Chapter 316: Interitus And Cleobis (IV) (2/2)

”What?” Quentin asked completely caught off guard be the gibberish that just came out of the mouth of his master.

”The road to hell is paved with good intentions, so welcome to the abyss.” Rezar translated as he turned to them even more confused than they were. The whole thing just caught him off guard and left him a bit shook.

”Come on, we don't have time to waste here; our enemies are ahead.”

Rezar looked past the two statues to feast his eyes on the ruins of ancient civilization. Massive buildings made or ornate white stones, and others actually carved from colored rocks that Rezar dare say were actually emeralds. It was crazy, but from what he could see, this was a city of precious stones. Many of the buildings seemed carved from any one of those precious stones. Diamonds. Rubies, sapphires, emeralds and topaz. It was crazy!

”What the absolute fuck! Who would build a city out diamonds and precious stones? How much money did the vampire who owned this place have?” Screet asked, his poised visage breaking for a few seconds at the sheer absurdity of the sight in front of them. Rezar couldn't give him a straight answer as he was just as surprised, this place was not what they expected. And while this was a ruin, due to the materials said ruins were made from, whoever decided to clear this place would make enough money to build a Morte Bianca three times over. It really was fucking Insane. But the ruins of diamonds aside, Rezar could notice another sort of rock, that seemed to stretch like vines all over the entire ruins and was actually glowing.

That probably had to be the ore that could grow infinitely stronger from absorbing blood. And given that this kingdom had a size that was three times that of Necron city, Rezar could not imagine just how powerful it was. Yet here it was, laying in ruins, with a garish looking ore stretched allover its entirety, probably coming about from the blood of all the citizens that it has consumed. It would be better to call this so called ore vampire iron cause that's what it was.

”The vines all seem to be stretching from that large black building in the middle of the city, however we can't fly their master as the very roof of this cavern is infested with bats three times the size of tony. And I can feel just powerful they all are, silver tier II, powerful earth general beasts. Which explains why the people who came before us chose to take a land based route, but there is a scent of blood in the air and it's incredibly fresh. They're incurring Losses Master, and not small ones from what I can smell.” Screet said to Rezar who gave him a stiff nod before saying.

”Can you track them?” Screet scoffed before he hung his metal staff on his back and got down on all fours. His nose twitching.

”I'm an undead mole-man Master, underground? There is absolutely no way anyone or anything can hide from me. Like for example there's a giant worm like being slithering our way right now and it seems to be undead which means our targets left behind a surprise for us before heading deeper.” Quentin Cracked his head from left to right, a small grin on his face as he said to Rezar.

”Well it seems I might actually have a chance to stretch these old limbs after all. Leave this to me master, I'm itching for a fight as it is.” And Rezar was all too willing to grant that wish. Apart from priest, Quentin was the most skilled fighter in all of Morte Bianca, there was hardly anyone that could match up to his skill with a sword or even martial arts in general, and both were skills he had in their level 10's completely maxed out. So whatever it was that was heading their way, Rezar wasn't worried… Quentin would sort it out.