Age of Adepts

With a chirping ghostly cry from the old witch doctor, the giant mosquito flapped its transparent thin wings and buzzed into a stream of light, swiftly circling around the hut.

With only a few flexes of its fingers, it flew all over the corners of the mushroom hut, not even sparing the dark nooks and crannies in the corners.

But unfortunately, it didn't find anything!

Listening sideways to the muffled buzzing from the giant mosquito that landed on his shoulder, Yike was also a little suspicious.

Was it really the holy weapon sensing the wrong thing? However, this giant mosquito was cultivated by his own hands and was naturally good at detecting and sensing any scent of life. If there was really an outside enemy infiltrating the area, it would be impossible for the giant mosquito to find it....

All these contradictions made the old witch doctor Yike also have to mutter a bit.

After using some more minor sorcery to detect the sound of the spear, and still not finding anything, the old witch doctor was convinced that the sound of the spear was most likely a false alarm. As for the reason for the false alarm, it could only be attributed to the misty and unpredictable providence....

Relieved, Jeck prodded and grabbed the giant mosquito with a gentle shake, and the other strangely reincarnated as a puppet. Hanging it around his waist, Yerk stood up in form, and with a shaky, withered arm outstretched, he tried to pull out the dripping spear of blood that had been stuck upside down among the offerings.

But the moment its spirit slackened a little, a strange black humanoid devil suddenly emerged from the mass of pitch-black shadows beneath it. The sharp claws mounted on its left and right arms silently pierced in from the left side of its waist-eye and the back of its head, and swiftly churned and vibrated inside.

There was an enemy....

A strong death instinct instantly enveloped Yike's mind.

By the time it realized the danger, the Shadow Demon's attack had landed on top of its body and exploded with full force.

Two just the right amount of shadow power came through the front of the sharp claws and exploded straight through Yerk's heart and skull, instantly snuffing out its life force in a daze.

Yike didn't even have a chance to resist, his body shook, then slowly softened, and was gently 'covered' by the Shadow Demon to sit down again.

The Shadow Demon assisted Yerk's corpse so that it was tilted against the stone wall, and closed its furiously open eyes again. From a distance, an outsider would only think that the old wizard of Yerk had passed out due to overwork, and where would they think that it had actually been assassinated.

After setting up the scene, the Shadow Demon, with a single flutter, took the blood-dripping spear in the center of the stone hall and put it into his storage ring. Then with a flicker of his body, he lurked out of the mushroom hut.

In order to create this 4th stage Shadow Demon, Grim had made a lot of effort.

Not to mention the storage ring, even the few dark treasures that had just arrived, Grim had not skimped on the Shadow Demon's body.

Shadow Ring...Breath of Darkness....

Both of these Level 4 Sorcery Weapons could be on Shadow Demon's body.

In addition to that, even the Shadow Jewel, Grim had Shadow Demon bring it over.

It couldn't be helped, trying to run into the lair of an indigenous god to fight without something to take out couldn't hold down the field.

However, casually slaughtering a 3rd-rank old guy and getting a 4th-rank magic weapon, this was a pretty good deal!

Anyway, with that Feathered Serpent God's strength, it would be impossible for him to create a higher-ranked magical weapon. Even this blood-dripping spear in front of him was probably a 4th-grade holy weapon that that Feathered Serpent God had spent a hundred years of faith to create.

The reason why it was placed here at Old Witch Doctor Yike was for the convenience of descending as well.

The Feathered Serpent God hadn't stepped out of its lair for thousands of years, and everything that happened in the troll kingdom was discussed between the troll chief and Yike. Only when they encountered those difficult matters that were difficult to resolve, the trolls would pray to the Feather Serpent God for strength.

And this 4th-grade holy weapon was the basis for its power projection.

By virtue of the power of the Dripping Blood Spear, that Feathered Serpent God was able to project its power almost intact beyond its lair. In this way, it could radiate its power to almost any corner of the Troll Kingdom without leaving home.

Of course, the premise was that the Dripping Blood Spear was under the control of the Troll Clan.

Now that the Dripping Blood Spear was in the hands of the Shadow Demon, that Feathered Serpent God would have one less weapon at hand if it wanted to exert its power.

That's a good thing for Grim, who's bent on coming to blows, anyway!

The Shadow Demon transformed into a cloud of shadows, constantly jumping and moving from shadow to shadow. Sometimes in the shadows behind a stone pillar, sometimes in the shadows underneath a troll guard cruising with a spear, sometimes in the shadows of a leaping torch....

No matter how small the shadows were, they could be the space where the Shadow Demon resided.

Looking out and observing from all angles of the shadow space, the world that one saw was so strangely distorted that it was completely different from what Grim had seen with human vision in the past. This was clearly unacceptable to Grim's human habits. But the Shadow Demon appeared to be at ease with it, even somewhat free as a fish in water.

Often times, the Shadow Demon would choose to be attached to the shadows beneath a certain Troll Patrol, watching through a shadowy, illusory gray barrier as two large black footpads paddled around their heads, and then silently observing the gray world that was constantly vibrating and swaying around them through the gap between the other's legs.

This vision, this perception, simply made Grim feel dizzy!

In terms of controlling the power of shadows, the Shadow Demon's natural potential was clearly much higher than Grim's.

Therefore, Grim didn't go over the top to personally control the Shadow Demon's body, but instead controlled its every move with a single giant and subtle command.

This time, the Shadow Demon dived into no other place, but the magnificent temple that stood high on top of the city.

Here, those responsible for cruising with spears would no longer be ordinary troll warriors and troll hunters. The ones who could step foot in the temple and defend the Feathered Serpent God in the sacred realm were carefully selected Tier 2 Trolls.

However, their cruising range was the perimeter of the divine temple, but they did not dare to set foot inside the temple for half a step.

Therefore, when the Shadow Demon emerged from the shadows beneath one of the temple guards, the next hiding space it chose was inside the huge shadow cast by the tall temple's thick stone pillars on the jade white floor.

Through this shadow, Shadow Demon, Grim was able to slowly extend his spiritual perception into the great hall.

The palace was empty, not a single human figure could be seen.

But in the center of the palace, a giant stone platform was placed, and on it stood a lifelike, living creature-like statue of a giant feathered snake.

The cold scaly armor, the spindle-shaped strange body, the spreading strange wings, the glad snake tail that coiled behind it, the sharp and terrifying fangs, the strange vertical pupils that glittered with cold auras....

It was obviously just a stone statue, but in Grim's eyes, there was already a hint of the unique soul breath of a higher-order life. And as it stood pinned on top of the stone platform in the center of the main hall, its faint spiritual fluctuations had covered every inch of space here, leaving no chance for anyone to sneak in at all.

If Grim and Shadow Demon's breath wasn't completely fused with the shadow breath projected by the stone pillar, it would have been difficult to conceal it from the stone statue's impeccable spirit perception.

At this point, Grim didn't even dare to let out even the slightest bit of his breath, and could only use Shadow Demon as a springboard to passively perceive everything within the palace.

That Feathered Serpent God wasn't here, but there must be a spatial singularity here that led directly to its lair.

Don't ask Grim how he knew that, because that's what Alice told him.

As for how did Alice know that? Hehe, to put it bluntly, ever since Alice had advanced to level 4, this otherworldly native god had no privacy in her eyes. Even if it was necessary, Alice could even 'peek' at how she favored those male Feathered Serpent guards under her command.

The profession of the Destiny Witch, although somewhat weak in terms of combat power, was intimidatingly strong in 'some' way!

According to Alice's description, that spatial singularity was located within the Feathered Serpent Statue's chest and abdomen.

It was hollow there, and there was no problem at all in accommodating a spatial singularity the size of a finger's stomach.

If it was just Grim alone, it would be extremely difficult to sneak into the other party's lair without the Feathered Serpent God's spiritual consciousness attached to the statue.

It was by no means even possible.

But now, with the assistance of the Shadow Demon, it became easy and comfortable.

At Grim's command, the Shadow Jewel that the Shadow Demon had hidden within its body underwent a slight tremor.

Without a sound, the entire temple space where shadows existed could not help but create a tiny ripple. Although this force was tiny, it could not be hidden from the Feather Serpent God's spiritual consciousness.

Almost at the instant the Shadow Force 'rippled', the Feathered Serpent God's proprioceptive consciousness betrayed itself.

The bizarre vertical pupil of the tall Feathered Serpent God's statue Ug lit up, and a large and surging spiritual consciousness instantly enveloped the entire temple and swiftly quelled the sudden shadow fluctuation.

Hmm? Was it a strange device created by some enemy, or was there something wrong with the shadow realm that affected this place?

With all the doubts, the Feathered Serpent God's proprioceptive consciousness transformed into a dense web and swiftly scanned the entire temple, but still didn't find anything abnormal.

There was no enemy... then it was something that had gone wrong there in the Shadow Realm that had spread to the Material Plane!

If placed in the past, the cautious Feathered Serpent God would have tried to extend its mental energy to the Shadow Realm to investigate the cause of the fluctuation of the Shadow Power. But the long-term loss of mental and physical strength had made it lazy and tired as well.

Plus, as soon as it left, the little life in the giant egg within the mysterious lair began to get restless.

All these circumstances also made the Feathered Serpent God become restless, turning around and returning to the lair without bothering to find out the cause of the fluctuation of the Shadow Power.

And where did it know that the moment its own consciousness projected out and crossed the spatial singularity, a fellow more adept at concealing power had already slipped into its lair in a dignified manner.

In the gap between it possessing the statue to find its enemy, the Shadow Demon Scroll with Grim's spiritual consciousness had silently arrived in that singularity space.