The Rise of the Black Plain
chapter-2744

The enemy's body fell lifeless to the ground after the mental torture Minos had put him through.

But Minos didn't waste his chance. By taking his opponent into a torturous nightmare, he extracted critically important information from his opponent.

Minos learned the names of the members of Uzira's sovereign family, the strongest and those he should worry about in the short term, but also about the Macabre Horde.

From what he understood, the Macabre Horde had deviated from its path after some strange behavior and was moving towards the south of the region where he was. A group of high-level observers were following the undead horde, while the sovereign force was already aware of what was happening and was preparing to move.

But after the 'good' talk he had with the enemy, Minos no longer needed to follow the undead creatures. He got the location of the place where the dead were going after showing his vision of the future to the enemy. Fortunately, he knew where this place was and informed his captor about Cursed Stone, the great prison of the continental sovereign family, for the invaders from Uzira.

With this information in mind, Minos took the enemy's corpse and stored it inside a black urn, intending to fulfill his last promise to that man when he was alive.

With a destination in mind, Minos looked at the area he was in, especially the black cloud from which he felt he could collect the black liquid in the future.

'I'll leave that for later. My priority now is to get my group back on my side.'

After considering this, Minos headed south, quickly leaving this area where there were supposedly many opportunities for necromancers.

Some of the most talented of Uzira's sovereign family were there at the moment, looking for opportunities similar to Barnet.

One woman in particular, dressed entirely in black, hair as white as clouds, was hiding in the shade of a tree as she looked up at the sky in Minos' direction.

"Who is this man?"

...

Minos flew on, oblivious to space and distance, heading straight for the prison of the sovereigns of Uzira.

The journey wasn't that long, despite how big Uzira was. In less than three days, Minos arrived near an area of black rocks, with peaks that reached 6,000 meters above sea level.

Minos lowered the altitude of his flight and soon landed a few dozen kilometers from where he was going. He still didn't know if his wives were there or if something nearby would lead him to them.

'The undead are still a long way from here... It'll probably take them one to two weeks to get here.' He thought as he stopped in an area easy to hide from travelers nearby, the best place indicated by the Nautilus' Compass.

'This is a good place for me to hide for the time being.' He entered a depression and manipulated his surroundings, forming a spatial distortion that led into the rock formation closest to him, where there was a hollow cave.

In this place, Minos placed his cultivation pad on the ground, planning to check the future again.

For the moment, he didn't know whether to make himself an enemy and storm the nearby prison or wait for something. In any case, it was his wives' lives he was dealing with, so he preferred to be careful.

'If they're trapped in this place, I won't be able to save them so easily. According to that necromancer, there are level 123 and even level 124 Supremes guarding the area.'

Uzira's sovereign family had peak Supremes and, according to rumors that the previous necromancer had heard, even a level 125 Celestial.

Minos was confident in his abilities, but he was in no position to face someone like that head-on. Even more so now that he was one of the final 10 challengers for the inheritance of a True Celestial, the favorite to win the inheritance, to boot.

He closed his eyes as he thought about everything he now knew, including what was just ahead of him.

A moment ago, Minos saw an extremely powerful defensive formation. It could stop even peak Supremes, something he had never seen so strong apart from the things behind the True Celestial inheritance.

But even he had manipulated small spaces within the True Celestial tower before, so he wouldn't rule out an invasion if necessary.

He felt his energy flowing, and an hourglass formed in his surroundings, changing the passage of time, as he saw flashes of the future streaming through his mind as images.

He saw a horde of the dead so large that it looked like a sea enveloping much of the region he was now in and battling against the sovereign forces of the area.

A shadowy figure appeared and controlled these creatures, making them slaughter specific opponents in their path.

Minos didn't feel any of his wives' auras, nor did he even see them in his visions. But he didn't mistake this information. They could be inside the prison—which would naturally prevent him from sensing their flames—or they could come here with the horde, or not at all. Some individual connected to them could be about to pass through just as the tsunami of dead reached the area.

'What should I do?' He analyzed his options given by the Nautilus' Compass, aware that this important spiritual tool connected to his mind had its limitations.

The Nautilus' Compass told him the best path for him. But that wasn't necessarily the path his wives would benefit from.

'Something tells me they're in this place...' Minos opened his eyes and stood up, determined to take a chance.

Nothing concrete was telling him that. This was just a blind instinct guided by his concern for his women.

'Abby may have something to do with what's going to happen... It's possible. She wouldn't be able to control them, but she might influence them in some way. I'll see what I can do.'

Minos camouflaged his body, making his seraphim wings disappear, as he took on the corporeal form of a thin, hairless old man, while quickly wrapping himself in a black cloak.

Assuming the identity of the corpse in his spatial ring, Minos moved out of the place where he had been meditating in silence for over five days.

He then hid his cultivation and moved on towards the area protected by the powerful formation he had sensed earlier.