Bizarre Realm

Setting Sun City. Star Port.

The only relatively well-preserved star port on the entire Terra Planet is the space port of Setting Sun City. It’s built on the cliffs of the West Coast, with interstellar ships docking at the foot of the several thousand meters high vertical cliff. A huge anti-gravity array is arranged here, facilitating the take-off and landing of living starships. To the south of the star port is a commercial area, where from a distance, a translucent sphere can be seen, resembling a glowing eggshell, of which only a third is exposed, with the rest buried underground.

This is the other-dimensional sphere stranded here. Its original owner is rumored to have fallen, and the other-dimensional sphere was later taken over by the Witch Kings of Setting Sun City, though nearly a century of repairs have not seen it taking to the skies again.

The things of the Star Realm Grand Mages are indeed difficult to repair. Perhaps the Witch Kings have given up, and simply made it a landmark building of the commercial area.

Brand’s figure shuttled through the secret technique street of the commercial area. This was his first time leaving the Realm of Reality to execute a mission alone. Only after leaving the Realm of Reality did he realize how many transcendents there were. In places like Abyss City, Purgatory City, and Setting Sun City, even a small street vendor had a strength above Extraordinary Level 5.

"A cup of Blood of Hell."

Brand sat down at a tavern called the House of the Demonic Spirit, took a soul stone out of his pocket, and placed it on the table. Soon, a sweet smell arrived, emanating from a Purgatory Demoness exuding a slight sulfur scent. She smiled seductively, saying, "Sir, please wait a moment."

"Coming right up."

As the Purgatory Demoness drew near, she sniffed unintentionally, seeming to determine Brand’s identity. After turning and entering the bar, she lowered her voice and said, "An ascending devil."

"Uncertain of the form."

"By the looks of it, he seems somewhat like a hick from the Realm of Reality."

Not far away.

Brand curiously observed the other guests around. Some, like him, used transformation techniques to disguise themselves as humans, while others freely displayed their Purgatory Path features, and some even showed their monstrous forms with pride, seemingly enjoying the fearful glances of others.

"Who would have thought that a year ago, I was just a humble servant mixing in the Dagon Region?"

Brand had not forgotten his mission. He belonged to the Nightwalkers, tasked with gathering intelligence in Setting Sun City, particularly concerning the Otherworld.

His ascension was a shortcut.

Because he was converted into a devil by that lord personally, all subsequent promotions with Extraordinary Relics were provided by that lord. Brand did not disappoint, overflowing with ambition and unscrupulous, his survival experience in the cracks aligned well with the laws of devils. More importantly, he was genuinely a small-minded person. As long as he remained loyal to that lord, nothing else mattered.

Thus, he also performed some dirty and exhausting tasks.

The Nightwalkers have three branches: Night Wanderers, Dark Guard, and Spies. Brand belongs to the Spies branch, Night Wanderers follow alongside the warband, equivalent to scouts, while Dark Guard remains unclear but is said to be the original local force of Abyss City.

Soon.

A cup of thick, blood-like wine was served. After ascending to a devil, regular food no longer satisfied him. Brand needed something with intense stimulation.

He liked it here.

Here, everyone was a monster, so no one cared about his devil identity.

A few minutes later.

A figure cloaked entirely in a cape appeared, walking directly to Brand and speaking in a deep voice, "Did you bring the money?"

The other party scrutinized Brand, blood-red eyes slightly narrowed. A Bone Demon, not weak in strength.

With the promotion to a Bone Demon form, Brand’s power, constitution, and agility all reached 21 points, hence he did not fear the wizard before him. The people of Setting Sun City all had ’magic addiction’, simply put, they used a dark ceremony that absorbed life force into mana, which increased their craving for magic power, causing their eyes to glimmer with a faint blood hue.

Brand took out a dimensional bag and handed it to the other, saying, "The information?"

The Wizard of Setting Sun across from him took the bag, carefully observed the surroundings, then lowered his voice, saying, "Two pieces of information."

"First, they say someone saw a Titan Giant on the West Coast."

"She emerged from a grand Light Gate."

"No one has truly contacted her yet, but upon her appearance, the West Coast’s weather turned abnormal, with a giant thunderstorm cloud appearing near Screaming Strait. Someone saw her draw out a Thunder Warhammer from the lightning cloud, highly likely a divine artifact."

"Many people are looking for her, but she might have hidden away."

"You know."

"Some Otherworldly visitors are not quite adapted to the laws here and will hide during their weakness, only resurfacing once they recover strength."

Titan Giant?

Ascender?

Upon hearing these words, Brand immediately felt a surge of excitement, realizing this was incredibly crucial information that needed to be reported to the higher-ups of the Mechanical Heart immediately.

The blood-eyed wizard paused briefly before continuing, "Second piece of information."

"In the ancient battlefield of the Dark Era."

"Land of Shattered Souls."

"A pioneering team discovered reborn Inferior Demons, which is unprecedented."

Saying this, the other party stared at Brand, since Brand was also part of the Purgatory Path’s Devil sequence where demons, devils, and evil demons share three similar evolutionary trees, he said solemnly, "Not by consuming Extraordinary Relics to ascend."