Dark Magus Returns

The group dressed in dark-colored robes had eventually found their fifth member. It was another well-known wanderer who had a reputation for visiting these dimensions already.

Graft was what he went by, and he had been a great help in supporting others with handy items as well as knowing information about the dimensions they were entering.

"Thank you for letting me into your group," the wanderer said. "I heard a few things about your clan. The Necroshade Clan has been earning great achievements."

"Thank you," Fin replied. The others behind him had overheard the compliments, but they turned away as if they weren't really listening. "We are still but a small clan in terms of the larger ones in the Demonic Faction."

"In times of need, no one cares where one comes from," Graft replied. "Which is why I have to ask, I saw another wanderer approach before me, is there a reason why you rejected him."

Graft was quite curious, especially about other wanderers. In some ways, the life of a wanderer was tougher than those from a clan. Since both were considered Pagna warriors, just that one didn't have the backing of a clan. Because of this, they had a lack of resources and were more easily attacked.

In a sense, wanderers felt some type of duty to try and help each other out, in order to make it easier on others.

"He was just a leech!" one of the female clan members said, walking forward. "From the questions he was asking, it seemed like he had never even been in a dimension before. Who knows how he obtained the money to even get in here."

"I see, entering a dimension with a newcomer is dangerous indeed," Graft replied.

"Exactly, we are already all risking our lives heading in there, and they want us to look after them. He's probably here expecting to be dragged along and getting crystals for making no effort at all," the female continued.

"Even the wanderers here have strength. It's a give-and-take world, but I've seen more and more that are like him recently."

"People like you have merit, but it seems like ever since the Crimson Crane has made a name for themselves, becoming this large wanderer group, that they believe they have more say, right?"

It was clear that she was looking for support from her leader, but Fin just stared ahead in the direction of the man.

'He seemed a bit too confident to be new at this, but his confidence and words don't match up. I just hope we made the right decision.'

Every group soon entered the portal one by one, and as they did, they appeared on the other side, having arrived in a whole new world.

Immediately, the warriors could feel the tall grass reaching their knees. All around them, they could see large fields of greenery.

It was only grass, though. There were hardly any signs of trees or any other plants, just some hills of grass here and there.

It was almost like a desert of grass all around them. Right next to their side, similar to the other side, a large warehouse-like building stood there.

The floor was partially concrete underneath it, but the building itself looked to have seen better days. Part of the roof had already been destroyed, and there were giant crates left in places covered in moss.

"Did the Behemoth Clan build that?" one of the others asked.

"No, that's a relic. It was part of the dimension when they entered," Graft replied, having done his research on the place. "This area truly is like a large desert of tall grass.

"The enemy are creatures that are similar to dogs. You have to be careful as the tall grass hides their appearance. Spread throughout the area are places like this warehouse here, though.

"Large buildings with concrete underneath them. Places that seemed to be abandoned. In there, you will be able to find more beasts and fight them a lot easier than in the grass."

The groups were already on their way, heading off in different directions. There was a single Behemoth Clan member that was with them.

Every half an hour, each group was to return with a member and report just how many beasts they had killed. This way they could roughly gauge when the Dimension Boss would show up.

Before that happened, he would order the others to return.

However, it wouldn't always be accurate; there was a chance the Dimension Boss would turn up anyway, and if that did happen, they all needed to exit out of the place immediately and not attempt to fight it, unless they wanted to anger the Behemoth Clan.

"So where should we go, Plon?" one of the females asked.

"The whole area kind of looks the same, I don't think it matters where we go. Let's just wander around and find some beasts to deal with, is that okay?" Plon turned to look at Raze, the newcomer that was with them.

However, Raze didn't seem to be paying attention and instead was just looking around the area. With so much open field, there wasn't really a good place for him to do things discreetly, apart from the large warehouse that was already by their side.

Everyone was leaving the place anyway, and the Behemoth Clan member was standing by the entrance, so if he was to head in there, it wouldn't be too much of a problem.

"Do you need me to be with you?" Raze asked.

"Ah, right, you said you would need to do something on your own. I mean, as a group, it would be safer together. I know you might be strong, but still, I think we should stick together," Plon replied.

"Very well," Raze replied. "Then, if you can just wait a few moments. I promise that I will be back; you can stay here, and I will return.

"If you do this favor for me, then I will help you out greatly in gathering crystals."

"Oh, come on!" one of the girls complained. "Everyone is going to get a head start, and we're really going to wait for this guy.

"What if all of the beasts are killed by the time he comes out."

Nearly all three of the other girls felt the same way as well, but they listened to Plon.

"If that happens, we'll just go to another dimension. It's fine, we will wait; you better hurry then," Plon said.

Raze bowed down slightly, thanking the person, as he rushed off into the warehouse.

Fin and his group had overheard everything.

"See, I told you, a leech, he's even slowing the other group down. It's a good thing that we didn't let him join our group, Fin."

Fin still watched, wondering what the man was doing, but he soon focused on the task ahead. They needed to gather crystals.

When Raze entered the warehouse, it was empty inside. Scraps of metal were here and there, and the place was entirely rusted.

The good thing was, there was no sign of human or beast life in here. Which meant he could do what he had been meaning to do for a long time.

Dark magic looked to escape from under his sleeve, and appearing in his hand was the level 5 power stone.

'Let's become a 4-star mage.'