Chapter 4047 The Arcanum
The Night View Island was rather peculiarly named. Whoever didn't apply the Ghost Powder on this island would die at night.
As those strangers knew nothing, they would have been eaten by the white-haired monsters last night.
"I'm wondering how many Arcana were left," Graham thought out loud with eyes shining with greed.
Over the past few years, because of the appearance of the Evil Tiger race, the west path of the Wooden Leaf race had been cut off. As a result, hunting had become more and more difficult as time had passed. These strangers could not have come at a more fortunate time.
Graham hadn't slept a wink last night and had been hiding in his cave in fear. But now, it was time to harvest.
"They are humans," Decker said with a strong desire in his eyes. "And what's more, they are quite strong when you think about it. I think the white-haired monsters must have left a lot of Arcana!"
The two of them called the other soldiers of the Wooden Leaf race and then climbed up the stairs at the side of the mountain.
Although both Decker and Graham sincerely believed that Zen and his companions had been devoured completely, they still had to be prepared for any unexpected situations that might arise.
The Wooden Leaf race was very good with bows and arrows. The soldiers held simply wooden bows in their hands, but the arrows were cyan black and poisonous. These arrows were known to be incredibly toxic. That was the sole reason the seemingly weak members of the Wooden Leaf race had survived so long.
In the blink of an eye, they had climbed the mountainside and arrived at the cave.
Decker signaled to the crowd. They held their breath and approached quietly.
The soldiers were walking gingerly and slowly approached the side of the cave. Decker was the first to poke his head into the cave, and he was extremely careful in doing so. But there was nothing and no one in it.
Chances were, those humans had been eaten up by the white-haired monsters. Decker had already expected this outcome. He felt more relieved and then looked to the ground.
If those humans had been completely annihilated, then there would be a lot of things left behind there.
Decker's eyes swept over the ground, and his pupils suddenly shrank. He was staring at the center of the cave, where only four glazed crystals were sitting sadly.
"So few?" Decker narrowed his eyes.
"Not even half a dozen crystals?" Graham frowned.
Decker walked in and picked
g now. Pearson was gazing at them fiercely, but they did not even dare to look into his eyes.
The man's intention had been to catch Decker and torture him cruelly yesterday.
Although the method that Zen and the others proposed could also achieve his goal and was more secure, it was too troublesome in his eyes.
Graham and Decker had initially planned on struggling, but now, they completely gave up.
Without further ado, Zen took out a glazed crystal and placed it in front of Decker. "What is this?" he asked.
Decker rolled his eyes, but Pearson threatened, "Answer him now, or you will die."
As soon as he finished speaking, the silver threads wrapped around Decker's and Graham's necks magically tightened themselves. The sharp threads cut into their flesh, and blood quickly seeped out.
"It's an Arcanum!"
"It's an Arcanum!"
Decker and Graham cried out simultaneously.
"Very good." Pearson waved at Zen and said, "Go on."
Zen and the others were a little confused when they heard this strange name. Zen continued the interrogation, "What's the use of this Arcanum?"
"It gets its name from the fact that the Treacherous Beings like it very much. If we accumulate enough of this, we can easily subdue them by distracting them," Decker explained.
"Is that all?" Zen asked.
Decker hesitated, but trembled when his eyes met Pearson's. He quickly replied, "No. If you refine it, you can coexist peacefully with several Treacherous Beings without having to worry about subduing them. You can also turn them into your own weapons and even a part of your body. Then you would be half human and half Treacherous Being."
As those strangers knew nothing, they would have been eaten by the white-haired monsters last night.
"I'm wondering how many Arcana were left," Graham thought out loud with eyes shining with greed.
Over the past few years, because of the appearance of the Evil Tiger race, the west path of the Wooden Leaf race had been cut off. As a result, hunting had become more and more difficult as time had passed. These strangers could not have come at a more fortunate time.
Graham hadn't slept a wink last night and had been hiding in his cave in fear. But now, it was time to harvest.
"They are humans," Decker said with a strong desire in his eyes. "And what's more, they are quite strong when you think about it. I think the white-haired monsters must have left a lot of Arcana!"
The two of them called the other soldiers of the Wooden Leaf race and then climbed up the stairs at the side of the mountain.
Although both Decker and Graham sincerely believed that Zen and his companions had been devoured completely, they still had to be prepared for any unexpected situations that might arise.
The Wooden Leaf race was very good with bows and arrows. The soldiers held simply wooden bows in their hands, but the arrows were cyan black and poisonous. These arrows were known to be incredibly toxic. That was the sole reason the seemingly weak members of the Wooden Leaf race had survived so long.
In the blink of an eye, they had climbed the mountainside and arrived at the cave.
Decker signaled to the crowd. They held their breath and approached quietly.
The soldiers were walking gingerly and slowly approached the side of the cave. Decker was the first to poke his head into the cave, and he was extremely careful in doing so. But there was nothing and no one in it.
Chances were, those humans had been eaten up by the white-haired monsters. Decker had already expected this outcome. He felt more relieved and then looked to the ground.
If those humans had been completely annihilated, then there would be a lot of things left behind there.
Decker's eyes swept over the ground, and his pupils suddenly shrank. He was staring at the center of the cave, where only four glazed crystals were sitting sadly.
"So few?" Decker narrowed his eyes.
"Not even half a dozen crystals?" Graham frowned.
Decker walked in and picked
g now. Pearson was gazing at them fiercely, but they did not even dare to look into his eyes.
The man's intention had been to catch Decker and torture him cruelly yesterday.
Although the method that Zen and the others proposed could also achieve his goal and was more secure, it was too troublesome in his eyes.
Graham and Decker had initially planned on struggling, but now, they completely gave up.
Without further ado, Zen took out a glazed crystal and placed it in front of Decker. "What is this?" he asked.
Decker rolled his eyes, but Pearson threatened, "Answer him now, or you will die."
As soon as he finished speaking, the silver threads wrapped around Decker's and Graham's necks magically tightened themselves. The sharp threads cut into their flesh, and blood quickly seeped out.
"It's an Arcanum!"
"It's an Arcanum!"
Decker and Graham cried out simultaneously.
"Very good." Pearson waved at Zen and said, "Go on."
Zen and the others were a little confused when they heard this strange name. Zen continued the interrogation, "What's the use of this Arcanum?"
"It gets its name from the fact that the Treacherous Beings like it very much. If we accumulate enough of this, we can easily subdue them by distracting them," Decker explained.
"Is that all?" Zen asked.
Decker hesitated, but trembled when his eyes met Pearson's. He quickly replied, "No. If you refine it, you can coexist peacefully with several Treacherous Beings without having to worry about subduing them. You can also turn them into your own weapons and even a part of your body. Then you would be half human and half Treacherous Being."