Chapter 182 The tragedy before the tournament II
Kyle's body was floating above a layer of cold surface. No matter where one looked they could only see burning blue flames but ironically the flames were not hot. Instead, they were cold enough to send chills down anyone's spine.
Beautiful brilliant blue flames gently swirled around his body. Everything in front of Kyle was blurry and hazy.
The only thought that resounded inside his blank mind was that he should sleep.
'It's so peaceful....'
His body floated and the dangerous flames touched his skin gently. It was cold but Kyle felt the flames were a part of his body. A warm trickling sensation spread around his body and a thought crept up at the back of his mind.
'It's time...'
When it appeared Kyle frowned with discomfort. He didn't want to sleep yet he felt like he was forgetting something important.
His mind started to become clear as he fought the urge to let the blue flames envelop his body.
After a few minutes of struggle, a small memory appeared in his mind. He was clutching a soft thing before everything turned blurry. Wasn't he?
He mumbled and his fingers moved curling up into a fist.
"Bia?..."
Kyle waited but no one replied. His brow knitted into a deep frown as a frost breath came out from his mouth.
From his blurry gaze, he could see the flames around him. It felt like a dream.
"I need to wake up.."
Meanwhile, inside a dark damp underground place. A red-haired middle-aged man walked between the two rows of prison cells. His eyes were brown and many scars could be seen on his face.
The man wore a mask to hide half of his face. As he moved between the prison cells he looked at the young individuals tied up inside with a smirk.
The place was dark, and the only sounds one could hear were the occasional clicks of the metal chains on the prisoners.
After a while, the red-haired man's eyes landed on a blue-haired woman lying unconscious in one of the prison cells. He smacked his lips and looked at the woman with a heated gaze.
"Tsk, what a beauty. It is a pity I can't touch anyone because they are all specimens who will turned into potions soon. Hahahaha."
He laughed and looked back at the four men standing behind him.
"Are all the kids transferred to this place?"
One of the four men stepped forward and nodded with an evil smile.
"They all lost consciousness because almost all of them were injured. The Array was broken midway that's why only half of them were teleported at the planned location."
The man's smile widened.
"Don't worry though, the one master wanted was among the ones who appeared."
The red-haired man nodded with satisfaction. They have done their job perfectly all because of a crazy woman who killed herself to complete the mission.
"Have you transferred the beast?"
"Yes, we have. The beast was strong but all of us worked together to put a metal chain around its neck. We even took the kid's storage rings and sent everything to master."
The red-haired man's eyes trailed off to one of the cells, and he grinned.
"Look, it seems someone has woken up."
He walked and looked at the golden-haired crawling individual who seemed to have woken up due to their voices.
As the red-haired man advanced toward the cell, he stopped because the golden-haired youth shot him a deadly glare. His black eyes shone with anger as he shouted at them while clutching the long metal bars in front of him.
"Who the hell are you all? Where is this place?"
The red-haired man snickered.
"Does it matter? Just sleep... like the others. Oh, I almost forgot you are a Prince aren't you?"
Carcel's eyes darkened when the red-haired man crouched down in front of him while looking at him with disdain.
"So what? It doesn't matter who you are because no one will save you. If you want a peaceful and painless life just stay quiet like an obedient puppy. Anyway, it's not like you can do anything with those chains restraining you."
One of the men standing behind the red-haired man looked at the Carcel before pointing at someone else lying in a nearby cell.
"I think that black-haired one is already half dead. His body is freezing like ice. I almost freaked out when I touched him."
The red-haired man frowned, showing displeasure he stood up.
"Don't let him die yet. Master is busy with the beast now but he needs all these youngsters for future experiments. So give him a healing potion."
He said with a heavy tone and gestured for one of the men to give the freezing individual a potion.
Afterward, all of them moved between the prison cells to confirm that everyone inside the cells was alive.
The red-haired man gave Carcel a side long glance with a chuckle and together with the four men following behind him he left the area.
Carcel cursed and tried to pull the metal bars present in front of him but not even an ounce of mana came out from his body.
"Damn it! These chains..."
He wriggled his hands uncomfortably, both of his wrists were tied with metal chains. After observing the chains he could mentally deduce the chains were made of some special material that was stopping him from using the mana present within his body.
He hissed when he sensed the large gash present on his shoulder. He was too focused on the red-haired man before and didn't notice his injuries.
Carcel took a deep breath and stood up with gritted teeth. He saw another person who was tied up inside his cell. It was one of the grey-haired twins.
"Guys....Can anyone hear me?"
He shouted while banging the metal bars with his bare fists.
Soon, he heard some groaning sounds and saw a familiar face standing in the opposite prison cell.
"Tray...."
Tray panicked when he saw his situation but after Carcel calmed him down both of them tried their best to wake up the others.
After a few minutes of struggle, everyone was awake except the black-haired youth lying in the last cell.