25 Effortlessly (1/2)
He's been waiting for a very long time...
He barely remembered it, but it must have been tens of thousand years since then...
Since he, the Minos Sovereign, the greatest and the strongest of the Demon Minotaur's race was imprisoned inside this dark and empty room.
All of this happened because of some foul female. A slut with golden hair hailed from the hypocrite White Elves.
His heart now was furious and full of wrath. He will not forget what she did to him, he won't forgive...
That slut had made an alliance with the human tribe of Napata and the Beastman of the West to besiege him and his race.
He, along with his brave people fought brilliantly against the onslaught of those hideous enemies...
Many powerful experts belong to the weak humans, the stinky beastmans, and the arrogant elves had felled to his indomitable might.
But it was not enough to stop the genocide of his race, even he, the Minos Sovereign himself was sealed in the end.
Those cowards didn't have the strength to kill him. Hence, they sealed him instead, in this dark empty cold room...
As the final insult, the Napata even build their own splendor city in this place, on top of the former Demon Minotaur's ruins.
Those humans had also sworn a sacred oath to guard and watch over his prison.
They thought that the time itself could kill him as he is running out of lifespan inside this cursed sealing formation...
But they don't know... They didn't know... They did not know...
His master... His lord... His god... Had given him, the Minos Sovereign not only powerful strength and wondrous skills but also... A longer lifespan...
His great master once said ”Immortality is within your grasp” and he believed it... He believed...
Thousands of years have passed since then... And yet... His body shows no sign of decaying...
He had fulfilled his revenge on the Napata, who drowned beneath their golden moments and over time, has forgotten their original sacred oath...
He merely tempts and trick several of those humans, then let them do the rest, slowly...
It was glorious... Watching the Napata destroyed from within and because of their own people...
There's still two more... The Beastmans and the Elves... Especially that bitch...
That slut, who called herself a queen, might not be alive anymore, but her race along with the beastman probably still exist...
He already had a plan... A plan to break the seal...
The Napata had left behind one of their treasured artifacts... A ritual altar... And he had corrupted it...
He uses the altar to perform a sacrifice ritual with the help of a technique his master had once given him...
But he needs soul... lots of souls... Preferably a soul from a powerful being.
He patiently waits... In these past dozens of centuries... Some poor souls sometimes visit this Napata ruin and got captured by the dead soldiers he had raised.
Just a few weeks ago, he had major harvest as large numbers of savage humans pass through this place...
But today appears to be a really special day...
A small group of heavily armed people had entered the valley from the north... A strong group too, nonetheless...
One of the old looking humans is actually a Martial Lord... And there is a single female White Elves... It is a good day indeed...
Then he ordered his undead minions to capture them... The technique of his master is truly magnificent... But his weakened strength prevented him to utilize it perfectly...
That human Martial Lord is unexpectedly able to interrupt the link.... And those two human females used some strange ability...
The ugliest human he had ever seen who was near the group's rear position is pretty strong too...
He's getting impatient... His power almost depleted too... He cannot drag this for long... So he ordered the undead to capture those two human female first in order to lower the group's morale...
Suddenly...
Bang!!!