Chapter 927: Chapter 926: Dark Denizens Chapter 927: Chapter 926: Dark Denizens By shifting the mory images in his brain, Han Dong discovered a team whose powers were quite suspicious.
In the City of the Gods, the slaves’ abilities originated from “Black Water.”
Most of them exhibited physical transformations, and a minority could manipulate various types of magic; however, when activating magic, their arms would protrude black veins.
However, the team’s abilities were very strange.
When pursued by Terror Source Monsters, they would rge part of their bodies with the darkness.
Because of such a fusion, the darkness would transform into swimming tentacles, carrying them swiftly forward, dodging the execution at critical monts.
“Count, can you tell what kind of demon this is?”
“The darkness… Indeed, it might be related to the final objective of your human expedition.
But this ability to rge with the darkness, any demon that even slightly involves the darkness could achieve it, it’s difficult to determine.”
“That doesn’t sound right?
During the competition, everyone’s abilities were restricted to [5%]… Even Miss Mary couldn’t reach a demon’s standard, rging with the darkness under such restraint must be a purer dark entity? Can we narrow it down?”
“This…”
Seeing the Count hesitate, Han Dong imdiately switched to another ‘Knowledge Base’ and called out:
“Miss Mary, co over here quickly.”
The Count inside him imdiately beca displeased, “If this Count can’t deduce it, can that mother toad know? Just a waste of ti…”
Accompanied by Han Dong’s call.
Squish squash~ The sound of wet footprints followed.
Soon after, a moist and slippery touch ca from his side.
Upon taking off the Skull Ritual, he saw two watery big eyes staring at him…
Maritzis had moved directly from the bathtub to the bed.
Due to the domain effect, the water stains on her body didn’t wet the bed but kept her skin constantly slippery.
“What is it?”
“Hmm… I found a team suspected of being demons; co check.”
“Let see.”
The mont Maritzis put on the Skull Ritual, the clear water on her body completely stopped… even so toad-like tentacles were faintly visible.
Maritzis concluded, “These should be… Dark Denizens.
There’s no mistake, still able to use darkness to flee despite nearly being restrained, they must be demons born of the darkness, worshipping that unattainable ‘Chaos Walker.’
Right! Before your human expeditionary army entered the wetlands, didn’t you occupy Perugia City? The rats in that city worship the sa Old King as these Dark Denizens.”
“Hmm?” Han Dong was suddenly startled, recalling his experience in Perugia City, and unconsciously uttered the na of the Ancestor Return lord, “Ramsden M Wazki…”
“You still know that cunning rat’s na? Were you involved in the siege battle?”
“Hmm… This rat had created avatars for receiving guests outside, while the main body hid in the city’s abyss among the piles of trash.
Completely abandoned its previous form, turning into a brain-like structure, vaguely touching upon the myth.
Unfortunately, it was executed early by and Dumps.”
Upon hearing this, Maritzis abruptly took off the Skull Ritual.
Her eyes widened, her round eyes even sprouted a third toad eye on her tongue to observe Han Dong closely, flickering with confusion and disbelief.
“That rat was killed by you?”
Confusion, doubt, and disbelief.
Despite having known Han Dong for a long ti and confirming his uniqueness… in Maritzis’s view, the rat of Perugia City wasn’t just any newly ford Ancestor Return.
In the central European region, that rat was a well-esteed Ancestor Return, and quite renowned.
Capitalizing on the City of Arts – Perugia’s exposure, it often invited various demons to visit the city.
If Maritzis were to face that rat alone, the chances of her loss would be significant.
“I can’t say it was entirely by our efforts.
“I could only say that my friend and I forced that Mouse into its true form and managed to defeat it with difficulty.”
“We pushed it to embrace madness voluntarily, forcibly absorbing the madness within the ‘Door’ and transforming into a huge monster that had rged with the Land Deed. It was then executed by the Siege Forces that arrived subsequently.”
“To think that we could corner that Mouse to forsake itself… No wonder Dumps approached alone and even tried to start a Land Deed war.”
“But all of that is in the past now, and I won’t hold it against him.”
Maritzis had long since stopped thinking about the Land Deed war and was now focused on other matters.
Now that everything was clear, Han Dong smiled, “Well, let’s set aside the matters of Perugia for now.”
“Since ‘Fifth Squad’ and the Mouse in Perugia City worship the sa Old King, I might try stirring things up.”
“Stir up what?”
“You will know when the ti cos… Let’s not worry about them for now.”
Having confird the identity of ‘Fifth Squad’ and their allegiance, Han Dong eliminated the uncertainties in his plan.
Just from this issue alone, Maritzis proved to be very reliable… After all, as an Ancestor Body, she had glimpsed a wealth of ancient knowledge through the ‘Gate of Truth’, naturally knowing more things than the Count.”
At that mont,
Maritzis tugged at the corner of Han Dong’s clothing, “Do you want to go to the bathroom with ?”
“Sure…”
Having resolved one issue, Han Dong felt quite happy.
Before heading to the so-called ‘Forbidden Land’, Han Dong needed to develop the ‘mobile power supply.’
“Co on, hurry…”
Maritzis actively pulled Han Dong towards the bathroom…
Just as the Count, who felt sowhat humiliated by not being able to solve the problem and being resolved by another demon, was about to say sothing,
Buzz!
Connection severed.
Han Dong, as the main consciousness, sealed off all of the Count’s connections with the outside world.
In the consciousness space of the brain, the Count, sitting under the Talent Tree, was so angry that a trace of fresh blood trickled from his eye sockets.
He thought of various ‘indescribable’ curses, but felt these words were insufficient to vent his anger.
Finally, he thought of a more appropriate phrase commonly used by humans.
“You scumbag!”
…
Ti flew by.
Han Dong, as a ‘Probationary Priest’, had already spent three days and nights in the library attached to the Black Pyramid, completing all his basic needs there… He was completely imrsed in the scientific books of the City of Gods.
During his reading, Han Dong even conceived over twenty key points that could be used for writing papers, each guaranteed to have an impact factor above 15.
Today.
Han Dong had been in the library for two hours when he received a summons from the High Priest of Fear.
“This material you requested has cost quite a bit of Contribution Value… This ‘Black Stone Mold’ even required to vouch for it in my capacity as a High Priest.
I want to see what Heize Zeppelin can create with it.”
As they were about to head to the common slave activity area,
Tutramon removed his gold mask, representative of his identity, and replaced it with a white one.
“It’s better not to watch change masks, as it may severely affect your ntal state for the next week…”
“Okay.”
As Han Dong turned his head, he heard a sound of fleshy pulling.
It was as if the gold mask was completely stuck to the High Priest’s face, and it almost seed like sothing had burst out from under the mask, only to be quickly restrained and replaced by a more common white mask.
“Let’s go…”
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