Chapter 1580: Zafira’s sacrifice
Chapter 1580: Zafira’s sacrifice
The moment Cain noticed the massive barrier enveloping the fortress, his expression showed neither anger nor frustration—only a broad smile of mockery curved his lips. From his vantage point, the Night Prince observed this ominous grin, and a sinking sense of doom washed over him as though he had made the gravest error of his life.
“What… is happening?” the Night Prince muttered, a shiver of disquiet gripping his heart. That unsettling feeling only grew stronger, an insidious dread tightening around his chest.
He did not have to wait long to understand its source.
“CRACK!”
A sharp sound echoed across the fortress as space itself fractured on the ground between the three towering spires, right at the stronghold’s energy core.
There appeared a young man with white hair and nebula-like eyes, hoisting a halberd that glowed with fearsome power—enhanced by life force and soul force, each swirling around him like a living storm. The energy around the weapon seemed to have been charged for several minutes and ready to burst.
The Night Prince’s eyes widened in sheer terror. Cain, who had seemed to be marching from afar, was now standing inside the fortress, exactly where the city’s power converged. In confusion, the Night Prince glanced back at the figure he had initially spotted outside only to see it flicker, then dissolved into a flurry of runes.
All sorts of thoughts crossed the Night Prince’s mind at that moment. It was clear now that Cain had infiltrated the city a long time ago, but then, what was the purpose of the rune doppelganger?
A flash of realization crossed the eyes of the Night Prince as he glanced at the force field encompassing the city.