- It was a little-known incident that happened in some small and inconspicuous place three days after the Dark Wizard's invasion of the Tower ended.

Wearing a hood and a dirty cloak, Crowley is trudging through the wilderness.

He looked dusty, and his face was covered with exhaustion. The robes and brims of his hats could not stop the invasion of the wind and sand, and the young man, with sand on his hair and eyelashes, walked lightly and heavily on the dry ground.

This is the "Silent Hills". To the people living in the nearby towns and villages, there was no doubt that it was a dangerous area, full of lurking demons and robbers who lived by plundering passing caravans, and that the lairs and cottages were like holes in the ground that dotted the vast land.

And for the more discerning of the extraordinary, it's still a very dangerous place - only not because of the thieves and monsters that lurk in the road, but because of the true ruler of the land, the "Wizard of the Tower", high above the middle of the wilderness.

Although they live in isolation, they have a powerful force that is impossible to ignore.

Because of this, although the nearby towns and the wilderness were supposed to be territories within the Rhine Kingdom, they did not become the actual fiefdoms of any of the nobles, and the king did not send magistrates or town administrators, but occasionally felons were exiled to the area. So much so that around Silent Hill, it soon became a lawless area for gangsters and bandits to gather.

Crowley had heard of it before, but it was the first time he had come in person.

In his own experience, there was indeed more than one demon lair on the Silent Hills. He'd slain more than a dozen monsters he'd encountered along the way, and the dark blood stains on his cloak that couldn't be dried were flowing from their bodies; But robbers are rare. Occasionally, you will pass by several stations belonging to the Black Forces, but instead of raiding other people's bases, you will need to avoid people's eyes and ears, such as warehouses or dungeons.

In the last decade, there has not been a single chamber of commerce with brains that has allowed cargo-carrying teams to pass by, and the raids that the robbers rely on for their livelihoods no longer exist.

"What a bad luck ......"

Crowley chewed on the bitter, dry tartary buckwheat biscuits, and swallowed the cold, dirty-colored water mixed with sand in the kettle, his heart heavy. He had snatched the food and water he had taken from a group of gang members guarding the warehouse a day earlier.

But all day today, he didn't come across any place where there were any traces of human activity. If this continues, his physical strength will soon be exhausted with the materials.

……

As the sun sets, the clouds that gradually gather over the endless wilderness block the sunlight, and the surrounding area is gradually dyed with gray colors.

After the teacher left his body, he was able to escape with the help of the destruction of the tower's buildings caused by the aftermath of legendary magic. Crowley knew very well that without the help of his teacher, he would only rely on himself to face the legendary wizard, let alone survive a round, and the other party's one look could kill him.

…… Of course, this is because of the arrogance and indifference of that Lord Rasputchin, which is rare among legendary wizards, and he does not take himself seriously at all, so he does not mean to kill them all.

However, Crowley was not lucky enough to sit back and relax as he had been from here, and return to the kingdom of Albion, across the sea from the Rhine, across the Holy Alliance, as he had done when he came;

Although Lord Rasputin could not have been idle enough to hunt him down all the way, the other party was not just a wizard, but also the leader of a behemoth. With his influence, there are only a few people who want to take Crowley's head to give credit.

Even if most of the wizards who were sent over were not his opponents, he would be embarrassed to survive under the repeated pursuit of everyone. After narrowly escaping the encirclement, Crowley chose to hide his whereabouts, and did not even dare to use magic to move quickly to avoid being noticed.

Now, less than ten kilometers away from the wilderness frontier, he was on the verge of his limit.

However, there is a saying in the world that "disaster does not go alone", and just as Crowley was feeling exhausted, his ears moved, and suddenly he noticed a strange noise.

The sand on the ground was shaking slightly, rolling up and down. There's something that's going underground, and it's coming at him!

"No......!"

Crowley's mouth opened wide, quickly activating the protective spell on his body, and in the next moment, his body was suddenly thrown into the air by a force gushing out from the ground.

The ground rose and fell like a wave, and one of them lifted Crowley from the top of the wave.

The sand flowed down like an upside-down waterfall. Gliding through the air, barely keeping his balance, Crowley glimpsed a wrinkled skin from which a staggering amount of clods of dirt were sliding; The skin stretched out to the sides, and with the help of the magic "light spell", he saw the appearance of monsters crawling underground.

It has a red body, dark spots on its body, a spike-shaped head and tail, and vague head organs, except for a hideous mouth at one end, which is covered with a ring of sharp teeth, and I am afraid that the other end of the underground is the same.

"Death Worm!"

Crowley recognized the other party's origin at first glance.

Because this demon is so famous, it is usually only found in desert areas, where the environment is unique to this group, and the Death Worm can travel through the sand and seas, build nests, and live in groups.

However, Silent Ridge is not really a desert, only a shallow layer of sand on the surface, and salinized soil below.

As a result, Crowley soon realizes that this is not a native species, but a worm that has been modified by wizards.

"Could it be ......?"

The young man remembered that in the Steppenwolf meeting, there was a life realm wizard who was known for his ability to transform evil species, Illiktra Evelyn.

Am I being targeted again?

He panicked and stood there for a moment, holding his breath and waiting. He couldn't stop the other man from diving into the ground, only where it came out of the woods - Crowley had read about it in books, and that was the general habit of hunting death worms.

It took a few minutes for Crowley to realize that the death worm had no intention of killing him. After the big guy got out of the ground, he just lay there and didn't move.

Crowley's eyes narrowed in confusion.

Then, he realized that in the shadow cast by the giant worm, there was someone else.

In the dust of the hunt, an old man was standing there, not knowing what he was looking at. Then, he turned and walked towards him.

"Mr. 'Hanged Man'......"

The young man recognized the face, swallowed, and quickly began to adjust the expression on his face to a respectful and cautious smile.

The old man walked up to him unhurriedly. Confusingly, he didn't say anything, instead handing Crowley a newspaper first.

Crowley took it in a daze.

He lowered his head, and the first sentence below the title read:

"The Golden Dawn's 'Supreme Mentor' was defeated by the Black Tower Wizard the day before yesterday, and its prestige was greatly reduced for a while, and it is reported that there is a tendency to divide within the Golden Dawn as a result......"