Chapter 85: War

At this time, Sean was in the center of a broken magic altar.

This broken magic altar was exactly the one Sean passed through when he entered the Yellow Sand World.

Fortunately, this altar was not completely destroyed and still had a certain operating ability, otherwise Sean would not be able to come back.

It was only after discovering the magic altar under his feet that Sean realized that he was now in Shadow Valley.

Shadow Valley, which was once brightly lit like daytime, was now dark, as if confirming its name.

Because he had survived in the hot and dazzling environment of the Yellow Sand World for too long, Sean, who had just returned to the Dark Area, had not yet recovered his night vision ability.

Including the scrapping of the pale mask, it was also a big loss.

Don't look at this small mask, which is only a low-level magic prop grade.

But Sean, who has been used to it, thinks that its value is not inferior to that of ordinary intermediate magic props.

In addition to finding a way to repair it in the future, Sean can completely rely on his alchemy ability to add some other functions to it and improve its quality.

Equipment is also a part of strength.

If Sean had as much equipment as his senior brother Zorro or senior sister Fei'er in the Yellow Sand World, he probably wouldn't have been stranded and wasted in the Yellow Sand World for two years.

When Sean gradually adapted to the darkness, he finally saw the surrounding situation clearly.

What he saw was a ruin and debris.

The valley terrain of the entire Shadow Valley was also transformed into a small basin under the collision of indescribable power.

The collapsed magic tower and the gully-filled ground marked how fierce the battle had been here.

Sean didn't see any dead bodies.

I think even if there were corpses, they were either collected by the warring parties or digested by the ecological environment of the underground world.

In the dark area, there will never be a shortage of "scavengers".

The only thing that was not affected too deeply by the war was the magic altar where Sean was at this time.

This is also a blessing in disguise. Except for several cracks across the altar, the entire altar did not collapse or sink.

This is also the reason why this altar can barely operate and pull Sean back.

"What happened here?"

"How are the mentor and Lina doing now?" Sean was shocked when he saw the situation clearly.

He didn't care about the excitement of returning to the wizard world and the joy of the sudden increase in mental power.

After discovering that there was no extra information that could be discovered in this Shadow Valley, Sean looked into the depths of darkness and went there resolutely.

...

The Shadow Valley is far away from Mosobra City.

At the beginning, Sean took the airship and it took a week to travel. Now he is walking back, and it takes longer.

Including the unclear specific route, it also means that the time for Sean to return to Mosobra City will be greatly extended.

But Sean doesn't care about the time spent.

He has survived more than two years in the Yellow Sand World, so why is he afraid of this last shudder?

Mosobra City is the most likely place for the mentor and Lina and others.

If the Holy Tower organization on the surface even captured that place, I'm afraid there would be no room for black magicians in the entire Underdark.

"Don't let anything happen!" While silently chanting in his heart, Sean rushed towards the direction of Mosobra City.

In order to hurry, Sean didn't even pay attention to his diet.

He ate mushroom soup for more than two years in a row, and continued to eat it after returning to the Underdark.

In addition to killing a low-level magical beast salamander that he encountered by chance, at most he collected some edible underground plants for seasoning.

It's true that maybe it's because of the different worlds, Sean actually felt that the same elemental mushrooms seemed to taste a little better.

A month later, Sean finally arrived at the border area of ​​Mosobra City.

It was also when passing through a small subhuman tribe that Sean learned that it had actually been four years since he left Mosobra City.

Apart from the two and a half years spent in the Yellow Sand World, the remaining one year difference, Sean guessed, was probably related to what his senior brother Zorro said about the time consumption when traveling through the space-time channel.

Especially when Sean came back, such a rough way of traveling was just waking up again after a coma for him, but who knows how much time was wasted.

Four years... That is to say, Sean is 24 years old this year.

Sean, who trimmed his beard and hair again, was able to get rid of the category of savages.

A pair of deep,

calm eyes and golden hair, although Sean was only wearing a cheap black moss coat that was extremely common in the underground world, his noble magician temperament was difficult to conceal.

And Sean was more mature than before.

When Sean arrived at the border area of ​​Mosobra City, a violent magic explosion of "boom" suddenly sounded!

The battle of Mosobra City is still going on!

The battle is still going on, which means that this city of black magicians has not been lost, and it also means that the mentor and Lina and others may still be there!

After learning about this, Sean immediately rushed to the center of Mosobra.

However, when he could see the towering city walls of Mosobra from afar, he was shocked.

The towering city walls and solid walls had collapsed under an unknown force!

Rather than saying that the battle between the black magicians and the surface holy tower magicians is still going on, it is better to say that the black magicians of Mosobra City are struggling to resist the attack of the surface holy tower magicians and trying to make a final struggle.

The place where the explosion just now should be located in the Black Magic Academy in the center of Mosobra City.

Thick black smoke billowed from Mosobra City.

However, it was somewhat surprising that Mosobra City itself did not fall into too much chaos.

Sean even saw the civilians living in the city, under the maintenance of some human warriors wearing armor, maintaining basic order and gradually walking out of the increasingly chaotic city.

These humans wearing armor did not have any elemental fluctuations, but the blood and hidden threats they possessed made Sean feel the pressure of facing the formal black magicians directly.

This is a existence that is strong enough to be on par with the formal magicians. Are they... knights?

The many minotaur corpses that fell on the ground, and the many dark creatures that were torn in half.

It means that it is very likely that these knights holding sharp weapons and wearing armor killed them.

Just by staring at one of the knights for a little longer, Sean felt a slight sting in his eyes.

Then, "clang!" A long spear came through the air and stabbed right in front of the dark corner where Sean was hiding.

"Who is it?!" At the same time, a shout came.