Chapter 794: Finishing with the Silence Towers
Far, far away from the frozen lands of the Ice Behemoths, where silence reigned beneath eternal snowfall, there lay a very different kind of nightmare—a place not of ice and deathly stillness, but of rot, poison, and thriving decay. Though often called a forest, the truth was far more insidious. The Purple Forest was more akin to a swamp—an overwhelming, monstrous jungle of death.
Colossal trees rose tens of thousands of meters into the air, their canopies so thick they completely blocked out sunlight, casting the entire forest floor into perpetual darkness. But the absence of light was not what made the place so infamous.
These trees constantly exuded a viscous purple sap, which seeped into the soil and transformed the ground into sludgy, foul-smelling mud. That same substance released a dense, toxic fog that drifted endlessly through the forest, laced with arcane venom potent enough to kill even human Legends if they remained exposed for too long.
The forest teemed with poisonous monsters—creatures born of venom, whose biology had adapted to thrive in the toxic haze. And so, the Purple Forest became their exclusive domain, feared even by most of the Zanis Family. Few dared venture near it.
But today, the status quo had changed.
Wading calmly through the mists were three figures: a small yellow cat with lightning in its eyes, a white-furred werewolf crackling with primal energy, and a dragon of radiant flame whose scales pulsed with a soft, glowing light. Behind them followed a swarm—tens of thousands of monsters marching in formation, eyes dim with obedience.
The True Depravitas of Gluttony, Greed, and Envy had chosen a different strategy than Vlad. Instead of silent assassination, they had invoked their bestial nature and gone primal. The moment they entered the forest, they struck directly at the dominant monster hordes, slaying their leaders in brutal combat and forcing the lesser creatures to submit.
It was a savage process, but an effective one. The moment a leader fell, the hierarchy of monsters adapted. Within hours, the three Depravitas had absorbed multiple packs, growing their army until they ruled the entire Purple Forest—everything except the core, where the ley energy was strongest and where the Silence Tower needed to be constructed.
Now, the three stood at the edge of that forbidden center, staring down the last bastion of resistance.
A deafening roar shattered the silence.