The Vastness of Magical Destiny
Chapter 591: Volume 15: Thunder Shakes the Ground - 9: Surrounded

Chapter 591: Volume 15: Thunder Shakes the Ground Chapter 9: Surrounded

The mysterious dark square stretched beyond sight, making it unimaginable how such an enormous square-shaped structure could be built on the Underground Second Level. Faintly, the outline of more buildings could be glimpsed in the depths of the square, but the sheer distance and dim light prevented everyone from seeing clearly what exactly lay there.

However, those were not the things the group was most concerned about at that moment. What appeared under the firelight was truly chilling: two Black Warriors stood silently about twenty meters from the passageway entrance, their vacant stares seeming to indicate they were still in a state of confusion. From the strangely shaped black mustache hook blades they held, faint black flames occasionally fluttered out. A barely perceptible mist swirled around the bodies of the Black Warriors, and their pale golden cheeks bore no sign of emotion—it wasn’t possible for them to have any emotions at all.

Confronting the two Black Warriors was a massive humanoid monster, its thick and long arms hanging low enough to nearly touch the ground, its slightly bent legs resembling the mammoth feet of a giant elephant. When the humanoid monster turned its head, a pair of bell-like eyes flashed fiercely, and white breath spewed constantly from its flaring nostrils. Behind this large creature was a ring of smaller monsters arranged in a circular formation; they were slightly smaller than the frontline giant but of the same form, though their behavior seemed much more frivolous and active, as they emitted squeaking calls, apparently communicating through these strange sounds.

A few snakes as thick as barrels coiled around the huge pillars in the square, originally unnoticed by the group. Perhaps detecting the scent of living people, these serpentine beings also began to move around the pillars, but it was impossible to see the heads of these snake-like creatures. However, the glint of gold scales proved distasteful to the learned magicians who could guess what they were encountering.

Rustling noises traveled along the walls, and a succession of black shadows appeared in the corners, brandishing pincers, with narrow mouths spitting out tongues, covered in black scales and sporting tails gleaming with a faint green glow—a clear sign to anyone that contact with these creatures meant inescapable trouble.

In the distance, at the edge of the light, a group of skeleton warriors came into view, their ancient armor and rust-streaked weapons indicating they had lived in this dark world for a very long time. The weapons of these skeleton warriors differed slightly from those encountered or used by Komer and his comrades on the Blue Continent. Almost uniformly they carried spears and great maces, the blackened weapons clearly rusted but not at all less effective, even seeming to possess an added aura of malevolence. The skeleton soldiers marched in neat formation with determined steps that seemed arranged into specific tactical patterns; the occasional grating sound of bone clacking against bone unsettling those who heard it.

What other things lay hidden in the endless darkness, Komer didn’t know, but his instincts told him that there might be far too many formidable creatures beyond his knowledge, and perhaps his group was doomed.

A shadow, akin to black lightning, seemed eager to attack the group, darting through the expanse of empty air directly toward them. However, the faint magic glow at the doorway stopped the shadow in its path. As it approached the circle of light, the glow, as if stimulated by the magic breath, suddenly intensified and erupted outward with magic force. The shadow flashed away in retreat, disappearing into the upper darkness of the square.

Almost everyone realized that the original stand-off—or balance—in the entire square had been disrupted by their arrival. Perhaps it was the scent of humans, or the sense of new prey arriving; whether it was the Black Warriors and skeleton warriors, or those strange and varied Magical Beasts, all turned their attention towards Komer and his party.

"Mr. Rebry, Mr. Mihailovich, it seems we’re in a bit of a bind here. This seems to be their paradise, and we’re not very welcome," Komer remarked, having already gathered all his magic power to a peak. Holding the Black Crystal Staff in hand, rings of light that signified the accumulation of magic power flowed up and down it. His gaze still fixed on the square, undead creatures and Magical Beasts—a menagerie of formidable beings—not one of them weak, and his group seemed to have stumbled into a stroke of luck indeed!

"Hmm, my lord, it seems that this territory of yours is better suited for their existence, and our arrival has affected their mood. We need to prepare quickly and be cautious. The magic power of this Magic Door Barrier seems to be decreasing rapidly, as if our arrival has triggered some mechanism causing it to lose its effect. Damn it, it’s really about to disappear! Newman, what on earth is going on?!" Even the usually calm Rebry couldn’t help but raise his voice, clearly realizing the troubling nature of the situation.

Rebry had been observing the reason for the failed shadow attack just now, and the only reason for the shadow’s unsuccessful assault was clearly the magic power on the magic door. However, creatures living here should be aware of the magic barrier’s function, so why would they make such a futile effort? He quickly discovered a problem with the magic barrier; the fading of the magic breath made Rebry’s heart tighten with anxiety. The magic barrier could temporarily ensure everyone’s safety, but once it vanished, they might truly be surrounded and trapped.

Newman was drenched in sweat, even more focused on the magic barrier than Rebry. It was a mechanism barrier, but he didn’t know what had caused the magic of the mechanism barrier to fade so rapidly. The speed at which it was diminishing was shocking; in just a few moments, more than a third of the barrier’s magic power had disappeared. Newman was somewhat flustered as he checked with a test rod at the door, and a sense of despair slowly appeared on his face.

"We’re doomed. This is a magic altar, it seems to be the magic altar of the Dark Sanctuary. The barrier has been damaged by the arrival of the Holy Light, which only permits the entry and exit of Dark Class creatures and their magic power. Now this magic barrier is about to fail, we must leave immediately!"

"Leave immediately? Newman, I think you have lost your mind!" At this time, it was Mihailovich who appeared most composed, his gaze fixed on creatures in the square that began to slowly move toward them. Several bracelets with a faint dark hue were already fitted on his arms, clearly indicating he understood the situation best, "The speed of these creatures is beyond our reach; the moment we step back, they will cling to us like evil spirits until we become just like them. Now our only choice is to fight—we have no retreat!"

"Correct, this is a Dark Sanctuary, a sacrificial place of the Dark Faction. It’s likely that the object of our suspicions should be here, hiding in the darkness. I can feel it, watching us, searching for our weaknesses. The moment we reveal a flaw, it will lead those more terrifying creatures from the darkness to pounce on us and rip us to pieces," Komer said, his gaze intent into the Dark Depths, "Mr. Mihailovich is right, we cannot retreat, only advance!"

Perhaps realizing his initial loss of composure, Rebry’s mood now seemed much calmer, "The undead creatures and even more ferocious beings gathered here have not yet appeared. Otherwise, with just these Black Warriors and Skeleton Soldiers, we would not be able to contend with these Magical Beasts. This altar is designed very cleverly, like a mechanism balancing the presence of both sides, preventing either from breaking the stalemate. But now it seems our arrival has disrupted this balance, and we might have to face an unprecedented bloody and difficult battle."

Komer stared blankly at the various undead creatures and Magical Beasts gradually closing in, a somewhat familiar scene again emerging in his brain. He tried hard to recall this vision, but it always remained unclear, an elusive sense of familiarity persisting in his mind. However, the current situation no longer allowed him to delve into these memories.

"Sir, we need to maintain a good semi-circular formation. The entrance to this passage is too wide. I suggest we rush over, stand with our backs to the wall, forming a staggered defense. This way, we can greatly reduce our defensive pressure and more effectively damage the enemy," finally spoke Solonberg, who had been silent up until now. As a Dark Knight forged in countless battles, although this was his first encounter with such a situation, his indomitable spirit meant not even axes and swords could make him blink or frown.

Komer finally snapped out of his reverie—now was not the time for remembrances. This place was definitely connected to the memories of Kennifer III, but they had to first address the immediate threat to their survival. Only after overcoming this obstacle could they consider anything else. "Alright, Shatima, you take the lead, Solonberg on the left flank, Vladimir Koff on the right, break through first and then immediately take a position against the wall. Remember not to overextend, nor to stray too far from the entrance. In a worst-case scenario, we may have no choice but to flee."

"Lome, launch the Holy Light Attack! Mr. Rebry, please join me in breaking through. Mr. Mihailovich, I’m afraid you can’t keep your Puppet Magic Doll a secret anymore, take it out. If not now, you might not get another chance," Komer said, not forgetting to lighten the mood with a joke even in such circumstances. After saying this, Komer gently said to the two girls, Grace and Finitz, who had turned pale, "Follow me, and don’t stray from the group!"

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