Zhou Huai's face showed a look of joy.
These past few days had truly exhausted him.
The Smart Core AI had no Soul; it could operate according to the host's requirents.
The Formations Zhou Huai designed could be replicated one-to-one by the Smart Core AI.
However, the Smart Core AI could not design entirely new Formations on its own.
Therefore, all previous Formation designs had relied on Zhou Huai's own efforts.
Fortunately, perseverance paid off, and he finally achieved so results.
The Teleportation Formation had been ford, but for now, it was only half-finished.
Zhou Huai controlled Zhuge Kongming, activating a skill on the Teleportation Formation's patterns on the ground.
"【Stick to Convention】."
The Formation on the ground transford into a light imprint, disappearing into his palm.
He stepped into the star-light composed Teleportation Gate.
Space twisted.
Light and shadows shifted.
The next second, Zhuge Kongming's figure arrived from the Eternal Night Guild's secret room to the Abyss of Mist.
Beneath his feet was the damp soil.
In the air, a dense mist mingled with the fishy sll of exotic beasts.
Currently, the Teleportation Formation was still one-way.
They could teleport from the secret room to the Abyss of Mist, but they could not teleport from the Abyss of Mist back to the secret room.
Another Teleportation Formation had to be built here.
Yasuo and Xiang Yu's figures erged from the dense fog, guarding him on his left and right.
Zhou Huai controlled Zhuge Kongming, searching the vicinity for a long ti.
Finally, in a secluded mountain hollow surrounded by huge rocks, he found an excellent location.
He extended his palm and pressed the replicated Formation light imprint onto the ground.
The light imprint rged into the earth.
The next second, thousands of complex Formation patterns rapidly spread across the ground.
A brand new Teleportation Gate slowly opened in the Abyss of Mist.
With a thought, Zhou Huai felt an invisible link establish between the two Teleportation Gates.
At this point, the Teleportation Channel to the Abyss Secret Realm was completely finished.
...
In the afternoon.
Eternal Night Guild Headquarters, first-floor hall.
Three hundred figures stood in neat Formation, utterly silent.
After two months of developnt, the Eternal Night Guild's numbers had grown from fewer than thirty at the beginning to its current size of three hundred.
Although it couldn't compare to large Guilds with thousands of mbers, it already had a significant presence.
While not nurous, they had already established a formidable reputation in Donghai City's underground world.
Especially recently.
As Moria's Rank gradually increased, the attributes that these Devil Slaves could share also began to rise.
A D-Rank professional's strength, when compared to others of the sa Rank, was even more formidable than a B-Rank's.
Especially at night, they were overwhelmingly powerful.
After several tough battles, apart from those few top-tier large Guilds, probably no one dared to easily provoke Eternal Night anymore.
At this mont, Molly stood on the high platform in the center of the hall.
She wore a sleek black outfit, her long hair tied into a high ponytail, and her slightly youthful face carried an authority that belied her age.
Her gaze swept over the three hundred solemn faces below.
"Everyone, listen carefully."
Her voice was clear, yet carried an undeniable power, echoing in the spacious hall.
"Today, the Master will open a new Trial Grounds for us."
"Upon entering, # Nоvеlight # everyone must obey commands unconditionally and are not allowed to act on their own."
"Rember, my words are the Master's words."
"Do you have any objections?!"
"No!"
Three hundred people roared in unison, the sound wave almost tearing off the roof.
There was no hesitation in their voices, only fanaticism and absolute obedience.
Molly nodded in satisfaction.
"Very good."
"Now, in teams, proceed into the basent in order."
At her command, the first ten-person team imdiately stepped forward, their movents perfectly synchronized, walking towards the entrance of the underground secret room.
They passed through the deep passage and arrived before the sparkling, star-light Teleportation Gate.
Curiosity and excitent filled everyone's eyes, yet no one whispered to each other.
They stepped into the Teleportation Gate one by one, their figures disappearing instantly.
Batch after batch.
In less than ten minutes, all three hundred Guild mbers had been teleported to the Abyss of Mist.
As soon as they stepped out of the Teleportation Gate, a cold, damp air assaulted them.
Everyone subconsciously surveyed their surroundings.
Dense fog that blotted out the sky, and the occasional heart-pounding roars of beasts in the distance...
"Where... is this place?"
"Such rich energy, I feel like my breathing is much smoother."
"Shh, don't talk."
The whispers had just begun when they were softly hushed by the team leader.
Just then, they saw him.
On a huge rock not far from the Teleportation Gate, a figure stood silently.
The person wore a flowing white robe, held a feather fan, had a jade-like face, and eyes like bright stars.
He seed like an exiled immortal who had stepped out of a painting.
The mont he appeared.
All the Eternal Night mbers who had just set foot on this strange land instantly lost their curiosity and tension.
In its place was a reverence and fanaticism that ca from the depths of their Souls.
No commands were needed.
Three hundred people, almost at the sa ti, knelt on one knee.
Their movents were as precise as an army trained a thousand tis over.
"Greetings, Master!"
The resounding voice echoed in the mountain hollow, startling a flock of birds in the distant forest.
Zhou Huai, controlling Zhuge Kongming, gently fanned himself, a gentle smile gracing his face.
"All of you, rise."
"Yes, Master!"
The three hundred people stood up in unison, their figures straight and tall like spears, awaiting inspection.
"From today onwards, this place will be your new leveling ground."
Zhou Huai's voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"The exotic beasts in this Secret Realm are far more powerful than any you've encountered before."
"Support and healing classes, be ready for rescue at all tis."
He raised his feather fan, pointing towards the mist-shrouded lake in the distance.
"Your current mission is to clear outwards along the lakeshore."
"Rember, do not be reckless; let the tank classes draw aggro first, and proceed steadily."
"Understood!"
Another unified roar.
The next second, this three-hundred-person team, like a precisely wound machine, moved swiftly.
At the very front were twenty heavily armored warriors with large shields, forming an iron defense line, cautiously advancing.
Following closely were assassins and rangers, stealthily moving on both sides of the team, responsible for reconnaissance and vigilance.
Mages and archers were firmly protected in the center of the Formation.
Healers' staffs were already glowing with soft light, ready to provide support at any mont.
The division of labor was clear, and their coordination was seamless.
This team was no longer a disorganized mob.
Instead, it was a battle-hardened army that truly understood coordinated combat.
Yasuo and Xiang Yu were not idle either.
They followed the main force, one on the left and one on the right, escorting these newly arrived "newcors."
Only when they gradually adapted to the strength of the exotic beasts in the Secret Realm would Zhou Huai allow them to disperse and form their own teams for leveling.
After completing all of this, Zhou Huai returned his consciousness to his main body.
He lay on the bed, feeling a dizzy spell.
He wasn't sure if it was due to overwork recently or if that cursed power was acting up again.
He just wanted to close his eyes and get a good night's sleep.
However, before going to sleep, there was one more thing to do.
With a thought.
A slender figure slowly erged from the shadows of the room.
It was Moria.
Zhou Huai took out the pitch-black Devil Dragon Egg from his Storage Ring.
Moria had been in the Secret Realm recently and hadn't co out, which had left this little fellow terribly hungry.
Those few days, it had been squawking in the Storage Ring, irritating Zhou Huai.
Now that Moria was back, this little fellow could finally have a satisfying al.
At Zhou Huai's command, Moria extended a pale finger and touched the eggshell.
Pure Devilish Qi, like a stream, continuously poured into the Dragon Egg.
The little Devil Dragon inside the egg imdiately let out excited "awoo" sounds, rolling around in the eggshell with excitent.
This ti, it was truly starving.
A thousand streams of Devilish Qi were absorbed in an instant.
It seed to still want more.
Another thousand streams.
Two thousand streams.
...
After absorbing a full five thousand streams of Devilish Qi, the greedy suction finally slowly ceased.
Zhou Huai had originally thought that once this little fellow was full, it would fall into a deep sleep, as usual.
However, this ti, the black Devil Dragon Egg, quietly lying on the bed, gently swayed.
Imdiately after.
Crack—!
A crisp, subtle cracking sound echoed in the silent bedroom.
A clear crack appeared on the top of the black Dragon Egg.
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