The black sun hangs high

Chapter 275 It’s time
In such a desperate apocalyptic scenario, a figure who can freely roam among terrifying hordes of monsters and inflict heavy damage on them always provides a great sense of security.

The moment Hugh appeared, not only the members of the Black Sun Society, but even the Brotherhood bandits who had previously witnessed Hugh "cleaning up" the Brotherhood and were terrified of those hideous black tentacles, couldn't help but cheer loudly. They wished that this terrifying young man could summon more black tentacles and wipe out all these horrible monsters.

This is of course impossible.

In fact, as soon as Hugh dispels the illusion that envelops him, he immediately faces immense pressure. From the north to the center of Seren City, he is truly traveling within an "encirclement." As Hugh's substitute, the Mirror Messenger has been forced to die countless times in order to successfully lure away the Dark Abyss offspring.

After enduring countless "deaths," the Mirror Messenger has now chosen to lie in the groove of the metal disc and pretend to be dead. However, this behavior is of no help. Whenever Hugh needs it, he can still take it out at any time and have it quickly lure away the Dark Abyss offspring that are chasing and surrounding him.

As the day the black sun rises draws ever closer, the sense of urgency among the children of the Dark Abyss grows ever stronger.

Through observing their behavior, Hughes noticed that the offspring were moving south of Seren not only to put pressure on themselves by besieging the survivors in the city, nor simply to replenish their strength through more frequent hunting.

Their "marching" was far too exaggerated in scale.

All hiding places, nests, and locations that had become their permanent homes were completely abandoned during this journey.

Along the way, Hugh had seen more than once the empty ruins left by the complete departure of the Dark Abyss offspring. In these dark corners, apart from the bones and remains they had discarded, there was no trace of them.

"They are fleeing, they are migrating... just like other animals, they are trying their best to get away from the source of danger..."

Whenever Hugh had this thought, he couldn't help but look towards the north side of Seren, where the rugged hills were located, and also where the great rift was.

Although this "march" was severely restricted by the huge ritual site that enveloped the city of Seren, once the vast tribes that had been hiding underground in Seren finally came to the surface, they were still able to cover half the city with their pitch-black color.

Now, the survivors in the city are finally beginning to face the real "tide of death"—a wave of death fed by the flesh, souls, and memories of countless dead.

But now, this ever-advancing wave has come to a brief halt with the appearance of Hugh's figure.

The intertwined tentacles of Kalron continued to strike, and the blades shrouded in the mists of the Dark Abyss not only cut into the bodies of their offspring but also constantly tried to seize their power. This method of attack was effective in inflicting wounds on the individual Dark Abyss offspring and forcing them to retreat or return to their own kind.

As for the essence of the Dark Abyss power...

Hugh is completely unable to eat anymore.

Even though he kept feeding the Dark Abyss Essence he had seized to the inhabitants in the metal disc, the rate of consumption could not keep up with Hugh's hunting efficiency. Even the huge Destiny Root race could not completely "digest" the food that was fed to them in a short period of time.

"Give Way!"

Faced with several clusters of creatures coalescing together and attempting to form shells to block their offspring, Hugh shouted angrily. Under the command of the magical connection, the three-tailed giant rat, which was running at high speed, made a nimble turn. Hugh, riding on the back of the giant rat, raised his left arm at the right time. Hard keratin immediately extended forward along his arm, forming an extremely sharp and huge curved blade.

Like a charging cavalryman in the old days, this giant blade, emanating billowing black magical smoke, slashed out fiercely, cutting the Dark Abyss Spawns in half before their carapaces could fully form.

After making this move, Hugh quickly raised his right hand, which was holding the Black Sun Scepter. With this movement, a blinding magical flame immediately erupted and spread outward from Hugh. The scorching magical fire blasted away all the other Dark Abyss offspring that surrounded him, and also engulfed the offspring who had just been severely injured by Hugh. Then, ear-piercing hissing and screaming came from within the flames, causing the fleeing Brotherhood of Three Colors to cover their ears.

Even so, they still couldn't stop cheering.

In their view, such a mysterious and powerful mage was destined to be their savior. So, led by the members of the Black Sun Society, they began to regroup, preparing to move towards Hugh and accept the protection of this powerful figure.

The raging rat leaped out of the encirclement with Hugh. Hugh slightly turned to the side, his staff spinning and waving again. A page of magic floated out and quickly formed a standard Merlinle and a wall of flames behind them, instantly isolating all the distorted shadows that were chasing them in the area.

That wasn't all. People saw a dark green light flash across the young mage who had successfully broken through the encirclement, and as the staff shook, this strange dark green light was injected into the flames behind him.

With this simple action, the dazzling wall of flames changed color as this power was injected. The corrosive magic that Hugh had initially acquired once again displayed its dark charm within the city of Seren. The originally rolling heat wave also transformed into a bone-chilling cold wave as the dark green corrosive fire swayed.

"squeak……"

Sniggy the sprinting rat stopped in front of the disheveled Brotherhood members. Ignoring the Black Sun Society members who tried to bow their heads in awe, it turned its massive horned head slightly to look at its master.

It could clearly sense Hugh's attitude towards the people in front of it through the magical connection between the two.

"Leader! You've come to save us!"

"Thank goodness you were here!"

"Leader, please tell us, what should we do next?"

Those familiar faces crowded around Hugh. Hugh glanced at them and roughly knew that most of the Black Sun Society members who had previously been in charge of controlling the Tricolor Brotherhood were here. He gave them a gentle smile and nodded: "The base has completely fallen?"

"Yes...we have failed your preparations and hard work, but we have already given the order for all members to carry weapons and advance south!"

Hugh nodded. "Ah, you're planning to go to Iris Street? A wise choice." The member of the society who had spoken couldn't help but look up. He felt there was something odd about Hugh's tone, but he still trusted him. "Leader, you've actually succeeded in taking control of Iris Street and the Legal Committee branch..."

“Yes, I did it, and Bourwa helped me a lot.”

"That would certainly be an honor for Master Burva!"

Amidst the agonizing screams of the Dark Abyss Spawns as they were relentlessly burned and eroded by the Corrupting Fire, Hugh suddenly lowered his voice: "Yes, if it weren't for his head, it would probably have taken me much longer to persuade those mages... I really need to thank him."

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Upon hearing these words, the Black Sun Society members in front of Hugh showed surprise and fear on their faces. But before they could react, the running rats, who had received Hugh's command through the magical connection, had already made their move.

The giant rat, which the Black Sun Society regarded as a lost-age miracle, suddenly raised its body. Then it revealed its sharp claws and slammed down, instantly knocking over the unfortunate person closest to it. Its strength and weight were mercilessly applied to the body of this society member.

A sickeningly sharp crack echoed as the Society member, who had been "reporting" to Hughes just moments before, was instantly deformed under the violent crushing of the raging rat. Corrosive poison and icy dark mist seeped directly into his body through its claws, ending his life.

This was just the beginning. In the next instant, the scepter symbolizing the authority of the Black Sun Society swung rapidly in Hugh's hand, and several Karron tentacles extended from the void beside him. Sharp blades formed from black keratin pierced the unsuspecting members of the society. They didn't even have a chance to scream before their bodies were pierced by this attack without warning.

That wasn't all. After dealing with these troublesome and destabilizing factors, Hugh's gaze immediately shifted to the crowd. At this moment, the tricolor Brotherhood bandits had already begun to flee because of the killing happening before their eyes, but their speed was nothing compared to the speed of the running rat and the touch of Calron.

As Sniggy and his master quickly caught up with the crowd, the dark tentacles reappeared and stabbed into the chaotic crowd.

A few seconds later, several figures trying to escape from the crowd fell to the ground under the extremely precise attack of the Touch of Karron. Without exception, these people were all members of the Society who had been "certified" by the Black Sun Scepter. They were all developed within the Brotherhood by the Society's loyalists who had died earlier. Hugh naturally showed no mercy to these people whose cognition and beliefs had been assimilated by the Black Sun Society.

At this moment, the dark green wall of fire that had blocked countless offspring of the Dark Abyss began to shake violently, a sign that the magic was about to collapse.

Seeing that the barrier behind him was about to fail, Hugh quickly raised his cane. The next second, a warning magic signal appeared from the end of the cane and flew quickly into the air.

A violent explosion of magical energy came from behind. Several Dark Abyss spells released by the offspring finally tore through the wall of fire. Hugh stopped and gently patted Sniggy on the back. The sprinting rat, having received the command, responded softly and ran off again.

……

The headquarters of the Legal Committee, which had been filled with countless survivors, fell silent once again.

All experimental texts and records from this period have been sent away, and important supplies have also been transferred along with the previous evacuation teams.

As the warning signal released by Hughes soared into the sky, a muffled sound came from inside the base.

The Eye of Mel, an arcane artifact destined to remain unmovable, has been sealed away. The magical pedestal that supported the artifact's operation was destroyed by the mages themselves. The muffled sound just now was the sound of the expensive pedestal being magically destroyed.

“Gent Hermit, the heavy crystal shells that cannot be taken away have all been dismantled and installed according to plan... We can now detonate them at any time using the ritual.”

"Alright, let's start the evacuation. The mud is not far from us now, so let's not delay."

The Hermit Genet's figure remained tall and imposing; the busyness and exhaustion of the past few days had not been able to break this "giant." However, now, his rock-like face had acquired a melancholy air that he had not felt before, as if this walking stone statue might sigh at any moment.

After the evacuation order was officially given, the Hermit Genet walked alone through the empty hall and corridors. He arrived at the familiar laboratory, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally pushed open the tightly closed door.

"What was that sound just now?"

“We destroyed the base of the Eye of Mel's Ritual. As you know, the ritual itself uses the image of the goddess Mel, and it cannot be destroyed at will.”

"Ah...no wonder it was so noisy, it startled me."

As if she had just woken up, the female scholar's voice sounded somewhat muffled. She turned her head slightly, a hint of dazedness in her dark eyes: "So, it's time? You're going to prepare to leave, aren't you?"

"They have broken through the Tricolor Brotherhood's defenses and are approaching us. They should reach the southern city by dawn at the latest."

The hermit Gent slowed his speech, gazing at the magical container standing in the center of the laboratory, and couldn't help but sigh: "Justina, are you really ready?"

Upon hearing Genet's words, the figure "imprisoned" inside the magical container, suspended in the alchemical liquid, slowly moved forward.

Justina's gaze pierced through the container and landed on Genet's face. She smiled and said, "Hmm...it's just like when I first conducted experiments in Merlinler more than a decade ago..."

As she spoke, the alchemical elixir slowly began to flow, and at that moment, a dark shadow emerged from the female scholar's severed arm, eventually forming a complete arm.

She gently stroked the transparent barrier that separated her from the outside world with this newborn "arm," murmuring, "I'm a little nervous, a little scared... but also a little excited."

(End of this chapter)