Nightmare’s Call

The tall woman said with a rumbling voice.“Thank you, Fairy Mage Kaar, who had blessed us with the language understanding spell. While this is just a simple magic, to support so many people at the same time, the mana consumed must have been considerable.”

“You flatter me, captain.” A handsome white-skinned man responded respectfully. “This is my duty.”

“Next, we need to get the most basic of map of our surrounding…Who goes there?! ” Suddenly the tall woman’s eyes turned chilly, and looked at the dark corner to her right.

A figure in the dark corner seemed to have been startled by the woman’s voice, as a dark shadow darted out and appeared in the open space.

Under the moonlight, the dark shadow’s face was illuminated, and it was a seemingly ordinary young punk.

“I have smelt a very fragrant…smell… the flesh on your bodies…” A slightly avaracious gaze appeared in the punk’s distorted eyes.

“Who are you people? For you to have such nice-smelling flesh, you are making me…”

WHOOSH!!

Suddenly, a palm struck towards the punk’s cheek like lightning.

The latter sneered, revealing rows of razor sharp teeth in his mouth as he struck out at the same speed with his right hand, and catching the palm of his opponent.

Boom! !

The two clashed hard, and stepped back at the same time.

They could not do anything to each other.

“Interesting… are you the strongest in your group? Awesome, for you to be able to match up with me.”

A tinge of shock flashed past in the punk’s eyes, he was a Corpsedemon, a higher race that had surpassed humanity.

And the person that had struck him, looked like a petite young woman from her outline, but her strength and speed was no different to his.

“I’m sorry. I’m the weakest in our group.” The woman answered calmly.

She was not wrong.

Because, she was the only medic in the team…

And while she was just a medic, she was also a one-wing transcendent.

One need to know, during peaceful times, a one-wing darksider was a powerful leadership figure that could rule a side in the city.

And normal martial arts masters, even with firearms could not do anything to them.

But that was then, before the spread of the Holy Light, and now everyone of the transcendents in the holy city practices both holy light and dark powers.

The holy light could strengthen and heal themselves, while the dark powers could perform all sorts of attacks. To infest, to corrupt, to strike at one’s mind, or to materialize threads for attacks.

And the combat capability of even a one-wing transcendent now was far beyond the peaceful times.

Taking care of the lowest-level Genesis-level Corpsedemon was almost effortless.

“Weakest? Heh heh… that joke is not funny at all.” The punk shuddered as he laughed, yet he subconciously stepped back.

“Take him. We need to have detailed information about the transcendent groups here.” the tall female captain said.

Before the punk could even say anything, three black cloaked figures appeared before him in a flash, and surrounded him.

Three arms wrapped in faint white light charged at him at the same time.

As he was just about to leap up and break out, a rumbling call rang out in his ears.

“Holy Shock.”

As the clear voice faded away, the punk only saw a pure white light before his eyes.

After that he simply just passed out, and no longer knew that had happened.

“To be able to catch a wild animal like this just as we arrived, it seems like today is our lucky day.” The tall woman smiled as she grabbed the punk’s neck and lifted him up.

“Go, we need to prepare for the coming of the Prefects.”

“Understood!”

The group responded in unison.

At the same time.

Under the cover of night, strange crowds of black-cloaked figures had appeared around the city wall area that Pei Lin had taken photos of.

And all of these black cloaked persons had the mark of the Baekje flower on their cloaks.

And their appearance also attracted the attention of the wandering Nightprowler League’s Corpsedemons.

Any many Genesis-level Corpsedemons began to quickly gather towards the position of the black cloaks guided by the scent of blood.

And a series of battles of varying sizes was over before it even begun.

Aside from a few Line-level Corpsedemons that had managed to escape by luck, the rest of the Corpsedemons were completely wiped out.

A large number of black cloaks, after capturing a large number of Corpsedemons, had chose to execute them on the spot after some deliberation.

Most of them did not even treat the Corpsedemons as Transcendents, but instead regarded them as ordinary wild animals.

This was because the Genesis-level Corpsedemons could not even beat the weakest one-wing members. They were just garbage a tad bit stronger, faster, with sharp teeth, and that was it.

After a night had passed.

The vanguard teams comprised of lowl-level Transcendents that had prepared to sacrifice themselves had unexpectedly established an advance base without a hitch.

This was because this world to them, was just too weak.

And Pei Lin who knew nothing about this, was still immersed in her training of the Blackfeather training regime and could not pull herself out of it.

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At the same time.

In the fifth Darkspirit Cavern.

Above an endless brown ocean.

The Night Lord walked on water as he slowly closed in onto the cavern defenses of the Corpse Dragon of Destiny Clan.

He looked calm, and still wearing his black gold-patterned armor, with his thick cloak fluttering behind him.

“Sin Dragon Matriarch, do you plan to come out yourself, or do I need to invite you out personally?”

His voice was like thunder as the soundwave was transmitted into the sea, towards a mysterious direction.

But after he waited for a while, there was no response. The Night Lord was pissed, and suddenly reached out in a grasp.

BAM!!

A shapeless hand suddenly smashed against the waters deep.

BOOOMM!!!

He did not manage to find the cavern, but had instead alarmed a huge octopus filled with yellow tentacles.

He did not know when it was lying there, but seeing that it was bleeding all over from that strike from the Night Lord, it was not going to live any longer.

The Night Lord’s expression turned chilly, as his soul power pushes his mental power and senes deep into the sea.

And not too long after, he had sensed the cavern where the Sin Dragon Matriarch and her ilk resided.

But this cavern was empty, and there was nothing in there.

“They’ve escaped?” The Night Lord was a little dumbfounded.

But an even more disgusted look appeared on his face.

And so they ran, yet in this world that was enveloped in its entirety by the Holyspirit Palace, even if they ran, where could the Sin Dragon Matriarch and her Palatinate ilk run to?

“You better pray that you don’t get caught by me…” The Night Lord shook his cloak, and instantly disappeared above the brown sea.

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“Bringing destruction to another world is not my will, so… we should not send that many people from the Holyspirit Palace just yet. Only two thousand for now, and adapt to the world first before anything else.”

Lin Sheng gently tapped against the table, as he thought of a way to quickly gain the Source as possible.

“The Corpsedemons are the main players of that world, and it is maintained in order feast on the flesh of humans. So we could set up a basic framework first, and when the time comes, we can quickly lay a foundation in one explosive fell swoop.”

“Then the follow up teams will come in, and quickly occupy territories. But before that, we need to probe as to what level only will the Source starts to appear on its own volition?”

On a vast field outside the Holyspirit Palace where Lin Sheng was sitting, packed teams of Transcendents from various races had gathered here.

Tens of thousands of Ecclesiarchs, were all looking forward to go through the portal into a world without the Blacktide.

And the entire Holy Sanctum, was like a giant, lumbering machine that was slowly moving, as it generated a power beyond the imagination of ordinary persons.