Chapter 1019 (1/2)

Chapter 1019: 317. Magic Shadow Stabs with a Knife_3

And the ones enacting this disaster upon them were the wizards standing around the magic circle.

Lecturer Professor Gilbert Winchester had sent his magic avatar and seven Sixth-ring Soul Shaping Wizards to assist the Lord Sorel of the City of Exiles.

The chilling spectacle of the ceremony unfolding before them was the handiwork of the Soul Shaping Wizards.

The Soul Shaping Wizards were uniformly dressed in impenetrable black magic robes with face masks and hoods.

The Lord of the City of Exiles, Mobius Soller, wore a long robe adorned with satin ribbons and intricate ring clasps, his head encircled by a metal headband set with a forward-facing magic gem.

He was a deathly pale Shadow Dark Soul.

As the Soul Shaping Wizards perfected the magic circle, he, trailing the long hem of his robe, roamed the skies in circles, clearly agitated and uneasy.

“How much longer?” Soller asked the Soul Shaping Wizards below in a hoarse voice.

“At least six days,” replied Gilbert Winchester’s magic avatar, succinctly.

Soller was obviously not satisfied with this answer.

But considering that his mastery in the realm of Death Magic was far less than theirs, he could only swallow his impatience.

Soon, however, Soller’s attitude changed with a report from the Vigilance Team.

Several members of the Vigilance Team, tasked with liaising with forces outside the city, brought unsettling information.

All three Chief City Guard Wizards who had ventured out to scout the enemy were missing without a trace.

And the group responsible for constructing the Magic Barrier, the Shadow Death Laborers and Supervisors, had suffered heavy casualties and desertions had occurred.

It didn’t take much thought to realize this was certainly the handiwork of those Thunder Wizards.

But the question was, who exactly were they?

“Hasten the process, Gilbert! Whatever the cost!” Soller said impatiently,

“I have the feeling that the enemy outside is coming for our ceremony!”

“Whatever the cost?” Gilbert’s true face unseen, he gave a dark, low chuckle,

“As long as you can provide more sacrifices, I can certainly speed things up. Sacrifice a Deputy Mayor, and we speed up by three days. Sacrifice two, and we can start the ceremony right now. Then, you can immediately experience the ‘desire’ to reproduce. Once the ceremony ends, you will possess the power of ‘reproduction’.”

Upon hearing the word “reproduction,” a frenzy flashed in Soller’s eyes.

“How to reproduce offspring while in spirit form” had always been a vexing problem for all Ethereal Beings.

As the leader of the local Shadow Deathers, Soller was no exception.

He dreamt of letting his own Shadow Deathers “give birth” to more and more of their kind, without the need to capture living slaves.

In fact, Soller and the City of Exiles were created to realize “Spirit Reproduction,” and their primary task was to research this magical subject.

Their collaborator was none other than the Soul Shaping Society, known for its profound knowledge in the realm of spirits.

Because the magic ceremony that could grant Ethereal Beings the ability to reproduce was somewhat dangerous, the Shadow Death Magic Realm specifically moved the experimental site to the Dark Zone of the Kashel Continent.

If the magic ceremony caused an irreversible disaster, it would only be the people of the Kashel Continent who suffered.

Soller had spent over a decade building and maintaining the City of Exiles, collecting experimental materials, and optimizing the experimental process.

There was no way he would abandon his life’s pursuit because of the “Thunder Wizards” outside the city.