"The Shadow Realm?"

A vague memory flashed through Modrian's mind that he had seen an old book called "The Two Sides of the World" in the silver-white library of Harriman Castle, which contained some introduction to the Shadow Realm.

Compared to the environment he is in now, it seems to be very similar to the other half of the world described in the book - the Shadow Realm!

Unlike the shadow environment caused by the bottomless abyss atmosphere in the Lenwall Mountains, it is a real shadow world, with eerie scenes where black and white are intertwined.

I don't know when Moderian and his party entered the shadow realm so silently, maybe Darius sensed a strange aura, but he didn't make a sound, there was no danger in this shadow world, at least not now.

Relatively speaking, there are two sides to everything, there is light and shadow, there is happiness and pain, there is goodness and sin, and the world is also divided into the inside and the outside.

If the normal world enjoys the sun, wind and rain, it is the surface, then there is a dark dome on the back of the world where the sun, moon and stars cannot be seen, which is the inside, and it is also the shadow realm recorded in "The Two Sides of the World".

The Shadow Realm is like what Modrian saw, full of black and white contrasts, monotonous, the colors have been infected by the surrounding environment, as dark as the universe, but from another point of view, it presents a strong resemblance to the Overworld.

Because it is a dark plane that is connected to and coexists with the Overworld {Karadimoth}, and it borders any plane known to exist, even some powerful plane travelers can use the Shadow Realm as a springboard to make swift long-distance jumps and access some other planes.

However, the other party hidden in the shadows has extraordinary power, and can unknowingly pull him and Darius into the shadow realm at the same time. Modri stood quietly at the door of the courtyard, staring at what he saw.

You know, before he left, there were soldiers of the Troop and Trefalli who were left behind, and now they don't seem to be able to sense their breath.

Wait a minute!?

Modrian sensed the anomaly of the system, the dark green data stream flowed in the pupils, and the rudimentary system panel shone with an inexplicable glow, as if silently reminding of something.

Looking at it intently, the line of [Temporary Mission: Battle of Shadows] is illusory, sometimes filled with black mist, and sometimes scarlet blooms.

"What is this?" Modrian's expression was solemn, this should be the first time he had seen such an anomaly in the system so far.

While he was silently thinking, Modrian keenly heard the shouts and killings in the distance, as if someone was fighting, there was the sound of weapons colliding, there were inexplicable roars, and there were countless chaotic footsteps.

Very fierce battle!

Without any hesitation, Modrian was no longer suppressing his breath, the scarlet life energy surged, and in the next second, his body turned into an afterimage, rushing towards the depths of the courtyard.

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The once elegant courtyard is gone, and only black and white fill the space, and the floor of striped marble is stained with a black liquid, like the blood of some kind of creature, giving off an unpleasant and pungent smell.

Not only the ground, but also the walls around the courtyard have long been blackened, and the viscous liquid drips down, and the low hoarse roar does not stop, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

Mordrian's expression was slightly abrupt as he looked at the two sides of the battle in front of him, and the advent of the Shadow Realm not only isolated the surrounding environment, but also some monsters followed.

For example, the shadow creatures that were frantically attacking in front of them looked like humans, they had the height of normal humans, and their bodies were as black as ink, as if they were suspended above the black shadows, revealing a strange and chaotic aura.

Shadows!

An undead creature like a humanoid creature that exaggerates its shadows, according to the division of the Karadimos continent, it is a chaotic and evil shadow creature that is active in the realm of shadows.

The Shadows from the Shadows can feed on the energy of any living being, especially those who have not yet been contaminated by evil.

Creatures living in goodness and piety will give up all their vile thoughts and best desires to the darkness, and the shadows will starve in this darkness, waiting for the opportunity to make mistakes, or to lose their good hearts.

Then, the shadows will frantically pounce forward, slowly sucking out the power and physical form of their victims like leeches, and the shadows of the victims will gradually deepen, and they will begin to act according to their own will. When the creature dies, its shadow will be freed to become a new undead shadow and begin to prey on life.

A very strange and difficult shadow creature, its immortality can keep it in a state for a long time, and those who are targeted will sink into darkness in endless torment, turning into a dark and dark land.

It's a pity that the Phantoms have provoked a group of terrifying guys this time, and the Trefari legionnaires form a battlefield array that they are good at, charging in the wave of Phantoms, setting off bursts of black waves.

A scarlet glow dotted the area of the Shadow Realm, as if a flame lit the night and prayed for the dawn.

The glittering heavy sword slashed at the shadow's clay-like body, and the scarlet flames scorched large pits and stained the ground with bits of black liquid, redrawing the patterns of the marble with a different pattern.

Compared to the wide opening and closing of the Trefalli legionnaires, the choice of the Shadow Streamers who are decisive in killing and disappearing through the shadows is more common and more practical.

Shadow is the Shadow Streamer's specialty, since the other party has made a move, and figured out some means, the Shadow Stream Disciple is not a means to let go of assassination, the air intertwined with black and white, from time to time will appear distorted black vortex, devouring the only white color, and then a dark and sharp blade suddenly appeared in the void, or a strange backstab, or a dead corner stab, or as fast as a shower, or like a meteor flashing.

The seemingly chaotic pace of the battle, but always at some critical moment, the Trefalli legionnaires and the Shadowstream fought together to clear a large empty space.

The flames of the battle burned endlessly, and shadows continued to emerge in the shadow realm, and after smelling the 'tempting' smell of living energy, they quickly joined the increasingly fierce war.

Gradually, a viscous black liquid corroded the striped marble, and the shadows compressed the space of the Trefali legionnaires, who were also looking for the shadows who also controlled the shadows.

It's a pity that this flexible strategic use is a little hollow in the face of absolute strength, and it only adds countless casualties!

The sound of weapons breaking through the air, tearing, gross, roaring of rage, grotesque laughter, hurried off the strings, all kinds of strange sounds resounded in the heat of war, interweaving together a song of death.

It was the Shadow who died, and it was the Trefalis Legionnaires and the Shadowlings who played the music, with savage and bloody movements.