Carl knelt on one knee and reported, “I’ve had people scouting the periphery of the Root tribe’s camp for 24 hours, and there haven’t been any anomalies detected. However, the aura of pollution emanating from within the Root tribe has been growing stronger.”
“Any news from Sandy and the Soul tribe?”
“They’ve reportedly completed most of the translations of the ancient texts, but haven’t found any valuable clues. Sandy is currently lingering in the Soul tribe’s habitat, saying he needs to review other related materials to search for leads. He intends to translate and search through all relevant texts and records.”
“Additionally, Tippy has sent word that the Soul tribe is ready to take action against the demonic seed at any moment.”
“Good.”
Fang Heng nodded and glanced at the final game prompt.
Time remaining to protect the World of Forests: only a few hours left.
“Tell everyone to prepare for action.”
Carl’s expression grew serious as he responded, “Understood!”
…alf an hour later, Fang Heng once again traversed into the Inner World through Abe Akaya.
As soon as he entered the Inner World, he was immediately enveloped by a thick aura of black fog.
The pollution had intensified since his last visit; the density of the fog was now such that only Prince-tier vampires could hope to withstand it completely.
While contemplating this, Carl and the group of vampire princes entered the Inner World, carrying a stone slab.
“Alright, everyone’s here. Let’s move,” Fang Heng instructed.
Without delay, he led the vampires toward a distant Prayer Temple.
One hour later, they arrived at the unoccupied Prayer Temple.
“Let’s get started.”
“Yes!”
The vampires quickly moved forward to begin setting up the magic array.
Fang Heng stepped aside for a moment to gather his thoughts.
Currently, he could directly harness the power of the Prayer Temple to facilitate the next dimensional level upgrade. However, doing so would create a powerful ripple effect that was highly likely to attract Pride’s attention.
If he inadvertently got into a confrontation with Pride, it could derail his grand plan.
“You all stay here and finish arranging the magic array. Wait for my signal before proceeding with any actions.”
“Yes! Your Majesty!”
…
At this moment, the interior of the Root tribe camp was shrouded in a thick layer of dense mist.
The closer one got to the depths of the Root tribe camp, the more potent the aura of the pollution fog became.
At this concentration, ordinary people could hardly enter the black fog. Even a vampire prince would experience significant suppression here.
Fortunately, Fang Heng was also one of the demonic seeds, so he was less affected by the fog.
After observing the surroundings outside the Root tribe camp for a moment and confirming that it was safe, he quietly infiltrated.
It had been just a few days, but the interior of the Root tribe’s territory had changed drastically.
In the back area of the camp, where it had once been empty, towering stone pillars over three meters high had been erected.
Upon closer inspection, the pillars were constructed from small pieces of black stone piled together.
Numerous stone pillars were densely packed in a large clearing, seemingly arranged intentionally to form a massive magic array.
Thick black fog continued to seep from the cluster of stone pillars.
Some Root tribe guards were busy transporting stones back and forth, constructing more pillars at the periphery.
“Stone pillars, a magic array…” Fang Heng murmured to himself, concealing his aura as he cautiously approached the stone pillars.
The black fog distorted vision and perception, providing him with a better opportunity to infiltrate.
The guards inside the Root tribe camp were still focused on building the stone pillars, unaware that Fang Heng had slipped in not far from them.
Soon, he quietly approached a black stone pillar, hiding behind it to observe carefully.
Each stone pillar was covered with streamlined black patterns, typical of the magic arrays found in the abyss of hell!
Fang Heng recognized it almost immediately.
The towering stone pillars, each inscribed with intricate magic arrays, were arranged in an orderly fashion, subtly forming a massive magic array. Fang Heng focused intently on the structure of the array.
Is it a teleportation array?
Though Fang Heng had not systematically studied hellish magic arrays, he had encountered some aspects of them before. At first glance, the magic array seemed to function similarly to a teleportation effect.
He looked up and noticed black mist seeping continuously from the crevices above the stone pillars.
So the black mist is being teleported from somewhere else?
But from where?
A hint of suspicion arose in Fang Heng’s mind. Since escaping, the demonic seed of Pride had been lurking here, arranging this magic array. What was its ultimate goal?
Fang Heng shifted his gaze to the central area of the colossal magic array, where a dense shroud of black mist obscured everything. Even his perceptive abilities couldn’t penetrate the darkness.
I need to take a closer look!
After some thought, Fang Heng cautiously approached the heart of the mist.
As he ventured deeper into the central area, the visibility for an ordinary person diminished to less than half a meter. Even at close range, it was challenging to make out someone’s face; from a distance, it was impossible to see even a shadow, let alone identify anyone.
As he navigated further into the thicket of stone pillars, Fang Heng noticed that the pillars grew taller and the aura of the black mist intensified.
He crouched down in front of one of the pillars to examine it closely.
The magic array inscribed on this stone pillar differed from the ones he had seen before.
It was indeed a teleportation array, but it was distinct from ordinary teleportation.
Suddenly, an idea struck him. He raised his gaze again toward the area blanketed in black mist, his heart racing with realization.
He suspected he understood what the demonic seed of Pride was planning!
To spread hell!
The tiny crevices on the stone pillars were, in fact, subtle gaps between hell and the Inner World. The massive magic array formed by the stone pillars would gradually expand this gap, merging the Inner World with the Realm of Hell.
Just like what he had seen at the periphery of the hell passage before!
“This is quite a good find; this magic array might be useful…” Fang Heng murmured to himself. After surveying his surroundings and confirming his safety, he lowered his head to focus on the magic array, forcing himself to memorize all the intricate patterns.
“Whoosh!”
The magic array spun rapidly in Fang Heng’s right pupil.
[Hint: The player is attempting to memorize an unknown magic array. The current level of the magic array is extremely high, and there is a chance of failure…]
[Hint: The player receives an extra success rate bonus from alchemical inheritance.]
[Hint: The player’s current spirit and perception attributes are above the requirements, granting an additional success rate bonus.]
[Hint: The time required to engrave the magic array is 20 minutes. Success rate: 33.11%.]
The success rate was a bit low.
Fortunately, due to the thick aura of the black fog, the deeper regions among the stone pillars were devoid of any Root tribe guards.
With no one around to disturb him, Fang Heng decided to be patient and focus on inscribing the magic array.
After spending a full two hours and failing five times, a line of game prompts appeared.
[Hint: The player has successfully inscribed the magic array.]
[Hint: The player has obtained incomplete crafting information for the unknown magic array.]
[Hint: The current unknown magic array has a special effect. The player can copy and lay it out, with a copy success rate of 80%.]
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