“Aren’t you going to open it up?” Irina asked as she walked to Mag’s side and looked at that black stone box.
“I think we should find a safer place to open it up since we still can’t be sure if the thing inside will cause an uncontrollable situation.” Mag shook his head with a smile. He turned around a corner, and pulled off the mask that was stuck tightly to his face.
The effect of the face-altering mask that the system rewarded was not bad.
“Don’t you like this face?” Irina asked as she looked at the mask Mag was holding in his hand.
Mag kept the mask with a smile, and said, “I prefer this current face and this current identity even more.”
Irina looked into Mag’s eyes, thought for a while, and smiled. “It’s great.”
“Is everything settled for Ferdinand’s things?” Mag asked as he continued walking forward.
“I’ve already sealed him up into a deep slumber, and we can bring him for the trial anytime.” Irina nodded slightly, and continued, “Should we let Connie know about this?”
“Let’s not tell her first. That fellow is evil through and through. If Connie finds out, it’ll only add on to her troubles.” Mag shook his head.
The two carried on their discussion as they left the palace. This was the first time Mag removed his mask to reveal Alex’s face in order to gain Rex’s trust.
Rex’s identity was rather special. Although he was currently the deputy warden of Bastie Prison in Chaos City, he did not simply belong to Chaos City.
As for the Falk Tribe, he only chose to stay because of Connie and her grandmother.
They had the same stance when it came to the black fog and the devil. Therefore, Mag wanted to use his sincerity to make Rex stand on their side so that at least they would be fighting together when it came to dealing with matters related to the devil.
Mag could not predict what kind of battle this would become, so he would need even stronger alliances.
In a cave outside of a city, Irina waved her hand to undo the seal on the cave. After that, Mag and Irina went in.
Ferdinand, who was wrapped up in a burlap cloth, was curled up in a corner, deeply asleep. His face was as white as a sheet.
There was a tiny cloud of black fog formed at his glabella which had yet to disperse.
“Based on his situation, will he be gone soon?” Mag asked as he went up to check on Ferdinand.
“It seems like that on the surface, but his willpower is stronger than it seems,” Irina said without a hint of worry.
After hearing that, Mag did not bother about Ferdinand anymore. He pulled out that stone box.
The stone box was a few kilograms heavy even though it was just the size of a palm, as though it contained some sort of highly compact metal.
Irina waved her hand, and created several seals in the cave before looking at the stone box in Mag’s hand.
“Let’s take a look at what the Urba Tribe was praying to back then.” Mag placed the stone box on a rock in the cave. He took in a deep breath, and opened the cover of the box.
A gush of chill air rushed out from the stone box, decreasing the temperature in the cave by a lot.
However, Mag’s and Irina’s gaze was already glued to that statue within the stone box.
It was a monster statue that would make one feel disgust and horror at first sight.
It had the head of an octopus, the body of a human, and the wings of a bat…
It was black throughout, but its eyes were blood-red, and one could even faintly see light reflecting in it.
“Cthulhu?” Mag raised his brow. This statue felt oddly familiar.
“What a disgusting creature. Isn’t this the unknown thing that Rex was describing just now?” Irina said with a frown as she suppressed the urge to use the Holy Light to destroy the stone statue.
“It probably is.” Mag nodded. Back then, the Urba Tribe prayed to and believed in this evil god, resulting in the annihilation of the entire tribe.
Mag already felt the change in temperature in the cave. He looked at the stone statue with a frown. It was indeed creepy, even more so than the stone statue on the island at the Boundless Sea Realm.
“He’s awake.” Irina suddenly turned her head back to look at Ferdinand, who was lying in the corner of the cave.
Ferdinand had sat up silently. The black fog at his glabella started spinning around furiously like a whirlwind, and his pure black eyes had already turned blood-red. His mouth was opened up into a broad smile, revealing his white teeth as he watched Mag and Irina creepily and silently.
“He is absorbing the energy of the stone statue.” Mag glanced at the eyes of the stone statue, which was slowly getting brighter. It seemed as though it had formed some sort of connection with Ferdinand.
“Holy Light.” Irina lifted her magic caster’s staff. The Holy Light lit up the entire cave, cutting the connection between Ferdinand and the stone statue like a sharp knife.
The whirlwind at Ferdinand’s glabella dispersed. His body swayed, and he fell back into unconsciousness once again.
Meanwhile, Mag closed the stone box to stop the cold, evil aura from seeping out.
“It has been a few hundred years, but these things are still around. Looks like it’s more troublesome than I expected,” Mag said with a frown as he kept the stone box.
Irina put her magic caster’s staff down with a frown, and worriedly said, “If these fellows want to control the world, and expanding their territory is what some of those dumb ones in the different races are thinking about, once a war breaks out again, the black fog will erupt together, and we might not have the ability to get the situation under control.
“We must let them know about this thing in the coming negotiation…”
***
The happenings in the Falk Tribe spread quickly to the various parts of the continent in various forms, causing quite an uproar.
“Devil… I didn’t think it would be such an ending.” In the city lord’s castle, Rolan passed the top-secret letter to Michael. He was unable to hide the shock on his face.
“This…” Michael was also unable to calm his heart for a very long time after reading the letter.
After staying silent for quite a while, Michael put the letter down. He looked at Rolan, and said, “Looks like we have to change our strategy. If what Mag said is true, and everyone was unable to escape, we have to gather all the powers from every race, and get ready to face whatever may come.”
“I’m afraid it wouldn’t be an easy feat to persuade those fellows.” Rolan frowned.
“But it’s something we have to do…”
***
A horse-drawn carriage pulled over outside Mamy Restaurant. Vivian lifted the curtain and propped her chin on her hand as she looked at the sign hanging by the door. She mumbled with melancholy, “When is Boss Mag coming back? My grilled fish is right here waiting for me.”
“Didn’t Mr. Mag get invited to the Falk Tribe to cook for the chief’s conferring ceremony? The ceremony ended yesterday. They will definitely be back today,” Luna, who was sitting beside her, said with a smile.
“Forget about the grilled fish. Why is even the hot pot gone? The last time they went out, there was still hot pot…” Vivian said begrudgingly. She had not had any good food for three days.
“Maybe they all left together this time,” Luna guessed with a shrug.
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