Chapter 379: The Magical Arrays
The Midnight Realm’s wards shattered and a huge force shook the surroundings, sending the Unseelie army reeling because of the powerful impact.
The Midnight Queen’s gaze hardened with determination. Her midnight-black eyes surveyed the unfolding chaos as the Unseelie army grappled with the unexpected aftermath. The resonating impact had sent shockwaves through the magical land, yet amidst the disarray, she remained resolute.
"Launch the arrays," she commanded, her voice cutting through the turmoil. The general-in-command, a seasoned fae warrior, gave a nod in acknowledgement before he swiftly conveyed the order to the frontline. Powerful faes, their auras pulsating with raw magic, took their positions and unleashed a cascade of elemental energies into the sky.
Five arrays, meticulously arranged to confound and defeat the dark army, came to life one after another. The first, an illusion array, enveloped the darklings in their deepest fears and nightmares, trapping them in a surreal realm of terror. The second, a suppression illusion, dulled the darklings’ powers, making it arduous for them to progress to the third array—a frozen barrier crafted by the skilled hand of Valerius, resonating with the biting cold of ice magic.
As the dark army confronted each layer of the intricate defense, the fourth array released a poisonous miasma, further sapping their strength. Those who managed to endure the onslaught found themselves at the mercy of the fifth array, a teleportation enchantment that whisked them directly into the clutches of awaiting Unseelie soldiers poised for a final confrontation.
The genius of these arrays lay in their near-impenetrability. Only one equal or superior in power to their creators—Valerius and the Midnight Queen—could hope to dismantle these formidable magical defenses. For the rest, survival through the arrays meant navigating a treacherous maze of illusions, ice, poison, and teleportation, each layer more formidable than the last.
The arrays took the dark army by surprise and caught them off guard. However, amidst the unfolding spectacle, a sudden cry from the Unseelie army cut through the Queen’s contemplation. Her attention snapped toward the sky, where a swirling amalgamation of black and dark purple fog had materialized.
It swiftly passed through the powerful arrays and started taking over the land of Midnight Realm.
"The dark energy. The arrays can’t trap it," came the urgent revelation from one of the council members.