and waved at Magician. "Hey, hey! Long time no see."
"Shadow? What's going on? "Magician's eyes were filled with fear. He could feel that something was amiss and retreated step by step.
But when he retreated to the back, he was stopped by Michelle. Michelle's expression was as dull as everyone else's. She only had a faint smile on her face.
"What do you mean? A party? Take a seat, I'll tell you something useful today. "Shadow pointed to the only empty seat and said to Magician.
Magician rejected him fearfully. "It's fine, I-I have something to do."
But before Magician could turn around, the door behind him slammed shut with a loud bang. The thick and heavy copper door made a loud noise and raised a wave of dust on the ground.
Magician ran to the door and tried to open it. However, the door was locked and he couldn't open it without a key.
"What are you doing? Robbing me? I don't have anything on me! " Magician recalled that not long ago, Mask had asked him if he wasn't afraid of being ambushed by others. At that time, he swore that no one would do such a thing, but retribution soon came.
Magician's eyes lit up. Wasn't there still Mask? Where was Mask? Did he realize something was wrong in advance, so he hid at the side?
That was a possibility. Magician shouted loudly, "Mas-" Mask, save me!
Before he could finish, Magician saw a small shadow descend from the sky and land in front of him. Magician was about to say something when the small shadow reached out and pulled out a struggling shadow from Magician's body and placed it into a gray pouch …
Shadow caressed the small shadow's head as though he was praising it.
"What is that?" Magician felt weak but he didn't faint like the others who had lost their shadows.
An Ying touched the small pouch. "This is my spoils of war."
Spoils? Magician seemed to have thought of something and lowered his head to look at the ground.
"My shadow … disappeared?! As expected, the person who stole shadows in the city was you! "
Shadow raised a brow. "Huh? When did you realize? "
Magician panted heavily. "Blonde hair and blue eyes … You always sit beside Kabasha and Little John …"
Shadow was enlightened. "So that's why … I didn't expect you to be the smartest person here. Now, I need to give the smart person a reward. "
As he spoke, Shadow opened his hands and white lines appeared from his fingers. The white lines carried a strong magical power and rushed into the pouch.
A miniature black figure was pulled out from the pouch.
Upon closer inspection, one could see that the palm-sized black figure was similar to Magician's. However, it was completely black and had no distinguishing features.
Shadow used the white lines to control the black figure and slowly moved it on the table.
At the same time, Magician's expression turned stiff as he followed the black figure on the table. When the black figure moved its left leg, he would move his left leg. When the black figure raised its right leg, he would raise his right leg.
He had become a real puppet.
The puppeteer was Shadow!
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