The Rise of the Black Plain

Chapter 2745 Infiltration of the Cursed Rock

At first, Minos did not know how to get into the Cursed Stone. He just walked calmly towards the defensive formation in the area, trying not to hide his position.

But after getting closer to the area and seeing through some camouflage, he found his way to one entrance to the prison.

At this very moment, he was walking in front of one of the prison’s three entrances, through which the staff behind the facility’s surveillance and maintenance used to come and go.

After passing through a series of formations that could easily scramble the mind of a newly promoted Supreme and keep him circling the prison entrance, Minos overcame the last mental barrier generated by the formations in the area. He saw what was in that place behind the distractions, a cave entrance, where a grandiose artificial structure blocked much of the way, with a cylinder-shaped metal door in the center of it.

There were a few steps between this place and the passage he passed, with guards positioned in lotus position, others patrolling the area.

One man standing there at the moment had been monitoring Minos since he started down this path a few minutes ago, and waited for the elderly and weak-looking fellow to complete the entire journey before moving.

Recognizing Minos’ appearance and his inability to fathom the newcomer’s cultivation, this level 116 guard approached the black-robed man and said. “Welcome to the Cursed Stone, senior. It is my honor to speak with a true necromancer.”

The man’s words were full of reverence and honor. This guy certainly had his doubts, but his words were sincere.

Minos nodded without saying much, as he sensed the future that awaited him there. “Take me to Jailer Deryk. I recently spotted a powerful intruder who was part of a group that is imprisoned here. I want information from one of his former companions.”

Upon hearing the name of one of the Cursed Stone’s underbosses, this guard felt more confident that Minos’ identity was true.

“May I see your credential, senior? I’m afraid I’ll need it to get into the prison.”

Minos promptly handed over an item bearing the symbol of a skull, the identification of the man he had killed days ago.

The guard used a special device to check Minos’ ID, while other men in the vicinity glanced discreetly at them.

Minos glanced back, counting 12 low-level Supremes and 1 mid-level one over there.

‘That’s quite a force to stand at the least important door of the prison… Why such a force to apprehend trespassers? Isn’t that the sovereign force that has control over the entire island?’ This intrigued him.

Minos’ experience told him that there were only two justifications for this phenomenon. Either there were powerful rebel groups in Uzira, groups that could have members imprisoned in the Cursed Stone, or some of the prison inmates were truly defiant.

‘I’ll look into it later.’

The guard successfully verified Minos’ identity, and returned the skull-symbol item to him, before indicating forward. “You may proceed. Someone will escort you to Jailer Deryk.”

The cylindrical door of that entrance opened slowly, revealing a brightly lit and very well-built structure, with thick walls that were resistant to even the spatial manipulation of high-level Supremes.

The moment he felt the door close, already inside the entrance corridor where a level 117 woman was waiting for him at the end of 100 meters of corridor, Minos felt the outside world become totally inaccessible to him.

He couldn’t help but narrow his eyes as he felt his cultivation subtly restricted to level 115, something similar to what happened in the tower of the True Celestial being, but it was a little weaker here.

‘That’s impressive… The members of the prison have a device with them to keep their cultivation stable.’ He looked at the woman waiting for him with an interesting smile on her face.

‘However, I can overcome this restriction as soon as I want to.’ Minos held back his desire to do so, aware that such an action would alert the whole prison to his real motivation there.

“Surprised, senior?” asked the woman waiting to guide him to Jailer Daryk. “Cursed Stone is the safest place in all of Uzira. Even though we have some of the most dangerous names on the continent imprisoned here, including level 124 Supremes, there is no risk of escapes.

Everyone who isn’t a member of the prison has their cultivations limited to the beginning of the 12th stage, while the guards can use everything we’ve built in our lives, as well as the prison’s weapons and formations.”

“That’s impressive…” Minos muttered as he looked at her. “I’d heard about it, but I didn’t think it was so fantastic. Amazing what we do here,” he said with genuine admiration.

When he reached her side at the end of that long corridor, he saw the woman greet him with a gesture unusual for him, but normal for this place.

She clasped her right fist just below her left shoulder and brandished it. “All hail the Eternal Death!”

Minos almost laughed, but the fact that he had already heard about it from the man who tortured and now he wore the guise made him prepared to hear such a thing.

The people of Uzira’s sovereign family had an unusual love of death and worshipped it almost fanatically. In particular, the family’s creator figure, Eternal Death, had supposedly achieved immortality by reaching level 125 and millions of years ago, and family members had used that greeting since then.

“All hail the Eternal Death.” Minos said in response, before seeing a woman dressed in a prison uniform turn around and walk in front of him.

Her name was Alys, and she seemed quite talkative.

“Senior, Jailer Deryk is quite busy today. Some troublesome new arrivals are in his wing of the prison, and I’m afraid he’s interrogating them at the moment.

But as soon as he’s finished dealing with the bastards, he’ll talk to you about what you want. For now, I’m going to accompany you through the Jailers and Guards area of the prison.”

Alys would explain to Minos how this wing of the prison was separated from the prisoners’ section by formations and barriers as strong as those at the entrance he had passed through. If one wanted to access them, they would have to receive permission from one of the Chief Jailers, one of the highest ranks in this place.

She showed him the area where the Guards normally ran the place, where they rested and socialized, as well as training and study areas. The place was like a large city built into a mountain, with several levels and all kinds of service options, including stores, restaurants and massage parlors.

Over 5,000 cultivators worked there to keep the prison running, including over 300 Supremes!

After almost an hour there, Minos understood how difficult his journey would be to reach his wives!