"Get ready and follow my men down! The dark magic in you is a gift from Him, and it can sense and suppress the power of the Star Skeleton Heart! Now, it's time for you to prove your worth as the 'Son of God'! Find the Star Skeleton Heart and bring it back!"
He waved his hand and pointed out a team of guards wearing black rune armor and with a cold and powerful aura, and ordered without question:
"Protect the Holy Son closely, no one can afford to lose!"
In the Star-Moon Fortress, Eliza watched the subtle movements in the direction of Black Anvil and the Dark Fortress, her eyes as cold as the moon.
They have also sent people... We can't fall behind.
"Monica, Anna." She turned to the two women, her tone undeniably calm, but in reality, it was a precise calculation. "I know you have no intention of joining my Star-Moon Church, but you are thirsty for the knowledge of my Star-Moon Church.
"Since you have a request, we have an opportunity to cooperate. As long as you can help me find the Star Skeleton Heart and bring it back, I promise to grant you the right to enter the Great Library of the Icefield Star-Moon Church. You can visit it as long as you like.
"We can also make you a free space teleportation magic disk. Join our first reconnaissance team. Use your perception to guide the moonlight and find the core of the star debris. How about that?"
Although it was a negotiation, both parties understood that this was actually a forced sale. As an appraiser, Monica naturally knew earlier than Enzo that they were planted with legendary tracking marks.
No matter what the reason was, she had to go and see the so-called 'Heart of the Star Corpse'. Since the Legendary level didn't dare to come into direct contact with that thing, maybe it could help her remove the Legendary level tracking mark on her body.
Like Enzo, she and Anna were also 'protected' by an elite team and rappelled down the canyon from a secret location.
The top leaders of the three churches all have the same plan.
Send your most elite and trusted confidants to risk their lives by diving into the thick fog to find and control the "Heart of the Star Relic" before anyone else!
As for the energy output of staying on the fortress and pretending to attack with all-out force to confuse others?
Just keep up the appearance and fool people.
Mark lay in the shadows at the edge of the rift, watching three teams wearing different equipment but with similar urgency rappel down into the swirling pale fog one after another. All that was left in his heart was absurd ridicule.
"Crazy... or stupid?"
He whispered silently in the howling cold wind, his cold eyes sweeping over the three towering steel fortresses.
Xingyue and the Dark Church tried their best to split up their team and control them separately.
But now, in order to get ahead of others, he sent Monica, Anna and Enzo into the same unknown danger.
Still in a state of signal disconnection and mutual hostility!
This is like throwing the scattered puzzle pieces into the same fire pit, waiting for them to reassemble themselves and then strike back.
Mark didn't act immediately.
He lay dormant like the most patient rock eagle, until the "beam of light" pouring down from the surface of the fortress gradually died down. It was obvious that he was just maintaining an appearance, and his main focus had turned to searching for the elite team below.
The time has come.
Taking advantage of the blind spot at the edge of the thick fog, with Xiao Mu's help, he was like a phantom blending into the cold wind.
Following a steeper and more dangerous ice crevasse that deviated from the landing point of the three forces, they quietly slid into the depths of the Frostwhispering Valley.
The icy fog was thicker and colder than I had imagined.
The visibility was almost zero, and even the soul perception was severely disturbed by the thick fog filled with ice crystals and dust left after the annihilation of star remains, as if being trapped in a sticky quagmire.
He could only rely on his memory and Xiao Mu's weak analysis of the environmental energy to sneak towards the approximate location of the Deepfurnace Dwarf Camp in his memory.
The boots stepped on the frozen soil mixed with gravel and strange blue ice powder, making a slight creaking sound that was almost absorbed by the mist.
The air was filled with the burnt smell left after a strong magical conflict, the sulfurous stench left by the creatures of the abyss, and a strange cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and could freeze the essence of the soul.
This cold wave is far more severe than the one outside Torg Cave half a month ago, and it carries the aftereffects of the erosion by the powerful force of the star remains.
With his amazing sense of direction, he estimated that he had arrived at the place he remembered.
There is no light.
There were no familiar holes.
There is no huge ice wall blocking everything, flowing with blue starlight.
There was only a huge ice fault, as smooth as if it had been scraped by the roughest scraper, abruptly embedded in the rock wall of the rift valley, forming a strange contrast with the surrounding chaotic impact craters and frozen abyss filth.
The entire cave disappeared.
Along with the thick blue ice portal that required Torge's unique power to open, it disappeared without a trace.
Mark stopped in front of the mirror-smooth ice wall and brushed his fingers across the cold surface.
A trace of pure and ancient starlight chill seeped into the fingertips, freezing cold, but different from the toughness of the previous barrier, as if... it had completely merged with this rift.
His sharp eyes swept across the ground where the camp had originally been and the surrounding rock walls.
There were no signs of fighting, no breaches where ice chips flew everywhere, no signs of forced digging or magical bombardment.
Those crazy dwarves who were once eroded by the starlight like blue ice veins and chained to the rock wall outside the cave... are gone too.
There was no wreckage, no fragments of broken restraints, as if they had never existed.
It was as if someone… no, as if the valley itself had erased their existence in an instant.
In the end, Torge did not wait for the three forces to take away the "Heart of the Star Corpse" as he had said before.
Even though Shenlu is now at the end of its strength, it still chooses to fight.
Torge disappeared, Deepforge disappeared.
But the hunters of the Tripartite Church have already put it in the cage. The core of the "Heart of the Star Remains" they are looking for may still be here, or may have been taken away and completely hidden by Torge.
Next is the time for hide-and-seek and tracking. Judging from the state of the Deepfurnace dwarves, they probably can't hide for too long.
Mark quickly locked on the most likely evacuation direction of the Deep Furnace branch based on the landing points of the elite teams of the three forces and the time difference between Torge and others' disappearance.
The northwest rift zone is colder and has a more chaotic energy structure deep in the rift valley.
Without hesitation, he took Xiao Mu and chased after him like a ghost.
The biting cold wind carried the lingering blue ice powder, and visibility was extremely low.
Mark was so focused on the dim path ahead and the faint dwarven aura lingering in his soul perception that he didn't notice that several black shadows that perfectly matched the environment had merged into the shadows of the ice cliff to the side and rear.
The Black Anvil Dwarf Squad's concealment equipment is indeed extraordinary. The specially made ice-blue metal coating not only distorts light, but also isolates their subtle energy fluctuations, just like the ice layer of the rift itself.
Just as Mark was about to cross a narrow ice crack...
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