The Shelter Game: Me, Starting with a Tenfold Drop Rate

Chapter 301 The True Power Buried in the Abyss of Death

In a cave located in the desolate canyon of the desert region, Elder Lawrence and Sophia stood together, coldly observing the Werewolf God deep within the cave. At that moment, the Werewolf God was covered in wounds, and the area around him was completely soaked in blood. Nevertheless, he stubbornly tried to cling to the power of the Blood Moon he possessed.

Using the last of his remaining strength, he anchored the glowing, blood-red heart into his body, hoping that this would buy him some time.

However, the Werewolf God's strategy ultimately proved futile. Elder Lawrence had already devised a plan to strip the Blood Moon's power from the Werewolf God's body before the confrontation began.

"You should stop struggling," Elder Lawrence said, his voice steady. "You've been driven into a corner. Even if you continue to resist us with what little strength you have left, you will not succeed. Furthermore, if you choose this path, you will face devastating consequences. You don't truly want your soul and consciousness to be completely annihilated, do you?

If you are willing to cooperate with me and hand over the power of the Blood Moon, I can ensure that you retain a portion of your soul and awareness."

Although Elder Lawrence was confident he could genuinely control the power of the Blood Moon, he still hoped for cooperation. The remaining power of the Werewolf God could delay Lawrence's success, and time was of the essence for him.

The Werewolf God dismissed Elder Lawrence's proposal with disdain. He glared at Lawrence with his crimson eyes, filled with menace.

"Do you really think your schemes can take away the power I possess? I will never hand over the Blood Moon's power to you! Even if you were to obtain it, you wouldn't know how to wield it. Neither you nor those other fools from the Night Blades understand the Blood Moon's power at all. You have no idea what effects it can unleash once fully activated!"

The Werewolf God's words were not just a threat; they also carried an underlying intent to persuade. He knew he could not defeat Elder Lawrence and Sophia. Thus, he sought to make Lawrence understand that even if they acquired the power of the Blood Moon, they would not be able to utilize it fully. Only he had the capability to harness its complete potential.

The implication was clear: recognizing him as an ally would be the wisest strategy.

After hearing the Werewolf God's words, Elder Lawrence revealed a faint smile.

"I can at least agree with part of what you said. The Night Blades are indeed all fools! However, I am no longer one of them, and I am capable of wielding the power of the Blood Moon."

With that, Elder Lawrence's patience finally wore thin. He raised his staff, and a massive surge of dark energy coalesced into a howling phantom. The moment the phantom appeared, it lunged toward the Werewolf God.

As it howled, the phantom sank its teeth into the Werewolf God's neck. The Werewolf God desperately used his remaining strength to fend off the phantom's assault. However, his efforts were futile. With each attack, the Werewolf God grew weaker, his power dwindling further.

Ultimately, under the relentless assault of the phantom, the Werewolf God could no longer hold onto the Blood Moon. The glowing, blood-red heart slowly drifted toward Elder Lawrence.

Elder Lawrence extended his left hand to catch the heart radiating with crimson light.

"We've finally succeeded! The Werewolf God is no longer of any use to us! It's time to send him on his way!"

Elder Lawrence issued a command to Sophia, who immediately moved to stand before the Werewolf God. In her wolf form, she swiftly delivered the fatal blow.

After killing the Werewolf God, Sophia felt her body undergoing a dramatic transformation. Her original wolf form wasn't particularly large or muscular, but after slaying the Werewolf God, her appearance rapidly morphed into that of the Werewolf God himself.

Elder Lawrence watched with a smile as Sophia transformed. Once the change was complete, he spoke, still smiling.

"We have obtained the key to the deepest part of the Abyss of Death! Now, all we need to do is enter the Abyss! We will be able to acquire the true power buried in the depths of the Abyss of Death!"

After speaking, Elder Lawrence raised his staff once more. A thick fog of dark energy began to swirl around him and Sophia. In an instant, their figures vanished into the mist, which gradually began to dissipate.

The body of the Werewolf God lay quietly at the deepest part of the cave, his crimson eyes filled with unwillingness and despair.

Not long after Elder Lawrence and Sophia departed, Irving and Benjamin arrived at the entrance of the cave.

"Are you really sure the information we received is correct?" Irving asked, his tone filled with skepticism as he surveyed the surroundings of the cave.

Benjamin nodded emphatically. "I can assure you that the information we obtained is completely accurate!"

In his hand, Benjamin held a map—the detailed map of the Desolate Canyon owned by the Angel Guild. Although Aron and Anna had fallen under Elder Lawrence's control, the map remained out of his grasp. Nick had passed the map to Benjamin and Irving, enabling them to navigate swiftly to the Desolate Canyon.

After examining the area around the cave, Irving ultimately decided to enter. A few steps into the cave, he suddenly stopped.

"According to the information marked on the map, Elder Lawrence and Sophia should be nearby. But why haven't we found them yet? Could they be hiding?" Benjamin, who was closely studying the map, muttered to himself, oblivious to the fact that Irving had halted. He collided directly into Irving's back.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop so suddenly?" Benjamin asked, clearly perplexed by Irving's abrupt pause.

Irving gestured for Benjamin to be quiet, then pointed toward the deepest part of the cave. Following Irving's direction, Benjamin's gaze fell upon the lifeless body of the Werewolf God.

Upon seeing the Werewolf God's corpse, the mood between the two became somewhat complicated. Before arriving here, both Irving and Benjamin had anticipated that the Werewolf God might once again become their enemy. Consequently, they had prepared themselves for a fierce battle.

Benjamin sighed, reflecting on the situation. "It seems Elder Lawrence's power is even greater than we imagined. He didn't even need to collaborate with the Werewolf God; he could trap us all in a desperate situation using only his own strength."

Benjamin's sentiment was genuine. After all, Elder Lawrence had successfully eliminated Elder Howard of the Night Blades through a series of maneuvers, placing Irving in the most precarious predicament. Now, they had confirmed that Elder Lawrence had even managed to kill the Werewolf God.

The already formidable and cunning Elder Lawrence, having acquired the power of the Blood Moon, would undoubtedly pose an even greater threat than before.

Irving paid no mind to Benjamin's reflections. He quickly made his way toward the corpse of the Werewolf God.

Circling around the body several times, Irving began to notice some crucial clues. Although Elder Lawrence and the other members of the Night Blades had used dark powers during their battle, their specific techniques for wielding these powers differed significantly.

The other members of the Night Blades utilized dark forces indirectly, often channeling them to drive other powers in their attacks against enemies. For instance, Elder Howard harnessed dark energy to manipulate mist, which had the advantage of avoiding direct corruption from the dark forces. However, the downside was that they could not unleash the true potential of the darkness.

In contrast, Elder Lawrence preferred to use dark power directly. However, this approach risked irreversible corruption to both his mind and body. It also left behind traces of dark energy on the battlefield that were nearly impossible to erase quickly.

Irving sensed a trace of dark energy and activated the Taikoo Flame Pearl within himself. Using the Pearl, he successfully locked onto the trail of the dark energy directly controlled by Elder Lawrence.

"Quick, give me the map!" Irving shouted back toward Benjamin.

Startled by Irving's command, Benjamin quickly handed over the map. Irving projected the locked dark energy onto the map. Soon, a red dot appeared in the marshes surrounding the marked location of the Abyss of Death, indicating Elder Lawrence's position.

"We've found him! He's headed to the Abyss of Death! This confirms our earlier speculation that the Blood Moon's power is closely tied to the Abyss of Death," Irving declared, handing the map back to Benjamin.

He then grabbed Benjamin and hastened toward the direction of the Abyss of Death. Benjamin was unprepared for Irving's sudden movement, but he was quickly swept along.

Although Irving was moving at a considerable speed, navigating through the Desolate Canyon required caution for safety, meaning he wouldn't be able to reach the Abyss of Death immediately. However, he didn't need to worry too much. The Night Blades still had a presence around the Abyss, and they would undoubtedly do everything in their power to stop Elder Lawrence.

Therefore, Irving still had a bit of time to react, but that time was running out.