The gentle and composed voice of Amber resonated: "At a glance, those children all share a common characteristic: a significant amount of light energy within them. However, it has been eroded for some reason, and now their bodies are filled with dark energy. The clash between these two abundant energy sources is overwhelming, causing them to be unable to bear the burden. That's the reason behind their current state."Amber's words hung in the air, creating a quiet atmosphere. Skyler couldn't help but exclaim: "Amber, you're quite knowledgeable."Amber responded with a disdainful snort, not engaging further with the teasing remark. Meanwhile, Crimson scrunched its face and muttered: "Who knows if what it said is true."Amber seemed entirely indifferent to Crimson's provocation.Arthur, however, couldn't help but furrow his brows and ask: "It sounds serious. How much longer can they live?"Amber replied: "Considering the current condition, they won't make it through a month."Arthur f
A chilling gust of wind swept through, and Lance felt as if his face had been sliced by something, a freezing sensation even though nothing had touched his face. He looked at Arthur and asked, "What should we do, sir?"Arthur stood in the middle of the courtyard, holding a dried branch he had picked up from somewhere, seemingly writing or drawing something in the air.With narrowed eyes, Arthur asked, "Have you confirmed the presence of unusual energy here?"Amber nodded firmly, "If you doubt me again, I'll scratch your face!"Arthur didn't say anything more. He bowed slightly, using the branch to draw something on the ground.The small, withered branch seemed enveloped in specific energy, cutting through the earth and stone, creating a circle with ancient and intricate patterns.The three Thlus floated in the air. Crimson hesitated, "What's this, some kind of matrix?"Skyler responded, "You fool, that's indeed a matrix."Crimson retorted, "Are you calling me a fool?!"They hung sus
In a pitch-black room, on an expensive sofa, a person sat. Their figure blended into the darkness, concealing their face from view.Just then, a "caw caw" sound resounded as a frantic crow slammed into the window. The person glanced over, and the window immediately opened. The crow flapped its wings towards the man and perched on his shoulder.Its glaring red eyes flickered in the darkness like those of a bloodthirsty creature. It flapped its wings twice before moving closer to the man's ear as if whispering a tale."What a bothersome bunch of insects!" The man muttered, his voice filled with anger, and he slammed his hand on the table, shattering it into pieces.The crow cawed in agreement, aligning with the man's words. The man extended his hand to caress the ruffled feathers of the crow's dark plumage, eventually chuckling, "Let them be. Today, they won't be able to escape from there."The crow released a resounding caw and flew away as if it had received an order. At its fee
Arthur glanced at Amber, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. Although he could smell the scent of blood emanating from within, another notable scent caught his attention. It was a putrid smell, but it seemed masked by something else, making it hard to describe.He looked towards Amber and asked, "Do you know what this scent is?"Amber immediately responded, "This smells like the scent of a pit filled with corpses. It would be black and is usually found near dark spirits."Dark spirits?Arthur inquired, "What is that?""An ancient symbol representing malevolent darkness. It stands for the followers of the shadows. Those who worship it can attain their desires but must also pay a similar price."Pausing momentarily, Amber continued, "Because it's the convergence of evil and darkness, it can exist sustainably. But it won't appear unless someone summons it."Arthur furrowed his brow, "In other words, someone is worshipping a dark spirit."Amber nodded, "This is quite serious; I wonder what
Arthur continued observing the area below the pit, contemplating how to handle these children. These kids had been drinking the water of the dark deity for a long time, and their souls were nearly corrupted. In some way, they were already dead.Amber had mentioned that someone was suppressing the dark energy within them to transform them into the desired entities. Once that suppression was removed, they would become monstrous beings, serving the dark deity.Arthur was unfamiliar with these matters; even the ancient texts his grandfather had left him did not contain such knowledge. However, based on his contract with Amber, he knew she wouldn't lie, and she held no regard for falsehoods.From the start, there was only one outcome for these children who had barely reached maturity... death. Moreover, considering the term "harvest" mentioned by the person in the dark cloak, Arthur had a bleak suspicion.Thinking about this, Arthur furrowed his brow; the orchestrator behind these eve
The fire consumes everything. Black mists spread everywhere, but the flames quickly engulfed them. Arthur raises his hand, and a black book appears in midair. It opens automatically as if controlled by the wind. It flips through three pages, each depicting the images of three Thlu, then stops at an empty page. Arthur looks at the children lying in the blaze without feeling their pain and softly says, "I will give you a chance for revenge."As he finishes speaking, a dazzling light emanates from the page. The Thlu can sense a pull coming from that page, similar to when they were separated. They gaze suspiciously at everything, yet they do not disturb Arthur. Even Crimson, at this moment, only widens its round eyes and observes everything. Suddenly, faint white mists emerge from the bodies of the children. They are ethereal and appear fragile. They flutter around the corpses and then gather into an immense mist, with countless faces manifesting. Most of these faces are not pa
Arthur stood at a distance, looking at the dense black mist inside the pit, not saying a word. The three Thlu were flying around him. As the first Thlu, Amber opened its mouth mockingly, "Watching you cut your blood like a pro, I thought you knew how to make that disgusting water disappear."Crimson also chuckled.Arthur glanced at him, and Crimson quickly fell silent. Then, he promptly turned discontented. Why did Amber escape his scrutiny when he didn't?Arthur looked at them and said, "I just wanted to test the effect of my blood on that water."He shrugged, "Without experimentation, how would we know the outcome?"Amber scornfully looked at him and said, "So, what do we do now?"Arthur looked toward the pit. The black gas was still surging out wildly; they couldn't stay here long.He enjoyed experimenting but didn't want to experiment with his own life.Arthur said, "Let's leave this place now and find Lance."Upon hearing this, Amber couldn't help saying, "I thought you forgo
"I never expected him to carry the bloodline of a werewolf within him. He looks so calm and cold when he's normal, unlike what I've seen in the ancient werewolf tribe."Amber flew around in midair, constantly chattering.Arthur glanced at it and said, "You talk too much."Amber: "..." fell silent, somewhat annoyed.Arthur stepped forward, holding an oil lamp in his hand. Lance followed behind him, carrying Stall on his shoulder.Arthur's gaze shifted to the bloodied ground and the corpses of those bizarre ancient creatures, and his fur stood on end.He detested these oversized creatures more than usual. They were genuinely repulsive!Then he looked back at Lance and said, "Don't casually eat any of these things."Lance glanced at the bitten creatures and thought of the bloodstain around his mouth.With an expressionless face, he nodded and replied, "If I lose control next time, I'll restrain myself."Arthur: "..." It was an unreliable assurance.Regardless, they continued moving forw