Chapter Ninety-Two: The Butcher of the Dark Moon and... Life in the Abyss
β... Probably not?" said Sharyl with a strange expression on her face, "How's it going... Nor will you disguise a precious magic prop as... Belch... Excrement, huh?"
"No, Yu Pingjun's guess is very likely to be true..."The squinting young man shook his head when he heard this, "The best way to hide something is to disguise it as an inconspicuous item, and then mix it into a large number of similar items... Judging from the scenario we are currently in, the most likely item is... Excrement. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
The remaining three... Including Yu Ping, who made this guess, heard the words of the squinting young man, and his face also showed a very painful expression.
"Then we're not going to do that..."
'Bang'!
Before Yu Ping could finish his words, he was interrupted by the loud sound of objects colliding.
"What the hell is this?!"
Along with the sound of the collision, there were angry cries for help from other explorers.
The four of them looked at each other, didn't say anything, and immediately rushed towards the place where the sound came from...
On the other side of the building, the tall elf named Lyrela and her 'comrades' were already in the middle of the battle.
Well... Well, in fact, it is only her 'teammates' who are 'fighting'... The tall elf was just playing soy sauce on the side.
Originally, driven by anger, she thought that the dark and strange magic fluctuations that had just appeared were a new trick by the ghost queen Luluwei who had been pestering her before... So she reached the source of the strange magic as fast as she could, and then saw a scene that made her feel very troublesome.
In a dark spatial crack, a large number of deformed creatures continue to pour out... There was no doubt that she felt a lot of malice in the deformed creatures.
Then, already a little uneasy in her heart, she decisively raised the longbow in her hand, and condensed a large amount of magic power on its bowstring to form an emerald green arrow... The target was the pitch-black crack.
"Whatever you are, let me disappear completely!"
The tall elf confidently loosened the bowstring... Emerald green arrows struck the black crack with furious waves of mana, sweeping away all the deformed creatures in their path.
The furious wind carried by this slender arrow swept away the floor, walls, and ceiling of the hallway... The attack power of the eighth-order elven archer can be seen from this, and this is not even her full blow.
However... After the arrow, which carried a lot of magical power, successfully hit the dark rift, the scene that the tall elf Lyrela's mind imagined did not happen...
The dark rift was still there, as if the powerful attack hadn't affected it in the slightest...
No... It can't be said that there is no impact in the slightest, because...
"Roar!!
A furious roar rang out from the dark cracks... Hearing this roar, the expression on Lyrela's face also became thicker.
She can feel... The creature that made this roar was not much weaker than her, even... Much tougher than her.
And at this moment, she finally reacted... I'm afraid this dark crack has little to do with the damn wraith from before, it must have been caused by some more evil being... Thinking of this, she thought of the Elanta that inexplicably hit the street at the gate before.
"I'm arrogant," Lerella sighed, muttering to herself with some regret, "... I didn't think I would encounter too many troublesome enemies in this holy city, but I didn't expect to encounter such a disgusting 'thing', what the hell are the guards of the holy city doing?! Who's there?!
"Don't get so excited... Beautiful Miss Elf..."A figure wrapped in a black cloak slowly walked around the corner of the hallway, "As far as the current situation is concerned... We are on the same side. β
β... Do you think I'd trust someone who sneakily followed me all the way so easily?" Lyreira sneered, "Tell me who you are!"
"Okay. The man in the black cloak, who suddenly appeared, nodded, and then pulled down his hood... And when he saw the tall elf with the terrifying face of the other party, his face immediately changed greatly...
"Looks like you know who I am... Beautiful Miss Elf. The man with seven or eight horrific scars on his face said lightly in front of the guarded Lyreira, "But it's not me who you should be careful about now... It's the 'thing' that is about to come out over there. β
"Do you think I'll believe what a notorious murderer like you say?" the tall elf sneered, as if he had heard some very funny joke, "What's more... Your 'companion' just did that to me... Now, please give me a reason not to shoot you through at once!"
"As you wish..."
Hearing these four words, the tall elf's expression changed drastically... For the direction from which these four words came was not where the man was standing, but... Behind her.
β... Now, I'll give you a reason to believe me," It wasn't until this moment that the figure of the scar-faced man who remained in Lyrela's pupils gradually disappeared... And she didn't dare to make any moves, because... At some point, a bloody hook had been placed around her neck.
"The reason is... I can kill you at any time. β
Fear fills Lerella's entire heart... Facing the man standing behind her, her powerful eighth-order magic power was completely unable to bring her the slightest resistance...
"You're in luck, though... Apparently I wasn't going to do that," Scarface put away his hook and continued in a very solemn tone, "Because, I need your 'help' next... So that you can kill the 'thing' that is about to come out over there. β
β... I see, 'Butcher of the Moon' Sorag Sean. "The tall elf was relieved to hear the Scarface man's words..."But... May I ask what the hell is that?"
Lyrela's heart is full of doubts at the moment... At first, she thought that the mutation here was caused by the ghost queen Lu Luwei, but judging by the reaction of this 'monster' that suddenly appeared and was far stronger than ordinary eighth-order magic cultivators... His previous guess was clearly wrong, and it couldn't be more wrong.
This terrifying 'monster' named Sorag Thean is the same Death Lord who is on the same side as the damned wraith from before and is in the service of the Immortal Empire...
In other words, behind that strange pitch-black crack hides... An enemy of the Stygian Empire?
The next moment, the scarface man said a word, unraveling all the doubts of the tall elf.
"If I'm not mistaken... It's called the Abyssal Rift," Sorag said in a very heavy tone, "and you've seen what it does... Let something from the 'abyss' come into this world. β
After casually glancing at the tall elf whose face had become very exciting, Scarface continued to say to himself, "And... Judging from the momentum just now, the next thing that comes out of there... I'm afraid it's not a 'weed' thing, but a real one..."
β... Abyssal creatures!"
As soon as Scarface finished speaking, a black creature about three meters tall and more than five meters long suddenly jumped out of the pitch-black crack and flew towards Scarface and the tall elf.
Once again, Sorag's figure disappeared in an instant... And Lyrela, who finally came to her senses, dodged the attack of the 'abyssal creature' at the last moment... A battle between two eighth-order demons against the 'abyss creatures' of unknown strength began.
However, at this moment, what no one notices is... In the huge ballroom in the building, which had been used for balls, but had been empty due to the departure of the participants, a dark crack appeared that was much larger than the abyssal rift found by the tall elf.
Not long after this crack appeared, a terrifying giant claw full of four meters long stretched out from the giant crack...