But as soon as it flew ten or twenty ters away, a blood-colored cage seed to have been waiting there the entire ti, directly enveloping it.
Bam~
The shadow collided directly with the cage, but the cage, despite its apparent gaps, remained impenetrable.
Crimson cage contracted rapidly, landing directly on the ground.
Like a bird caught in a net, no matter how frantically the shadow slamd inside, it was to no avail.
The cage slowly sank into the ground, leaving only a tip exposed.
At this mont, Lear saw clearly what the shadow was.
A mass of constantly surging black fog.
No specific shape.
It looked rather peculiar.
Concentrating, Lear perceived its attribute panel erging in his mind.
Shadow of the Mist
Special Lifeform
[Level]: 14
[Potential]: Special (No level limit)
[Traits]: Silent Black Mist (Special) Allows one’s body to expand, transforming into a silent black mist, reducing all attributes of those who step into it by 60%.
Formless Body (Special) No specific shape, can transform into various forms for attacks or defense, immune to physical damage.
Shield of Black Fog (Special) Can condense a magic shield with one’s own mist, capable of withstanding enormous damage.
Energy Body (Special) Can absorb and store external energy, the more it absorbs, the more its attributes and skills are enhanced, current stored energy: 647 points.
[Evaluation]: A mass of mist long contaminated by soul energy scattered by the Divine Spirit, transforming into a unique form of life.
Lear, upon reading the Shadow of the Mist’s attributes, was quite amazed.
It was the first ti he had encountered such a special lifeform.
A mist that can live, sowhat rare indeed.
Not only is its level as high as Level 14, but its potential is also quite unique, with no specific data, only a special description.
But the explanation of no level limit lies behind it.
This is truly remarkable.
Even for a 4-star hero, the level cap is only Level 15.
As strong as a Two-headed Giant Chief, a 5-star hero, its level cap is just Level 18!
Having no level limit indicates limitless potential for the future.
This improves his mood even more.
Besides, what it possesses are not skills but treasure-like descriptions... Traits.
Continuing to gaze further down, it becos clear that the valley’s forbidden black mist was created by the Shadow of the Mist.
This attribute is too abnormal, directly reducing the opponent’s attributes by 60%, without logic.
Its ability to change forms also captivates him, as it alone has buried over two thousand Deserted Tomb Guards.
Thinking about this, his gaze shifts slightly.
Being Level 14, it takes over two thousand Deserted Tomb Guards to suppress the Shadow of the Mist, and this is even after enduring a blast from a 4-star level Alchemy Bomb.
If it were in its complete state, how fierce might it be?
He glanced at the intelligence prompt again and didn’t hesitate, moving his thoughts.
The power of the Land of Crimson Rot was mobilized, forming a vague crimson sheen on the earth surface.
This bloody energy began to converge into the cage and then poured fiercely into the Shadow of the Mist.
Under the surging power, Shadow of the Mist imdiately quieted down.
Not only did it not resist, but it began to frantically devour the crimson energy.
Its pure black body gradually exhibited a faint blood color as it absorbed more energy.
One could perceive with the naked eye the expansion of its energy, the increase of its aura.
At the mont when the Shadow of the Mist reached a certain threshold in energy consumption, Lear suddenly sensed a consciousness as tender as the Desolate Tomb approaching.
Full of delight and affection.
Lear slightly moved his mind, spiritual power dispersed and rged into the other’s body together with the energy of the Land of Crimson Rot.
The Shadow of the Mist fully enjoyed the absorption without any resistance.
Until finally, the Shadow of the Mist, like the Desolate Tomb, completely beca his servant.
Lear sensed this, and his mood greatly improved.
Another great treasure added to the account!
The valley of the Dark Naga is almost comparable to a relic.
They’re all generous benefactors.
Soon, the stored energy of the Shadow of the Mist soared to 10,000 points.
At this mont, Lear also had the Land of Crimson Rot stop injecting energy.
For every increase of one point in energy, Shadow of the Mist requires the blood and flesh energy provided by one corpse of a Fallen Demon.
In this brief ti, it has devoured tens of thousands of corpses...exaggerated.
He felt the Shadow of the Mist was like a huge sponge, no matter how much power he infused, it absorbed it all.
He even sensed that if he poured the entire Land of Crimson Rot into it, it would be able to digest it completely.
That wouldn’t do, as this blood and flesh energy was obtained at the cost of slaughtering hundreds of thousands or even millions of Fallen Demons.
Feeding the Shadow of the Mist alone is too extravagant.
Moreover, after several rounds of consumption, the energy of the Land of Crimson Rot has significantly declined.
Currently, the Three-tailed Pig can’t yet be released in large quantities, with no fixed source for blood and flesh energy.
He needs to be more economical.
Such large-scale Fallen Demon armies aren’t easy to encounter.
Lear ca back to his senses and waved his hand.
The surrounding cages imdiately scattered.
Once free, the slightly blood-splattered Shadow of the Mist flew over like a small bee, circling around Lear.
Occasionally, it affectionately nudged his shoulder and neck.
Soft and fluffy, like a little toy made of fluffy feathers.
Moreover, it had a cool sensation, making the touch quite pleasant.
Seeing this, Lear’s smile grew even stronger.
He reached out to rub it, his peripheral vision suddenly catching sight of the imprisoned King of Naga.
Their cloak was now mostly tattered, but it remained quite striking.
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