The most intense wind blew, blowing the sand on the Scarlet Plain into the boundless sky again. The sun that was shining on the ground through the thick dust was dyed crimson again.
Three-headed wild dogs came from afar, dragging their tails behind them. They fed on the dead demons, and scales slowly grew on their bodies. Their eyes bloodshot, they devoured the bodies as if they were having a competition. They did not even let go of the parts that were still burning. Even the bones were chewed and swallowed.
Atlant opened his eyes. Looking at such a scene, he asked gently, "Shall we enter the abyss now?"
He was asking about Lucien, Natasha and Malfurion's operation plan.
Malfurion was simply cooperating with Lucien in case any unexpected changes might worsen the relationship between the Congress of Magic and the elves. Therefore, he did not answer but looked at Lucien with his eyes that were mixed with green.
Lucien shook his head. "We'll enter the abyss tomorrow. We'll stay in Town of the Anonymous today and see if we can find any problems."
At this point, he smiled. "Entering the Abyss to investigate is a relatively late choice. We shouldn't have targeted the Abyss before carefully searching the surroundings. What if the source is really here? I don't want to waste my time, especially because of my own negligence. We have to do everything step by step. "
"Very good. Let's search for the anomalies in Town of the Anonymous and the nearby areas carefully." Atlant agreed with Lucien.
Malfurion naturally had no objection. Lankshear and Selinda, who sensed the power of 'Eternal Blaze', were both rather silent.
When they flew to Town of the Anonymous, Natasha asked in the telepathic bond, "Why do you want to go to the abyss? There's no need to take risks … If you want to help me find an opportunity to fight, it won't be a problem to wait for the Demon Lords to attack in Town of the Anonymous. "
She believed that Lucien was not a man who did not know what was important. Therefore, she was rather confused.
"Such 'space fusion' is very similar to one of my ideas. Therefore, I hope that I can study it thoroughly. Maybe I can find something." Lucien explained and looked back at the abyssal gap. He shook his head and mumbled to himself in the telepathic bond, "'Space Fusion' …"
Natasha saw that Lucien had his own purpose, so she nodded and didn't say anything else. She felt that every cell in her body was excited and eager to fight.
…
Town of the Nameless.
Mason and Fred were pacing back and forth on the street, surrounded by other adventurers who were also waiting anxiously. They couldn't wait to leave this place and didn't want to become the victims of the abyss.
"Brat, stop! You bumped into me! " A burly man suddenly roared. There was a green pattern on his bald head, which was one of the totems of the highland barbarians at the southern end of the Dark Mountain Range.
The young man who was roared at was carrying a short bow on his back and holding a blue dagger that was emitting coldness in his right hand. He raised his dagger uncontrollably and said, "Barbarian, shut your mouth. This is not a place for a competition of voices. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind giving you a taste of ice."
Because of the riot caused by 'Eternal Blaze' just now, the narrow street was crowded with adventurers. It was inevitable that they bumped into each other.
"A * shole! You must apologize to me, or I'll turn you into an Anonymous! " The barbarian was so angry that his veins were bulging. His muscles bulged on his two-meter-tall body, which was emitting coppery colors.
The two of them were about to fight when a heavenly Knight's right hand turned into fire and slashed between them, leaving a black gap on the ground.
"Quiet!" The heavenly Knight glanced at the two Knight level adventurers with his cold golden eyes.
Looking at the traces on the ground, the barbarian and the young man both stepped back and looked at each other angrily. Then, they turned around and left.
Mason, who had witnessed everything nearby, remarked with mixed feelings, "After being blocked for a long time, and after the demons' tide and the deaths of so many adventurers, everybody seems to be more and more agitated and anxious. Even the slightest thing can lead to a massacre."
Even he himself had a similar feeling of agitation and pain, and he wanted to vent it out.
Taking a breath, Fred intended to criticize the elves for their sluggishness for not lifting the blockade after such a long time after 'Eternal Blaze'.
At this moment, he suddenly sensed something and raised his head, only to discover that weird changes were happening in the sky above the town. The blue sky that was filled with bloody dust suddenly 'fell'. It was gloomy, depressing, and dim!
Then, half of the sky became bright. Inside, there were rays of light that were constantly changing. Sometimes, they would appear obscure and gloomy, like a symbol of the human heart. The other half became dimmer and dimmer. Finally, the blood-red color faded away, leaving only the deepest and darkest darkness. Boundless darkness!
And in this darkness, there were specks of twinkling stars. They were multicolored and strange.
Looking at the scene that was as vast as a starry sky and as obscure as a human heart, Fred was immediately caught in a trance. His soul drifted, and he could not feel anything for a long time.
After a long time, a cool wind that contained the stink of blood blew over. Fred shuddered violently. He saw that the sky had returned to normal, and the spreading dust still blocked the sunlight. No, it was not sunlight, but silver moonlight!
"Was it an illusion just now …" Fred turned around, only to discover that Mason and the rest of them were all standing there like stone statues. The whole Town of the Anonymous was surprisingly quiet. Even the giant dog in heat in the 'meat bone' bar did not roar at all.
"No, it's a projection of a demiplane. A legendary sorcerer's demiplane …" Mason was back to himself and said, as if he were talking to himself.
Some rituals that helped the Knight polish their blood power required the communication and summoning of the power of the legendary demiplane, just like the promotion of the clerics in the Saint Truth had to communicate and summon the 'Lord'.
Fred smiled in self-mockery. "This is the first time that I've seen a legendary demiplane, not counting the 'Scarlet Plain'."
The Sovereign of Blood, the liege of the Scarlet Plain, was a level-two legendary demon. If sorcerers, cultists, and Knights with special bloodlines wanted to hold blood and slaughter rituals, they would probably summon the power of the Scarlet Plain. Therefore, it was also a legendary demiplane.
"The two Excellencies of the Congress have finally finished their examination." Mason was exhausted from the bottom of his heart. At this moment, it was already late at night.
… …
In the polluted forest outside of the Town of the Anonymous, trees that defied the normal laws were growing. They were bent crazily as if they had been pranked by children. There were bumps on the bark, with bloody fluids flowing out. They looked hideous and disgusting.
"This is a polluted forest that is too close to the abyssal gap. However, it gradually weakens after a hundred meters, and it's almost normal after two hundred meters. It can barely afford the consistency of 'space fusion'." Lodell, 'Hand of Balance', introduced the only place nearby that could possibly match the parameters of the abyssal gap.
Lucien observed carefully for a while and checked again with magic. He nodded his head. "It's confirmed that this place has nothing to do with the expansion of the abyssal gap."
Atlant came to a similar conclusion.
"It seems that we really have to go to the abyss." Malfurion was not willing to go in. The Will of Abyss, as a demigod, was an out-and-out lunatic. Nobody knew what he would do next, because even he did not know! What if he took things too hard and blew himself up in front of them? What should they do?
He was more worried about the brainless Will of Abyss than the scheming Lord of Hell.
"'Space fusion' is still in the preliminary stage. It's basically between the Scarlet Plain and the Stroop forest. Therefore, this place is affected by the abyss and suppressed by the main material world. The wounded Will of Abyss can barely arrive at the Scarlet Plain, just like he can't directly arrive at the main world." Lucien explained to Malfurion. It was the experience of the ancient Magic Empire.
As he spoke, Lucien looked at Lankshear, Lawndale, and Selinda and said solemnly, "Because of the progress in the investigation of the incident of the fallen elves, I have to remind you of something."
Jurisian, Felipe, Heidi, and the rest of them had already sent the report of the first day to Lucien through electromagnetic messaging. So, he knew their suspicions.
"What is it?" Lankshear became solemn, no longer as arrogant and scheming as before.
Lucien briefly explained, "In the primeval relics in the deepest part of hell, there are seven weird primeval devils, named after hatred, pain, and other feelings … As long as the corresponding feelings in one's heart reach a certain level and cannot be expressed, and the feelings are strengthened through seemingly common rituals, they will believe in such primeval devils from the bottom of their heart. Then, the seeds of devils hidden in everyone's heart will 'awaken' and 'sprout', leading to the projection of the corresponding primeval devils …"
"… The sorcerers who came with us suspect that the fallen elves were corrupted by the primeval devils …"
"Primeval devils …" The elves had well-preserved ancient books of their civilization. Therefore, Malfurion remembered the legend in the bards' stories when Lucien talked about it.
His face was very solemn. If such monsters did exist, they would definitely be uncanny and even more difficult to deal with than all the dukes and Count of devils!
Lawndale, Selinda, and Lankshear all mumbled the names of the primeval devils in a low voice. They had never thought that such monsters existed!
Lucien continued, "When I inspected the Town of the Anonymous earlier, I discovered that the adventurers in the town were rather agitated, pained, and uneasy because they had been trapped here for a long time and faced with the danger of demons. They were on an abnormal tipping point. If the incident is really related to the primeval devils, such an atmosphere will be very easy to be taken advantage of. You must pay attention and eliminate the suspects as soon as possible so that they can leave. "
"Leave the tedious matter to me," said Atlant.
… …
On the second day, Lucien, Natasha, and Malfurion passed through the abyssal gap and entered the Scarlet Plain.
In the Town of the Anonymous, Mason and Fred had just finished their rest when they heard the screams down below. A great Knight was heavily wounded by a heavenly knight who slightly lost control of his emotions. His blood splashed all over the ground.
Looking at the dazzling red liquid, the veins on Mason's forehead were bouncing, and his eyes seemed to be filled up by it. The weird and oppressive feeling grew more and more intense, and he could not hold it back anymore.
"No, we can't stay here any longer!"
He stood up abruptly, grabbed Fred, and rushed toward the elven guards.
Inside Nature's Residence, Jurisian, Felipe, and the rest of them were also looking for Martha, the Staff Bearer, under the lead of Iristine.
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