"Although we sisters don’t have the best relationship, we are ntor and disciple, and will likely cooperate frequently in the future. However, this ti it’s a matter of fate, I won’t hold back, and I hope you won’t either," said the High Elf Thief.
"Well said. We failed last ti together on the path of the strong. I thought we could continue to cooperate, but the ntor asked us to compete. Although I don’t understand the ntor’s intentions, there must be a deeper aning, so we must give it our all," the Undead Thief also said. Even though she was undead, her skin was exceptionally pale, with a pathological beauty. And the undead talent is strong,
"Let’s rely on our own ans then." Everyone went in one after another.
When it was just Li Yao and the Enchantress left, Li Yao asked: "Not bad, it seems you guys have a decent relationship."
The Enchantress shook her head: "It’s more like healthy competition. It’s not necessarily a great relationship, since we haven’t spent much ti together, so there’s not much deep feelings. However, we’ve cooperated a few tis, and the relationship can only be said to be decent."
"That’s still good then," Li Yao said.
"Yes, it’s not bad. I’ve heard of people fighting tooth and nail to compete for the first successor of the ntor," the Enchantress said. "Alright, let’s go in too."
The two entered the illusory portal at the sa ti, followed by a wave of dizziness.
Once conscious again, Li Yao found himself in a dark environnt.
Clang, Li Yao moved slightly and realized his body was shackled with chains, feeling unbearably heavy.
Li Yao looked elsewhere and found the place seed like a prison, his legs bearing shackles.
On the other side of the cell was the Enchantress, leaning against the wall unconscious, and to Li Yao’s surprise, her appearance had changed.
Strange runes appeared on her face, and small horns had grown on her head.
Li Yao quickly took out a mirror and saw he too had changed, his skin roughened, his body taller, and he also had nacing horns and markings on his body.
Li Yao glanced at the system prompt and found it had notified him half an hour ago.
"System: Sacrificed by unknown creatures using ritual ans, transford into half-demon being, removal thods unknown. Transformation stage, physique enhanced by 25%, bloodsucking ability increased 300, all personal skills altered, rejected by the main dinsion."
Li Yao wasn’t surprised, as being transported into a crumbling sub-dinsion naturally results in various mutations and unexpected situations; such a collapsing dinsion can exhibit countless unpredictable events, even relatively safe modes of transport can’t avoid them.
Li Yao summoned the chanical Avatar, which had also transford, resembling a tall demon or minotaur.
The large sword in hand directly severed the chains on both Li Yao and the Enchantress’s feet, yet the Enchantress remained unconscious.
Li Yao noticed there were indeed others in the cells too, but they weren’t the Enchantress’s sister disciples; there were many players, and even more other creatures.
Due to limited vision, Li Yao could only discern the situation in a few cells; they were also asleep.
Li Yao made an attempt and found no matter what he did, he couldn’t awaken the Enchantress. He checked the ti, realizing even he had been unconscious for half an hour.
Li Yao was a bit impatient, not due to lack of patience but because the situation hinted at so oddity, though he couldn’t make any judgnts due to scanty knowledge; a single ritual wasn’t enough to deduce much.
However, one thing was certain: the unknown creatures converted them with no benevolent intentions, being in a dark cell without knowing what will happen next.
Moreover, two hours of observation allowed Li Yao to completely understand the patrol creatures’ patterns.
Indeed, the seemingly empty cells had prison guards, constantly in stealth mode, and only with the Pupil Skill could Li Yao capture their bizarre figuration.
Li Yao slung the Enchantress on his back, imdiately feeling the elastic softness against him, yet devoid of any other thoughts, he kicked the cell door, producing a loud sound in the originally empty cell.
Swoosh!
A patrol creature that was far away suddenly appeared nearby, revealing its shape.
It was a terrifying, emaciated creature, similar to humans but lean, tall, and hunched, its clothes in tatters, even becoming strips.
In their hand was a Ghost lamp, their skin resembling dried bark, eyes muddy, like the living dead.
"Awoken, you’ve actually awoken, a sacrifice less, why can you awaken, being an obedient sacrifice is much better, now you’ve made waste effort."
The creature’s voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if it hadn’t spoken in many years, even more striking was they used ancient common language.
In ancient tis, there were two languages, Void language, brought by ancient gods. While ancient common language was essentially Titan language, for them to use Titan language signified the antiquity of this dinsion.
"Who are you, what is this place, how did I get here," Li Yao also replied in Titan language.
"Hehehe, an outsider knows our language, truly extraordinary. If it were in old tis, maybe we could communicate a bit, but now the dinsion is about to collapse, you outsiders are the best sacrifices. Through your flesh and soul to awaken the ancient and mighty Amon, you should feel honored, still sleep, sleep, in dreams you will enter the most blissful world."
The strange being’s voice seed to carry a magic power, unconsciously deepening one’s mind.
Seeing Li Yao’s body swayed, eyes losing their luster, the creature exposed a bizarre smile, the lamp in hand unleashed countless blue light spots.
However, just as the creature manipulated the lamp’s Soul Power to its critical point, a brilliant light descended.
The creature scread as its form flew away at an angle, crashing into a distant sturdy wall.
And the chanical Avatar positioned where the creature had stood, Li Yao regained his spirit, no trace of bewildernt: "Trying to control with spiritual power, naïve."
Boom!
The lamp suddenly shimred, the creature’s form vanished, yet its wounds were too severe, continuously oozing purple-black blood, completely exposing its location.
Although the imnse gravity limited agility sowhat, the opponent’s agility was ordinary too.
The chanical Avatar’s toes tapped, charging toward where the creature was.
"Impossible, how can your outsider weapon injure ."
He retreated rapidly, but rushing over was a feint. Midway, the chanical Avatar’s form vanished, then descended from above the creature.
The creature’s mind was stunned, seeing the chanical Avatar rushing forward, it responded similarly, yet the chanical Avatar descended from above...
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