Sealed Divine Throne II: Twin Sons of Dragon
Chapter 843 - 422: Sudden Change, The Wraith Princess is Actually..._2

Chapter 843: Chapter 422: Sudden Change, The Wraith Princess is Actually..._2

Coercing the Wraith Princess had been much easier than he had imagined. But at least his goal had been achieved.

Just then, a terrifying oppression suddenly came from all directions, and the walls around the room seemed to come alive. The next moment, a figure had descended, and it was indeed the Sorcery Demon King he had encountered that day.

Even with the Gently Absorb Slowly Regurgitate Spirit Furnace’s disguise, this mighty powerhouse had still discovered the changes here and arrived in the room in less than ten seconds.

Facing the female undead, Long Dangdang still had some confidence in dealing with her, but facing this Sorcery Demon King, he knew that he probably couldn’t withstand even a few exchanges head-on.

"Release the princess," the Sorcery Demon King said indifferently.

Long Dangdang spoke in a deep voice, "I want three people, hand over these three people you’ve captured, and let us leave. I guarantee the princess won’t be harmed, otherwise, I’m prepared to perish together with her."

The Sorcery Demon King asked indifferently, "Which three people do you want?"

Without hesitation, Long Dangdang said, "Tang Leilei, Ling Xue, Hep Benn. Those three that you’ve taken."

To his surprise, after hearing his words, the Sorcery Demon King fell silent for a moment. The Soul Flame in his eye sockets flickered, and Long Dangdang sensed some strange emotional fluctuations within.

"Ah—" Just then, the Wraith Princess suddenly let out a sigh.

"Don’t move!" Long Dangdang tightened his grip on the Judgment Light Rays in his hand and said coldly.

"It’s no use. You’re too hasty. Why didn’t you let me finish speaking before making a move? You must be Long Dangdang. If it were Kongkong, he wouldn’t be as decisive as you, and also, he would not fail to recognize me," the Wraith Princess’s voice carried a hint of helplessness.

Long Dangdang was startled. At that moment, he suddenly found the voice somewhat familiar.

"Why don’t you lift her mask and see," the Sorcery Demon King suggested calmly.

A bad premonition instantly surfaced in Long Dangdang’s mind. His hand moved the hilt upwards, lifting the mask off the Wraith Princess’s face.

The next instant, no matter how brave or composed Long Dangdang was, he still stood shocked.

He finally understood why the Wraith Princess went from detesting him to choosing him in the end.

It was a somewhat pale but pretty face, with eyes filled with helplessness and melancholy, yet still so clear. Although he had not had much interaction with her, he remembered very clearly the beautiful face that had haunted his brother’s dreams.

"Hep Benn?" In his stunned state, Long Dangdang couldn’t help but cry out in astonishment.

Indeed, this Wraith Princess, with her mask lifted, was none other than Hep Benn, the beautiful owner of the rib house!

Even Long Dangdang, with countless speculations about this rescue mission, had never imagined that Hep Benn had become the Wraith Princess. She was a princess of the Wraith Kingdom, not just a prisoner!

Hep Benn closed her eyes in pain, "You shouldn’t have come. Did Kongkong come? None of you should have come."

The Sorcery Demon King looked at Long Dangdang, "To rescue your parents, are you not afraid of death?"

Long Dangdang did not release the Sword of Judgment in his hand because he truly could not believe that the Wraith Princess he was holding hostage would turn into Hep Benn. He was more inclined to believe that this was a deception rather than reality.

"I do not believe you are Hep Benn. Don’t move, or I’ll kill you. Hand over my parents and the real Hep Benn." After the brief shock, Long Dangdang regained his composure.

"There are some things that you can’t just dismiss as false simply because you don’t believe them. Actually, what you should be pondering more is why she has become the Wraith Princess." The Sorcery Demon King remained calm, seemingly unfazed by Long Dangdang’s threat to the Wraith Princess.

"You won’t kill her, she is your brother’s lover. Even if there’s only a one percent chance that she is the real Hep Benn, you won’t make a move. Am I right?" The Soul Flame in the eyes of the Sorcery Demon King seemed to penetrate the heart of man.

"Even if she is the real Hep Benn, where are my parents?" Long Dangdang asked in a deep voice. At this moment, his heart sank completely, and he felt a strong sense of oppression and ominous premonitions lingering over him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t fathom what had happened that made Hep Benn become the Wraith Princess. At this moment, because he was threatening Hep Benn, he could feel her real flesh and blood, yes, she was not a wraith at all, and this fact alone added more than fifty percent credibility to her identity as Hep Benn. But how could this be possible?

"Want to see your parents? Fine, follow me." The Sorcery Demon King, to Long Dangdang’s surprise, did not object but instead turned and walked towards the door. The formidable oppressive force that he had exerted on Long Dangdang had completely receded in that instant.

Long Dangdang still held Hep Benn hostage, and even if there was a slightest chance that this Hep Benn was fake, he would not let go easily, because this was his last bargaining chip.

The Sorcery Demon King walked ahead, completely exposing his back to Long Dangdang, seemingly not worried that he would attack at all. Long Dangdang, holding the potentially real or fake Hep Benn, followed behind, with the female undead trailing further back. Little Evil floated forward, back to Long Dangdang, always keeping an eye on the female undead behind him. Even in the face of the current situation, Long Dangdang still managed to stay as calm as possible, preparing himself in the best way to face everything.

They left the room and followed the corridor back to the spiraling staircase of Mithril Castle. The Sorcery Demon King went straight up.

He went upstairs? Holding the Wraith Princess hostage must have alerted the Spectral Saint Mage already, right? Could it be that he was taking me to meet the ruler of the Wraith Kingdom first?

Was Long Dangdang afraid? Of course, there was intense fear within him; after all, this was at the very heart of the Wraith Kingdom, and his identity had already been exposed. One false step and he could be completely obliterated. But now, with no way out, he steeled his heart. One Sorcery Demon King was already an opponent he could not contend with in any way, so what difference would it make if there was another, more powerful, Spectral Saint Mage? Life was but one, and if he couldn’t rescue his parents, then death was all but certain. He had been mentally prepared for this possibility even before coming here.

Climbing continuously up the staircase, as Long Dangdang had predicted, the Sorcery Demon King led him straight to the top floor of the Mithril Castle.

Upon reaching the top floor, the first thing to catch Long Dangdang’s eye was two large mithril doors, with richly decorated images and patterns carved onto the expansively opened doors.

On the left door was carved a particularly tragic scene with human limbs and remains, showing what appeared to be mages slaughtering them. The content of the scene was rich and could not entirely be deciphered at a glance. Yet, the door on the other side shocked Long Dangdang with its patterns!

Carved on this mithril door was a strange creature resembling a dragon but with nine heads, each looking far more ferocious than a giant dragon’s. Its body was covered with thick scales, so intimidating that even as a mere carving, it seemed to emit a powerful oppressive force, as though it would devour the whole world.

That resembled Little Eight a bit, except Little Eight currently had six heads. If based on the element attribute owned, could Little Eight grow to eight heads in the future?

The Sorcery Demon King stood in front of the doors and announced, "Sacred Magic God, I have brought the person."

As Long Dangdang’s gaze was still fixated on the patterns of the mithril doors, they slowly began to open inward, and a somewhat deep voice came from inside, "Bring him in."

The Sorcery Demon King turned back to look at Long Dangdang and made a gesture inviting him to enter.

About to meet the sovereign of the Wraith Kingdom, Long Dangdang couldn’t possibly be anything but nervous. However, at this point, retreat was not an option. Clenching his teeth, he walked inside with Hep Benn.