Seized by the System

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Its area was only the size of a common basketball court, but it was unknown how deep the pools were.

Three groups of people split into three directions and faced each other.

Streams of grayish-white breaths flowed slowly around the pool, like venomous snakes wandering around silently.

If you stayed away from it, it will not attack you either. However, if you entered its striking range, then you would have a big problem.

If ordinary people approached it, they might be instantly eroded into a pile of bones.

From the bones scattered and fallen around the pool, the strength of the grayish-white breath was obvious.

The three groups that were facing each other were all in its striking range.

However, as soon as the gray breath approached them, it automatically bypassed them. However, it was not like they were afraid, but that they were meeting one of their own kind.

One of the three groups that were mostly made of white people were currently surrounding a black cat with a proud expression.

Another group was headed by a young white man with a black coat as well as an enchanting white woman.

The last group could not really be considered as a group. It was only made out of two people, and both of them were stout men almost two meters tall.

These three groups of people were Tom and its team, the Heliotropes Claude and his sister Claudia, the Russian necromancer Valery and Alex, his assistant and bodyguard.

They all remained silent and only stared into the deep pool

After a while, a thin smile appeared on Claude's pale and cold face.

"Shall we hurry and decide who should be the first to enter the pool? It seems an old rival has arrived outside. Although it's impossible for him to enter this place, but it'll be a huge problem if he stays outside too. If we decide the master of the secret realm as soon as possible, we won't have to worry about that anymore."

While he spoke, he held out his finger, and an ashy wisp of breath hovered in the air and displayed a scene as if obediently listening to his orders.

"Vigilante A. Why is he everywhere?" Tom instantly frowned as it saw the young man in the image who was seemingly looking for something to touch in his surroundings.

In the past, wherever he went, it would insist on going as well.

This time, however, it wanted nothing more than to be as far from him as possible, lest he hindered the great Sir Tom from becoming the master of the arcane realm.

The black cat Tom then agreed, "Claude is right. As the Spokesperson of Death, this Undead Realm has a predestined affinity with me. Looks like I should be the first to enter the pool."

Claudia said sarcastically, "Hmph, Mr. Tom is just the Spokesperson of Death, not a great monk from the east. What do you mean affinity? Don't you think that's hilarious?!"

Tom's eyes instantly flashed coldly at her words, and swept its gaze towards the woman.

With its current Lake-level strength, it could easily suppress this entire place. However, it did not move, because it knew that it could not act rashly right now.

Claudia was particularly pleased to see the black cat restraining itself, and turned her eyes to the two Russian men.

"My brother is right. We can't delay this any longer. Mr. Tom, why don't we join forces and get rid of the others first? A choice between two options is easier than a choice between three after all."

Valery and Alex exchanged looks at her words, and their faces flushed red.

Alex thundered, "You bunch of people are reaping benefits without sowing anything! We were the ones who opened this secret realm! Now you want to drive us out?!"

Valery was equally indignant, "Indeed. We were the ones who discovered this arcane realm, and we were the ones who worked overtime day and night for three months to get the train ticket for the Spectral Train in order to come to this arcane realm.

"You are well-informed and smart. You took the chance to quietly get on the train while it stopped. We contributed the most regardless if you look at it from the view of emotion or reason. We naturally deserve to be the first to enter!"

When Claude heard him, he smiled. He did not feel embarrassed, but was instead proud.

He lightly said, "There's a saying in the east, 'The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind'. Those who labor with their minds govern others, while those who labor with their strength are governed by others. You can only blame yourselves for being stupid, and idiots should just stay in the back!"

Valery was so infuriated and resentful that he had nothing to say.

He said hatefully, "You want to drive us away? Damn it, we can't beat you, but don't think you'll have it easy as well!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the huge black hammer he used to resurrect and store ghouls and pointed it at the pool."

A look of nervousness flashed on Tom's and the Kirschner siblings' faces.

The grayish-white breath on the pool immediately began to tangle together, as if they could sense the threat.

The others' eyes turned cold at his words. He was talking about the key point of their confrontation.

This pool was a source that gave birth to Yin Energy. Whoever got its approval was the master of the arcane realm.

Most pregnant creatures were extra fragile. It could be said that just a little foreign disturbance might cause deformities to develop in the future!

They were all people belonging to the Evil side of the spectrum, so their cultivation abilities leaned more towards the Yin side, and fit perfectly with this Yin Energy source. Each of them had the qualifications to be the master of the arcane realm.

Heliotropes stay underground all year and never see the light. They were also always accompanied by death.

The black cat Tom was the Spokesperson of Death, so it had the most chance here out of all of them.

Among the two tall and strong Russians, one was a necromancer, and one was a Hexer. They were both related to death, so their chances were not small either.

Once they became the master of the arcane realm, they would be able to come and go freely as they pleased.

Previously, Lei Tian fell for Ren Ruofeng's bait. He was a warlike man and was trapped by his own cultivation techniques, which resulted in the heaven-sent good cards to beat him to a pulp.

He did not know that no matter how amazing Ren Ruofeng was, he would still need a decade to calculate the Vitality channel outside the arcane realm.

With this time to develop, the master of the arcane realm had already started to be formidable.

Among the three groups here, none of them were similar to that fighting maniac Lei Tian.

On the contrary, besides all being related to Death, they had another huge thing in common.

…

At this time, the black cat Tom frowned deeply and swept its gaze back and forth between the two groups in an attempt to solve the dilemma.

It secretly thought, 'As long as Master Tom becomes the master of the arcane realm, it must be scrupulous and not react no matter the provocation."

'As long as I have three to five years, I can be promoted to Inland-Sea, or even Ocean Level…'

With such a large benefit, it seemed like it was possible for it to sell something important in exchange for a chance to try for the first time.

The Kirschner siblings exchanged looks. They also were thinking that as long as they Heliotropes took possession of this place, they could use it as a foundation to breed human beings for a living. As long as they never went out, they would not have to worry about Vigilante A

They would wait for their strength to increase and then retaliate on the Earth. At that time, perhaps the Heliotropes would be able to rise again and become part of the higher ranked demons.

Valery and his companion stood back to back. He thought in this heart that this place was a godsend sacred place for the undead. He would not give it up even if he was desperate!

That Spectre Train was very good.

As long as you become the master of the arcane realm, you would be able to control it, and might even be able to remotely control it directly from the outside.

As a result, as long as you stayed in this arcane realm, you would not need to take the risk to dig graves every day anymore…

Indeed, the other characteristic the three groups of Evil people had in common was that they were hermits.

If they ended up occupying the arcane realm and becoming the master of the arcane realm, it could be said that the situation has been set. Getting them to hand over the territory would be very difficult.

…

At this time, in the grand canyon outside the arcane realm, Vigilante A was currently patrolling slowly along the railway. Underneath him was the yellow dog Xue Ba, who was sniffing left and right.

Fang Ning then understood why the System said 'there are still many bones buried underneath the railway'. With every step they took, Xue Ba would discover a white corpse buried under the railway track.

He became frightened at the scene and shrank into the System Space.

The System and the yellow dog wandered around the area for half a day. It activated Spirit Gaze twice and used the Clairvoyance skill, but still found nothing.

The System took the opportunity to complain, "I'm done. Mr. Multi-billionaire Host, the yellow dog can't find anything at all. Your Khorium ore dog eyes are useless, and I even wasted a few million Experience Points. You need to compensate me…"

Fang Ning said justifiably, "That's only because heaven willed it, not because I'm incompetent, so I won't compensate you. You know the exact reason why we can't use force, right? Forget it. Hurry and contact the Truth Department. Tell them to send over a professional."

After a few hours, the Truth Department sent someone over to infiltrate.

Since this was American territory and the Truth Department officers were not the unscrupulous Pharos of the East, it would not be good to go in so brazenly. They were all easily dressed up.

Qiao Zhishan led the group and brought along his sister and Aunt Die.

For paranormal matters such as these, their Special Investigations Unit were the most experienced.

Qiao Zijiang was wrapped all over and dressed like a handsome young man.

Qiao Zishan was dressed up as a middle-aged uncle. He did not have to change much since he was acting out his actual character after all.

Professionals were professionals for a reason. Qiao Zijiang only sent Long Fan out to check several times and they already managed to find a clue.

She ran all the way to Vigilante A and said, "Venerable One, there indeed is a spatial fluctuation here. However, it is a transport mechanism that is only triggered by certain rules. It's not like those normal portals."

So that was it. Fang Ning thought, 'No wonder I couldn't find anything even after searching for so long. So there was a catch after all.'

Vigilante A asked, "What triggering mechanism is it?"

Qiao Zijiang face turned solemn, "It should be a sacrificial type. The corpses underneath the railway tracks were all buried in the past three months. Someone must have used the Death Aura to succeed. I found two traces of slightly withered green vines climbing between the tracks. The distance between them was exactly the distance of the railway tracks. They might have been swept by a kind of particularly heavy Yin Energy. Could it be…"

Just as she was about to continue, she suddenly stopped herself.

A vague pitch black old-fashioned steam train, without sounding its whistle, suddenly appeared silently from the entrance of the west of the canyon,

As soon as it appeared, it headed slowly towards the direction Vigilante A was at, as if coming to pick him up.

While it approached, it rode all over the green vines spreading over the track without hindrance.

Everyone who looked at it felt slightly nervous at the sight. When something like this appeared, it usually meant that a great accident was about to happen.

"The Spectral Train…" Qiao Zijiang gasped upon seeing the train.

Fang Ning escaped into the System Space and looked out.

The System said discontentedly, "This stupid train really knows how to waste time. Why didn't it appear sooner? It made us wait in vain for so long."

Thus, Vigilante A stood beside the tracts and waited for the train to arrive.

However, when the steam-train approached, it did not slow down, but instead shot straight past Vigilante A and headed east, roaring all the way.

Everyone exchanged looks. What was going on?

For a moment, they all believe that although the train was not there to pick them up, it would definitely pick the Venerable One up.

There was no particular reason why they thought that. The Pharos of the East should have at least this kind of treatment.

However, it was very obvious that even the famous Pharos of the East was completely disregarded by this old steam train.

In other words, Vigilante A did not have the right to board the train either.

"That train seems to be a living thing with its own personality…" Qiao Qijiang muttered to himself and carefully looked at Vigilante A.

However, not only did Vigilante A remain silent, it maintained a deadpan expression and turned to look at the steam train that roared off.

'As expected of the practitioner of the Path of Heavenly Punishment, the Pharos of the East. He did not get pleased by external gains, nor did he become saddened by personal losses.' thought Qiao Zijiang.

"Damn it," The System said angrily to Fang Ning, "How dare that stupid train disgrace us? Richman Host, hurry up and think of an idea to turn it into a Red Named Monster. I definitely need to tear it down!"

Fang Ning was speechless, "Sir, your ego has been severely inflated recently. Don't you know? You need a ticket to get on the train. Since you haven't bought a ticket, why should it stop for you? Don't resort to force for every little thing. It seems it's working on a schedule, so it'll definitely come back. We just have to find a way to buy the ticket…"