Chapter 1964 - 1054: Stephens’ Astonishment (Part 2)

Chapter 1964: Chapter 1054: Stephens’ Astonishment (Part 2)

Within a few days, the number of mysterious disappearances in Jonas City, including civilians, apprentices, and even official mages, has already exceeded hundreds.

Among them are quite a few mid-to-high level mages of considerable strength. These transcendent beings, who wield magic, vanished silently just like ordinary people, leaving no trace behind, causing the entire Magic City to become increasingly uneasy.

Since Yor was devoured by a strange shadow in an alley and completely lost contact, Stephens has never relaxed his vigilance regarding the anomalies of the entire city.

In his meticulous observations over consecutive days, he clearly perceived that similar mysterious disappearance cases were still occurring in the city.

The victims were scattered across various areas of the city, with no discernible pattern.

Every time he captured a faint anomaly or sensed the abrupt disappearance of a life force, he immediately used Space Magic to rush to the scene of the incident.

Yet each time, he was always one step too late.

The mages and citizens who had disappeared were already completely gone, as cleanly as if they had never existed.

The scene of the incident was empty and tidy, the ground was spotless, and the air was silent and lifeless, perfectly replicating the eerie scene when Yor disappeared.

There were no traces of battle, no remnants of struggle, and no clues left for tracing back.

This futile rushing and investigating played out day after day, repeated dozens of times.

What made this Arcane Master feel apprehensive and baffled was the core issue that throughout the entire process, there was no residual power whatsoever.

Whether it was ordinary elemental magic, shadow energy, abyss breath, or high-level extraordinary power fluctuations, they were all nowhere to be found.

It is known that Stephens’ arcane mastery is exceptionally powerful; he has personally confronted abyss evil gods and witnessed various strange abilities, forbidden magic, and ancient evil power.

But even if top-level figures conceal their presence and erase traces, they would inevitably leave behind a barely detectable spatial ripple or residual energy.

Yet the manner of complete disappearance before him, devoid of any flaw, is a bizarre phenomenon he has never heard or seen in his long life, traversing the arcane domain.

Ordinary spells, shadow creatures, abyss demons, are fundamentally incapable of possessing such an inexplicable ability.

The fog grew thicker; the unknown danger, like a lurking monstrous beast, hid within every shadow of the city, quietly reaping fresh lives.

Just as Stephens repeatedly deduced and painstakingly investigated, always to no avail, he finally witnessed the moment of a strange event firsthand.

That afternoon, the clouds hung low, the daylight dim, and the light throughout Jonas City inexplicably became dark.

Stephens, as usual, walked leisurely on the main thoroughfares of the city.

He opened up all his perceptions, aimlessly roaming around and inspecting, closely watching every subtle anomaly around him.

Suddenly, a hundred meters away, deep within a quiet alleyway, a cold, piercing, and eerie aura, starkly different from ordinary shadows, abruptly emerged.

This aura was icy, deathly still, void, without any magical fluctuations, yet carried a breath of devouring all life, instantly triggering Stephens’ sensory alert.

Without a moment’s hesitation, the space under Stephens’ feet instantly folded and twisted, and Space Transmission arcane magic completed in a flash.

In the next moment, his figure was already firmly standing at the alley entrance, his gaze sharp as an eagle, firmly locked onto the center of the incident.

The sight before him made this demigod strongman, accustomed to life and death and the bizarre, constrict his pupils, his expression weighted to the extreme.

The shadows in the corner of the alley were no longer stationary darkness but were like living things with autonomous life and thought, wildly writhing, surging, expanding.

Thick, pitch-black shadows layered like the invisible abyssal mouth, precisely and swiftly enveloped and confined a Silver Rank mage who was too late to escape.

That Silver Mage responded extremely quickly, immediately bursting forth with magic power from within upon sensing the deadly threat.

The cyan wind magic exploded violently, layers of magic shields rapidly formed.

Countless sharp wind blades whirled and roared around, trying to rip apart the bizarre shadows binding him, to break free from this deathly still imprisonment.

But all struggles were in vain.

The arcane magic power he used to the fullest just touched that strange shadow and instantly dissolved completely like a cow into the sea.

The majestic current of magic power raised not a single ripple, made not a single sound, and was thoroughly devoured and annihilated without a trace.

The shield disintegrated inch by inch, the wind blades completely dissipated.

It seemed that all the resisting power could not affect the shadow in the slightest.

Despair instantly climbed up the mage’s eyes as he desperately struggled to invoke secret techniques, but could only watch as he was constantly enveloped and dragged by the darkness.

The power of his body, the magic around him, even his own breath quickly faded away.

Witnessing such a scene, Stephens did not hesitate.

With a stern expression, he willed with his mind, and vast arcane magic power erupted from within him violently.

The intangible yet immensely resilient magic instantly condensed and formed into a golden shackle infused with arcane runes.

This shackle bore the momentum to suppress all extraordinary power, swiftly coiling to bind that strange shadow.

Stephens was prepared to forcibly lock the shadow, save the mage, and simultaneously intercept part of the shadow energy to investigate its essence.

However, a scene that overturned comprehension occurred once again.

When the golden chain imbued with powerful arcane force touched the strange shadow, there was no collision, no upsetting, no resistance; the shackle capable of suppressing demigods silently dissipated into thin air.

In a split second, Stephens completely lost all perception and control over his magic power.

The arcane force he meticulously gathered vanished into nothing, as if it had never existed at all.

"What?!"

The utmost shock surged into Stephens’ heart, his eyes slightly widened, his inner turmoil akin to a raging storm.

Being an Arcane Master, his control over magic has long reached the pinnacle.

Typically, even across space, he could firmly lock onto his own powers.

But at this moment, his power was inexplicably erased, a phenomenon completely beyond the magic system.

He didn’t have time to think; he immediately focused, preparing to employ stronger arcane forbidden techniques to forcefully intervene and break through the strange shadow.

However, during this brief instant, the anomaly in the alley concluded.

The continually writhing pitch-black shadow fully enveloped the despairingly struggling Silver Mage, then slightly sank as a whole.

Like a drop of water merging into the earth, silently seeped into the ground, vanished completely within the alleyway.

The entire alley instantly returned to calm, the light restored to normal, the air as usual, as if the deadly devouring just now had never happened.

Stephens concentrated on probing, his face completely darkened, his expression heavy to the point of solemnity.

He clearly sensed that the deep-layer magic mark and spatial imprint he specially left on the mage for tracking had completely dissipated, leaving no trace.

Not even an abyss evil god should be able to erase his demigod level tracking mark so completely.

At this moment, a conclusion that he was reluctant to believe took shape vigorously in his heart.

This strange shadow entirely transcends the existing magic system, seemingly unaffected by all spells, unrestrained by magic.

All arcane, all magic, fail completely before it.

This is practically the ultimate nemesis for all mages and arcane practitioners!

Could such a thing truly exist?

Stephens dared not believe.

Let alone divine beings, even when facing Demon Prince Demogorgon, he had never encountered such a situation.

For a moment, even Stephens, as the second Councilman, did not know how to deal with it.

However, Stephens’ bewilderment was only momentary.

He soon calmed down.

It’s impossible for special powers to emerge without any cause; such a strange shadow must have a root source.

It’s just that this might be something he doesn’t yet understand.

Better discuss it with others!

Stephens pondered for a moment, without delay, straightaway disappeared from Jonas City, directly arriving at the Minos Floating City above.

A moment later, a communication was sent to the location of the other two councilmen of the association.