Night Ranger - Chapter 492-499
p>That man didn’t relax when he saw Marvin’s doubtful expression, instead becoming more vigilant.
From what he knew, all newcomers would be informed of the rules before joining the Crimson Battlefield.
There was clearly something wrong about this guy suddenly appearing in this sensitive area.
Especially in such troubled times.
The man’s wrists shook, turning into a mirage in an instant while attacking!
Marvin frowned.
The Crimson Wasteland was truly dangerous. He didn’t even do anything, yet the other side already attacked him!
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But he was no coward. That man in front of him was admittedly quite strong, but Marvin was still very confident.
Shadow Step!
Facing the opponent’s high-speed attack, Marvin casually dodged.
Godly Dexterity was still able to overpower most of his opponents.
He quickly reverse-slashed, only to hear the sound of his opponent blocking it!
‘Good reaction speed!’ Marvin noted, feeling somewhat startled.
This man was very fast, but what seemed most significant was his reaction speed!
He used a single one-handed weapon, with nothing in his other hand. That way, regardless of whether he was attacking or defending, he could quickly maneuver his blade.
As everyone knew, long weapons actually were at a disadvantage in very close quarter melee battles.
Marvin’s Shadow Step followed by the reverse slash was something few people would be able to react to. An expert might be able to dodge, but that would give Marvin the upper hand.
However, that man actually blocked the attack.
His reaction speed and bodily coordination were top class.
His Dexterity might not have reached Godly Dexterity, but Marvin was sure that it was at least at 27.
This was very rare for the natives to achieve, as they didn’t have Marvin’s Essence Absorption System, after all.
Both of them threw out attacks and countered each other’s moves.
Marvin’s twin daggers had the advantage in melee and thus he kept sticking close to his enemy.
His opponent clearly understood that point too. He tried to increase his distance from Marvin, but Marvin’s speed and reactions were in no way inferior.
The two fought for a while, with neither of them gaining much of an advantage over the other.
Marvin wasn’t going at full strength because he still didn’t know about the circumstances.
As for his opponent, he seemed to be saving his energy too. ‘Probing, maybe?’
Thinking of this, Marvin suddenly retreated, taking the initiative to distance himself from his enemy.
“I truly just arrived at the Crimson Wasteland. I’m not too clear about factions,” he quickly reasserted.
The bulging veins on his opponent’s arms gradually calmed down.
He looked seriously at Marvin for a while before suddenly shouting, “Red Witch?!”
In response, a scarlet shadow slowly appeared in the vast paddy field.
Marvin shivered. That woman’s hiding skill was extremely good. Although she was pretty far away, it was still impressive that she was able to evade Marvin’s perception.
A sexy red-gowned woman appeared between Marvin and the scarred man.
She had a thick layer of makeup on her face and exaggerated blood-red lipstick!
Red Witch squinted and said in a rough voice, “An impure Human with a Devil bloodline…”
The man brandished his blade and sneered, “Then he is a spy from the [Devil Pond]?”
He seemed ready to attack as he said these words.
But Red Witch stopped him. “Ronan, wait!”
“I just traced the Teleportation Gate he used. It’s another one, not from the Crimson Wasteland.”
Ronan frowned as he insisted, “Couldn’t the Devils be using another plane as their springboard? This happened to [Eisengel] before.”
Red Witch shook her head, “Unlikely. I don’t believe the Devils would be able to use that plane as a springboard.”
“What do you mean?” Ronan asked.
Red Witch seriously said, “I mean that he came from the prime material plane, Feinan.”
Ronan’s eyes widened.
Marvin shrugged. “Looks like I didn’t get to become a spy for long before the suspicions got washed away?”
Ronan thought for a bit before putting down the blade in his hand and telling Marvin, “It’s normal for some to not be able to adapt to this kind of thing the first time.”
“You’ll get used to it after experiencing it a few times.”
“Isn’t that place called the [Crimson Wasteland] after all?”
…
The two men walked through the paddy field.
Red Witch stayed hidden. According to Ronan, this woman wouldn’t easily show herself.
Ronan and Red Witch were partners. Of course, they didn’t voluntarily choose each other. They were assigned to work together by the camp.
The camp they talked about was called [Eisengel] and was the base of operations of the Humans in the Crimson Wasteland.
The Crimson Wasteland was a very terrifying land of slaughter. There were all kinds of things there, from Angels to Demons, from Evil Spirits to Beasts, but naturally, Humans had the most people.
The Humans were powerhouses that came from all corners of the Universe. It was rare to see anyone below the Legend rank here because they would die very fast.
Even so, mankind’s status in the Crimson Wasteland wasn’t stable. They needed to work together and protect each other.
Eisengel was the biggest human colony in the area.
Eisengel and the few surrounding groups, Devil Pond, Mushroom City, and Dark Abyss, were hostile to each other.
If two sides met in the wild, they would definitely have a battle to the death.
Battle was the theme of the Crimson Wasteland.
And the existence of these camps allowed the powerhouses to have a resting place in between battles.
Eisengel was named after its founder, the Legend Wizard Eisengel. The vast field of rice straw was said to cover over six hundred thousand square meters and concealed the camp’s entrance.
Ronan and Red Witch were one of the patrols of Eisengel. When they met Marvin, they were on their last day of duty.
After this day, they would return to Eisengel to report their findings.
The camp provided the members with protection and necessary information, as well as a platform for communication. But joining a faction also required one to perform services and carry their own weight.
Examples included patrolling or completing some missions released by the camp.
Although patrolling was very dull and took a long time, it was relatively safer.
And the missions released by the camps were rather dangerous. Even Legend powerhouses didn’t dare to take them lightly.
Legends weren’t much in this bloody land after all.
…
Hearing Ronan’s introduction of the camp, Marvin started pondering.
The Crimson Wasteland’s structure was more complex than he had thought.
The Druids didn’t give him information about this camp. But this shouldn’t be blamed on them.
The information that the Migratory Bird Council had was at least 300-400 years old.
And the ratio of the flow of time in the Crimson Wasteland was 1 to 6. The two weeks Marvin had promised in Feinan would be twelve weeks here. Close to three months.
He originally thought that he had a lot of time and could still hunt for some Divine Servants on the way to increase his power. But now it seemed that it would be far from simple.
He had to look at Eisengel first.
…
After Ronan and Marvin talked about a few simple matters, they continued in silence.
Information in the camp was considered quite valuable. Since Marvin was completely new, the old members had to tell him about some necessary rules, but for the rest, Marvin would have to buy the information himself.
Blood Essence Stones were used as the common currency in Eisengel. This kind of stone was a special product of the Crimson Wasteland and contained the purest type of energy, comparable to Divine Source.
It’s just that the amount of energy contained within a Blood Essence Stone was very little compared to a God’s Divine Source.
Some legends said that the reason the Crimson Wasteland was producing Blood Essence Stones was because the war waged in those days resulted in the fall of too many Gods.
After the Gods died, their blood and Divine Source mixed together in the earth, forming Blood Essence Stones.
In short, Marvin was now completely poor in a totally unfamiliar place.
This made him quite uncomfortable, but it also gave him an unprecedented feeling of excitement.
Perhaps, deep within his bones, his adventurous nature emerged once more.
…
The entrance to Eisengel was hidden deep within the paddy field. Each member of the camp knew the password.
After removing a scarecrow, a weasel would jump out.
This weasel would ask a certain question, and only if it heard the correct answer would it open the door to Eisengel.
That’s right, Eisengel was hidden underground, surrounded by severe spells. This was also why the other forces couldn’t inflict a deep blow to the weakened Humans.
Each time Eisengel changed the password, only the true members of Eisengel would learn about it.
It was said that a spy had once appeared in Eisengel which caused a huge uproar in the camp. It was almost invaded by the Abyss’ Demons. Thus, Eisengel was very strict regarding outsiders.
Marvin entered Eisengel under the lead of Ronan and Red Witch.
After walking down the long tunnel for about ten minutes, Marvin was taken to a place similar to an interrogation room.
There, an old man wearing fancy glasses asked Marvin many questions for about half an hour.
And the whole time, there was a Wizard who was an expert at Divination in charge of testing whether Marvin was lying.
Naturally, Marvin couldn’t give an answer to some questions. After all, everyone had their own secrets. Overall, Eisengel did great in this area.
After guaranteeing that Marvin wouldn’t pose a threat to the camp and was truly standing on the side of mankind, they gave him a small medal.
This medal had Marvin’s name on it and symbolized that Marvin was a new member of Eisengel.
After leaving the dark interrogation room, Marvin was taken to another cave.
There, a disabled person specialized in explaining the rules to newcomers quickly told Marvin the rules once.
Twenty minutes later, Marvin was finally able to walk freely in the underground Eisengel.
…
Eisengel was definitely not the biggest city Marvin had ever seen, but it was certainly the safest.
Regardless of where he went, he could feel the rich arcane energy.
A large number of spell arrays were constantly activated, with Wizards’ Eyes watching all corners.
Maybe it was because the founder was a Legend Wizard, but Eisengel had quite a few Wizards.
Wizards of the Crimson Wasteland mostly came from Secondary Planes. They came here for their own various reasons, and some who weren’t already Legends broke through, ultimately reaching the Legend Realm.
These people might have more willpower and creativity than Feinan’s powerhouses.
Marvin strolled around casually and got a concrete understanding of Eisengel.
The underground city wasn’t big, which could be inferred from the fact that it was described as a “camp”.
This was basically a smaller version of a town. Although the Crimson Wasteland gathered Legends from all corners of the Universe, Legends were few in number and Eisengel wasn’t the only gathering location of Humans.
From what that disabled person said, this place only had about 300-350 people living here all year long.
But one shouldn’t look down on these numbers. Everyone there was a Legend powerhouse. There was hardly anyone without considerable fighting power.
Like the old man who explained the rules to Marvin, for example. He had once been quite formidable, but due to some special reasons, he retired and now worked in the camp’s daily defense.
Everyone still needed to fight.
…
Eisengel could be further divided into five areas:
[Commercial District]: An area located in the northeastern part of the underground city. It encouraged free trade and had no taxes. Most would conduct their transactions by bartering. Although Blood Essence Stones could be used to purchase some things, it was hard to get the good stuff.
[Resting District]: Some residential areas in the southern part of the underground city. The district was enough for most of the people to take a rest, but the conditions weren’t that great.
[Announcement and Accounting District]: The area where the camp released patrolling missions and other assignments. It was also the place to claim the rewards for completing the missions.
[Warehouse]: Eisengel’s warehouse was hidden, and only the camp’s higher-ups could access it.
[Eisengel Square]: A vast area with entertainment facilities as well as restaurants.
Besides those five areas, the others weren’t worth being mentioned.
Marvin noticed that every passerby was on high alert.
Although Eisengel was said to be absolutely safe, it seemed that most people didn’t actually think so.
Marvin’s top priority was to find his own location in the Crimson Wasteland.
He had a map in hand which would be used to find the Half-God Minsk.
But that map was damaged. It only had a few landmarks left on it, which wouldn’t be enough.
This meant that he needed to acquire a map of the Crimson Wasteland.
Fortunately, there was a similar kind of map available in Eisengel.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t free.
p>The cold wind passing through the vast paddy field felt extremely terrifying.
The sky was quite dark, and if one was to look down at the dark soil, they would be able to see a frightening crimson color.
This was the Crimson Wasteland.
Marvin was quickly leaving the edge of the paddy field, alone.
He now had a simple map in his mind. The map included the topography of Eisengel and the area to the northeast.
In Eisengel, no one could get anything without paying the price. If Marvin wanted a complete map as a newcomer, he naturally wouldn’t be able to.
He had to complete a mission.
He thought for a bit and decided that in order to save time, he would undertake a mission that was rather difficult.
The reason this particular mission was rated at a high degree of difficulty was because it had been hanging on the announcement board for two weeks, but after all that time, no one completed it.
Moreover, few people were interested in this assignment even though the reward reached 30 Blood Essence Stones.
After Marvin discussed with the manager in charge of the missions, he managed to negotiate a standard Eisengel beginner toolbag as a bonus.
Usually, the newcomers would have some advantages when completing their first tasks, to help them along.
Marvin only needed to complete a beginner patrol mission in order to get a complete beginner toolbag.
The toolbag consisted of three different things: A set of two maps, which consisted of a Crimson Wasteland map and a map of Eisengel’s surroundings. An instant teleportation scroll that could send the user back to Eisengel if they were within a radius of one kilometer. And lastly, a small cloak that was said to be able to hide the user’s aura.
As for the newcomers’ patrols, they were relatively simple. They only had to patrol within Eisengel, but the time was quite long, as the typical stint was two weeks.
Marvin was prepared to stay at most twelve weeks in the Crimson Wasteland, so why would he waste two weeks on a patrol mission?
Thus, he chose the fastest way.
Even if that mission was truly a bit problematic.
…
The northern part of Eisengel’s paddy field was a rough, mountainous area.
The rugged area was covered in a great number of spatial cracks and void whirlpools. If someone flew over the mountainous area, they would likely fall into a spatial crack or a void whirlpool and end up in some random corner of the Universe.
Thus, the Crimson Wasteland’s people established a path.
This path was called the [Withered Leaf Promenade].
From what he saw on the map, the Withered Leaf Promenade connecting Eisengel and the northern Black Swan Hill was a rather important communication path.
But recently, some monsters appeared there.
These monsters were native to the Crimson Wasteland.
The people here were familiar with the indigenous monsters. They included shriveled zombies, blood puppets, trolls, and other such creatures.
But this time, some Abominations and Trappers appeared within that group of monsters.
A patrol first discovered this abnormality and recorded it down before reporting back to the camp.
Then, a mission was posted, calling for an in-depth investigation.
The camp sent two of the most powerful scouts to investigate the matter of the Abominations and Trappers behind this.
The answer was soon obtained.
A third of the way down the Withered Leaf Promenade, there was a small canyon.
The canyon was originally empty, but now, there was an altar set up in the canyon.
The altar’s owner was known as Balkh. This wasn’t a given name, but rather a family name.
If Marvin wasn’t wrong, the [Tyran Lord], who had the family name Balkh, was one of the most powerful lords of the Abyss.
As for the owner of the altar, Balkh, even if he wasn’t his son, he was still related to the Tyran Lord.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t dare to use Balkh as his own family name.
The scouts investigated and understood that the Abominations and Trappers wandering along the Withered Leaf Promenade were all summoned by that Balkh from the altar.
He was apparently experimenting with some mysterious magic.
As a Demon Lord, Balkh had extreme magic power. He was a caster from the Abyss and he was much more powerful than common Legend Wizards.
It was well known that because of their constitutions, when Demons studied magic, it would be much simpler than for other lifeforms.
Because Chaos Magic Power originated from the Abyss, Demons and Magic Power were interrelated.
Both were in line with the law of [Chaos and Madness].
But due to the Demons generally having low intelligence, they were mostly used to causing destruction and using power to solve their issues.
This led to most Demons relying on their innate skills to cast some spells.
Genuine Demon Wizards were rare.
And Balkh was one of them.
…
‘The camp once sent two peak Assassins to eliminate Balkh, and I heard that one of them was a Level 4 Legend Ace Assassin…’
‘But they failed. This shows that Balkh was on guard. That’s quite normal, since even a Demon Wizard wouldn’t dare to relax on the Crimson Wasteland.’
‘The intel also said that Balkh raised a Magic Dragon. This Magic Dragon remained invisible while protecting him, and could absorb his injuries.’
‘The two previous Assassins failed because of the obstruction of Balkh’s Magic Dragon. And once the Assassins’ first attack was blocked by the Wizard, he was able to rain down countless instant spells as a counterattack.’
Marvin continued moving along while calmly thinking of possible countermeasures.
Demon Wizard Balkh wasn’t an easy target. Marvin was clear about this point from the moment he took over the mission.
But the bold and skilled Marvin wanted to try it.
This time, he chose a different method than the other Assassins.
The others chose to quietly hide and ignore all the monsters, going in a beeline toward Balkh.
But Marvin chose to kill his way over!
He didn’t want let those monsters on the Withered Leaf Promenade go.
A wobbly shadow appeared in front of him.
It was covered in a black fog, with shattered cuffs around its legs and wrists.
The cuffs were imbued with powerful magic. Who knows how it could have destroyed them?
It was an Abomination.
One of the things Balkh summoned.
Marvin took a deep breath before silently entering Stealth.
With deft steps, he quickly moved around it, without the Abomination noticing Marvin’s existence.
Marvin then glanced at a line on his interface and instantly used a skill.
“Woosh!”
A cold light flashed from his daggers, as the sneak attack was quietly launched…
p>An Abomination wasn’t really a lifeform of the Abyss, but rather an Astral monster.
The appearance of Abominations was quite similar to that of Humans, but their bodies were quite hideous because they had gone through some kind of mystical radiation.
This left their bodies as strong as diamond, and the cuffs on their limbs were the tools used by Balkh to control them.
Killing Abominations would definitely alert Balkh that someone was intruding into his territory.
Few people would do this because it would make their enemies more vigilant.
But Marvin decided to do the very opposite.
The two Assassins failing their task showed that Balkh had a lot of experience dealing with assassinations.
Although Ruler of the Night was a Legend rogue class, it didn’t have the specialized assassination abilities of Ace Assassins. Marvin’s power lay in melee battles. Whether it was a duel or a group battle, Ruler of the Night’s characteristics would give him a huge helping hand.
Since ordinary assassination methods didn’t work on Balkh, Marvin thought he might as well force him out into a direct confrontation to kill him.
He instinctively didn’t want to approach the Demonic Altar.
Who knew whether the altar was linked to the Abyss Plane… Carelessly getting dragged into the Abyss would be too laughable.
This time, Ding and Jessica weren’t there to bring him back.
…
Azure Leaf flashed and before the Abomination could let out a sound, its head fell to the ground!
But Marvin didn’t relax.
He didn’t receive any experience, which meant that the Abomination wasn’t dead!
Sure enough, the headless Abomination suddenly turned around, its cuffed hands striking toward Marvin!
Marvin frowned and used Shadow Step to move out of the path of his opponent’s attack. Shortly after, he ruthlessly slashed down with the dagger in his left hand, cutting off the Abomination’s arm!
The Great Elven King’s daggers were definitely a huge boost to Marvin’s fighting strength.
If it had been another person from the Camp, that person might have needed several slashes to sever the Abomination’s arm.
But the bonuses of his daggers had triggered when striking the Legendary Monster.
These bonuses made fighting more fast and convenient for Marvin.
He casually approached and the Abomination’s powerful defense buckled under his attacks. Before long, it was cut into pieces by Marvin.
Although the process wasn’t quite what he had expected, he still killed an Abomination, as planned.
The Abomination gave a great amount of experience to Marvin, but he wasn’t concerned about that.
He checked his [Night Kill] passive.
Under that was a secondary ability called [Spirit Orb].
Spirit Orb was a very powerful special ability that had already been activated by Marvin in Saruha. Before now, he hadn’t been able to figure out how to use it.
But he accidentally found out recently that Spirit Orb wasn’t a passive skill.
If he wanted to absorb the soul of the dead, he would have to activate the Spirit Orb ability. During the process, Marvin’s stamina would be spent twice as fast.
Marvin just used that skill before killing the Abomination.
Afterwards, the data shown for Spirit Orb changed to [6/200].
It was 0 just before.
This meant that the value of the Abomination’s soul was equal to 6 units of soul points.
If he accumulated 200, Marvin would be able to get a single-use soul ability.
Marvin didn’t know about the specific skill, but since he knew about the ability’s usefulness, he wouldn’t mind stocking up on soul points, just in case he needed it.
Fortunately for him, there were many monsters on the Withered Leaf Promenade. These monsters were all Legend Monsters and the quality of their souls shouldn’t be too bad. He might even be able to fill up the Spirit Orb before meeting Balkh.
He was looking forward to what kind of ability he would learn from the Spirit Orb.
In Feinan, soul-related abilities weren’t weak.
After getting rid of the Abomination, Marvin kept going forward.
There were many monsters wandering on the Withered Leaf Promenade. Besides Abominations, Trappers and Trolls were also troublesome enemies.
These two lifeforms had powerful concealment abilities, especially the wicked Trappers. If not for Marvin carrying dozens of Sun Spheres, he might also have had a huge headache.
But regardless, just with his overpowering strength, Marvin kept speeding through the Withered Leaf Promenade while clearing it of monsters.
…
On the other side of the Crimson Wasteland.
A rainbow appeared through the space and stably landed on the desolate ground.
Three shadows appeared above the rainbow, walking down from it before landing on the Crimson Wasteland.
“Crimson Wasteland… It’s been many years…” A male voice could be heard sighing among them.
Another man expressionlessly turned around and asked, “Is it necessary? Chasing a brat that just became a Legend?”
A delicate woman was behind them. If Marvin had been there, he would have recognized her.
Surprisingly, this was the Dream God’s Divine Servant, Ambella.
Ambella solemnly insisted, “He is a threat.”
“Swift, don’t think that you are unequalled after defeating Kedra. Before God assigns you as the 2nd Divine Servant, you still need to listen to my orders.”
Swift snorted, dissatisfaction apparent in his eyes.
“To me, the real threat is in Feinan!”
“Do you still remember the damn Lorant? That old deer and that group of Druids? Oh right, Thousand Leaves Forest is also very restless. I heard the Wood Elves have a War Saint! This is a Domain that can be reached by High Elves.” Swift coldly scoffed, “To be honest, I don’t really see what that kid has besides good luck.”
“Chasing across planes and using two Dream Guardians to kill a kid who just became a Legend… Ambella, I really don’t understand!”
Ambella sneered, “You don’t understand? Oh, that’s right.”
“Two hundred years ago we were both Dream Guardians, and now I am the 1st Divine Servant while you are still a Guardian.”
Swift’s face reddened. The other Guardian apparently didn’t want to be brought into this and simply stood out of the way.
The rainbow was gradually dissipating. Ambella reiterated, “Marvin must die.”
“If you can complete this mission… Maybe… I’ll think of your previous request.”
Swift’s eyes shone. He wanted to say something in response, but Ambella had already disappeared.
She had a more important mission in Feinan.
“Don’t mind it too much. Ambella is actually worried about you underestimating the enemy,” the other Dream Guardian gently said as he approached.
“I know, Wayn!” Swift suddenly changed his attitude. His eyes turned amber as he gazed into the distance while muttering, “Regardless of who you are, death is the only outcome if you meet me in the Crimson Wasteland!”
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Editor: Translation Nation
Leaves were falling quietly.
The dusty road seemed to have suffered greatly from the passage of time. Occasionally, a few shadows would flash by before frantically howling in anguish.
On the uneven ground, the dark green moss and deep red rocks hid countless dangers.
A Trapper was hiding behind a pile of rocks.
This Trapper, as was typical of his kind, was very patient.
Perhaps it was due to the Race’s innate restriction… They couldn’t move very fast.
The only threatening part was the bloody maw hidden under a rock.
A careless traveler would fall into the trap and end up in the Trapper’s mouth.
This insatiable lifeform wouldn’t let go of that opportunity. At that split second, it would spit out a very powerful acid that even Legend powerhouses wouldn’t be able to keep resisting. As for ordinary people, they would basically be corroded into tasty flesh in an instant and absorbed through the Trapper’s countless holes.
Naturally, most Legend powerhouses were very careful and wouldn’t fall for a Trapper’s ruse. Thus, these Trappers mostly fed on those ignorant shriveled Zombies.
But even the Trappers had to admit that Zombies tasted too bad and weren’t very nutritious.
The Withered Leaf Promenade’s Zombies were lifeforms in between Evil Spirits and the Undead. Even scholars were unable to get much of an idea about their origins, let alone the dumb Trappers.
This rather calm morning, it was only waiting for lunch.
A shadow appeared in the distance.
It was swaggering and from time to time, letting out some humanoid screams.
This pointed to the identity of the new arrival.
A pitiful shriveled Zombie.
It’s just that the Trapper was sick of eating them. But in order to fill its belly, it still had to keep hiding under the rocks.
In order to increase its concealment, it even added a skill to disguise itself. This was one of the few spells it could use. It was very difficult to deceive the most powerful opponents, but because of the unique characteristics of Trappers, few people were willing to provoke them.
Killing a Trapper was very troublesome and there were very few benefits of doing so.
Just as before, the shriveled Zombie shambled over.
The Trapper impatiently prepared to eat this lunch.
But at that time, a demonlike shadow appeared from the fog.
It pierced through the fog like lightning and beheaded the Zombie before it could react!
The shrivelled zombie was a lot weaker than the Abomination and couldn’t survive after being decapitated.
The Trapper was angry.
Its long-awaited lunch had been stolen.
It decided to take a closer look at this shadow.
Thus, it quietly moved its body that was merged with the earth and gradually approached the shadow.
It was common knowledge in the Crimson Wasteland that Trappers could control their bodies and lengthen them at will so that they could cover entire ravines.
If the shadow passed through that road, it would inevitably step on it.
The disguise skill that the Trapper strenuously used had a pretty good effect, so it was confident in its ability to swallow that human who had deprived it of its meal.
But next second, a sphere flickering with light was thrown over.
The Trapper had yet to react when red-hot flames burst all over its body!
Following the terrible heat, its body began to shrink painfully, and its vocal organs issued a howling sound wave.
But that human turned a blind eye to its suffering.
He blankly stared at the Trapper’s futile struggle before it was burnt to death.
‘Using a Sun Sphere to deal with Trappers is truly a waste of resources!’ Marvin shook his head, feeling the pain.
He endured the burnt smell and flipped over the Trapper’s corpse. Sure enough, there were only trash items.
Trappers’ bodies were very abnormal. Besides their preying abilities, they had digestive systems stronger than those of Dragons!
In many territories of the Abyss, many Demon Lords would raise some Trappers to dispose of trash. It showed how powerful their acidic abilities were.
In fact, if Marvin was interested, he could grab a few Trappers and gather the acid from their bodies.
Marvin had done similar quests in the game. This was a profound craft, dangerous, but very valuable.
Trapper acid with special enchantments could add a frightening corrosive curse to daggers. Even Legendary Armors could be corroded.
Unfortunately, Marvin didn’t have a lot of time on his hands right now.
He didn’t lack resources.
As the Overlord of what was considered the number one territory after the Great Calamity, Marvin naturally had far more resources than he did in his previous life.
In the game, items as valuable as Sun Spheres could only be used when clearing an important instance. It was the same even for the large guilds.
But for Marvin now, these items crafted by the Craftsman Tower’s artisans were only normal consumables.
In any case, most of the craftsmen of the Craftsman Tower were minimally affected by Chaos Magic Power due to their profession’s characteristics.
They made it through the initial disaster, but it would be very difficult to keep surviving on their own. So they had to cooperate.
And White River Valley was the best target. And for helping them, Marvin easily got some Sun Spheres.
Even so, using a Sun Sphere to deal with a Trapper was kind of a waste. If not because of time limitation, Marvin wouldn’t have used them so prodigally.
…
As noon approached, the Crimson Wasteland’s sky remained dusky. Fortunately, Legend powerhouses had quite accurate biological clocks so they didn’t have much of an issue judging time.
Marvin killed his way forward, eliminating a vast number of monsters on the Withered Leaf Promenade and obtained a huge amount of experience, but this was already practically worthless to him. It let him increase the level of his Battle Gunner class, but this wouldn’t have too much of an impact on his fighting strength.
The only thing he was happy about was that he didn’t meet many Trappers on the way, only three.
He mostly ran into Zombies and Abominations.
It seemed like Balkh needed to pay a huge price to summon Trappers, or else he certainly would have summoned a lot more.
Checking his interface, he looked at his Spirit Orb ability which showed [196/200]. He could probably fill it completely by killing another lifeform with a rather good soul.
Marvin was very much looking forward to what kind of ability would appear at that time.
But he didn’t have time to think about it right now.
A valley came into view on the road ahead.
The valley Balkh was living in.
Top 3 : Mass Release.
Top 5 : Consolation prize of two chapters.
The valley Balkh lived in was situated at a strategic location of the Withered Leaf Promenade.
Marvin couldn’t understand why a relative of a Demon Lord would come here, but since he had built an altar, it was very likely that he wanted to establish his own power here.
From what he knew, many sinister spells from the Abyss were linked to altars, needing the power from the altars to cast them.
Demon Wizards on an altar, especially Legend level ones, were even more terrifying than other Wizards holding an [Unlimited Magic Eye].
Marvin had assassinated a Demon Wizard in the past, but he had died three times before finally succeeding. It was due to the frightening amount of bonus abilities that the Wizard gained from the altar.
For example, an altar could let a Demon Wizard’s soul resurrect within it, basically granting powerful Demon Wizards the benefits of being a Lich.
Thus, altars were like a stronger version of Wizard Towers.
Constructing a Demon Wizard’s altar would take a long time, and when it was completed, it would create a huge disturbance.
Marvin didn’t know how it could stay hidden from Eisengel’s people, but this was enough to show how outstanding Balkh was.
Although it was a common understanding that Demons were crazy and chaotic, revering strength and disliking the idea of thinking things through, Marvin knew that this didn’t include the Wizards among them.
A rational person born from a chaotic group was even more frightening.
Marvin took a trip around the valley. The more he looked, the more apprehensive he became.
The entrance of the valley was filled with a fog of acid. Despite Marvin’s formidable resistance to various ailments and effects, a red rash still appeared on his skin.
If he hadn’t retreated quickly enough, the rash would have spread.
This wasn’t the only negative effect. Marvin had been checking his logs at the same time and found out that when he touched the fog, three afflictions appeared: [Plague (Rash), Perception Weaken (Slow mind), and Willpower Weaken (Drowsy)]
This was just for coming into contact with the fog for a few seconds. Who knew what other strange things would appear in this layer of fog?
Those two Ace Assassins who managed to sneak in really were experts.
Marvin became even more vigilant.
He originally thought that the two Ace Assassins didn’t live up to their name, but he now got rid of that thought.
Just the layer of fog was enough to trouble him, let alone the Demon behind the fog.
The other side had already known that he was coming and was calmly waiting for him to walk right into the trap.
Leaving the initiative to his opponents wasn’t Marvin’s style.
He thought for a moment before quickly disappearing from the valley’s entrance, turning toward the other side of the Withered Leaf Promenade.
…
In the quiet hidden valley, a strange light came out from the Abyss stones making up the altar.
A Cyclops’ arm was stuck in the altar’s surroundings, with an Abyss flag hanging from it.
That flag represented the will of that Abyss Lord and also had coordinates that could be used to recruit Demons as Balkh’s subordinates.
As for the Demon himself, he was now standing above an operation table outside the altar.
A blonde man with his chest opened up was resting on the table. His internal organs had been cleanly taken out.
But he was still alive and filled with fear. Due to his earlier yells, Balkh had cut apart his vocal cords.
“Don’t worry too much, you won’t die.”
The Demon held a needle and thread, using them to patiently suture the hole in the man’s chest.
“You should feel honored. As the 43rd experiment, you are already a finished product. Even if you will be forever loyal to the blood triangle flag, compared to your fellow compatriots, you are quite privileged.”
“Human bodies are too fragile, so I granted you a Demon’s heart and gave you a strong physical body while also allowing you to keep your Human reason. This will help increase your fighting abilities. I’ll soon have an army that will follow me to wipe out the Crimson Wasteland. I dislike fighting alongside a group of idiots that only cause slaughter and destruction. I need some smart Demons.”
“But this isn’t easy. I need your leadership and fighting abilities. I heard you were a general that was good at military warfare in your world?”
Balkh was talking to himself while the blonde man continued feeling terrified.
And as his fear slightly dulled, he gradually felt sorrowful.
His home plane had fallen to the Demons. It was a secondary plane and the most powerful person there was only level 16 due to the plane’s upper limit.
They didn’t have the strength to resist the waves of Demons.
Most people died on the spot, while the rest became captives.
He had once been a respected general, but had now sunk to being a mere prisoner. After changing hands multiple times, he ended up at the mercy of Balkh.
That lunatic wanted to turn him into a being of the Abyss while keeping his previous military abilities.
This wasn’t a simple matter. The power of Demons was chaos attributed, so most of the transformation following the corruption ritual would be followed by mental instability.
What Balkh wanted was to change this rule that had been considered set in stone.
In his eyes, this 43rd experiment was nearly perfect.
His body was very sturdy, which was necessary for him to be able to handle a Demon Spawn.
His willpower was resolute and thus wouldn’t easily suffer from the interference of chaos blood.
All that remained was the final step.
Balkh took a squirming Demon Spawn from a pool of blood beside him and forced it down the man’s throat!
The blonde man couldn’t resist at all.
The Demon Spawn quickly went down and entered his chest.
Because the organs had already been removed, the Demon Spawn could incubate in the cavity, and thanks to the influence of the Abyssal magic used by Balkh, the Human body’s rejection of the intrusion had been greatly suppressed.
He would most likely succeed this time!
Thinking of this, Balkh couldn’t help but feel rather moved.
Since he was born, he had always understood the biggest disadvantage of the Abyss.
These Demons had never been able to rule over the Universe despite their strength due to their wisdom, or rather the lack thereof.
Balkh felt that he was extremely outstanding and that his birth would inevitably lead the Abyss to prosperity.
But before that, he had to do something to make his father notice him.
And conquering the Crimson Wasteland was the starting point to conquering the Universe!
He silently watched the blonde man’s changes, his abdomen quickly moving in all directions while pain was visible on his face. It was clear that the Demon Spawn was swallowing everything within this shell.
But this wasn’t the outcome Balkh wanted to see.
He fiercely explained to the blonde man, “If you want to survive, kill the newly born mind within the Demon Spawn!”
“It is fighting you over the control of this body. If you concede, your body will be occupied by a Demon!”
“You want to survive? You want to see your wife and daughter again?”
“If so, then do your best! Hahaha…” Balkh’s laughter echoed in the desolate valley.
But at that time, a light blue Dragon appeared next to him, and reported to him in Abyssal, “Master, that person is provoking us again.”
At the entrance of the valley, a great amount of Devilish aura had been released.
Marvin had just used Shapeshift Sorcerer’s Shadow-shape and began wandering around the valley.
Nearby, he found the corpses of a few Trappers hanging on stakes.
A Trapper’s corpse looked like a nauseating mass of human skins, and they looked disgustingly sinister, hanging there from the stakes.
Marvin had decided to use Shadow-shape because it was naturally resistant to the fog’s afflictions, preventing any rash or corroding effect from appearing on his body.
And the Devilish aura was a true provocation.
Marvin’s body had an inheritance from Devils, so this kind of aura couldn’t be concealed from a powerful Demon.
It was common knowledge that Demons and Devils were arch-enemies!
Regardless of the place, once a Greater Demon and Greater Devil met, they would always fight to the death. Of course, the Demons would usually be violent and direct while the Devils would act crafty and sly.
Marvin purposefully leaked his own aura in order to attract Balkh’s attention.
Although he didn’t know what was happening in the valley, he kept having that bad feeling.
It was obviously not a smart move to enter the territory of a Demon Wizard.
He was trying to lure the snake out of its hole. If Balkh could be angered and provoked, it would be even better.
Unfortunately, after a fair amount of time passed, there was still no sign of activity in the valley.
Marvin couldn’t help but frown.
…
The terrifying experiments were still progressing near the altar.
Balkh coldly watched the struggling Human. The latter’s eyes were completely white and foam came out of his mouth as his whole body was constantly twitching.
These were the distinctive signs of a Demon Spawn taking over a body.
He wasn’t very pleased with the outcome.
He wanted someone with a clear head and a strong body, someone able to lead troops to battle. He didn’t want to end up with a group of Demons that knew nothing about strategy and only wanted to charge in and kill.
The latter were almost everywhere in the Abyss, while the former simply couldn’t be found.
The Magic Dragon’s warning was ignored by Balkh.
As an intelligent Demon Wizard, Balkh wasn’t interested in this so-called “arch-enemy” relationship.
If that Human with some Devil bloodline wanted to charge in, interfere with his experiment, and challenge his prestige, then he wouldn’t mind killing him.
But luring him out of his valley… This method might work against most Demons, but it wouldn’t work against Balkh.
He only told his pet one thing: “Continue monitoring.”
“If he tries to charge in, tell 29th to prepare for battle.”
The Magic Dragon nodded before asking, “What if 29th loses?”
Balkh sneered, “Then let that Human come to find me at the altar.”
“Aaah!”
A scream came from the man’s mouth and then his expression suddenly returned to being calm again!
Delight flashed in Balkh’s eyes and focused his attention back on his experiment!
…
Marvin paced back and forth at the entrance of the valley for a long time, but there was still no movement from the enemy.
He had a feeling that he was being watched. He thought that Balkh would come out soon, but the other party was still not moving, which surprised Marvin.
He changed his opinion about Balkh.
That guy wasn’t an ordinary Demon Wizard at all.
He could actually resist the pressure of the intensely antagonistic relationship between Demons and Devils. This meant that fame and dignity weren’t particularly important to him.
That guy was either a genius… Or a lunatic.
Regardless of which one it was, it wasn’t good for Marvin.
Since Balkh didn’t take the bait, Marvin’s plan to lure the snake out of its hole had failed.
He was probably observing him and trying to gauge his strength. Thus, staying around for too long would be very dangerous.
At this time, the only path remaining for Marvin was a direct attack!
In essence, Marvin was a very lazy person. If he could steal a chicken directly, he wouldn’t bother making it complicated, and if he could assassinate someone, he wouldn’t start a duel. But from another point of view, Marvin was also a very decisive and cruel person.
Now that his first plan had clearly failed, he quickly moved on to his second plan.
He cancelled his Shadow-shape.
The fog in the valley seemed to have some awareness and actually slightly rushed forward at him in response.
Marvin sneered.
The fog was clearly being controlled by someone. Even if it wasn’t Balkh, some other Demon could be helping.
But based on the information he got from the camp, Balkh worked alone, and besides that Magic Dragon Pet who never left his side, there were few other Demons that often associated with him here.
The one controlling the fog right now wasn’t Balkh, it was that mystical Magic Dragon.
A creature like the Magic Dragon was a pet Wizards yearned for. They could provide a great increase in one’s Magic Power and also hasten one’s casting speed.
But that race lived in a very distant and uncommon plane. Very few could capture a Magic Dragon to keep as a pet.
As for Balkh’s Magic Dragon, he had most likely gotten it from a lucky encounter… Or perhaps his father, Demon Lord Balkh, used his own resources or forces to catch it.
In any case, when facing a Demon Wizard with an altar and a Magic Dragon, it wouldn’t be too bad to be overly prudent.
Marvin used his Legend skill, [Summon – Shadow Dragon]!
A large Teleportation Gate suddenly took form.
But this time, his specialty [Double Efficiency] didn’t trigger. Only six Shadow Dragons appeared above the valley.
But Marvin felt it was already enough for such a small valley!
The Dragons’ roars echoed from the gate overbearingly.
Marvin didn’t want to give the other side too much time to react.
Just as the summoning of the Dragons was completed, he started using his own Shapechange ability, [Advanced Shapechanging – Royal Griffin]!
Under the effect of the blazing Nature Power, Marvin’s body began to frantically twist and transform.
His body transformed into a Griffin’s in an instant!
That Griffin was different from ordinary Griffin. There seemed to be a crown on its head and it was covered in golden feathers, and emitting a golden halo!
Marvin subconsciously checked his interface:
[Royal Griffin (Legend)]
[Origin: Advanced Shapechanging]
[Ability 1: Fighting Halo – (+5 Courage)]
[Ability 2: Affliction immunity – Immunity to all negative status effects]
[Ability 3: Bloody Roar – Issues a roar that forces those in the target area to undergo a willpower check. Those who fail become intimidated.]
…
The change on his interface dazzled Marvin.
He didn’t have time to look carefully but came to a conclusion after a quick glance: Powerful!
The Royal Griffin was worthy of being the most powerful Griffin. All the abilities he gained were heaven-defying. The Migratory Bird Council truly bled this time. It seemed that the Half-God Minsk was very important to them.
Marvin didn’t think too much about it. After transforming into a Royal Griffin, he directly used [Bloody Roar]!
As the Griffin’s roar echoed out, the moving fog surprisingly attenuated a bit and Marvin could see the structure of the valley clearly!
This valley wasn’t very big, so he could see the demonic altar in the distance!
Marvin roared and directly rushed through the foggy area alongside the six murderous-looking Shadow Dragons!
The fog would inflict frightening side effects on Humans or most other Races, but the Royal Griffin’s immunity turned the fog into nothing more than decoration. As for the Shadow Dragons, they were originally shadow lifeforms, and it was very difficult to corrode or curse them.
The six monsters rushed in the valley one after the other, making the huge valley shudder.
As Marvin flew quickly across the valley, he glanced at the tall Demon next to the altar.
Balkh was very outstanding for a Demon.
He was using a disguise on himself to look more elegant and gentle.
But he couldn’t conceal his natural aura of craziness and slaughter. This was definitely a Greater Demon!
‘What is he doing?’
Marvin was puzzled.
On the side of the altar, there was a man lying down, twitching erratically!
‘That guy is conducting experiments!’
Marvin detected many cages in the depths of the valley!
All kinds of Humans were in the cages, strong, weak, old, young, male, and female!
There was no anger in these people’s eyes. It looked like they had already lost hope.
Until the Griffin’s roar woke them up!
“Balkh!”
After becoming a Royal Griffin, Marvin was still able to talk. As he charged toward Balkh, he bellowed, “It’s time to end your sinister experiments!”
The six Shadow Dragons circled in the sky, sealing all possible escape routes.
Because the valley was a bit narrow, Marvin didn’t have them come down.
When he broke through the fog, he needed the Shadow Dragons as a cover, but for a melee battle, he could probe on his own first.
Balkh was clearly in a bad mood when his experiment got interrupted by Marvin.
He suddenly looked up, but the frightening Griffin’s claw had already grabbed his head!
Marvin ruthlessly tore Balkh’s head to pieces!
But he immediately thought to himself, ‘There is something wrong!’
Marvin’s heart sank. Just as he expected, Balkh resurrected in the altar!
‘Abyssal spells are truly a bit strange.’
Marvin started to feel a burning pain from his claws!
This was due to the immunity. If he had been in his normal form, his body would have probably already started festering!
“You actually dare to challenge a Demon Wizard at his altar?”
“Have you never been taught common knowledge about the Abyss, young Druid?”
Balkh coldly raised his sheep-head staff and aimed at Marvin, who had flown back into the air.
The Royal Griffin maneuvered quickly in the air and dodged Balkh’s Acid Arrow!
That staff was imbued with an instant spell, but the Royal Griffin’s attributes were too overwhelming so Marvin was able to easily dodge despite being at close range.
And Marvin was very pleased with the fact that Balkh believed he was a Druid.
After all, in most cases, transforming into a Griffin was a rare Druid ability.
If he had been another flying beast, that Acid Arrow would probably have hit!
But Marvin didn’t dare to be careless.
The altar shone with a dark flickering light and the Magic Dragon was faintly visible, circling around it.
That being couldn’t fight in melee, but it had similar effects to the altar and provided Balkh with endless Magic Power and buffs.
The battle was still ongoing. Balkh had the advantage because the Demon Wizard Altar was very frightening and Marvin didn’t want to get closer.
Thus, at his order, the six Shadow Dragons charged toward the altar!
He wanted to forcibly destroy the altar!
After getting rid of it, the Demon Wizard would be far less threatening!
“Woosh!”
A golden shadow flashed through the sky. Marvin was very careful and didn’t fly too high since the sky above the Withered Leaf Promenade was covered in spatial cracks. If he went too close to them, he would easily be drawn in.
He had also ordered the Shadow Dragons to hover at a lower altitude when they approached, but in spite of this, a Shadow Dragon had almost been dragged into a spatial crack.
Fortunately, the Shadow Dragons were lifeforms with high resistance to the pull of those spatial cracks. Marvin’s order was quite timely.
The Shadow Dragons’ bodies were like dark clouds descending on the small valley, charging imposingly at that altar.
But suddenly, the sheep-head staff in the Demon Wizard’s hand let out a wail!
That wail carried a powerful intimidating force, and even Marvin wasn’t immune to that willpower check, despite the abilities he gained from being a Royal Griffin!
Marvin stiffened and started falling through the air.
But this state only lasted for half a second before Marvin was able to readjust and keep flying again.
But those Shadow Dragons weren’t as fortunate. Balkh started incanting and grey lights appeared at the corners of the altar!
[Legend Spell – Ghostly Death Ray]!
Six Death Rays accurately hit the six Shadow Dragons. These Shadow monsters weren’t particularly resistant to Death Magic, so in an instant, three of them collapsed!
Two other Dragons seemed to be struggling, as their bodies started dissipating and they awkwardly fell to the ground, unable to move!
But the last Shadow Dragon stood tall against the destructive power of the Death Ray and still managed to pounce at the altar.
Marvin’s heart sank.
Balkh was more difficult to handle than he had imagined!
That Shadow Dragon definitely wouldn’t be able to break the altar alone.
Demon Wizard Altars were like Wizard Towers. They had all kinds of defenses, and the six Death Rays were just one of them.
Balkh definitely still had other means of defense!
…
Just as expected, as soon as the Shadow Dragon pounced on the altar, a bloody light flashed!
A door opened out of nowhere and a lot of blood started pouring onto the Shadow Dragon’s body.
Despite being a type of lifeform with rather limited consciousness, the Shadow Dragon let out an anguished wail after being drenched in the blood.
Marvin watched attentively as the Shadow Dragon melted!
That blood fell on the altar and Balkh, but they both came out unscathed.
In fact, each tile of the altar was greedily absorbing the blood as if it was the most delicious delicacy.
Marvin could even feel the Demonic Altar’s energy increasing!
‘Fuck!’
‘Abyssal Blood Pond!’
‘That guy actually has the privilege to open the Abyssal Blood Pond!’
Even though it seemed that Balkh was a bit tired, as if using the blood caused him great exertion, the Abyssal Blood Pond was a very troublesome matter. Marvin was filled with trepidation at this revelation.
The Abyssal Blood Pond was a very powerful pool of energy and its essence was similar to that of the Negative Energy Plane’s [Evil Spirit Sea], the Nine Hells’ [Sin Country], as well as the Universe Magic Pool. The difference was that the Demons themselves originated from the Abyssal Blood Pond. Each Demon Spawn was born from it.
There was a main Abyssal Blood Pond, but there were also some separate lesser Blood Ponds, but they were controlled by the powerful Demon Lords.
There were no more than ten Demon Lords that were in control of a Blood Pond.
Although Balkh’s father was a famous Demon Lord, he definitely wasn’t one of them.
Marvin narrowed his eyes. Since that was the case, where did Balkh get the ability to control Abyssal Blood Pond from?
It had to be known that the blood from the Abyssal Blood Pond carried endless Magic Power. These droplets of blood could melt any non-Demonic lifeform while raising the Demons’ power. If it was used on a Demonic Altar, it would charge it with additional energy.
No wonder Marvin felt that the altar seemed to become stronger.
Balkh was prepared to have a war of attrition with him.
…
After being shocked by the use of the Abyssal Blood Pond, Marvin didn’t dare to approach the altar.
He knew that now was the time where the Blood Energy was the most abundant, so going in would definitely end in a pretty bad outcome.
Six Shadow Dragons had been taken care of just like that. Balkh’s strength was quite fearsome.
No wonder none of the powerhouses of Eisengel wanted to take that mission.
It seemed like Balkh had support from someone other than his father.
Marvin once heard that just like the Evil Spirit Sea had its own wisdom, the Abyssal Blood Pond also had a faint will.
That will could choose some outstanding Demons and give them special treatment.
This was similar to Feinan’s Fate Sorcerers, who were chosen by the will of the plane.
Maybe Balkh was that “Fate-Chosen Demon”.
But in any case, Marvin’s mission was to eliminate Balkh, or else he could only obediently do a newcomer patrol.
Although the situation wasn’t good, Marvin felt that it still wasn’t beyond his abilities.
He contemplated for a few more moments before diving down decisively!
“You are courting death!” Balkh sneered.
He brandished his sinister sheep-head staff once more.
“Woosh!”
A Ghostly Death Ray shot out at Marvin!
The Royal Griffin burst open in mid air, its feathers flying in all directions!
A shadow fell to the ground and rolled over several times before disappearing from Balkh’s sight!!
T/N: Eternal Night Banish -> Eternal Night Seal
The originally noisy valley suddenly fell silent.
Marvin’s 200 points of Stealth along with a diversionary tactic let him disappear from Balkh’s eyes in an instant.
Although a Royal Griffin had a powerful constitution, it would still be vulnerable to the spells of a powerful Wizard.
In addition, it was Marvin’s first time using this kind of Shapechange skill, so he wasn’t very proficient in using this shape. Thus, he seemed to be at a disadvantage when facing the Demon Wizard Balkh.
Although his Human body wasn’t as powerful, it had extreme burst power.
Marvin was looking for an opportunity to deal with the Demon Wizard.
He had the ability, he just needed a chance to strike.
He hid in the shadows, silently prowling around the altar.
The altar shone with a dazzling light and a dense fog rose up. Balkh clearly wasn’t an idiot. Since he couldn’t tell where Marvin had disappeared to, he used magic to block the latter’s sight.
And like the previous one, that fog also had a corroding aura.
Marvin silently glanced at his logs and saw that a series of checks kept appearing.
He had no time to waste.
This fog might also be a way for Balkh to find his position. The longer he delayed, worse the situation would get for him.
The next second, Marvin disappeared from his spot!
Night Boundary!
“Woosh!”
A shadow charged at the Demonic Altar!
However, Balkh wasn’t confused by Marvin’s sudden attack, instead just laughing at him. “You dare to charge into a Demon Wizard Altar?”
“You’re screwed!”
Following his words, a dangerous aura appeared in the altar.
But Marvin was still very calm. He moved like a breeze and seemed dazzling in the muddy altar.
He made a complex step and arrived behind Balkh, putting his hand directly on Balkh’s body!
“Careless Demon.”
Just as Marvin’s voice echoed, Balkh felt his vision darken!
Legend Skill – Eternal Night Seal!
Every skill and specialty of the Ruler of the Night class was very rare and powerful.
Like the trump card Marvin just used, Eternal Night Seal!
This skill had a certain chance of sealing enemies into a space belonging to Marvin!
In that instant, the two people disappeared from the altar.
The Greater Demon apparently didn’t have much resistance to this kind of magic, and he also had no chance of casting a spell in response because of the speed of Marvin’s sneak attack!
Balkh only felt cold in the pitch black darkness!
“Do you still think you have a chance of success after being cut off from the altar?”
The cold voice echoed behind Balkh. Azure Leaf slashed down, cutting down Balkh into pieces!
It seemed that, as a Demon Wizard, Balkh’s physical body wasn’t very powerful.
But the scene that followed shocked Marvin.
After Balkh’s body fell apart, it turned into glass!
‘What? It’s a mirror image?’
‘Impossible! I definitely checked! It was the real thing!’
After managing to use Eternal Night Seal, he didn’t expect that Balkh could still escape.
This was simply too strange, because the moment Marvin touched him, he had been certain that it was Balkh’s main body.
Since that was the case, there was only one explanation.
Within the dark space, Marvin slowly shook his head and muttered, ‘This guy is crazy indeed.’
…
Back in the altar, a tall shadow resurrected once more!
But this time, Balkh’s expression seemed even more sinister than before!
He never thought he would be killed twice in a single day.
Although he could resurrect within the altar, the altar’s energy would be greatly weakened each time.
However, it wouldn’t damage him much.
What made him even angrier was that the second time he was killed, that Human managed to completely sever his connection to the altar!
That kind of frightening sealing ability was definitely something that few would ever be able to grasp.
If not for his special circumstances, he might have been unable to resurrect after that!
Thinking of this, Balkh’s heart became rather heavy.
He originally thought that it was like with the two previous Human Assassins, he only needed to prevent their sneak attack, and the rest would be easy. But he hadn’t expected that this guy still had such powerful cards to play.
There was quite a bit of a Devilish aura on his body. It seemed that it wasn’t without reason.
Many guesses flashed through Balkh’s head at this moment.
But he had to keep fighting anyway.
He shouted, “29th!”
The Magic Dragon that had been hovering around the edges of the altar warned, “Master, 29th isn’t fit for battle right now! His state seemed to be fluctuating when I woke him up. We might….”
Balkh abruptly ordered, “I need his ability!”
“I want to crush that Human!”
The Magic Dragon quickly answered, “As you wish.”
Its body suddenly swelled up!
At this moment, Marvin rescinded his Eternal Night Seal and appeared on the altar once again.
But he didn’t go after Balkh this time.
After the Eternal Night Seal didn’t manage to finish off Balkh, Marvin figured that Balkh would continue to linger around here.
This altar was far from an ordinary altar to Balkh!
‘That guy is just like a Lich, he bound his soul to the altar… This is a lunatic move!”
Marvin really couldn’t understand why a Greater Demon like Balkh would do that.
Could there be something mysterious about this valley that he was not yet aware of?
In any case, since Marvin already figured out the relation between Balkh and the altar, he wouldn’t foolishly go after Balkh again.
The altar was the key!
Only by destroying the altar would he be able to kill Balkh!
Marvin intended to leave with a Shadow Step, but who would have thought that just as he appeared on the altar, a powerful sticky texture adhered to him!
Shadow Step!
Failed!
Marvin was startled.
From the corner of his eyes, he noticed the Magic Dragon puffing up. Its mouth opened up extremely wide and an adult curled up in a fetal position came out from it.
He was emitting the sinister aura of the Abyss!
Marvin swore under his breath as he tried to break free and leave this place, but it was too late.
As Balkh’s laughter echoed, that prone man opened his eyes.
His eyes were amber-colored and he looked like an ordinary Human.
But the aura he leaked was definitely demonic!
What was even more frightening was the extreme density of the aura coming from his body!
It was even stronger than the aura of Greater Devil Balkh himself!
29th extended his right hand and put it on Marvin’s stiff shoulder.
Logs flashed before Marvin’s eyes:
[Your body is being invaded by Abyssal Corruption…]
[Abyssal Corruption: The target is forcibly corrupted.]
