Chapter 341: The Red Mist
Nikolai could only watch as Ezekiel’s unconscious body was taken away. Thankfully, Ezekiel himself already knew that this was the price he had to pay. He already knew this was coming. Tarah had already warned them both, but they still took the risk... all for the chance to end Mineah’s curse on top of Vulcan’s soul being extracted from his body. They needed Devon’s demonic and overflowing dark power to extract the soul out of his body. And after that, only then could Mineah use her divine dagger to end Vulcan for good.
Or at least, that was what Tarah saw in her vision. From what Nikolai knew, things still weren’t set in stone, and the Seer had also clearly informed them that she was unable to see how things would end. It could end successfully, but it also had the possibility of ending badly. Well, nothing would happen if they did nothing and just waited for the curse to take effect. In the end, doing this was still the best option.
Unfortunately, Ezekiel was not in his right mind when he passed out due to Devon’s words. His fellow king was clouded with anger after hearing Devon’s taunt just before he passed out.
That was definitely not what Nikolai had planned.
’This is going to cause problems,’ he inwardly grimaced. ’We needed him rational for this to work.’
It was part of the plan that they devised for this gamble. Once the extraction of Vulcan commenced, Ezekiel must remain calm and rational so that he could survive. Anything else would risk him dying due to his emotions overwhelming him.
"Your brother-in-law seems to be devastated upon finding out the truth about his dear Seer..." Devon remarked with a dubious smile. "But you... Seeing you still being this calm and unbothered is something else, I must say."
Nikolai smirked. "I just hate listening to your rants and wasting my time..."
"Is that so?" Devon gritted his teeth. " Well then, let’s see how much you think this is still me wasting your time when you’re shouting in agony while I’m torturing you!"
"Let’s see you try," Nikolai scoffed. "I don’t think you can make me break no matter how much you try."
Instead of replying, Devon simply walked up to him and placed his hand on his forehead. Nikolai gritted his teeth as he prepared for the worst. He knew that he could keep trying to stall him, but it would seem that the time for stalling had finally passed.