The Rise of the Black Plain

Chapter 2743 Deadly Attack

Minos crossed Uzira’s space, moving so fast that, in less than five days, he was gradually feeling the salt in the air, a sign of the proximity of the coast.

He didn’t spend hardly a minute of those days standing still. On the contrary, he moved as much as he could, imagining that he had to run, especially after what he had heard from Yon’s tribe.

If the rulers of Uzira were necromancers, then Abby was certainly in trouble!

He already knew that the forces on the continent were vindictive and that local power was centralized in the hands of a large sovereign force. At the thought of how Abby could become a threat to such a family or even a target, he was in a hurry to catch up with the Macabre Horde and find out how to get to the place of his vision.

But after days of traveling, today Minos finally spotted a large city similar to Examire, and couldn’t help but slow down and check out the area.

He didn’t enter the city, but used his powers to analyze the area, seeing the density of Supremes there, which was even greater than the amount of level 114 Sovereigns that existed in Examire.

The strongest in that city was a level 124 being, a type of opponent that Minos had no interest in facing while hunting down the traces of his women.

He soon continued west, leaving the previous town behind and soon feeling the paths of the Nautilus’ Compass changing.

Arriving in an area that seemed to be total night, with a black sky and dark shadows, he stopped when he realized that the Nautilus’ Compass was pointing him towards the center of the darkness.

‘That feeling…’ Minos frowned as he felt a strong negative feeling coming from miles ahead, something similar to what he had already felt in The Obsidian Shore—the place where he got the black liquid.

‘Could this be where the source of the black liquid is?’ he wondered as he landed in the dark forest, stopping moving so fast as he walked calmly.

But as Minos moved closer to the black liquid-like sensation, he felt something else. Stopping in the middle of an open field, he saw something similar to a black cloud close to where he was standing, followed by a deadly trail. Where this trail had gone, there was nothing alive left.

‘That cloud…’ He looked at it and remembered what Ibbe had told him. ‘Is that the trail of death? It looks like I’m near Awakening Peak. Wait a minute…’

Suddenly, he realized something. ‘The Macabre Horde originates from the black liquid?’ He stopped where he was, less than 100 meters away from the black mist coming from the dark cloud up ahead.

Then Minos moved one of his hands, forming a spatial distortion in front of his fingers, while something similar happened in one of the corners of the dark cloud.

A small piece of darkness from the cloud appeared in Minos’ hands as he watched it with interest, unconsciously thanking the level 124 soul fragment that had given him a technique with dimensional control. The skill based on that technique was working very well in Minos’ hands.

By closing his eyes and feeling that dark essence, Minos knew where it came from, but also where it would lead him.

‘It seems you’ve gone quite far off your normal course. But I’m glad you left a trail. I’ll just have to follow it…’

He was thinking, when he suddenly felt something and opened his eyes, seeing a harpoon flying towards his heart from behind him.

Temporal Sands!

Sensing that he was going to be pierced by that weapon, Minos controlled the time and space around him, regressing the time in his vicinity to a minute in the past.

After using his most advanced ability in the art of time control for the first time, Minos turned around, raising his guard as he spread his wings.

“Sneaking is not a good thing.” He raised one of his hands in the air and a dragon’s claw broke through the space, striking the harpoon flying towards him with great force.

The enormous weapon immediately changed course, covered in silver flames that made its structure roar.

“Oh? Time control?” An ancient voice came from the direction the attack had come from, while a three-meter-tall man, shrouded in chains and with a thin body, appeared floating in a dark cloud.

Minos narrowed his eyes as he looked at the level 121 Supreme, who had almost seriously injured him. For a moment, he couldn’t help but feel his heart beat a little faster at coming so close to a mortal blow.

“Uzira is really interesting. But at my current level, old man, you’re not my opponent.” He didn’t fear his opponent, however.

A surprise attack from someone so strong would definitely be deadly for Minos. But now he was fully aware of his surroundings.

“Hehehe, an intruder on my land dares to say who his opponent is?” the old man asked as he pulled out a new weapon, this time a large scythe, covered in darkness, linked to the chains around his body.

Minos moved his hands and energy nuclei around his body, propelling his cultivation upwards.

‘Unfortunately, the years in the True Celestial dimension have somewhat limited my artificial energy reserve construction. But I still have enough to deal with this guy.’

As he thought, Minos felt his cultivation reach level 119, a single advance, the maximum he could now achieve without stealing anyone’s cultivation. But on reaching level 119, he immediately sensed the energy of the enemy in front of him, and stole it for himself.

The man with powers over death, slowly making bodies rise from the ground, froze as he felt his cultivation decrease by one level. Meanwhile, Minos’ cultivation increased a little more, reaching level 120.

The gravity on him increased to the point that he could no longer hold on to his weapon, dropping it as he also plummeted, hitting his knees hard on the ground.

“Who are you?!” he asked as his eyes widened, seeing Minos’ six wings glowing in silver flames.

Minos took a step forward and all the darkness around the man retracted simultaneously as the pressure of gravity on him increased.

“Do you know what the necromancers’ weakness is, Barnet?” Minos asked instead of answering the man, making him look even more afraid.

“You… If you know who I am…”

“Oh, no. Don’t even try. You’ll die. But rejoice.” Minos laughed as the corpses summoned by Barnet slumped in his presence. “You’ll become undead too!” he said as he approached that member of Uzira’s sovereign family, whom he readily understood by the threat Barnet was about to make.

“But back to the point, a necromancer’s weakness, apart from their physique, is their mind. The mind is your strength. So when destroyed, you have nothing.”

Minos turned reality into a nightmare, making that thin old man’s eyes flutter as he lost total contact with his surroundings, screaming as he saw his demons attacking him.