Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 727 Trapped Dimension

727 Trapped Dimension

Charging forward wishing to protect the people of the town, and his fellow clan mates, Murkel had pushed through with a heavy fist right into the center of a beastʼs body.

He could feel his fist plunge into the solid body, cracking through its skin and a strange green substance filling his hand, but he didnʼt stop there and allowed his body to continue forward, until he had entered the portal.

It was just how the rumors described, the moment that Murkel had gone into the other side, he was in a completely different world. He pulled his fist out from the beast and could see a giant spider-like creature on its back.

As for where he was, it wasnʼt the quiet fishing village he came to know. Instead, there were giant trees above, thick plant leaves all around, and in the distance several mountains, filled with different terrain.

He could see a snowy mountain right next to what looked like a volcano, and on top of another mountain lightning was striking right at the very peak. This world made no sense to him, and a wave of heat followed by cold hit him.

The only thing he could really use to protect himself was his Qi. Other than the terrain though he had other things to worry about. Right on the other side in this new world, he could see deadly beasts staring at him.

Some were hiding in the distance waiting for their chance, others were more vicious, standing right at the entrance of the portal. Murkel hadnʼt even turned around to look if the portal was still behind him, he couldnʼt if he lost concentration for a moment it would be the end of his life.

”I chose this as my answer, I will protect the others!” Murkel shouted as he charged in again.

A spike shot past him, he moved out of the way, and it skimmed his face. Leaping up, he used the head of another beast as he kicked off, and slammed his fist right into the giant flying wasp creature in the air. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Murkel spent a long time fighting, and the dimension and the beasts within it were tougher than he thought. He was able to stand his ground, and fighting, he had ended up deeper in the dimension.

Soon he needed to recover, to find a place to rest, and after that he needed to find food. His life inside the dimension continued like this, fighting against the beasts, eating and surviving.

He had quickly learned the vast and large number of beasts that existed in the dimension. Some were incredibly strong, too strong for him to even beat. At times he barely survived death.

However, his time in the dimension allowed him to grow. His Qi had gotten stronger, and he was starting to learn the properties of the Dark Qi and its cultivation technique. As this went on, he even managed to ascend through to another stage, growing and growing.

None of it was easy, by any means, but there was one thing, when Murkel was resting, that went through his mind, he believed would get him through all of it.

ʼThe others, theyʼll come and get me out of this place, they will help. We are a clan, and they will protect me.ʼ

Murkel remembered the wanderer stating that if they could do this together, with others in the dimension they had a greater chance of surviving. Now Murkel understood why, but as days went past he couldnʼt help but wonder, why no one had come.

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On the day the portal break had appeared in the Erupting Fist Clanʼs village, the students had done as Murkel had told them, and they had quickly run to the main clan base to inform the Elders, the adults, and everyone of what had occurred.

They didnʼt waste time and nearly no one in the clan hesitated to come out. The adults, the fellow members that were his age, even the students that were too young along with the Elders.

Nearly the entire clan had moved, and it wasnʼt because of his position as the next clan head, but it was because they all truly wanted to help Murkel out. They all had a pleasant experience with him, seen his kindness, and now it was a chance that they could repay it back.

However, when the current Clan Head had exited along with a trail of warriors behind his back, when they had arrived at the river they could see next to nothing.

On the ground, there were a couple of dead villagers with holes in their bodies, but not an awful lot of deaths. As the clan head did some further investigating, he noticed slight green blood on the ground but it had cleanly been cut off on the floor, like a line had been drawn through it.

”I promise it was right here, we saw it right here, right, right!” One of the students called out, and the other students agreed.

The other adults were wondering if the students were just playing a game with them, but with the dead bodies it was hard for them to tell.

”No, I believe you, donʼt worry about that, but what does this mean for our Murkel… will we ever get to see him again?” The Clan Head stated.

The portal was a temporary break. It hadnʼt quite fully broken into the world, and Murkel was completely unaware of that. Perhaps his intervention had caused it, so the portal had receded.

Maybe if he had done nothing the portal would have broken, or it would have just zapped away like many others. The facts were, though, that Murkel had gone through and there was no portal for the others to enter either.

During this time, while Murkel was away, big changes were happening without him. One of the big changes that had occurred was the arrival of the Noctis Clan, and the creation of the Dark Faction.

When Murkel would return, after spending a hundred years, he would return to a completely foreign place to him, and he himself would be completely different as well.