The Blood Hand, Phantom Gate, Mist, and the other three Tricksters were swiftly fleeing with agile movements.
Woof woof woof!
Howl!
Awoooo...
More than twenty Cerberus were chasing after them, but unlike the Cerberus from the Sorcerer World Cluster where Green resided, these Cerberus had a wolf’s head, a fox’s head, and a dog’s head. Each head had a blood-red scar on its forehead, evidently raised and trained by some Ironblood Warriors with special abilities, possessing extraordinary vitality and tracking capabilities.
From low in the sky, Green was overlooking this spectacle of Ironblood Warriors releasing their dogs to chase and drive their prey.
Although Green’s Robe of Appearances could be discerned by Ironblood Warriors, only those with the hawk-mask could do so; the others could only detect him at a close range, and obviously, there were no hawk-mask Ironblood Warriors nearby.
Through days of observation, Green had e to understand a bit about the civilizational wills of the Ironblood Civilization, the Mother Nest Civilization, and the Trickster Civilization.
Civilization will is a kind of civilizational melody that arises from the history and characteristics of a civilization, thereby affecting the thinking and spirit of its populace.
For example, the Wizard Civilization.
With a long history and ancient glory, along with the immense development potential of Modern Wizards, and the unity of the Sorcerer World during the Demon Hunting Expedition, the Wizard Civilization is very proud, extremely inclusive, confident in its ability to incorporate any external cultural systems into itself, hence having a high vision belonging to a proactively exploratory and inclusive civilization.
In Green’s perception, the Ironblood Galaxy Civilization seemed to be a highly centralized power system.
All Ironblood Warriors possess a strong sense of honor, emphasizing courage, glory, and sacrifice. Due to the development of metal mechanism technology, although it also has a highly exploratory nature, it is very exclusive, only emphasizing the development within its group.
The Mother Nest Civilization progresses entirely from its Will Assembly Beings’ evolution method.
A thousand insects, to some lower beings, are just a source of food for plunder, but if a thousand insects assemble into a munity, kill, digest, and depose weaker creatures, they bee fifteen hundred insects.
Constantly evolving and expanding, any alien organic entities can be assimilated, being stronger and stronger, evolving into a kind of Abyss-like civilization. Given the right opportunity, it snows balls, being unstoppable, attracting the attention of destiny.
Therefore, this civilization is extremely arrogant. To the Mother Insect, all tasks are merely fighting, eating, and surviving.
Thus, pursuing the Mysterious Power, the Trickster Civilization, in essence, should be somewhat akin to Wizards.
Because in the pursuit of knowledge, contact and learning from other civilizations are necessary, thus requiring a cooperative and patible nature.
"Indeed, the Tricksters seem to be a better choice."
Saying this, Green, like a ghost, silently descended, beginning to attempt Soul Enslavement on these Ironblood Warriors who were toying with their prey.
With Solidified Blood Element as their internal structure, the vitality of the cells of the Ironblood Warriors is nearly tireless, continuously closing the encirclement as they pursue their prey.
Under the scrutiny of Green’s Face of Truth, shadows passed by as over twenty Ironblood Warriors gathered there.
Walking in True Time, even if these Ironblood Warriors detected Green, they could hardly react, as if they were just a series of jumping afterimages.
With a "thud," Green’s pale, long-sleeved, withered hand pressed on the head of an Ironblood Warrior with a silver-white metal mask.
This Ironblood Warrior, holding a battle axe, only had time to let out a roar before collapsing convulsively.
Thus, Green traversed unceasingly among the Ironblood Warriors, splitting the Soul Fire, performing Soul Enslavement on these lower beings. Due to the vast difference in biological hierarchy, even the phenomenon of Annihilation Fit was hidden, making Green appear almost as a "devil" to the reactionary Ironblood Warriors.
Woof woof woof!
Howl!
Awoooo...
On the other hand, even as some Cerberus were occasionally taken down by Trickster traps, these ferocious beasts swiftly surrounded the six Tricksters, their shadowy eyes glaring while emitting intimidating low growls from their mouths.
In fact, these Cerberus were not fearsome.
Truly fearsome were the masters behind them!
Many bat-type Ironblood Warriors are more terrifying in this small-scale battlefield than the Mother Nest creatures.
Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish...
To the amazement of the six Trickster Scarecrows, these Ironblood Warriors didn’t attack stealthily or forcibly. Instead, they too formed a circle. Slowly, a human-like being clad in a semi-transparent robe, with a grey-white face adorned with Three-Colored Light Eyes and six pairs of pound eyes, walked out.
"Oblivion Sorcerer?"
"Oblivion Sorcerer, you..."
Blood Hand, Phantom Gate, and Mist were shocked.
This alien creature, which they had summoned from shallow Spectral Space-Time intending to aid them, had quietly left in hiding. And now, he had bee one of these Ironblood Warriors?
Yet what unfolded next left them utterly astonished.
They saw this Oblivion Sorcerer, seemingly the leader of these Ironblood Warriors, slowly stepping forward, and solemnly said, "In the Wizard World where I belong, Soul Enslavement is just the most basic ability of a wizard. Now, they have bee the humble slaves of the Great Wizard’s Will."
Speaking as such, caring less about the Tricksters’ reactions, Green asserted firmly, "I plan to seize an Ironblood Battleship and use these slaves as our means to escape the Ironblood Cage. If you can provide the method of Endless Dominators from your race and engage in a Destiny Contract with me as collateral to help me find the way back to the Sorcerer World, I’ll take you out!"
Green’s words made the six Scarecrows look at each other.
Moments later, Phantom Gate, who had summoned Green from Spectral Space-Time, with a string of keys jingling around his chest, peculiarly said, "If you can lead us out of here, any one of us here can fulfill your requirement."
Then, Phantom Gate explained, "Any Trickster has the freedom to enter and exit all Skyscraper Realms because we ourselves are the seeds of Sky-crafting Tricksters, with a shared mission to explore Dimensional Mystery. As for whether the great Sky-crafting Tricksters can guide you back, we cannot guarantee it."
Dimensional Mystery is how Tricksters refer to the Mysterious Power.
"Alright!"
Green responded affirmatively, and astonishingly began to write a Destiny Contract on the spot using Soul Magic Power. Such a method of making a Destiny Contract left the six Tricksters dumbfounded, inconceivable, unheard of!
The unique ability of the Wizard World, the creator of contracts?
"But even if we can rush out of this Ironblood Prison Trial Ground, there is still an Ironblood Elder and a large Ironblood Legion stationed outside, we..."
"We’ll break through!"
Green said solemnly.
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