Morok and his team knew that Adam Vinter had to be sowhere in this area. They weren't able to et at the borderline as planned, but they understood that he hadn't left the Primal Lands yet.
"Boss, what do you think? Who could have attacked Ramilo?" The muscular man said in a low voice. He sat next to a rock, looking bored as he broke one stone after another like nuts.
The young man who had lost his right arm in the clash with Ramilo looked at the campfire with a slight frown. He wasn't angry at his leader or even at Ramilo. The target of his discontent was soone else.
"What the hell were they thinking? Did they really believe that this bitch, Liliane, and the fifth team were enough to kidnap Adam Vinter? No matter where he is or what situation he's in."
The woman sitting to his right, smoking, blinked slowly.
"It's obvious. Just as we see him as a threat, humans see him as the next light. He's not the only one like that, but I can't rember the last ti a stellar Phantom progressed so quickly."
The girl, the last mber of their squad, bit her lip.
"Most likely, they think he'll manage to beco a Second Rank Phantom before the next World Wipe. That's bold, very bold, but given the situation, I can't say they're delusional."
Morok, who was sitting on a heavy log with his hands folded, nodded deeply.
"They definitely believe that. I don't know why SHE decided that the fifth team could handle this task, but that's why we were sent here. We are significantly stronger than they are, and we will accomplish our mission. What about Ramilo..."
Morok fell silent for a few monts.
"He was telling the truth, but only partially. Soone did attack him, but he gave Adam Vinter up willingly. It feels like he didn't expect it himself, but the plan was too good to turn down."
Although Morok's squad had arrived directly from the Befallen Crown, they had no way of knowing where Adam was. The Primal Lands were vast, not only in terms of territory, but also in terms of the monsters that lived there.
Every powerful monster had an aura that was just as powerful. Hundreds or even thousands of such auras overlapped each other, making it extrely difficult to track Adam's weak aura in such noise.
So they waited, waited until sothing unusual happened.
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
They waited for it.
A tremor ran through the Primal Lands as Morok turned his head.
In the distance, a pillar of darkness was visible, followed by a powerful, crimson aura that resembled a fla emanating from the hottest depths of hell.
The woman glanced to the side, brushing off the ashes.
"Well, well, for so reason I thought it was him from the very beginning."
The young man's eyes widened in disbelief.
"The First Star's energy? So powerful and pure? But... Is there even a single source of it here?"
The muscular man nodded.
"Yes. It's Adam Vinter himself. It seems he just absorbed the Dark Energy from the black flash."
"Hmm?" The girl blinked several tis. "Isn't that dangerously deadly at his level?"
Morok stood up, brushing the dust off his pants. His height and large fra cast a shadow over the girl.
"Yes. Adam Vinter had only one attempt to succeed, the First Star would consider it a failure. In his case, that would an death. Still..." Morok clenched his fists, his white gloves trembling. "Not only did he survive, but he gave that clown power. The more I learn about that bastard, the more I understand our elders' desire to destroy him."
With a nacing grimace, Morok raised his hand, and with a wave of his arm, the four monsters disappeared into the shadows. Then, he too was gone.
...
Step. Step. Step.
Morok and his squad were far from Zargos's mansion and the jungle, but given their level of power, they would reach their destination in just a few minutes.
rra understood this.
"Hurry, Adam! We don't have much ti!" She said as they stopped in front of the stone gates.
Tap.
She placed her palm on the gate, directing her energy as the seal on the gate glowed brightly, letting them inside.
Adam looked around, curiously examining the tall stone walls, where there was nothing but rare red crystals for lighting. Complex runes covered the walls from floor to ceiling.
There were no windows, secret entrances, or anything of the sort.
Rumble!
As soon as the gate closed with a crash, there was no way out.
"What is this place?"
rra turned to him.
"Zargos uses this basent to store energy or for practice. For this reason, the walls here are particularly strong. Even for a Lord, destroying them would not be easy."
However, Adam's eyes only grew darker.
"That won't stop those monsters, right?"
rra shook her head.
"Still, it will buy us ti. Stay behind . I'm not as strong as Zargos, but I can protect you."
Adam didn't argue as he stepped back, leaning against the wall. He placed his palm on the runes, feeling the energy flows running along the stone blocks.
"Hah, this isn't a basent, it's a real bomb shelter. I wonder how strong a monster would have to be to break through here with a single punch?"
...
Whooooooosh.
A warm breeze blowing through the jungle reached Zargos, ruffling his black hair.
He stood in a field, a hundred ters in front of his house. His aura was active, showing all his power.
Zargos did this on purpose. He couldn't let Morok and the others go to his house first. In that case, protecting Adam would beco even more difficult.
Soon, the corners of his mouth went up, forming a satisfied smirk.
His plan had worked.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Five shadows appeared before him as Morok, still shrouded in thick darkness, stepped forward, shaking the ground with his powerful stride.
"It's really you, Zargos..." He croaked. Morok was not thrilled with who their opponent turned out to be.
Zargos shrugged.
"Guys, are you lost? This is private property, so if you don't want to kick your asses, get out of here while I'm still in a good mood!"
Morok spat out.
"Fucking jester."
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