630 Mirror of Fate (1/2)
The mushroom, mixed with fire, rose to the sky. The dark air dispersed the smoke, revealing the blue-and-black giant whose head was gone and whose body was more than ragged.
Right then, the intelligent lives of different species that made up the body of the giant were suddenly enlivened. They surged toward the head like a tide in haste, and after only a few seconds, a new head had been created.
”It's truly tough. As expected of a masterpiece of the school of necromancy.” Lucien pointed the brilliant Space Staff in his hands at the corpses of humans, elves and dragons, which were immediately slowed down like puppets. The speed of the giant's recovery was lowered.
Then, cold moonlight appeared in Lucien's dark pupils. He turned into a legendary knight and drew the silver longsword. Flying into the sky, he descended and slashed the giant like a shooting star.
It was not because Lucien did not want to finish it with magic, but because the monster might catch up with them any moment and he could not waste his time. Naturally, the best solution was to directly crush the enemy with the Sword of Truth!
After a flash of the silver sword, an illusionary gap appeared on the giant without a sound, cutting the defense, the dark air and the physical body all at once, before it was divided into countless branches and spread to all the body parts of the giant.
Crack, crack, crack. The dead bodies of the intelligent creatures turned into tiny, broken, rotten meat and fell like an abrupt storm.
In the storm of blood, flesh and mucus, Lucien was surrounded by silver moonlight that vaporized the 'rainwater' that fell upon him, while he picked up the broken heart of the giant.
The black heart gradually stopped beating. Then, the flesh on the surface took off one layer after another, revealing the pool of bright green fluids the size of a thumb inside. Intense air of life could be sensed.
Lucien took out a silver teapot that was full of magic patterns and poured the Fountain of Youth into it, before he resealed the container.
”Let's move on. We are not far away from the spot marked by Maskelyne.” Rhine, more or less recovered, walked over on his own and urged Lucien. For him, the 'Fountain of Youth' was of no use at all and even highly poisonous.
Lucien put the magic teapot back and was about to cancel his transformation, when he suddenly heard sobbing that lowered the temperature by dozens of degrees.
Wu, wu, wu. In the blood-freezing cries, tombstones fell, and coffins were opened. The black, grey and white clothes trembled and stood up as if they were alive, before they wobbled to the center.
Their movements seemed abnormal, but they were extremely fast. It didn't take long before they were integrated into a gigantic doll that was wearing a colorful coat and an uncanny smile, which made Lucien, whose instincts became much keener after he became a legendary knight, sensed a hint of danger.
”What is this?” Asked Lucien subconsciously.
Rhine shook his head. ”I don't know, either. Of all the mysterious customs, I only know one third at most.”
Emitting the air close to level three of legendary, the doll took shape while it chuckled and cried.
”Let's go!”
Lucien had no intention to fight. Although there would be a chance for him to defeat the creepy doll if he were to carry out all his strength and his items together with Rhine's abundant collections, it would significantly delay them, and it would be a disaster if the real monster caught them. Also, after they killed the doll, other spectres might appear, and the battle might be prolonged indefinitely.
Having no time to cancel the transformation, Lucien grabbed Rhine by his arm and flew forward into the moonlight, illuminating the grey wilderness.
Very soon, a black gate appeared among the tombstones.
”Wu! Wu! Wu!”
The creepy cries and laughter suddenly echoed next to Lucien's ears, dissolving the 'Wall of Space' around him that he created with the Space Staff. He was also blown out of moonlight.
Lucien trembled hard, feeling that cold wind was pouring into his clothes and that the physical body of the legendary knight was melting. It seemed that only the clothes like the Robe of Grand Arcanists was not affected. But of course, they couldn't provide any help, either.
Faced with the 'doll' that could not be inferred with common sense, Lucien did not turn back but kept on flying at the black gate. In the meantime, he slashed backwards with the Sword of Truth without aiming at the target.
”Wu!”
The silver sword flashed, and the cries countless times more miserable than just now burst out. The freezing wind blowing at his neck came to an abrupt halt.
Having no time to confirm the result or to check the black gate, Lucien simply bumped in.
”Wu! Wu! Wu!”
After he jumped into the grey hall, the cries and laughter came to Lucien's ears even more loudly. He hurried to summon the moonlight and close the black gate.
Dum! Dum! Dum
The noise of somebody bashing the gate rumbled. The black gate was bent forward, as if it would be knocked open at any moment.
His blood freezing, Lucien calculated the coordinates and traveled among different black gates.
After several grey halls, Lucien and Rhine finally got rid of the mysterious doll.
”The location that Maskelyne left behind is right next to us…” After his calculation, Lucien's pupils constricted violently. His heart was racing beyond his control despite the pacification of magic.
What would he see there?