42 Deathkeep (2/2)

Jufeng watched the sizzling green claws. How could this, even, be fair? Before, the fight with the critter was on a less foot, and now, it was on survival. His survival. Since the talisman couldn't prevent cuts, he musn't allow the poisonous claws to mark him. The poison could be deadly.

Despite not knowing the dangers that could be lying further into the tunnel, he agreed with himself that it was time to flee in that direction.

He contemplated using the second stage of the quicksteps, the swiftsteps. But decided to stick to the flashsteps, since he didn't know what sort of trap or creature, he could run into. The less faster flashsteps would allow him to adjust his tranjectory in the shortest notice.

He took off and the two nephilia critters followed. They were as fast as lightning, really fast. He was carefully watching the passage as he ran by. The critters were almost on him when the passage shifted again which threw them off balance as they came to a halt. They were in a lighted circular area with symbols and signs of various letters and designs.

There was nowhere to go now. The critters sensing blood, went in for the kill. They attacked him together.

Jufeng was preparing to defend himself when the ground of the circular room, opened. The two critters couldn't control their momentum and they were caught in it. As they were falling, the last one of the critters, reached out with his right claw and caught the robe of Jufeng.

Jufeng, who was still struggling at the edge of the opening to retain is footing, was dragged down the through the opening into the chasm beyond.

It was as if he had been falling for a thousand years, though it took seconds. An ancient mystical art. The main effect wasn't even the eerie feeling of forever falling, it was the force of impact. The impact knocked the air out of him making him to loose consciousness for an instant.

When he came through, he discovered he was lying on top of one of the critters. The claws of the one he was on, was inches away from his face. Any closer, they would have entered his head. The two critters had been impaled on the obsidian spikes that were protruding out of the ground. How fortunate he was to land on one of them. If not, he would have been more than dead.

He managed to sit up and looked around. He needed to leave obsidian traps. Using the bodies of the critters as cushions, he jumped out of the area. Upon landing, he checked himself for any sizzling wound from the poisonous claws but couldn't find any. But, his robe was torn in many places and was quite dirty while his body had the normal cuts .

Relieved, he removed one bloodroot medicinal pill from his sac and put it in his mouth. He found a place close-by and rested for a moment. After regaining most of himself, he carefully checked where he was.

This place was just getting stranger by the passing time. The rocks in this place were not Carbonado or topaz but Palladium. He knew right away that he was no longer in the mountain. This was a very different place. The tunnels here were larger and were made of Orbash Palladium. And more noticeably, there were orbs of eternal fire located higher on the tunnels.

He decided to take the one on the left. He had walked a short distance when he saw two kids battling one death-eater and quickly turned back. The kids were like ones of those demigods. How could this be? Did it meant he was now inside the deathkeep tunnel? It couldn't and shouldn't be.

All the tunnels he tried were filled with kids battling various creatures. Only one was free from the sound of metals clashing but was too silent for his comfort. He was contemplating what to do when a death eater suddenly appeared to his far right. Decision made for him. He quickly took the silent one. If only he could find a spot to hide in here. He hadn't gone far when a hand suddenly pulled him into a space.

”Uh?”

He found himself staring at young kids like himself. He only saw empty space there just now. Invisibility? Force-field? The kids had a deadpan seriousness on their faces. Though, they've surpressed their auras, but from their looks, he could guess they were Asuras.

Did it meant he was now in deathkeep tunnel? How could that even be possible?

He was looking at them with questions written all over his face when one of them, the same girl he saw at the mountains, held a finger to her lips and pointed in the direction Jufeng was heading.

What could be at the front? He was much more concerned about the death-eater. There was no way he would want to face one. He followed her finger's direction and soon saw what she meant.

”A plane-drifter.”

There were powerful entities in the Lumence dimensional plane who had transcended ascension but refused to ascend, hence, became a Plane-Drifter.

Now, this was a true walking death.

Upon getting to the edge of the silent tunnel, the death-eater stopped and made a calling sound. Only for it to be hit with one massive and lightning-fast blade light.

Jufeng stared at the corpse of the death-eater who was cut into two. He was turning his attention towards the plane-drifter, when the figure turned and looked straight at them.

”You three are in my force-field, you know. Drop the little cover and step closer. Now.”

The plane-drifter looked at the two demigods with pure contempt.

”You two should know better than entering this tunnel. You should. I was going to kill you but I will let you live, for now. Don't ever come back here. Leave.”

Turning away from the asuras, he pointed at Jufeng.

”You, stay.”

After the two asuras had diappeared in a flash, with the death-eater ignoring them, the plane-drifter observed Jufeng keenly.

”You have a message for me, mortal. Speak before I change my mind.”

Jufeng ruminated on the words the grey tree had told him, carefully. If the plane-drifter was not in the mood, either he oblitrate him or let him live, for now. Nevertheless, he needed to speak.

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”Senior, where should I go if I'm lost in the tunnel?”

”Emberless grove.”

”Senior, who am I going to ask for?”

”Regallash. Now speak.

”Senior, he wants me to show you this scroll.”

Jufeng produced the scroll of sentience and handed it to the plane-drifter before continuing.

”And to tell you that, ”when the sun and the moon sings, eternity dances.”

The plane-drifter was quiet for a long time as he was lost in thought. Then, he turned and directed his gaze at Jufeng.

”What do you seek in return, mortal?”

”Senior, this young and humble one seek the Mystic-Order.”