Chapter 146: Deeply Hidden

“Help, help!”

Ramos screamed out loud, but before he could struggle free from the Wind Wolf’s bite, five or six stronger Wind Wolves pounced on him and knocked him to the ground. In an instant, a miserable shriek rang out.

Once upon a time, the pampered Ramos was also a tough Demon Hunter; but after becoming the local Overlord near Arroyo Town, he spent his days in wine and women, having long lost the physique he had back then. Under the tearing and biting of a group of mutated Wind Wolves, he soon became a pile of white bones.

On this night of the full moon, the attack power of these mutated Wind Wolves was countless times greater than usual!

Looking at the vicious wolf pack closing in, Gary and McCance turned pale with fright and leaned back against each other in terror.

“McCance, let’s go, charge out!”

Gary pulled out his sharp heavy sword, his eyes wide open.

“Charge out? How do we charge out?”

McCance shook his head; the number of mutated Wind Wolves surrounding them from all directions was at least over two hundred. In the dense forest not far away, figures of Witch warriors also appeared, holding sharp crossbow bolts. This time, it was truly impossible to escape even with wings; with the combat power of him and Gary alone, there was absolutely no possibility of breaking through.

“Right, there is still one more person!”

Looking at the wolf pack pressing closer step by step, McCance suddenly thought of Hu Feng who was sitting astride the Tree Demon’s shoulder. A Fourteenth Step Tree Demon, if the three of them worked together, maybe there was still a glimmer of hope. Suddenly looking up, he was about to call out to Hu Feng to act together; unexpectedly, the latter was riding leisurely on the tall Tree Demon’s shoulder, turning a blind eye to the approaching wolf pack and Witches.

“McCance, in the future, don’t take risks so easily!”

Looking at Gary, who had previously thumped his chest to guarantee his safety, Hu Feng smiled, and a massive Demon God Phantom suddenly emerged behind him. With a light wave of his wide sleeves, McCance and Gary felt themselves swept up by a cold wind. The sound of rumbling wind rang in their ears, and the sharp wind stung their eyes so much they couldn’t open them. After the sound of the wind disappeared, they opened their eyes to look and found themselves already at the gate of Arroyo Town at the foot of the mountain.

A Stronger!

This was a truly world-class Stronger who kept his power deeply hidden!

Gary and McCance glanced at each other, and after the shock, they bowed in unison towards the place where Witch City was located. Even if they were slow-witted, they understood that they had encountered a truly peerless Stronger!

After cultivating the unique World Power of Prime Force, Hu Feng’s Ancient Divine Ability became more and more powerful, and his Great Teleportation Technique improved day by day. After sending Gary and McCance away, he gave an evil smile to the Witch warriors charging out, then his figure suddenly disappeared. Following his Soul induction, he soon caught up with the two mysterious men in black.

After using Ramos and the others to attract the Witch warriors’ attention, the two men in black sneaked all the way and quickly arrived outside the massive Witch City. Along the way, whenever they encountered hidden sentries lurking in the darkness, they either slipped past silently or killed them. Their strikes were ruthless; their hands turned into blades, and with one move, they killed the unsuspecting Witches.

“Peerless assassins, or powerful Wandering Hunters?”

Hu Feng followed silently behind the two, watching their ruthless killing moves, becoming more and more interested in these two guys’ identities. He followed them as they sneaked into the heavily guarded Witch City, moving carefully all the way, drifting through the darkness like a shadow. Soon, they arrived at a massive square.

On the square, it was already filled with Witches of all ages, devoutly prostrating on the ground. In the center of the square stood an ancient, mottled Altar, with four aged Witches occupying each direction, guarding a massive treasure. Unlike ordinary treasures, this was a huge circular arch engraved with countless complex and mysterious Runes, floating above the Altar. Through this massive gate, dreamlike worlds were faintly visible, rotating constantly like shifting time. Even from a distance, one could feel a vast energy fluctuation—ancient, weathered, and majestic—like the throne of an ancient emperor, making one feel an involuntary urge to bow down and worship.

Solomon!

This legendary treasure finally appeared before his eyes.

Looking at this supreme treasure, Hu Feng suddenly understood why the Harpy Witch Elder in the Underground World had been so obsessed with this treasure. Putting aside other powers, just the massive energy contained within was enough for the treasure Solomon to drive people crazy and take risks for it!

The massive number of the Witch race seemed to be conducting an ancient sacrifice.

Following the command of the Grand Elder holding a staff, every Witch on the square took out a sharp dagger and slashed hard across their wrists. Scarlet blood immediately fell to the ground, seeping into the Magic Array beneath their feet. Hundreds of thousands of Witches acted together; in an instant, the blood energy soared to the sky, and the air was filled with a thick smell of blood. With a ‘rumble’, the Solomon floating above the Altar trembled and burst into brilliant light. From the endless Void within the Solomon, an unparalleled aura suddenly came, and a dreamlike Plane slowly appeared before everyone’s eyes.

Clear, cold, and quiet, with boundless Oak Tree forests everywhere, and a pale purple mist rippling in the air. What came into view was a world of Oak Trees; those towering Oak Trees made the Witches feel waves of familiar fluctuations, like the River of Mother, opening its arms to the wanderers far away. In an instant, looking at this legendary homeland, the older Witches were in tears.

For the Witch race, the vast Wasteland was only a temporary dwelling. The origin of the Witch race, the legendary Witch Realm, was their eternal home. Returning to the Witch Realm was the lifelong dream of every Witch! There, there was no war, no disaster, and no persecution; it was a world that belonged to their Witch race.

Unfortunately, ever since the treasure Solomon was damaged millions of years ago, not a single Witch had been able to return to that legendary world. Every year, only on this night of the full moon, could they gather the strength of the entire clan to forcefully open Solomon and take a look from afar.

“Beyond the distant horizon, where the Oak Trees bloom, that is our hometown. I seek neither riches nor immortality; I only wish that when I die, I can be buried in that land full of Oak Trees, where spring flowers bloom!”

Looking deeply at the world behind Solomon, the Grand Elder, his face covered in wrinkles, was in tears and devoutly prostrated himself.

Although they rarely walked on the Wasteland, the reputation of the Witches was not good. In people’s eyes, they were mysterious and fierce, synonymous with death, curses, and plagues. In some places, after being captured, Witches were publicly hanged, and then their bodies were soaked in cold river water, leaving no bones, suffering many inhuman persecutions.

“Tuck, I will be responsible for blocking the experts of the Witch race, you are responsible for collecting Solomon, and leave immediately after succeeding!”

Looking at the Solomon floating on the Altar, the power within the tall man in black rose steadily, ready to erupt. A cold wind blew past, blowing the hat on his head to an unknown corner, revealing a pair of sharp curved horns. Even more shocking was that as the power within him rose, patches of fine black scales actually appeared on his skin. Those scales were dark and shiny, countless times harder than the heavy armor Hu Feng had ever seen!

“Sure enough, mutated Hunters!”

Looking at the scale armor on the man in black, Hu Feng’s heart tightened, and he slowly took out the sharp Death Oak.

After stepping into Witch City, the Death Oak kept trembling, especially when the Solomon shone brightly; it was simply about to break out of his body, as if it had received a strong call. From the Void came a subtle aura of fate; with the sword in hand, it felt as if he had incarnated as the Ruler of Destiny, controlling the past, present, and future of all things in heaven and earth.

“No, ArtTest, wait a bit longer!”

The man in black named Tuck reached out to hold back his companion beside him. The aura in his body was faint, but it gave people an even more dangerous feeling. If he didn’t move, he was still; once he moved, it would be earth-shattering!

After being short-lived, the dreamlike world behind Solomon became fainter and fainter, and only towering Oak Trees could be vaguely seen. Finally, it dissipated completely. Perhaps due to heavy hearts, or excessive blood loss, every Witch on the square looked listless, as if they had just recovered from a serious illness. Following the Grand Elder’s command, the four old Witches on the Altar stood up, preparing to put away the airborne Solomon. Just then, a sudden change occurred in the field, and a earth-shaking dragon roar suddenly rang out.

“ArtTest, attack!”

Tuck, who had been holding back, suddenly shouted violently, his figure bursting up and turning into a black giant dragon over a hundred meters long. With a ‘whoosh’, he pounced on the Solomon above the Altar like lightning, his vigorous body covered in fine black scales, breaking the defensive cover set up by the Witches with one claw. Behind him, ArtTest, who turned into a giant dragon, swung his tail powerfully, pouncing towards the four old Witch guards. The huge dragon claws whistled, instantly getting within inches of the opponents’ heads!

Fifteenth Step Black Dragon!

The unsuspecting Witches screamed out at once, and Hu Feng, lurking in the darkness, was also greatly shocked.

Originally, he thought these two guys were fierce mutated Hunters; he didn’t expect them to be two Black Dragons in disguise. Moreover, they were elites among the Black Dragons!

A Fourteenth Step Black Dragon was a top-level creature on the same level as Angels and Titans. Its close combat was said to be unrivaled among top-level creatures, and it feared no Magic below the high level. After evolving to the Fifteenth Step, its combat power was even more terrifying, equivalent to a top Stronger of the Human Race who had cultivated to the Peak of the Holy Step. It was even more powerful than some newly advanced Demi-god Strongers!

Dispatching two Fifteenth Step Black Dragons at once showed how much the Black Dragon race valued the treasure Solomon; they were determined to get it!

“Black Dragon, Hei Mu Ya, so that’s it!”

Looking at the two powerful Black Dragons, Hu Feng suddenly realized.

Before, hearing these two guys mention Hei Mu Ya, he thought they were top experts from some castle. He didn’t expect them to be two Black Dragons that could already shapeshift at will; even his Divine Sense couldn’t see through them.