The Vastness of Magical Destiny

Wave after wave of chilly coldness swept over the group, and nearly everyone felt the oppressive cold pressure almost instantly, creating a suffocating sensation. What was going on? The Black Warriors and Skeleton Warriors opposite them seemed to be suddenly infused with souls and vitality. They exuded a fierce aura, and even the faint dark mist on the Black Warriors’ long swords suddenly erupted, the dim dark light flowing over the blades like water, indicating the Black Warriors were now enhancing their Mana in preparation for battle.

"Hee hee, there are also two little girls, hmm, one seems to be a half-blood, with a not bad figure, rivaling my body from those days." Seemingly stirred by memories, another wave of murderous intent transmitted through Komer’s mind-reading, "Hmph, and this Elf Woman, I will make her into the true Dark Elf King of this world!"

Upon sensing the murderous intent, Rebry, Mihailovich, and the others immediately became alert. Even though they could not trace the shadowless presence that surged like waves, in the Underground Ancient Castle, anything could happen. Whatever the source, it was certainly not friendly. Rebry and Mihailovich realized that only now were they truly facing a crisis—an earlier skirmish was merely an appetizer compared to the main course.

"Heh heh, Kid, it seems your companions are preparing for a Great War. Unfortunately, your strength is too fragile, and you and your friends will hardly have the chance for a grand performance. Have you ever heard the phrase ’overwhelmingly powerful’? You are the weak, the decayed! Hahahaha, let my children come out to give you a performance, my children, it’s your turn to take the stage!"

Waves of shrill laughter reverberated through the mind-reading spell. While it caused no physical harm to Komer, the arrogance and boastful nature of the adversary still riled him up. She was a highly twisted woman, perhaps having stayed in this sunless environment for too long, which had completely warped her mentality. Coupled with powerful transformative abilities, Komer was still unsure whether she had a physical body—was she an energy body, or had she possessed her original body, or possibly usurped someone else’s?

When heavy footsteps started coming from behind the eager Skeleton Warriors and the indifferent Black Warriors, all eyes from Komer’s party turned towards the Dark Depths. The wheezing breaths, like those from an old bellows working furiously, prompted a question: was it a beast or a Demon? The hearts of Komer’s group were now suspended in mid-air, it was clear they had fallen into a deadlock with no easy escape. Although the Black Warriors and Skeleton Warriors had yet to exhibit overly aggressive behavior, the released aura clearly marked the group as prey.

Two massive forms finally emerged from behind the restless Skeleton Warriors. The others were just surprised, but fear had contorted the faces of Rebry, Mihailovich, and Newman, with Newman’s complexion turning to an ashen grey. Komer had his suspicions, but upon seeing the expressions of the three, his suspicions were confirmed—this was a stroke of misfortune!

"Thud, thud, thud..." Newman, his face ashen, almost shrank behind the others, "That, that’s a Giant Spirit Warrior, my God, beings of legend from the same era as the Dragon Clan, what are they doing here? Oh, my eyes must be deceiving me, I don’t believe it!"