Chapter 955: A Variable from the Netherworld (4k>>)
The Necro-Sewer Demon Rororo was one of the trump cards that Professor Steven Harvey had prepared specifically for this operation.
He had borrowed Eralganie’s Brain in a Jar to reprogram Rororo’s memories, replacing his creator, Lich Rune Ragnar, with himself in Rororo’s mind.
With this foundation, Steven Harvey gained control over the Necro-Sewer Demon Rororo and discovered many unique techniques belonging to Lich Rune Ragnar from his body.
During this confrontation with the giant elephant, he saw the unfavorable situation and released the sealed Necro-Sewer Demon Rororo from the Ball of Truth.
Despite the Necro-Sewer Demon Rororo’s power, it met a tragic end. Its immense vitality was absorbed by the giant elephant, and even its Void Magic Sword failed to inflict any substantial damage on the massive creature.
Finally, the last remaining head was also crushed by the enraged giant elephant.
But its sacrifice was not in vain.
Steven Harvey and Hayley Saint Meredith used it as a shield, successfully rescuing Hugo Houston, and then lured the giant elephant far away from their team.
Both of them managed to escape safely.
Steven Harvey and Hayley Saint Meredith were also injured.
However, their injuries were nothing compared to Hugo Houston’s.
During the process of sending Hugo Houston down the Mountain of the Saints, their injuries entered the final stages of recovery.
Before this, the Bloody Saint Maiden would never have imagined that she would someday collaborate with a Necromancer, and their first collaboration proved to be so well-matched that they excelled unexpectedly in battle.
They now shared a common combat experience, which somewhat eased their surface-level tensions.
After leaving the Mountain of the Gods, Hayley Saint Meredith immediately summoned members of the Church of the Saints and handed the unconscious Hugo Houston over to them.
Then, she called upon Professor Harvey and decisively returned to the Mountain of the Gods.
In the cave:
Dak and his group entered the selected cave under the guidance of the Magical Beast, Goddess of Heartful Eyes.
There were clear traces of the crawler species’ ravages in the cave, but all the crawlers were either dead or had fled long ago.
Various toxins and pathogens scattered throughout the cave did not affect them because they had taken the magic potion made by Professor Kazel.
The cave faced north, and their path led northward.
They continued moving forward without obstacles until they reached their first fork in the road.
Even if there were ten or a hundred forks, as long as one of them emitted divine aura, Dak and his group would not get lost.
They stayed only briefly before finding the correct path and continuing forward.
Afterward, traces of crawler activity reappeared in the cave, and they encountered their first ambush since entering.
Although the ambush was unsuccessful, it set the stage for more.
Crawlers began appearing frequently, attacking them.
As they delved deeper, the strength of the crawlers increased.
Eventually, they encountered a crawler unlike any they had seen in open spaces—a creature with two horns, resembling a subterranean dragon.
Even Professor Kazel, with his vast knowledge, could not identify these creatures. They were powerful, each individual stronger than a Second-tier Mana Spirit, with some special individuals reaching up to nine stars.
Their vast vitality far surpassed ordinary mana spirits.
But that was all.
If they had encountered other people, these crawlers might have become synonymous with “terror.”
However, they were up against the strongest batch of magi among humans.
The Twin Holy Knights led the way, cutting down every crawler they encountered with swift precision.
Even the special individuals, who were nearly nine-star strong, did not last a single round.
Their strength already exceeded the Third Tier, and their maximum potential was extremely high.
More powerful crawlers continued to attack, but they were all eliminated by the group.
Dak and his companions merely rode the Storm Magic Carpet, following along. This journey was much longer than expected.
After entering the cave, they chose numerous forks, slaying countless monsters, and advanced for two hours before finally reaching their destination.
Emerging from that cave, they suddenly saw a large, bright cavern.
Countless stalactites hanging from the ceiling emitted a snow-white jade-like glow, illuminating the entire cavern.
Contrary to the bright environment, the darkness aura emanating from the cavern could drive weaker beings insane instantly.
And the source of this intense darkness aura was located right at the center of the cavern!
At the center of the cavern, on a structure resembling an altar naturally formed by rock formations, floated a pitch-black, luminous treasure.
The treasure was about the size of a fist, shrouded in dark magic mist. It emitted a dark and evil aura, yet it was imbued with divinity. Large cracks had formed in the surrounding rock walls due to geological changes.
The divine aura leaking from other caves was likely coming through those cracks.
And the route leading here was uniquely singular. Dak and his group followed this route.
“Since this is a divine artifact of the Darkness attribute, not a living being like the Demeter’s Flower!”
Dak looked at the dark treasure from afar, his heart pounding.
By now, he could clearly perceive the treasure’s aura.
Apart from its overwhelming darkness and divine essence, he also sensed a very familiar aura—it closely resembled the aura of the Underworld Fire!
“Why is there a netherworld treasure in the underground caverns of the Mountain of the Gods?”
Dak was shocked and simultaneously filled with curiosity. His gaze was fixed entirely on the dark treasure, completely overlooking the guardian beast—a ferocious dragon!
[The new moon tickets are few, so I won’t mention them. I’ll write more today, then go to sleep. Goodnight.]
