The crystal window shattered. Francis II crashed through the window and landed on a soft carpet.
Carpet?
The old king instantly realized that something was wrong. He got up as fast as he could. At that moment, he almost forgot that he was an old man. In fact, he did what he could not do at his age. After he steadied himself, he quickly scanned his surroundings. What he saw was the familiar lounge, the familiar golden-red carpet, and the bed. A fully regenerated monster was standing not far away in the posture of a predator. The twisted human body of the monster still had the uniform of an attendant hanging on it. The window that should have been shattered was still intact.
Hallucinogen? Mental suggestion? When?
Francis II was alarmed, but he did not despair. He knew that if he could still sense that something was wrong, it meant that his mind was still his. As long as he could still think, the situation was not out of control!
The old king quickly drew several runes in front of him, buffing himself with defensive spells one after another. At the same time, he turned the strange ring on his left hand that had a black swirling cloud symbol on it. At the same time, the flesh monster that had completed its rebirth let out a roar, and then charged forward.
It pounced on Francis II and pushed the old king to the ground. Then, it used its horrifying, twisted, and festering mouth to bite the prey underneath it. Large clouds of dark smoke spread out from the prey and shrouded the monster's figure.
A dark fog suddenly appeared in the other corner of the room, and the figure of Francis II condensed in the dark fog. The old king raised his left hand, and the strange ring on his finger glowed with a hazy light. He spoke in a strange voice that seemed to be a mixture of several voices. "Born in the Realm of Shadows and creeping in the shadows, the descendant of the contractor needs your help!" The old king raised his left hand, and the strange ring on his finger glowed faintly.
In the Shadow Experiment Field in the Defiant Citadel, Amber and Solderlin came to an open space in the center of the cave. They curiously studied the area.
The open space was higher than the surrounding area, so it was not flooded. In the dry open space, it was obvious that a lot of equipment had been placed here. There were still many grooves and magic conduits that had not been dismantled scattered around the outer edge of the open space. However, these were not the things that interested Amber and Solderlin the most.
What they were most curious about was a circular pit about ten meters in diameter in the middle of the open space.
The circular pit was like a descending flight of stairs that sank to a depth of about one meter below the platform. On each of the 'stairs' inside the pit, there were a lot of complicated magic patterns and dimmed magic crystals. At the bottom of the pit, there was only a broken ancient metal device. This core component had obviously failed to withstand the erosion of a thousand years. In the poor environment of the cave, it had been completely deformed.
"It looks like some kind of device used to open a portal," Solderlin said based on his knowledge of ancient Gondor technology. "But this is the first time I've seen a portal lying on the ground and even embedded in the ground."
"I've never seen one like this before," Amber said, looking down. "But I think there should be gold in the pile of metal at the bottom."
Solderlin looked at Amber silently, then turned his head and looked around. "Speaking of which, where is Miss Tyre?"
"She just said that this place was comfortable, so she went to find a place to sleep," Amber said, waving her hand. "She's probably soaking in a pool now. Don't worry, she'll float up on her own. "
Then she frowned slightly and looked down at the broken metal device below. "Ranger, you stay here. I'm going to the Shadow Realm to have a look."
Solderlin immediately became serious. "What did you find?"
"I'm not sure yet. I'll tell you when I come back."
After saying this, Hu Po's figure had already turned into a cloud of hazy black smoke in the air, dispersing with the wind.
Solderlin was a little stunned as he watched Amber enter the Shadow World so quickly. For a moment, he didn't know how to react. "… Didn't they say that this half-elf is usually very cowardly?"
Amber, who had entered the Shadow Realm, could not hear what Solderlin was saying. She just let her perception fall rapidly in the state of crossing between the two realms. After a very short moment, she was already standing on the ground of the Shadow Realm.
A head of long black hair fluttered in the air, and the lower half of his body was shrouded in a hazy shadow cloud. Amber, who had transformed into a shadow fairy, opened his eyes and curiously observed the scene in front of him.
The cave became black and white, and the invisible light made everything in the cave clear. In front of her, where there should have been a circular pit, there was a swirling black cloud.
Just like what she perceived in the 'real world', there was a door here, but this door was in the Shadow Realm.
Amber looked curiously at the swirling black cloud, but one of her hands involuntarily pressed on her chest. "Strange … That inexplicable sense of familiarity is gone … I felt it here just now …"
Halfway through her soliloquy, an old and trembling voice suddenly came from the cloud. "… Residents of the shadows … The descendant needs your help …"
Amber widened her eyes. The familiar feeling that made her disregard her safety and even resist her own "cowardice" came from the clouds once again. However, before she could take a step forward, many other presences suddenly appeared in the Shadow World, causing her to stop in her tracks.
She quickly took a few steps back, and as she did so, hazy figures appeared from all directions. Those figures were tall and slender, and they wore short robes or long robes with strange symbols. They vaguely had the appearance and silhouette of humans, but their bodies seemed to be condensed from smoke. The smoke rolled and surged under their robes that were filled with symbols. They were never fixed, and could only be described as strange.
These were the natives of the Shadow Realm. They were everywhere, but there was no way to observe them. They could appear anywhere in the Shadow Realm, but almost no shadow master could see them with their own eyes. Even Amber herself had only a limited number of dealings with these natives.
These natives of the Shadow Realm emerged from some of the dimensional spaces they were hiding in and rushed to the door and the swirling black smoke. Many of them passed by Amber. Occasionally, some of them would stop and take a quick look at her. It seemed that they were curious about Amber's appearance, which had the characteristics of both a shadow creature and a physical creature at the same time. But none of the natives of the Shadow Realm actually stopped to talk to Amber.
"Ahem!" At last, Amber could not stand it anymore. She stepped forward and took the initiative to ask one of them. "Where are you going?"
It was very dangerous to deal with the natives of the Shadow Realm. These powerful and strange creatures had knowledge and power that humans could not understand. They could easily tear the uninvited guests into the Shadow Realm, even if they were high-level mortals or even legendary masters. But Amber knew that these natives of the Shadow Realm would not attack her.
But this "friendship" was limited to not attacking her. According to past communication experience, the natives of the Shadow Realm did not seem to understand the inhabitants of the real world. Their way of responding was also strange and fragmented. It was very difficult to communicate with them.
As she expected, the natives of the Shadow Realm only responded with a few broken words. "… respond … bring back … not the time …"
The Shadow Dweller that was being pulled abruptly turned incorporeal and easily escaped from Hu Po's grasp.
Amber stared blankly at the natives of the Shadow Realm rushing into the depths of the black smoke. Almost subconsciously, she slowly reached out and took out a treasured item from her arms.
It was a strange-looking ring. The grayish-white metal ring without decoration made it look ordinary. On the surface of the ring, there was a black swirling pattern, as if it was exactly the same as the black smoke vortex in front of her.
"Dad … Mom … Is that you …"
The natives of the Shadow Realm had already entered the depths of the black smoke, but there was still no sign of the black smoke stopping. Amber stood in front of the black smoke and hesitated for a long time. Finally, she covered herself with a cloud of Shadow Realm and then took a step forward.
Francis II trembled as he put down his left hand that was wearing the ring. Forcibly activating the Shadow Seal Ring under the condition that his bloodline did not match made his nerves twitch. But the price was worth it.
In the center of the room, where the monster pounced on his Shadow Incarnation, a huge fissure was torn open in space. More than a dozen strange and terrifying Shadow Creatures rushed out of the fissure. These Shadow Creatures were obviously very powerful in the vicinity of the fissure. They didn't even use any spells and easily tore apart the powerful and almost unkillable flesh and blood monster.
Before those shadow creatures pounced on him, Francis II decisively reversed the summoning spell and sent those terrible creatures from the dark world back to where they came from.
The spatial fissure in the room had not yet disappeared, but Francis II was slightly relieved. He came to the place where the monster died, hoping to find some clues from the pieces of flesh so that he could determine who wanted to kill him.
But just as he was about to lean down to check, a violent crash suddenly came from the door.
The old king immediately turned around and looked in the direction of the door with his whole body tense.
A series of banging noises came from outside the door, mixed with the sharp sound of some kind of magic barrier being broken. Francis II felt that the barrier that shrouded this room suddenly disappeared. After that, the door suddenly opened, and Master Duke in a starry robe rushed in, sweating profusely.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, are you all right?! " The great mage rushed in and shouted. Then he saw the monster under Francis II's feet and the dark crack that was still in the air. "… Goddess of Magic! I was trapped in a magic trap for more than ten minutes! I thought it was all over! "
"Master Duke." Francis II looked at the legendary mage who had been loyal to the royal family for decades and again touched the ring on his left hand. "You were trapped in a trap?"
"Yes." The old mage looked ashamed. "I was careless. The moment I went out, I was trapped in some kind of mirror space. If Prince Edmund had not noticed the abnormality and broken the seal from the outside, I don't know how long I would have been wandering in those mirrors …"
"Edmund?"
"I'm here." Prince Edmund's voice came from outside the door. The next second, the young prince, who was already fully armed, appeared in front of Francis II. The old king noticed that there was a layer of sweat on the young man's forehead, and there were wounds on his hands, which were probably caused when he forcibly broke the seal.
"Father, it's fortunate that you're safe and sound … I almost gave the order to blow up this wall."
Francis II finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, I'm wearing the Shadow Seal Ring."
"You should wear it," said the young Prince, smiling as he and Duke the Magician walked towards the King. "If you don't wear it, how will Mr. Clement test his new pet?"
Francis II was stunned. "Mr. Clement?"
"The legendary mage Duke" took a step forward, and a corrosive ray silently jumped from his fingertips and pierced through Francis II's chest.
"That's my real name, Your Majesty."
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