Chapter 539: The Stealthiest Summon
Nestled upon the surface of the water was a swirling mountain, the peak of the mountain crowned by a majestic fortress, its intricate clockwork face gazing down upon the world below.
The mountain, a sentinel of stone, cradled a serene lagoon, its waters shimmering like sapphires under the embrace of daystar's light.
Cascading waterfalls tumbled gracefully from the cliff's edge-at the base of the castle- their crystalline droplets scattering into rainbows as they plunged into the shimmering sapphires.
Above this idyllic scene, wispy clouds drifted lazily across the vast expanse of sky, casting fleeting shadows on the land.
Softly, a speckle of black dust flowed towards the castle and soon fell into the surface of the lagoon, causing a black liquid to be seen for a moment before sinking into the depths of the
ocean.
Following the dust, a blur whizzed past the clouds and landed on the center of the land- which was like a spiral form, with the lagoon water filling its space.
The creature was pitch black, almost like a stain of evil in this serene sanctuary. It bent over the ocean with the creep and flexibility of a snake, its white eyes scrutinizing the surface of the water with innocent curiosity.
After a while, the creature straightened its back and looked up at the castle. Its eyes narrowed.
And with a crouch, the creature plunged into the sky, disheveling the ground beneath and causing debris of stone to fly around.
Black Mamba landed on the wall of the cliff, close to the waterfall, and began to climb up.
Climbing was almost like he was walking on the wall, hopping and not even diminishing his insane speed for a second.
In less than two minutes, Black Mamba landed on the surface of the mountain and was looking at the castle.
A dark frown lowered on his face, and without further ado, he vanished.
His legs carried him with the lightness of a feather, and in a blur, he flew over the high castle wall, landing inside without a sound.
The creature glanced left and right before darting towards the yard of the castle. There he saw an open door behind the castle and, without much thought, entered.
Black Mamba practically merged with the darkness as he walked down the stairs. About a hundred steps later, he arrived at an underground. The place was eternally dark, making Black Mamba's eyes glint with an incandescent white light.
It was as if the veils of darkness themselves had opened their eyes.
The creature walked forward without producing a single step, his eyes focused, narrowed, and glued to a certain goal.
After more steps in a couple of minutes, Black Mamba stood before a tall, crimson door. He slowly sized up the wooden door, only to flinch suddenly and disappear into the darkness.
A couple of seconds later, the door began to powerfully creak open, shards of stone falling from the roof as if it had been locked for centuries.
A man with long, black wet hair staggered out of the room. He was pale and skinny, a black coat lazily hung over his shoulders, however, doing nothing to conceal his dry chest and revealing ribs.
The man let out a guttural cry and punched the door. Despite his frail-looking body, webbed cracks instantly appeared on the part of the door he punched.
He staggered a bit more as he tried to walk forward. His monolid eyes were filled with boiling hatred.
He gritted his teeth as he leaned on the open door with one hand.
"I will find you, and I will make sure I kill you!"
For a moment after hearing those words, Black Mamba moved slightly, his fingers extended and lustrous black claws curved out.
"Follow it. Do not engage and do not be detected."
Northern's words rang in the creature's mind, causing him to hide back his claws and retreat into the darkness before disappearing.
"So, that's what you saw..."
Northern sat on the white throne, leaning tiredly on one armrest of it as Black Mamba divulged non-verbally all that he had witnessed.
Night Terror and Revant were both standing beside Black Mamba-on the left and right respectively.
Revant, after spending a few days in solitary, now had a well-composed facial expression, although Northern noticed him glancing at Black Mamba with an indescribable disgust.
'His pride is just too much.'
Which was quite understandable. Revant was a Tyrant. Northern had never met one, didn't even know how they existed or what they looked like.
But he assumed that they were a pinnacle of existence, and that alone was bound to give them
a heart of pride that matched the level of their superiority.
"Well, I will worry about that dude later. I am still very interested in his talent, after all. But I have more pressing matters."
Northern leaned away from one hand, sitting equally on the brilliant mantle.
He looked over at all three of them before he started to talk.
"So, I have been thinking of something recently. I want to bring more order to this place."
He paused, taking a breath before he continued.
"Before I do that, however, there are a few people that I want you all to acknowledge."
In a far, unseeable distance, the door to the Void Palace creaked open, pale light peeping
through.
Two long shadows could be seen growing longer as steps resounded in the hall, eventually becoming shorter as the owners of the steps revealed themselves.
One was a lady with black shadows around her eyes, a melancholic face framed by tousled, chestnut hair that fell in short waves around her face.
Her gaze was steady, quiet, and brimming with a twisted determination.
The other was a man with sharp and intense features, exuding an aura of raw defiance and untamed emotion.
His dirty, ashen hair fell unevenly across his forehead, partially obscuring his eyes that burned with a cold, smoldering intensity.
His eyes were fierce and unyielding, as if harboring secrets and pain that pierced through anyone who met his gaze.
Northern smiled as both Jeci and Lynus reached his front, standing next to Night Terror.
Then he remembered.
"Oh, Mr. Fluffy!"
With a snap of his finger, the monstrous beast appeared in an instant.
Northern's eyes widened as they fell on the beast.