This warehouse operated around the clock, with staff transporting materials at every moment.
They entered the warehouse through the [Gate of Destiny], then passed through the warehouse's projection gate into [Magic Guidance City], returning directly from above Black Soil. The werewolf captain's astonishment was self-evident.
Lindsay was equally shocked.
Dark ignored them and directly summoned Magic Spirits to carry the elven vice-captain into his laboratory.
There was a temporary clinic at the construction site in [Magic Guidance City]. But spells and ordinary doctors alone were incapable of dealing with the elven vice-captain's current condition.
After taking one look at him, Dark knew that he would have to handle it himself in the end.
After all, he was a direct disciple of the Undead Master and was highly skilled at cutting and stitching bodies.
Especially now, after creating several Magic Guidance Lives, his surgical skills had become exceptionally refined.
Half an hour.
From the moment the elven vice-captain was carried into the laboratory to when he was carried back out, Dark had taken only half an hour.
During those thirty minutes, he not only removed every tree root from the elven vice-captain's body, but also conducted a comprehensive examination of his head. Simply put, he extracted part of the elven vice-captain's memories and confirmed his identity.
"I never expected that playing an adventurer just once in a while would lead me to a Demon Race spy."
Dark removed his gloves, a slightly helpless smile appearing on his face.
The remnants of the Demon Race had suffered an enormous loss in the Charles incident, but it had only made their movements even more concealed.
After some time had passed, the small remaining portion of the Demon Race gathered together once more, and this elven vice-captain was one of them.
Dark Demon's Envy