For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King

   Chapter 93 Walking in the Shadows

   After hearing the word "crazy box", the tower guard's eyes instantly sharpened.

  I was thinking that in the last month of my term, as long as there is no problem with the seal, it turns out that I will do whatever I worry about.

   For a moment, she even wanted to directly notify the major leaders in the fortress area to hold a battle meeting.

   Wrong…

   This impulsive thought only existed for a moment, and the tower guard quickly calmed down.

   In order to ensure that the seal of the mad box will not be used by people with ulterior motives, the matter of sealing the "manic" under the star beacon of Black Light City has always been a top secret, and even the Rose Palace in the City of Thorns has not been aware of it for so many years.

   Now I heard the word "Crazy Box" from the mouth of this special envoy. Whether or not the "gift sect" was trying to break the seal as he said, it at least proved that this secret was leaked.

   "Why do you know about this?"

   she asked in a serious tone, and even invoked the magic in the star lighthouse to create coercion when she spoke.

The huge magic power turned into invisible coercion, layer upon layer of blessings on the man in front of him, even the powerhouse in the legendary realm would have to show an uncomfortable expression, but the man in front of him didn't even frown. .

   "We didn't know about this in advance. We got the news from the documents that the members who defected to the Gift Sect Mage Hall didn't have time to destroy, so I came here to remind you."

   The other party replied with a normal expression.

   There is nothing wrong with this statement, and she can't see any flaws from the other party's expression.

   After all, he basically kicked the ball to that "gifted sect".

   As for how the Gift Sect knew about the seal, why they were going to unlock it, and how they were going to break through the impregnable defenses here…

   He didn't even mention these details as if he didn't know anything.

   After all, he had already left everything to himself, he just came to be responsible for informing him of this matter.

   No matter what choice the Star Lighthouse side makes after that, it is their own decision and has nothing to do with them.

   Little tricks…

  The tower guard thought.

   What if the other party can provide evidence? He himself said that they only have written materials to prove this matter, and it is not too simple to falsify written materials.

  If she really only listened to this person's words, and immediately ordered the forces in the fortress area to clear the gift sect, she was in the arms of the City of Thorns, and she was completely used as a spearman.

   "Then please go back and tell Your Excellency Vincent, thank you very much for his reminder, we will continue to increase the security force for the seal of the crazy box, and will not give the gift sect such a small opportunity."

   The tower guard replied.

   The implication is that we will continue to shrink our strength to protect the safety of the seal, and don’t expect to clear the gift sect.

   Sure enough, upon hearing her words, the other party's face changed for the first time.

   "Is this really good? If you just shrink your strength here and don't take the initiative to solve the hidden danger, it is equivalent to giving the initiative to the opponent."

   The other party said in a low tone.

   In this regard, the tower guard who completely saw through his trick sneered:

   "If you could understand the strength of our defense against that seal, you would never have such an idea."

   Not to mention a gifted sect that was not well-known before, didn’t the mysterious organization “Crows” smashed here fifteen years ago?

   "No matter how sophisticated the defense is, there will be loopholes. Only by solving the hidden dangers can the problem be truly solved."

   The other party continued to persuade with a sincere expression.

   "No, please tell me about Your Excellency Vincent... What's the matter?!"

   Before the tower guard had finished speaking, the door of the stargazing room was suddenly opened, and the previous attendant mage stumbled in.

   He didn't even care about the presence of outsiders beside him, and walked over to meet the angry eyes of the tower guard.

   And the first sentence he said turned the tower guard's mood from anger to panic.

   "Sir, news has just arrived from the sealing room that the holy relic that sealed the mad box has been stolen!"

"what?!"

  …

   Viper Star Lighthouse, underground tower base.

  Crowfeather Prophet walked slowly in the shadows.

   In his line of sight, everything seems to be obscured by shadows, and he can only see the outline. And as long as he moved, those shadows would be dragged into long afterimages.

   And all the sounds around him seemed to be coming from far away, and he had to do his best to get the extremely weak echoes into his ears.

   Dark and lonely.

   He seemed to be walking under the projection of this world, and even if he passed by the guards here, they would not be aware of his existence at all.

   With his expert level of shadow spells, there was no way he could walk in the shadows like this.

but…

  Crowfeather Prophet touched the dark and deep brooch on his chest.

   Crown of Darkness.

   The town hall artifact of the Thieves Guild, used to be the status symbol of the Thieves Guild’s former presidents. As long as it is worn, the wearer can be completely transformed into the incarnation of the shadow, walking in the shadow that others cannot see.

   But this artifact has disappeared for more than a thousand years. The Thieves Guild has even established a branch called "Dark Crown" in order to retrieve it, and the whole continent is looking for news of its possible existence.

   I didn't expect it to be in the hands of the presiding judge.

  Crowfeather Prophet sighed as he escaped a patrol of a group of Shadow Warriors, and then bypassed several exquisitely arranged magic traps.

  When he was in the shadows, the trigger traps that were originally designed to be hidden were as dazzling as dragon blood ink dripping on parchment.

  The so-called shadow is a state without light, and light is the essence that makes up everything in this world.

   So the shadow represents the unknown and the secret.

   is like a vague state before the creation of the world, which cannot be recognized by any sensibility.

   Shadow magic is a false proposition, because shadow itself represents a state where no magic exists. Among the thirteen series of spells, only the shadow series is constantly expelling magic power to create a temporary hidden space.

   For him, who was completely walking in the shadows, no matter how concealed those traps or alarm devices were, as long as they were driven by magic, they were as dazzling as fire in the dark.

   Walking leisurely all the way to the door of the sealing room, he waited patiently for a while, and followed the rotating guards and walked in.

  Although Ravenfeather Prophet has never been here in person, he is very familiar with this place.

   In the dream of the father of the crows, the clear memory of the tragedy fifteen years ago is vividly vivid.

  The high-end combat power that the Crows have been operating for many years was completely lost in that battle, and the subsequent retaliatory strikes by the Star Council almost brought the entire organization into collapse. Although the Father of Ravens could not answer them because of his eternal slumber, all the arakkoa after that could feel his grief in their dreams.

   Of course, fifteen years have passed, and the layout here has changed a lot compared to the previous one.

   The tight defense in the sealing room is even more... lax?

  Crowfeather Prophet did not dare to move for a while, for fear that this was a trap.

  In the memory of the dream, the entire sealing room is full of magic traps, and the surrounding statues are all self-disciplined puppets that can be awakened at any time. And the guards are only five master-level magic casters, two of which are at the peak of the master-level.

   Afterwards, when analyzing the tragic failure, the crows were extremely puzzled, why they would protect the seal at all costs.

You must know that the resources required to maintain so many magic traps and magic puppets are not a small amount, plus the arrangement of five master-level magic casters in such a place, even for the Star Council, it is an inconvenience. Small waste.

   After being invaded once, in the sealed chamber, which should have been more vigilant, the current guard strength is less than one-fifth of what it was back then.

  Crowfeather Prophet heard from the tavern owner before that the current tower guard has raised the defense level of the fortress area for several rounds because he does not want to make mistakes at the end of his term.

   Even the defense level of the fortress area has been increased, so there is no reason why the defense level of the sealing room should not be increased.

Why is this?

   Or, is this level of guarding the norm now?

   That extravagant defensive configuration back then was because they already knew that the crows would come?

   Who told the Star Council about the actions of the Crows?

   (end of this chapter)