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
The space sank into silence; now, it was a late night. The menacing eagle from earlier had turned into dust and scattered in the wind.What caught people's attention was an unusual object that fell from where the eagle had perished.Without waiting for Arthur to speak, Lance stepped forward to pick up the thing. It was a rhombus-shaped blue gem, far more beautiful than its former owner's appearance.Arthur took the gem from Lance and examined it briefly. He could sense pure energy within the gem. If it hadn't been burnt by hellfire, it definitely wouldn't have been a dark creature.But this was strange; why would such a pure energy object drop from a dark creature?Just then, Amber, hovering nearby, suddenly spoke up: "It's an energy stone! Although the energy is weak, it's incredibly rare in this era."Crimson excitedly exclaimed, "That energy stone feels like a refined soul! It looks delicious; Crimson wants it!"Without letting Arthur say anything, Crimson pounced down, mouth w
Stall hadn't been physically tortured yet, but Arthur's threats alone were enough to make him almost wet himself in fear. He looked at the stack of photos that Arthur held in his hand. To avoid having his limbs severed, he could only nod vigorously and say, "I assure you, I won't lie to you, not a word!"He dared not, and at this moment, he didn't even know if he could wait until the person who had sent him came to rescue him. So, the optimal choice was to be honest with this "monster" before him.Arthur observed the changing expressions on his face, nodded in satisfaction, and then handed him photos of the subordinates of the city's leaders.In his hands were not only photos of the close subordinates of those people but also photos of other subordinates.The photos were shown individually, and Stall kept shaking his head.Arthur raised an eyebrow slightly. He knew it was a mistake for that person to send his subordinates to perform such an exposed task, but it seemed they had use
"The thing that will kill you is something else." Arthur said, and he fell silent, only exchanging a look of horrified suspicion with Stall.Before Stall could react, a horrific pain suddenly radiated from within his brain, causing him to scream uncontrollably, "A-a-a-a!"He tried to struggle, but his strength was utterly futile. It felt like his brain was being scrambled, as if a hand was stirring inside, searching for the information it wanted.Arthur stood upright, his hand tightly gripping Stall's head, and a stream of light emitted from his hand into Stall's brain.This was almost an ancient forbidden spell that had never been found in his grandfather's library. However, it was now in Arthur's hands.This spell allowed one to read the memories of another person. However, the price was quite steep, as the person subjected to this spell would become feeble-minded or even lose their life. Moreover, the one casting the spell would also pay a price if the spell was used on an inn