Shadow Nine said to Shadow Ten, "In half an hour, the passage to the small Abyssal Plane trapping Gregory will open. Take him there. Maxen and Joseph know that Thor will be accompanying you."
"Okay!"
Shadow Nine continued,
"This kid has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. Listen to him on the way."
"Alright!"
Even with these instructions, Shadow Nine still felt uneasy.
Shadow Ten was respectful in front of Shadow Nine, but as a powerful Lord-level warrior, he certainly had his own personality.
Shadow Nine had no doubt that Shadow Ten would protect Thor with his life. But expecting Shadow Ten to follow Mike's every command was unrealistic.
After a mont's hesitation, a withered hand extended from the black mist, tossing an emblem into Shadow Ten's shadow.
Mike was slightly surprised when he received the emblem and asked, "What's this?"
The mont Shadow Ten saw the emblem, his pupils contracted, and his eyes filled with shock.
Shadow Nine was actually willing to give this to Thor?!
This emblem indicated a deep bond between Thor and Shadow Nine, far beyond what Shadow Ten had imagined.
Could it be that Shadow Nine was taking on another apprentice?
Seeing Mike's confusion, Shadow Ten explained,
"This is a Shadow Sigil. Seeing this emblem is like seeing Shadow Nine himself."
In simple terms, this was the supre sigil of [Guardian Shadow]!
Mike raised an eyebrow, feeling like he was being designated as a successor.
Handing the [Shadow Sigil] to Mike not only represented Shadow Nine's trust but also served to restrain Shadow Ten and other mbers of Guardian Shadow!
Shadow Nine glanced outside, "There's still so ti. Did you bring the materials? Give them to this kid."
"I brought them."
Shadow Ten took out two sets of materials, placing them on the ground, allowing his shadow to engulf them.
He had brought two skeletons, both SSS-grade materials.
One was the skeleton of a [Fly Laughing Wolf], and the other was from a [Venomous Shadow Cat].
Both creatures, once matured, possessed Lord-tier combat power, making them extrely difficult to hunt. It had taken Shadow Ten considerable effort.
With the materials in hand, Mike imdiately had Nightmare's Breeze consu them.
Equipnt: Nightmare's Breeze (Lv.200)
Tier: SSS
Durability: 9.854%
Attributes: Agility 9854, Strength 9854, Constitution 9854
Physical/Magical Defense: 9854
Perks:
[I'm Broken]: Please fix , I really miss being intact
[I Can Fly]: Ignores all terrain restrictions, allows flight
[Picky Eater]: Consuming too many similar SSS-grade materials gradually weakens their repair effects
[Three Elent Mastery]: Choose any three elents, all spell effects 98.54%
[Chaos Shift]: 10% chance to trigger Chaos Shift effect with each spell cast
[Cerberus Phantom]: Summon a Cerberus Phantom (Lv.200) to fight for you. After being
defeated, it needs 25 minutes to recover before it can fight again.
[Chaos Claw Tiger Phantom]: Summon a Chaos Claw Tiger Phantom (Lv.200) to fight for you. After being defeated, it needs 25 minutes to recover before it can fight again.
The two SSS-grade materials increased the cloak's durability to nearly 10%, almost doubling its attributes.
Additionally, it gained a sowhat useless perk, [I Can Fly].
Mike summoned Cerberus and the Chaos Claw Tiger, noticing significant changes in both!
Cerberus now had wings on its back, granting it true flight capabilities.
It no longer needed to use its heads as propellers.
The Chaos Claw Tiger's claws glead with a cold light, adding poison to its attacks!
Both summons were now close to Chief-tier in strength.
Together, Cerberus and the Chaos Claw Tiger could even challenge a Chief!
After recalling his pets, Mike chatted with Shadow Ten to get to know his companion for this mission.
Shadow Ten said solemnly, "My na is Amari. I co from a rich African heritage."
"Alright, Amari, just call Thor."
Mike's primary task on this trip was to ensure his own safety while rescuing Professor
Gregory.
Neither Professor Gregory, himself, nor anyone else should die!
That was Mike's plan.
"I wonder how Professor Gregory is doing now."
By now, they had been trapped in the small Abyssal Plane for nearly forty-eight hours.
...
In an unnad small Abyssal Plane.
Ford from fragnts of the fourth abyss during its purification, it had successfully trapped Gregory and Shadow Eleven under the fifth demon god's influence.
The place was shrouded in mist, giving it an eerie atmosphere.
By a cliff, an old man held a piece of chalk, writing and drawing on the cliff face, seemingly
calculating sothing.
Professor Gregory's brow was furrowed, his chalk continuously writing line after line of data, muttering to himself.
Not far from him lay a al, already cold.
Fully engrossed in his work, Professor Gregory had clearly forgotten he was only level 60,
even forgetting to eat.
The chalk stopped at a certain point, and Gregory's train of thought broke.
"No, no."
He shook his head repeatedly, then called out without turning,
"Eleven, collect the data again!"
"Alright."
Shadow Eleven's voice responded, and he began running the data as instructed by Professor
Gregory.
"Thirty-seventh experint record."
"1000-ter free fall, no resistance, took 9.8 seconds!"
"Nearby 3000 ters refreshed demon creatures, three at level 550, twelve at level 500...."
"Demon aura concentration: Grade A."
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This had been repeated dozens of tis over the past two days.
Trapped in the small Abyssal Plane, with Shadow Eleven's protection, Professor Gregory's life
was not in danger.
However, due to his weak strength, moving recklessly could easily be affected by the mist's illusions and other attacks, so he had to stay put and wait for rescue.
During this ti, Professor Gregory had Shadow Eleven assist in collecting data, treating it as
a way to pass the ti.
After collecting all the data, Shadow Eleven added, "Professor Gregory, take a break. The
rescue is on its way. I can feel the passage connecting Earth and the Abyssal Plane will open
soon."
Gregory ignored him, looking up at the data on the wall.
Line after line of numbers flashed through his mind, countless thoughts racing,
"46 hours ago, a 1000-ter free fall took 10.3 seconds...."
"The frequency of demon creature births has increased, but the upper limit of their strength
remains unchanged, with overall quality lower..."
"Demon aura concentration dropped from Grade S to Grade B, then rose to Grade A..."
To Gregory, these data were chaotic!
Each piece of data pointed to a different conclusion, with no clear pattern.
The only thing he could discern: sothing was wrong!
Very wrong!
Crack-
In his distraction, Gregory applied too much force, breaking the chalk and scraping his
knuckles against the cliff, peeling off a layer of skin.
At that mont, he realized sothing.
"Stay away! Tell them to stay away!"
Gregory, disheveled and unkempt, his eyes blazing, shouted hoarsely, "This isn't a small
Abyssal Plane!"
All the data in his mind ford a massive pattern, ultimately revealing the truth.
"This is... an evolving dium-sized Abyssal Plane!"
"This is a trap, a trap designed for Thor!"
Gregory's voice carried a hint of despair, "Once the Abyssal Plane fully evolves, a demon god
will be born, and everyone who steps into the trap... will die!"
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