Night's footprints spread to all the parallel towns of Yanan, no more, no less, a total of 1,196, which is the number of all the inhabitants who used to live in Yanan Town, and the same number is the shadow of hatred that hovers over the ruins of the old days.

Their souls were sacrificed to the god of time, and without God's permission, even if they were killed or eliminated, they would be resurrected again and serve God forever.

Even if you are long dead and have lost your memory, the 'fear of loneliness' fragment in the genes still plays a role.

Most of the Shadows of Anan act in groups, and as a result, most of the parallel towns of Yanan show no signs of Shadows' activity.

The night walks through each of the towns of Yanan, leaving a coordinate.

With the Eye of Truth, he was able to directly observe the data of each of Anan's shadows.

An ordinary Shadow is 50, a half-spirit, half-undead creature at the peak level of epic, blessed with the talent of [Decay of All Things], which can attack in incredible ways, deprive others of their lifespan, and at the same time, it is immune to the effects of time.

Because it is a half-spirit, Shadow is immune to half of its physical attacks, as well as half of its elemental and soul attacks.

The peak of Shadow's combat power is in the first second after death, and the [Deadly Aging] skill is only activated when the health is cleared, causing a permanent 10% reduction in the life of creatures within a radius of 50 feet.

Even a species with a lifespan of almost immortality like the Brain Eater would not dare to attack the hordes of Yanan Shadows with self-detonation attacks, believing that the rampant last time was enough to teach it a profound lesson.

However, in the society of shadows, there are three levels above the ordinary: elites, bosses, and lords.

The elite is a shadow with a broad-bladed scythe, and its strength is around the lower level of mythology.

The boss is the Giant Shadow, whose strength is at the high level of mythology.

The only lord at the head is a taller than 40 feet, with an amber flame of time burning all over his body, and his primary weapon is a flail staff with three hammer heads attached.

This is a high-level demigod who is close to a powerful shadow of a pseudo-god, not inferior to Kamaleza in strength, and can freely manipulate the [Time Domain], any creature that steps into the realm may fall into a state of aging, or be suspended for time, so that it cannot move, only 3 points higher than the Shadow Lord in divinity, has a 50% chance of being completely immune to the effect of the realm.

Nightshade once met the Shadow Lord.

As with his own conjecture, the more deeply involved he is with Carter Ward, or the more he has a major connection with the witch trials, the stronger the shadow transformed after death.

The Shadow Lord still retains the face of a human being.

It was transformed by the priest Gregory, but like all shadows, it had lost almost all of its memories in the long and dry years, and could only linger on the ruins of his hometown with a broken impression.

The mutilation of memory is also the mutilation of wisdom, and despite the risk of being attacked by deflecting from the enemy camp, the night finds that he still lacks effective means of negotiating with the Shadow.

They don't talk to each other, but instinctively resist outsiders entering their homeland, and attack them.

This is the useful information that Nightnight has gathered so far.

As for the trialists who entered the Dream Gate together, in addition to himself, Brain Eater Kamalesa, and Reversal Mage Barton, there is also a withering Chosen and a withering champion.

The Chosen is the pinnacle of epic ranks, but the champion has stepped into the realm of mythology, and is the only one who can contain the combat power of the Brain Eater slightly head-on.

But so far, before the arrival of the Old Maniacs, the most threatening being for everyone was Kamalesa.

Nights is weaving a plan to bring all the Trialists on the same side as Anan's Shadow to unite against the old cultists.

However, at present, only he has insight into the truth, but the disclosure of the truth is also due to the words of the family, so as to minimize the credibility.

What's more, under the temptation of the Godhead, the relationship between the trialists is even more cruel, even if they come together because of common interests, but the trust between them will be reduced to a minimum.

Therefore, Cangye simply started with the purpose of fooling everyone, and secretly used others to complete his own plan.

Among the trialists, his own strength ranks second-to-last, so the target that Cangye can attack is the rare lucky one.

……

Barton carefully maneuvered between each portal.

The White Gate can meet and travel through hundreds of parallel planes, and the Black Gate can enter another strange plane, but it doesn't seem to be of much use for its current purpose.

But by the grace of luck, he never met a brain-eater, or a trialist other than the night.

And the shadow of Yanan let Barton slip away on the opportunity to come at his fingertips again and again.

The lucky rejuvenating mage has not yet encountered any real danger, but he has not benefited from it either.

At this moment, he naturally did not know that since he passed through a white door again, a sinister shadow had been following him.

Cangye has been secretly observing for a long time, and all the data has been clearly listed in front of his eyes.

The future god of reversal of time is now nothing more than a mediocre mage with some strange luck.

Even if you enter the legendary realm of the high-end threshold of professionals, you are still like an ant for the night.

However, no matter how many calculations are made, Night's success rate for each kill will be limited by the scrambled data.

At least for now, you can't kill each other directly by violent means, but luck doesn't last forever, it has a number, and it will be equally depleted.

The endless intrigues are enough to drain the luck of sheltering Barton until adulthood.

……

"Who is it?"

An unfamiliar aura suddenly broke into his realm of perception, but he was not discovered by himself, Barton was shocked in his heart, and immediately superimposed several layers of protective shields and [mage armor] on his body.

The habits that have continued until old age have not changed.

It was only after all the life-saving measures had been taken that Barton breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had stepped out of a crowded public caravan.

Looking back, what appeared in his eyes was the strange trialist he had seen once.

Looks like a human.

Patton was wary in his heart, but his face was a look of surprise in the pretense of not carering:

"Is there something wrong, sir?"

As she stepped forward, she replied:

"A deal."

Before Barton could react, the night had teleported to the mage's eyes, and the tip of the dimensional wand flashed with a brilliant beam, and for a moment, the cage woven by the dimension had enveloped the two of them.

"What do you want to do?"

Barton exclaimed.

Cangye didn't answer, and in the next moment, the two appeared in another Yanan town.

The difference is that there are nearly 10 Yanan shadows hovering around this Yanan.