As Shu Bao recalled what he knew about domains from his previous foray into the Chaotic World, he understood that chaotic creatures above the lord level usually have their own domains. For instance, the Great White Cat’s domain is the reason why so many mutilated cats suddenly appeared before—it was a manifestation of its domain.
In simple terms, a domain is a space created and influenced by a lord, embodying the lord’s obsession. The Great White Cat’s obsession is to find Duan Zhuo and lead the many cats he has tormented to take revenge. Therefore, upon encountering Duan Zhuo, the Great White Cat’s domain would expand, causing those cats to appear.
Within a domain, although the mutilated cats were created by the Great White Cat, they still have a form of reality. Generally speaking, to create entities within a domain, one needs not only powerful mental strength and obsession but also a basis in reality. Only then can the creator of the domain believe in its existence without hesitation, rather than it being a mere fabrication.
As for methods to crack a domain, they are relatively simple: eliminate the lord’s obsession or directly kill the lord who created the domain. However, either method is difficult, as chaotic creatures that reach lord status possess extremely strong abilities and obsessions.
While Shu Bao was mulling over this knowledge about domains, he continued to listen to the hunting team’s account.
“We’re planning to leave soon after we track a bit further. The necromancer legion is elusive and incredibly fast, so staying with the migrating beasts for too long isn’t safe,” the hunting team said. They were only here to take advantage of the situation and had no intention of confronting the necromancer legion directly.
After sharing all the information they knew, the hunting team received the potion and left with the magical beasts they had captured. Before they departed, they reminded Shu Bao to stay away from the migration route of the beasts.
Shu Bao waved goodbye, acknowledging the advice while privately grumbling. Potions were indeed highly sought after in the Chaotic World. Even the practice products from his snake teammate had high demand. Once the snake teammate finished working, he would definitely arrange for the teammate to work 9961refers to a work schedule where employees work from 9 a.m. to 9 p.m., 6 days a week. This term is often used in China to describe the intense work culture in some tech companies.—no, maybe 0072an exaggerated and more extreme version, implying working from 12 a.m. (midnight) to 11:59 p.m. for 7 days a week, essentially non-stop work without rest. instead.
As Shu Bao continued against the direction of the migrating beasts, he still couldn’t see the source. Checking the system time, he decided it was time to head back; he had a magical plantation to tend to in the real world. Achieving planting freedom as soon as possible would allow him to let his snake teammate indulge in potion-making.
Thus, Shu Bao began to head back toward the camp, following the migration flow. However, as he walked, the chaotic creatures nearby shifted from walking to a brisk pace and eventually broke into a full sprint. Realizing something was amiss, Shu Bao turned to look back.
In the distance, where the animal army was rushing from, the sky had turned a dark red. Shu Bao blinked to make sure he wasn’t seeing things.
He had never seen such a phenomenon in the Chaotic World before. It was as if a blood-red aurora had appeared on the distant horizon, casting a dim but unmistakable glow across the sky.
The chaotic creatures around seemed to sense the approach of death and fled frantically under the looming scythe of the Grim Reaper. In this critical moment, very few animals made any sounds; apart from the noise of their frantic running, there was almost no other sound.
Shu Bao watched as the glowing plants in the distance extinguished one by one as the dark red hue approached. It was unclear whether they had withered or were deliberately avoiding the danger.
He glanced back at the direction of the tribe, weighed his options, and realized that the blood-red phenomenon would indeed pass over the tribe. Hesitating for a moment, Shu Bao transformed into his mouse form, stashed the necklace in his system ring, and quickly ran toward the location of the tribe.
However, he didn’t return directly to the tribe. As a mouse, he wasn’t sure whether rushing back might attract the blood-red phenomenon. Once he entered the tribe, he would completely lose track of what was happening in the Chaotic World, especially as night fell, leaving him unprepared.
So, he ran to a location from which he could see the tribe and swiftly dug a hole in the ground with his paws. In the blink of an eye, he created a small underground burrow, quickly disappearing beneath the surface. He then pushed some dirt back into the hole to cover the entrance.
Underground, Shu Bao didn’t waste any time. He rapidly dug three separate tunnels branching in different directions, allowing for a quick escape in case of emergencies.
He settled in the underground hideout, waiting quietly as the ground above rumbled, resembling a series of thunderclaps. Gradually, he began to hear some animal cries. Unfortunately, they were the screams of creatures facing their final moments.
Accompanying the screams were the thunderous sounds of horses’ hooves. Even though he was underground, Shu Bao could feel the overwhelming force of the approaching army. The legendary thousand-man army was advancing with the force of a hundred thousand, creating a scene in his mind of an armored legion riding battle horses, with the dust they stirred up appearing blood-red.
Shu Bao knew that the fabled necromancer legion was coming. They were wielding their butcher knives, treating all surrounding creatures as enemies and slaughtering them with mindless brutality.
Leading his army and exterminating all enemies—this was likely the obsession of the necromancer general of the lord-level. This is why, even today, so many people have been unable to break the domain because the obsession is so straightforward that finding a solution is nearly impossible.
Shu Bao’s small ears twitched as he heard other sounds—seemingly voices of people. The mouse quietly dug a bit further up to listen more clearly.
Suddenly, a portion of the ceiling caved in, and the voices became distinctly audible.
“Damn! There’s a mouse hole!”
“Shh! Keep it down! Be careful!”
“The necromancer legion has stopped; they’re setting up camp!”
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Shu Bao dug another tunnel to avoid the collapsed area. At the same time, the thunderous sound of the galloping hooves vanished abruptly. This uniform rhythm clearly indicated the general’s firm control over the entire legion.
It’s not surprising, though. Just like the Great White Cat, the entire legion is likely a manifestation of the general’s obsession, which means it follows his commands alone.
The nearby voices must belong to those who refuse to give up on breaking the necromancer legion’s domain. According to the Nan Ming legion people, the deeper the obsession, the easier it is to give rise to spiritual entities. Especially for beasts of lord level and above, their bodies would also cultivate black crystals.
From the descriptions, Shu Bao suspected that these so-called black crystals were probably the refined product of black meteors. After falling, black meteors slowly penetrate through time and space into the chaotic world, then spread and dissolve.
The obsession of living beings is like meditation—repeating endlessly. In this cycle, the dispersed black stone energy in space responds, gathering within them and granting them great power, turning their obsessions into reality.
In this chaotic world, all living beings, more or less, contain the energy of black meteors. After all, here, both breathing and consumption are accompanied by meteor energy. Black meteors are everywhere but cannot be touched.
Only a few obsessions of lord level and above can solidify this energy.
Apart from black crystals, beasts of lord level and above are treasure troves in themselves. Whether alive or dead, they are extremely valuable. That’s why so many are willing to risk their lives, specializing in breaking various domains. These individuals are collectively known as domain hunters.
Shu Bao continued to listen from underground, where he heard the tunnel being trampled again. From the complaints, it was the same person. The mouse couldn’t help but grind its claws, but now was not the time to reveal itself.
Shu Bao dug further away and peeked out from under a small mound of dirt. Above his head was a patch of grass, so he used the grass to look around.
He discovered that the domain hunter teams were not just one group. Because the necromancer legion had set up camp, they had also stopped, gathering in different teams to discuss their next move.
From what Shu Bao overheard while digging underground, he learned that some teams planned to launch a night raid, aiming to decapitate the necromancer general. They intended to win by force. Others planned to find a way to eliminate the necromancer general’s obsession. After all, the general was said to be immortal. They intended to venture into the domain, use dream potions to understand what happened in the past, resolve the general’s emotional knots, and eliminate the obsession.
After observing for a while under the cover of the grass, Shu Bao quietly retracted his head. He felt that these people were unreliable. After all, the necromancer legion had appeared more than once. Many people must have tried these two methods. If it were simple, someone would have succeeded by now.
The mouse hadn’t originally planned to get involved. He had already dug a small space underground, lit a small lantern, and even set out some fruit, planning to eat snacks while waiting for these people to leave so he could return to the tribe.
However, after peeking out, Shu Bao discovered a very concerning situation: the necromancer legion’s camp was just outside the tribe!
The estimated distance from the tribe was less than ten meters. If the necromancer legion did not move out by nightfall, the tribe members might end up facing the legion directly.
This scene was too intense! Shu Bao could hardly imagine what would happen next.
So, the mouse withdrew underground to think for a moment. He decided to first infiltrate under the legion’s camp. If the enemy left, it would be great; if not, he would have to think of other ways to lure the dangerous legion away.
Thus, Shu Bao continued to dig underground in a swimming motion, heading towards the area beneath the necromancer legion’s camp.
Before entering the dark red domain, Shu Bao checked once more to make sure he had enough Hidden Orchid, that potions were within reach, and the cat’s eye necklace—well, still couldn’t wear it…
Using the Hidden Orchid for cover, Shu Bao silently infiltrated the necromancer legion’s camp. Listening carefully to the sounds above and feeling relatively safe, Shu Bao peeked out again from under a piece of dirt. Fortunately, his head was still covered by a patch of grass, with the mouse still using it for cover.
Just as he was about to repeat the trick and look around, his head suddenly felt lighter—the grass above had disappeared!
Shu Bao was startled and covered his head with both paws while looking up. He found himself eye to eye with a warhorse, which had a tuft of grass in its mouth. The horse’s chewing action stopped as it looked at the fluffy ball of fur with confusion.
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