The villainous young master just wants to live a Buddhist-like life.

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Chapter 1087 Golden Land: Ancient Remnants (4k)

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　Chapter 1087 Golden Land: Ancient Remnants (4k)

　The doors of the Sandworm Tavern remained open at this time.

　Everyone inside the tavern stopped what they were doing and stared unanimously at the door:

　They did not sense the power of the "Nightmare Space," and were therefore even more astonished by the current state of the hyena-men at the entrance.

　Some people thought that Darko and his team could win, but no one expected them to win so easily.

　—They still lack some imagination!

　The hyenas, whose movement was restricted by the "Nightmare Space," felt as if they were in a quagmire, completely unable to react. The only thing that was slowed down for them was their movement speed.

　At this point, an experienced mage will immediately choose to attack with ranged spells or flying items, or take defensive or retreating measures.

　However, the Death Desert is a forbidden zone for civilizations, and very few mages venture there. Even if mages want materials produced here, they mostly just entrust adventurers to collect them or buy them at high prices.

　The enemies that the hyenas face are, simply put, on a completely different level from those of the Darkhide.

　"mum--"

　The "Dream Demon" materialized from the void, peeking out from behind Dark, its golden eyes gleaming with excitement.

　The terror gems embedded in its body flashed red, and the hyenas, already gripped by fear, were swallowed by the illusion in the next instant.

　Silver of the Jedi Clan and Fat Lady of the Three-Headed Clan are the only two Hyenas who can remain conscious.

　But the faster they move, the slower they become in the "Nightmare Space".

　The "Dream Demon's" form disappeared as the illusion appeared, silently merging into the illusion.

　Silver's furious roar suddenly erupted after that. But hidden within that roar was an unconcealable fear, and bright red blood spurted out in that instant, the roar instantly changing tone.

　"Jiejiejie——"

　A sinister laugh drifted outside the tavern.

　The plump woman, wielding two slender cleavers, trembled violently with tension. She realized her attack speed hadn't slowed down. But the terrifying illusions filling her vision left her helpless.

　Blood hangs upside down from the sky, and evil spirits crawl out from the ground.

　She felt as if she had fallen into hell, her cheeks flushed red, her mind stretched to its limit, and finally broke down at a certain moment, slashing out with the cleaver in her hand.

　But when the two cleavers struck simultaneously, they both hit illusions. The fat woman suddenly realized this and immediately shouted, "Don't be afraid, it's an illusion! Ah!"

　Then, as soon as she roared, an incredibly shrill scream rang out, which only intensified the fear of her hyena-men.

　They were clearly the elite of the Three-Headed Society, yet they still couldn't escape fear. The fat lady was casually grabbed by the "dream demon" mixed in with the illusion, and was so frightened that she trembled all over. She could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion in the illusion.

　"Jiejiejie——"

　The "Dream Demon" was completely immersed in this rare moment of gameplay. The Fear Gem embedded in its body flashed wildly, gleefully absorbing the fear emanating from the hyenas.

　The hyenas, whose fear had been sucked away by it, would instantly feel a sense of lightness. It was as if their souls had been ripped out, and their hair would stand on end, and their scalps would tingle.

　Fear spread amidst laughter, and the hunter instantly became the prey.

　Darke remained vigilant, carefully observing the chaotic battle between one and many.

　Through the information he obtained from "Fantasy Beast: Goddess of the Mind's Eye," he already knew that this group of hyenas was considered the elite of the Karah territory.

　Even so, these twenty-odd people combined are far inferior to the "Dream Demon" who is only six stars.

　Of course, this is also partly due to the fact that Dark's "Dream Demon" is just too abnormal.

　In player-versus-player battles, the abilities that "Dream Demon" can unleash are definitely far beyond those of a six-star character.

　Even Silver and Fat Lady couldn't break free from the "Dream Demon's" illusion, so the other hyenas certainly don't have the corresponding means either.

　An opponent of this caliber isn't worth his fuss over. "Get in the car."

　After observing for two or three minutes, Dak shook his head and said, with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

　Emma and Ash, while keeping watch, boarded the carriage and entered the compartment. Dark turned to Malt and said, "Get in first."

　Malt originally intended to go to the backyard to retrieve his sand cart. However, due to the current situation, he had no choice but to board the carriage first.

　"Whoosh—piss—"

　Suddenly, the sound of a crossbow bolt breaking filled the air.

　Dark turned his head sharply and saw that Silver, covered in blood, had pulled out a small, foldable crossbow from his sleeve. Then, following his memory from the beginning, he suddenly shot an arrow in the direction where Dark was standing!

　This arrow was a stroke of genius.

　If Dark were to be pierced through the heart by this arrow, the hyena-men would be able to turn the tide.

　"Pfft!"

　The crossbow bolt pierced the body, making a tearing sound as it entered flesh.

　"what--"

　The fat lady's scream suddenly rang out as the crossbow bolt pierced her heart—if it weren't for the thick layer of fat around her heart, she would have died on the spot!

　Silver, with his keen senses, immediately realized his arrow had missed. But the tavern door was a great distance from where the fat lady was standing; how could he have missed so badly?

　Had he gone astray, or had the fat lady moved within the illusion for a short time? He felt dizzy and disoriented, unable to discern any direction. The "Dream Demon" moved about in the "Nightmare Space" like a phantom.

　Guided by the illusion, the Jedi's hyenas and the Three-Headed Serpent's hyenas drew their swords against each other.

　All I could see when I opened my eyes were evil spirits, and I had no companions around me.

　The sounds of fighting and shouting rang out fiercely on the street outside the tavern.

　Inside the tavern, those who witnessed the whole thing felt the temperature plummet and their bodies grow cold.

　Sometime later, Dark Dimon's figure disappeared at the tavern entrance, and the black, ornate carriage silently blended into the night.

　Moonlight poured down, a thick purple fog blanketed the streets, the stench of blood gradually filled the air, and the sounds of fighting echoed incessantly.

　The "Dream Demon" unleashed its true nature, its eerie and terrifying cries echoing through the air, haunting everyone's ears like a nightmare.

　The backyard of the tavern.

　In the end, Malt still brought her beloved little sand cart.

　Given the size of the sand cart, it was naturally unsuitable to fit inside a horse-drawn carriage. However, the roof was spacious, so it could be secured simply by stringing a few long ropes.

　Karaha Territory was no longer suitable for habitation, so Dak planned to go straight into the desert, find a sheltered spot anywhere in the desert, and spend the night in his wagon.

　The hyenas outside the tavern, though elite, were still just elite. To have dominated Karahhall for so long, the Jedi and the Three-Headed Society must be far more powerful than they appeared; they shouldn't be underestimated.

　Once the "Lunar Chariot" had ascended into the sky, Dark casually asked the rather reserved Malt, "There must be even more powerful people within those gangs outside, right?"

　Malt knew this very well and dared not hide it, saying, "The three giants of Karahal territory—the Jedi, the Three-Headed Society, and the Bones Society—all have intricate connections with the local government. These gangs also employ mages who can cast spells and poisons; they are treacherous and ruthless, using any means necessary. Some of the Sand People who have defected from our tribe also choose to attach themselves to them."

　Dark asked, "Are there any mages there?"

　Malt thought for a moment and said, "There probably isn't one... Actually, I can't really tell the difference between a mage and a magician, but I've heard that there's a mage retainer in the lord's manor, but no one has ever seen what he looks like."

　Dak nodded slightly, understanding the situation.

　The Death Desert is a relatively resource-poor region, far from meeting the enormous demands of mages. Unless one is a mage specializing in the "Desert" magic system.

　Since it's rumored to be in the lord's manor, it must be there.

　Archmages live in seclusion, so it's normal that no one has ever seen them. And there might even be more than one.

　In this situation, if you assume that the other party only has one archmage, then you will definitely be the one who suffers in the end.

　The early system for archmages is not complicated; anyone with the corresponding aptitude can get started. One archmage means multiple apprentices, which are all very simple deductions.

　However, Dak and his party did not intend to stay in the Karah territory.

　Once outside Karah Territory, the Death Desert is so vast that even if Karah Territory had a hundred mages, it would be difficult to find them riding the "Moon God's Chariot."

　Unless, of course, there are diviners who are willing to pay a price to divine their positions.

　"It's really troublesome..."

　Dak sighed softly, leaned against the lathe, and looked down at the rising and falling sand dunes, with the yellow sand whistling across the sky.

　The "Moon Chariot" had already left Karah's territory and entered the boundless Death Desert in the blink of an eye.

　Under the cover of sand and dust.

　A group of short, seemingly identical desert dwarfs carried knives and axes, gazing up at the sky.

　One of the desert dwarves held a huge mechanical compass in his hands, with eight needles spinning wildly on it.

　Sweat beaded on the desert dwarf's forehead as he poured his meager magical power into the compass, finally stabilizing the pointer.

　The leader, Gold Digger, had fierce features, a black headband, a metal mask covering his face, short hair standing on end, and short but strong limbs. The curved knife in his hand had a golden hilt that emitted a faint golden light in the darkness.

　He looked down and asked, "How is it?"

　The desert dwarf holding the compass, named Barros, quickly said, "I sense it! It's in this direction! Granny Mo didn't lie to us after all!" Gold Digger grinned, "I never imagined that we, the great bandits of the Golden Land, are actually descendants of the ancients. Granny Mo said she received a revelation in a dream, but I didn't believe it at first."

　Barros said, "I remember when I was little, I used this compass to prop up the corner of the table. I said, 'This compass with eight pointers can't determine direction, so what's the use of a compass that can't be turned around ten thousand times? It turns out it's a pointer that can lead us home.'"

　"Yes, home! Haha, we're just going home!" Barros roared. "Boys, get on the sand wagons and charge with me! Don't let that bastard Him beat us to it! Glory belongs only to us desert dwarves!"

　Karah's Lord's Mansion.

　Him, the notorious bandit of Golden Country, was having tea with his lord.

　Unlike the desert dwarves who dig for gold, Him, though also from the Land of Gold, is of grey elf blood. Besides his dark skin tone, he also inherited the delicate features of the elves.

　The ancient people have survived to this day, which is certainly not due to intermarriage within their own tribe. They have long since integrated the bloodlines of other races, thus creating different factions.

　Of course, they are all subhuman.

　In the Golden Land, the desert dwarf clan led by Gold Digger, the grey elf clan led by Him, and the human clan led by Alibaba are the largest clans.

　While Gold Rush led the desert dwarves into the Death Desert, Him arrived in Karah's territory, intending to borrow a mage from the Karah lord.

　On the other hand, Alibaba found the Sand People.

　Among the three great thieves of the Golden Land, Ali Baba was the weakest, least powerful, and least vocal, and he even enjoyed farming—but what was he trying to achieve by farming in the desert?

　Therefore, he was not favored by most of the bandits in the Golden Land. Even those with the most obvious human bloodline had many who switched to other great thieves.

　However, his identity as a member of a human clan allowed him to maintain good relations with the Sand People.

　He had come to borrow malt from the Sand Clan. But when he arrived at the Sandworm Tavern, he only saw purple smoke enveloping the entire street! In the Death Desert, before a giant rock smoothed by wind and sand, [Moon God's Chariot] emerged from the darkness.

　Dak led Malt out and asked, "Is this the place?" "Yes," Malt nodded in agreement, knowing it was time for her to shine.

　So as soon as she finished speaking, she jumped off the carriage, and the sand on the ground rippled and turned into stone blocks to catch her.

　She stood on the stone pier, spread her five fingers, and pressed slightly against the foot of the boulder. The yellow sand below immediately parted to both sides as if it were aware of its own existence, forming a passage leading to the underground.

　The center of this giant rock was hollowed out, creating an extremely hidden space.

　There are many such hidden spaces in the desert, and they were mostly created by the Sand People.

　This hidden space in front of us was dug out by Maiya herself.

　"go."

　"Dark said in a low voice."

　"Little Devimon" immediately spread its wings and flew out, disappearing at the end of the passage in the blink of an eye.

　Two or three minutes later, it flew out again, looking excited.

　Dak smiled and had the carriage drive into the passage, into the area beneath the boulder—in fact, it was a single mountain with only the summit exposed, resembling a giant rock.

　The space excavated inside the mountain has been reinforced and is quite spacious.

　Against the inner wall, there are tables, chairs, and stone beds; with a little cleaning, it becomes a complete dwelling.

　Once everyone was inside, the sandstorm naturally covered the entrance, and the only remaining traces vanished with a gust of wind. Dak and his companions alighted from the carriage, observing the cave with astonishment. Such a hidden space was simply unimaginable for those who had never been to the Death Desert.

　Seeing their curious expressions, Malt finally felt a sense of pride. But soon, Dark activated "Paradise," elevating the environment of this hidden space to a level it could not reach.

　Tonight, I will spend the night here…

　I had insomnia yesterday and felt terrible all day, but I slept in this morning. A matchmaker is coming over this afternoon; I don't know what for. If I can find time, I'll update tonight; if not, tomorrow morning.

Chapter 1088 Darkdemon and Alibaba (8k)