One-Eyed Monster

Running away wasn’t exactly the style of the monsters from Guru Mountain. They would rather die with Guru Mountain than retreat a single step; that was more their style. So, their flight was merely a ruse, an attempt to lure their adversary into a formation.

Anyone facing the current problem was resolute: no matter what, these monsters had to be sealed. Various methods had been tried against these creatures, but neither blades nor fire had any effect. Kuyi Tulan had been right from the start. His decision to seal them demonstrated his accurate assessment of the situation. They couldn’t eliminate the strange and aberrant things brought about by the Dark Force; their only option was to seal them.

Though pretending to flee looked embarrassing, everyone was fully on board for the sake of the final outcome. Even a stubborn fellow like Kadi was, at this moment, feigning a panicked retreat...

Igor greatly admired this plan; he certainly couldn’t have conceived it himself. He watched as their opponents cooperated perfectly, even quickening their pace...

Who would have thought they’d be so eager to walk into a trap, with no regard for the consequences? If Wizard Reed had known it was a trap, he definitely wouldn’t have been so hasty. He was primarily anxious because he saw the Great Mentor also fleeing in haste...

In his eyes, these people were all his defeated enemies; their escape was normal. However, their retreat seemed a little too decisive... This decisiveness sparked Wizard Reed’s displeasure. He felt they weren’t qualified to be his opponents, yet he had no good way to stop their escape, so he could only accelerate. His purpose in accelerating was actually quite simple: to eliminate them before they could get away.

The retreat was naturally chaotic, with everyone scattering towards their own chosen places of refuge... These fleeing individuals scattered in every direction, and the monsters and Water Folk pursued them. The escapees all looked utterly wretched, as if they would collapse the moment they were caught.

This is a bit too easy, Wizard Reed thought. Since things are so simple, I might as well enjoy the thrill of the slaughter.

Wizard Reed decided he needed to be ruthless. Perhaps I was too gentle before, letting these people forget that darkness is fear. Now, he would implant this fear back into their minds. Once this fear was planted, the rest would be easy to handle.

The greatest fear, undoubtedly, is facing death. The manner of that death, however, adds an even thicker veil to this fear. This uncertainty about the unknown leaves people more bewildered, even though the outcome—death—remains the same. Knowing the result but not the process is indeed quite troubling. Wizard Reed intended to use this kind of torment—this headache—on these people.

Of course, his aim was their deaths. This was his fury.

Moreover, he now felt that their deaths could provide him with more death qi and materials. Although he wouldn’t need them himself in the future, offering them to the great leader of Black Crow was still a good deal. Thinking of this, Wizard Reed’s mood improved slightly, and a smile even touched the corners of his lips. This truly is an opportunity bestowed by the heavens!

However, every time Wizard Reed indulged in such pleasant thoughts and then looked at the actual situation, he would witness an astonishing scene. This time was no exception! But this time, he felt it was even more vexing.

What the hell is going on? How could it be like this! This is impossible to solve!

Wizard Reed couldn’t understand. Why do so many troublesome things happen whenever I indulge in a pleasant thought... This doesn’t make sense!

At this moment, Wizard Reed was even more clueless; how had a perfectly fine situation turned into this? The scene before him was indeed a bit strange and bizarre.

The patched-up monsters that had been accelerating in pursuit of the escapees had all stopped in their tracks. The Water Folk did likewise. These patched-up monsters and Water Folk were even distributed in various locations...

Wizard Reed tried to urge the patched-up monsters and Water Folk onward again, but then discovered he couldn’t command them... This...

Is there actually some kind of magic that can override the Dark Arts? This is simply incredible!

Wizard Reed tried once more—still no effect!

This is just too much!

Do I really have to wait until the Earth Dragon emerges to completely devour these ants? Was everything before just to buy time for the Earth Dragon?

Wizard Reed felt a little disappointed... This truly is a bit beyond my expectations.

But it’s fine; everything is still within my control. Ants are, after all, just ants. They can’t cause any significant trouble.

Wizard Reed no longer paid any attention to those patched-up monsters and Water Folk. Summon the Earth Dragon and annihilate them!

However, just as he was preparing to act, several spears were thrown at him!

Childish. Wizard Reed couldn’t help thinking. Didn’t these fellows realize from their earlier probing that my current form can evade these spears?

Wizard Reed didn’t even want to pay attention to these spears. Such things couldn’t cause him any harm. He just needed to concentrate on summoning the Earth Dragon. In fact, a lot of these considerations are superfluous. In a battle, you just fight. Why think so much?

However, Wizard Reed didn’t know that his arrogance had made him forget one thing: his opponents were not a bunch of Clowns with no plan at all. Everything he did carried his unique arrogance, and this arrogance was his greatest flaw. As long as they seized this point, Kuyi Tulan believed there was hope of exhausting this fellow here.

Now, Kuyi Tulan and their plan had succeeded. Those patched-up monsters and Water Folk had been successfully lured into the lockdown perimeter of the formation... The instant those monsters entered the formation’s range, Kuyi Tulan snapped his fingers. Instantly, pale yellow chains emerged from above the formation. These chains, like swimming snakes, writhed continuously, eventually binding the monsters securely.

This was the sealing technique. Serpent-like chains tightly bound the monsters, then locked down the formation. Those monsters couldn’t move. The serpent-like chains had ensnared their freedom, leaving them immobilized.

”Return to where you came from!” Kuyi Tulan snapped his fingers again. A series of serpent-like chains appeared once more, as if frenzied. They writhed and coiled ceaselessly, then burrowed into the ground...

Igor watched this scene, mesmerized. He had never imagined he would experience a battle of this caliber. To be honest, it was the first time he had ever seen a formation that could be used in combat...

”Milo!” Kuyi Tulan commanded loudly, his demeanor as if he were already the master here. ”Next, it’s time to invite our old friend in.”