Chapter 390
Chapter 390 Magic Forest
The Black Forest.
It was a terrifying name on the Continent of Adepts, feared by many and dreaded by most.
To the ordinary man, the Black Forest was a name that represented death and chaos. If you flipped through the history pages of the Continent of Adepts, you would find countless bloody examples of why this was the case.
Year 13179 of the Era of Adepts. All one hundred and twenty-three individuals in a human village by the western border of the Zhentarim area vanished without a trace. Investigations conducted by adepts discovered the tracks of Mind Flayers.
Year 17281 of the Era of Adepts. A stampede of magical beasts ravaged a newly constructed human settlement in the Nalan region of the Northern Lands. In a matter of three days, the number of deaths reached twenty thousand, while the missing and the wounded were too many to count.
Year 22765 of the Era of Adepts. After the formation of the Seventeenth Construct Army, the Silver Union started to expand their territory into the depths of the Black Forest. The magical creatures initiated a horrifying backlash, and countless casualties ensued.
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The high-magic environment of the Black Forest also caused most detection and divination spells to become ineffective. Even the Wand of Prophecy was a liability in this place. Most of the time, it would bring you straight into a monster’s den instead of a place of safety.
Moreover, flying in the sky was great, but it also made you an easy target for some powerful magical creatures.
The creatures of the Black Forest were remarkably territorial. It was okay if you managed to sneak past the edges of their territory without them finding out. But if you were foolish enough to fly above their heads…
The only outcome would be them using your bones to decorate their dens!
This five-kilometer stretch of woods was only a small trial compared to what was about to come.
The green of the forest slowly turned darker and darker as they walked deeper into the Black Forest. Once they passed the five-kilometer mark, everything in front of their eyes appeared to be completely different. It was almost as if they had entered an entirely different world.
Looking above, they found the skies to have been obscured by the darkened canopy, like the night sky filled with specks of stars.
The black leaves layered upon each other and hid the sky from view. It managed to create a curtain of darkness deeper than night. The shining stars were spots of faint blue light that glowed everywhere in the forest like fireflies. These lights were what gave the ‘night sky’ its strange and beautiful appearance.
Apart from the beautiful ‘night sky,’ the atmosphere of the Black Forest also appeared to be exceptionally elegant.
The fragrance of flowers filled the forest. Young green grass that went all the way up to the ankle covered the ground. Stepping on the grass felt like stepping on the most delicate of velvet carpets. It was so soft that it made you want to lie down on the ground and roll around.
Every stretch of the Black Forest had a unique style and atmosphere.
If the Black Forest reaching towards the Northern Lands was filled with darkness, malevolence, and chaos, then this stretch of the Black Forest contained fantasy, elegance, and wonder.
It was almost as if Greem and his party had stumbled into a magic forest. An aura of magic saturated the area around them. The whole place was unbelievably beautiful.
For most of the people in the party, this was the first time they had seen something so fantastical and pretty. For a moment, all of them were stunned by the brilliance of it all. Even Love and the adventurers who spent their days in the Black Forest couldn’t help but straighten their bodies, relax, and take in this wondrous scene before their eyes.
Greem silently looked at everything in front of his eyes. His elementium sight presented him with a completely different world from what the others saw.
Traces and strands of magical energies flowed through the dark forest.
It was nutrition that never ran out. A nutrient that continuously fed and nurtured the world before Greem’s eyes.
In Greem’s vision, every blade of grass, every flower petal, and every tiny creature in this magical place brimmed with magic. Elementium particles soaked their bodies.
In his sight, red represented fire, cyan was wind, brown was earth, green was wood, blue was water, and purple was soul and spirit. Layer after layer, patch after patch, pile after pile; the dense magical energies had practically submerged the entire forest in a sea of elementium.
In an environment like this, anything could happen. As long as it wasn’t a rock, anything would be able to develop a consciousness of its own. Even intelligent lifeforms that could rival adepts weren’t out of the question.
The Black Forest. In truth, it should have been known as the Magic Forest!