Chapter 696: The Eternal Night Secret Realm Opens (2/2)
Leon frowned in deep ponder for a moment.
After flashing the unconscious Chief Baskara being held by a Crimsonfog Tribe's Battle Master beside the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman, Leon mentioned, ”If I'm not wrong, there's a less likely chance of being separated if we keep contact with one another.”
”You're right, Young Master Leonhardt. That method certainly works,” the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman admitted before adding, ”However, the power of transportation will be strong and unstable, potentially forcing us out of contact. As such, it is not exactly a fool-proof solution and still possesses a certain level of risks.”
Even so, if the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman did not even have some level of confidence, he would not be bringing the unconscious Chief Baskara either. Otherwise, he was practically sending the person to his doom.
Nevertheless, it should not be long before Chief Baskara awakens from his slumber.
Rumble…!
The skies suddenly shook from a surge of energy bursting out of the obelisk and shooting straight into the spiraling dark clouds above, causing everyone to pause and glance over.
”The staircase has completed construction,” the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman narrowed his eyed before grabbing hold of Chief Baskara's arm tightly and said, ”Seems like the secret realm is about to be opened, Young Master Leonhardt.”
”It's my first time experience it, but it does seem to be the case,” Leon nodded before he quickly called, ”Aria! Darlene! Duna! To me, now!”
”We're right here. No need to shout,” Duna picked her ears nonchalantly as if her hearing had been affected before she said, ”Just focus on your two little birds. I'm the least of your worries.”
”Duna!”
”Fine…!”
After Leon shot her a stern look, Duna complied, albeit unwillingly and reluctantly, as they joined hands after Leon grabbed hold of Aria and Darlene's hands.
”Everyone, if you don't plan on going solo in the Eternal Night Secret Realm, now is the time to grab onto your teammates!” the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman hollered.
”Young Master, pardon our offense!” a Battle God Palace's Battle Master said.
After Young Zion gave the nod, the twenty Extremity-rank Battle Masters bundled together with him like one big sausage fest.
At the same time, the other Battle Masters quickly formed small parties of their own, grabbing hold of their chosen teammates, who were mainly just members of the same tribe.
”What are you doing?” a Low-rank Battle Master questioned with a slight frown after one of his teammate's grubby claws latched onto his sword.
The teammate, who was also a Low-rank Battle Master, glanced back calmly and said, ”No homo, bro.”
”…”
Shortly after all teams were settled down, Leon transfixed his gaze on the talent point of the colossal staircase, where the obelisk was located, standing tall and pointing into the heavenly spiral of dark clouds that continued to feed on its string of red and black light.
”The Shaman King's Successor must be up there…”
”Right, but that demon shouldn't be of any concern since it is fated to die after the opening, Young Master Leonhardt,” Chief Valencia spoke after reaching Leon's side, intent on joining his party.
However, seeing that the young master's party was already occupied with just his lovers, she decided to drop the idea and go solo in the Eternal Night Secret Realm.
”How do you know for sure that the Shaman King's Successor will die after the secret realm is fully opened?” Leon casually asked.
”This is because the Shaman King's Successor will be fully drained of all their strength, body and mind, after opening the secret realm and become braindead with multiple organ failures, eventually leading to death. It has always been the case—at least, according to what had been recorded in history,” Chief Valencia explained.
”Oh?” Leon raised an eyebrow and before asking further, ”And does this history includes the past two secret realm openings that the humans missed out on?”
”Well… no,” Chief Valencia paused with a frown.
Shortly after, Chief Valencia's expression changed abruptly before she asked, ”Young Master Leonhardt is suspecting that the Shaman King's Successor will survive the opening drainage?”
”Well, I wouldn't rule out the possibility. If the past Shaman King's Successors' deaths were a result of lacking strength, wouldn't the problem be solved if they were stronger?” Leon mentioned.
Chief Valencia's frown deepened.
But before she could think further, another surge of energy shot into the spiral of dark clouds and finally opened up an enormous and gloomy-red portal.
In that instance, space quickly destabilized, sucking Leon and everyone else standing inside the wall of dark clouds into the heavens like numerous red vein-like streaks of lightning flashing through the cumulonimbus clouds of darkness, disappearing therein.