The Abyss Members' Excitement, a New Discovery

In the game "YGGDRASIL", World Item are formed from the "leaves" that were destroyed by the World Tree.

Each one possesses power comparable to an entire world.

certainly.

In the game, this is just a rather unusual item, but when World Item appears in New World, its original effects will more or less change.

In particular, World Item that are left unclaimed and lost somewhere in the world are very likely to cause special natural phenomena.

Tang Zheng was about to investigate.

Within the "Rieslert" tribe, are there any unusual natural phenomena or things beyond the comprehension of ordinary people?

The Lionman Priest's answer was "No."

This vast grassland does not have complex terrain. Although the 12 tribes are not completely unified, they still have contact and communication with each other.

If there were any unusual natural phenomena, the Lionman Priest, as the leader of the strongest tribe, would surely be aware of them.

no way.

Tang Zheng could only investigate the history of the "Rieslert" tribal kingdom, hoping to find the answer there.

The Priest of a tribe holds a very special position. In some respects, he knows more about the tribe's history than the deceased "King" Anriel.

--"Inveria Kingdom"

These past few days, Evileye has been staying in the decaying Royal Capital. Although it is full of ruins, it fills him with a sense of nostalgia.

"Hiss!"

"Awoo!"

Two Undead Zombie, one strong and the other thin, were grayish-black in color, and they occasionally let out low growls.

Under the "Undead Control" of Evileye, they arrived at a small cave hidden in the woods behind the former castle.

The trees here are long gone.

It's completely bare!

In Evileye's memory, this was where he and Nastasha used to play hide-and-seek as children. Although the entire castle has been reduced to ruins, this little cave has been preserved by chance.

It's probably because it's just a stone cave.

The space wasn't large; she was probably the only one who knew about it.

Nastasha was her personal maid, and also the highest-ranking of all the maids, with whom she had a very close relationship.

Looking at his father and mother, who were placed in the stone cave.

"I couldn't find Nastasha; she was originally imprisoned with my father and mother."

Evileye, his unpretentious, childlike tone revealing a strange sadness. "He must have been used as an experiment by that Undead."

"Nastasha was probably my only friend. I originally wanted to kill that Undead myself to avenge her."

"I was worried that the Undead still be useful to that Dragon Lords, so I didn't act immediately. But he's dead now; he was killed by that Dragon Lords."

"Yes, we encountered that Dragon Lords by chance some time ago. He's a powerful and mysterious figure, but he's not in any danger right now, so don't worry."

"That Dragon Lords said he considered me a friend... I don't know if it's true or not, after all, dragons are always an arrogant race."

"By the way, I've made some friends recently and joined an adventurer party called [Blue Roses]... Lakyus is a..."

Evileye's voice was calm as he recounted his experiences over the past 200 years.

The two Undead stood quietly inside the cave, seemingly listening intently to the rambling words.

The Sun Anglerfish rises and sets.

It rose again.

Evileye stopped speaking, gazing intently at the two Undead standing the Unassailable inside the cave, remaining silent.

suddenly.

"I will find the enemy who turned you and everyone else into this!" Evileye's resolute voice rang out.

Boom!

A huge rock was pushed, making a loud noise and blocking the entrance to the cave.

Evileye deep look at this place. She knew she couldn't stay here forever, nor could she take her father and mother, who had become Undead, away.

The only thing we could do was to hide our father and mother away again.

I'm leaving now.

Evileye spoke softly, then turned and returned towards the decaying castle, holding two items in her hands.

One is an arm guard shaped like the claws of some kind of monster.

One is a transparent short staff cut and processed from crystal.

"Gauntlet of the Griffin Lord": Can summon a Griffin King for a total of 24 hours within a week. Even if it is killed, it can be summoned again after a week.

"Lost White": It stores the Fifth-Tier Magic Divine System magic, Resurrection of the Dead. It appears to be a short staff, but is essentially a magical artifact of another type.

Both of these magical items are national treasures of the Inveria Kingdom, items that Evileye had been unable to find.

Unexpected.

It fell into the hands of the immortal Cassius Habakkuk.

Evileye's gaze involuntarily fell on the "Lost White," the very item she had desperately sought after.

However, we were too weak at the time.

The castle was huge, and they didn't know where their father kept the items, so they never found it.

If we had the power we have now, we should have been able to find it relatively easily using "Magic Detection" techniques.

At the time, I naively thought that this "Lost White" with resurrection abilities could save everyone, but now I find it somewhat laughable.

"Phew~"

Evileye let out a soft breath, put the two items into her magic belt, and her crimson pupils behind the mask flickered slightly.

"Dragon Race have an innate and keen sense for valuable magical items. The other party should have also noticed these two items, so why didn't they take them?"

Evileye some doubts in his mind, but couldn't figure out the answer for the time being, so he simply put them out of his mind for the time being.

After obtaining information about the [Corpus of the Abyss], the Crimson Dragon Lord headed to the target location.

She will now remain in the Inveria Kingdom, awaiting the [Corpus of the Abyss]'s re-establishment of contact, and also take the opportunity to learn the "Magic Boost Ritual".

Meanwhile, on the other side...

A castle built deep in the mountains.

Nine figures sat in their respective seats, each emanating a dense and terrifying aura of Negative Energy.

These are clearly nine extremely powerful Undead. Just by sitting here, the Negative Energy and Negative Energy permeating the air are enough to suffocate ordinary living people.

These individuals were the nine Inner Circle members of the [Corpus of the Abyss] formation.

The fiery red candlelight illuminated the corners, preventing the meeting room from feeling dark; in fact, the magical "Everlasting Light" would have provided even better lighting.

Moreover, even without the use of lighting, everyone present is Undead, so there is no issue of impaired vision.

This was probably the taste of the castle's owner.

"What a terrible time."

The first to speak was the "Waxen Wraith," whose entire body was light and airy, enveloped in a layer of gray Negative Energy; it belonged to the ghost-type Undead.

"Thanks a lot."

The "The Crimson-Eyed Duke" sighed softly and said in a low voice, "I wonder who it will be next time."

This person was the owner of the castle, and also the most extravagantly dressed person present.

The others were dressed similarly, all in simple attire adorned with various powerful magical items.

Despite being an Undead, "The Crimson-Eyed Duke" was dressed in extremely luxurious and exquisite attire, adorned with various gold, silver, and gemstone decorations that shone brilliantly in the candlelight of the room.

This might explain why the other party arranged candlelight in the room.

The other party was not a naturally born Undead; Human Species who transformed themselves into Undead through some means.

Therefore, their pursuit of aesthetic taste and desire for money are stronger than those of other Undead.

"That's enough complaining."

"Abyss," Banezeri's authoritative voice interrupted "The Crimson-Eyed Duke's " continued lamentation.

If not interrupted.

Those present could only listen, since most of the Undead did not have a strong desire to speak.

He understood the suffering in his compatriots' hearts, because he himself felt the same way.

That guy would summon them from time to time to his underground cave, where they would stay for at least several years.

Those who weren't called weren't allowed to go; going without permission would only anger that guy.

"The purpose of this gathering is because we have achieved even more important results and gains."

"Abyss," Banezeri said, immediately drawing everyone's attention. He made no attempt to hide anything and recounted his deal with Tang Zheng and the others in one breath.

The people present had already reached a consensus that there was no need to be on guard, since what if that guy found out about their clandestine actions?

They'd probably all be killed by now!

"Ceremony?"

"Raise by two ranks!"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Such a ritual actually exists?"

"They're being way too generous!"

"Does this kind of transaction conceal some unknown purpose?"

"..."

As Banezeri the Abyss spoke, the once silent conference hall suddenly came alive, with shocked and astonished voices constantly rising.

This was utterly unbelievable to the Undead present.

Some were skeptical, some were delighted, and most were simply overwhelmed with indescribable excitement!

All the bloodshot eyes were fixed on one of the members at the conference table.

The other party was an Undead woman with skin as white as wax, dressed in a white veil and a white dress, making herself completely white.

One of the Inner Circle members, the "The Saintess of White"!

This was the first Undead to reach the Eighth-Tier among everyone present, and his research capabilities were admired by everyone present.

If that ceremony was real!

In the hands of the "The Saintess of White," the power of the 10th magic will be unleashed!

What this means is something no one knows.

Yet, he deeply understood that if one could truly use magic at this level, wouldn't that make one no different from a legendary deity?

The power of Tenth-Tier Magic... should be enough to fight that guy, right?

Everyone felt a mix of anticipation and nervousness.

The "The Saintess of White" remained remarkably calm. Under everyone's watchful eyes, she took the ritual documents from "Abyss" Banezeri and began to study them intently.

The air grew still.

It didn't take long, just a few minutes.

The "The Saintess of White" raised her head, meeting the gazes of the group. Her voice, unlike the harsh, hoarse tone of ordinary Undead, rang out. "The ritual is fine. Give me three days; that's enough time to learn."

All the Undead present were jolted awake.

Banezeri, the "Abyss," was even more excited. After exchanging the information about the ceremony, he checked it and knew there were no problems.

"This kind of ritual is actually real?"

"The exchange wasn't for valuable magical knowledge or magical items, but rather for a piece of dispensable information?"

"Is there some kind of problem? Or is there valuable information hidden in that intelligence report that we are unaware of?"

The chilling voice of "Withered Elder of Ten Thousand Armies" echoed, carrying a hint of worry.

No matter how you look at it, this deal seems somewhat unequal!

Banezeri, the "Abyss," pondered; in fact, he had always had this same question.

There's one thing I haven't mentioned yet.

The "The Saintess of White" stared intently at the ritual documents in her hands:

"The ritual is indeed excellent, but it lacks the core key to initiating the ritual; in other words, simply mastering the ritual is useless."

Upon hearing this!

The puzzled crowd suddenly felt a sense of relief.

"I see."

"The Abyss," Banezeri rasped.

The remaining Undead nodded in agreement, agreeing that this was the normal situation, and their excitement did not diminish in the slightest.

The appearance of this ritual has rekindled the hope of defeating that guy in the hearts of everyone in the [Corpus of the Abyss].

The candlelight flickered.

The shadows of everyone reflected on the walls of the conference room.

--Down to the Lower Wind Month.

June 20th.

[Experience Bar: 5300w/188w]

Storage of 205 Tenth-Tier Magic Scroll

Tang Zheng has been conducting investigations in the "Rieslert" tribal kingdom for the past few days, and has even visited the other 11 tribes.

Compared to the great commotion he caused in the Vaal Tribe, Tang Zheng operated covertly in the other tribes without causing any disturbance.

certainly.

This is probably also related to the fact that none of the magical items from these 11 tribes caught Tang Zheng's eye.

Apart from the "Mane of Fierce Thorns" magical item obtained from the Lionman Holy Race, the magical items possessed by the other races were only average.

They are not even comparable to the magical artifacts that are not considered national treasures in the hands of various human nations.

In conclusion, the survey results were not ideal.

Information about the history and intelligence of the previous kingdom that ruled this vast grassland is extremely scarce among the various tribes, let alone the previous kingdom associated with "Buddha God".

There are neither any striking natural phenomena nor unusual geographical features, nor much historical documentation.

Tang Zheng felt a headache coming on, with absolutely no clue what was going on.

According to the schedule, today is the day for the "Slane Theocracy" and the "Holy Kingdom" to travel to Abelion Hills to obtain the "Assimilation Potion".

Tang Zheng was supposed to go back.

but.

From that Lionman Priest, Tang Zheng unexpectedly learned something that was common knowledge among the various tribes, yet was quite noteworthy.

Ritual Hill!

Fortunately, just in case, Tang Zheng had already left behind a batch of "Assimilation Potion," so even if he wasn't there, the Verdant Leaf Witch would be able to handle things properly.

(End of this chapter)