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The Dark Ichalocha Of Terres Nei Chapter 12: Concerns Of A Royal Nature
Days after the Inquisition, the King and Queen longed to reunite with their children, Prince Aaslaam and Princess Sehesatia. The passing years had kept the royal couple occupied, their attention unwaveringly fixed on the relentless pursuit of victory in the ongoing war. Prince Aaslaam, a distinguished general at the forefront of the battle, showcased his prowess as a tactician, wielding the formidable elements of thunder and fire to strategic advantage. Meanwhile, Princess Sehesatia, a skilled fire elemental grand engineer, immersed herself in the perpetual responsibility of overseeing the creation and maintenance of the royal armies' weapons and vehicles.Like their royal parents, the prince and princess held roles and duties of paramount importance to the realm. Their selfless commitment to the well-being of the people took precedence over personal interests, mirroring the ethos ingrained in the royal lineage. The demands of war had kept family reunions at bay, their famili
The Dark Ichalocha Of Terres Nei Chapter 13: Initiations Of A Neophyte Magi
The west side of the capital city stood witness to a transformation as an ordinary inn was repurposed into a field hospital. Inside its walls, the air was thick with the scent of healing herbs and the ethereal glow of Urielium magic. Wounded soldiers, their bodies bearing the scars of battle, lay on makeshift cots, their pain eased by the mystical energy that permeated the room.Palo and Maleek sought refuge within the inn's walls for the night. With a solemn expression, he approached the innkeeper, hoping for a quiet space to rest. However, luck was not on his side, as every room was occupied. The only available space was unconventional – the storeroom behind the bustling kitchen.Undeterred, Palo accepted the innkeeper's offer, a mix of gratitude and fatigue etched on his face. To compensate for the less-than-ideal accommodation, Palo reached into his bag, filled with rhombus-shaped iridium and crystal coins, intending to pay for the room. Yet, to his surprise, the innkeeper refused
The Dark Ichalocha Of Terres Nei Chapter 14: the Illuminarium Plains
Maleek, Palo, and Aaslaam embarked on their epic journey, crossing the threshold of the western gate with the vast unknown stretching ahead. The bustling cityscape gradually gave way to the open expanse, marking the beginning of a weeks-long trek to traverse the city's peninsula entirely. With the urban hubbub behind them, the trio now faced the prospect of a month-long odyssey, aiming to reach the distant Urielium border, a symbolic marker on the far horizon.Their chosen route guided them southward, threading through the expansive Illuminarium Plains, flanked by the imposing Raphaelium Divum mountain range on the west and the Southern Modjaji Sea on the east. As they navigated the undulating landscape, Maleek, with a keen eye, observed the peculiarities of the mountainous terrain surrounding them. Towering peaks pierced the sky, their snow-capped tips shimmering like diamonds under the brilliant sunlight. Palo, the group's seasoned navigator, consulted a tattered map, tracing their
The Dark Ichalocha Of Terres Nei Chapter 15: Reinforcement Of Counterfeit Souls
After the unforeseen lost battle, Seklas and his forces, battered and bruised, made a tactical withdrawal to the enigmatic dark continent known as Nibiru Nei. The mainland harbored a clandestine refuge for Seklas and his remaining loyalists—a secret void pillar concealed from the prying eyes of the Illuminarium defense force. Nestled in a concealed bay that faced the turbulent waters of the Sea of Malice, this hidden sanctuary served as the epicenter for Seklas' audacious counteroffensive.Within the confines of the void pillar, a realm shrouded in arcane energies, Seklas assumes his role as the architect of a nightmarish rebirth. Here, hidden away from the scrutinizing gaze of his adversaries, Seklas embarked on a dark and twisted experiment that would shape the future of his army. The air within the void pillar pulsated with eerie energy as Seklas oversaw the unholy synthesis of his vision.The genesis of Seklas' genetically engineered legions began with the twisted
The Dark Ichalocha Of Terres Nei Chapter 16: Ruins Of Krystos
As the trio of adventurers, Maleek, Palo, and Aaslaam, embarked on their journey across the expansive Illuminarium Plains, the once vibrant and lush landscape unfolded in a panorama of muted browns and withering grass. Their mode of travel was unconventional yet efficient, as they rode atop quad-pedal animatronic beasts known as verums, their metallic joints blending seamlessly with the natural surroundings. The verums moved in synchronized harmony, their steps resonating with the fading heartbeat of the once-thriving land.The desolation of the Illuminarium Plains was a testament to the disregard shown by the Urielium Priestess, a once-devout guardian of the sacred duties bestowed upon her by the covenant with Urielius, the essence of the Urielium Pillar. It was a solemn pact, a sacred bond between the guardian and the land she swore to protect. However, somewhere along the line, the Priestess had succumbed to the allure of darker forces, forsaking her sworn responsibilities
The Dark Ichalocha Of Terres Nei Chapter 17: Ghost Of Salaria
Maleek found himself grappling with the torment of a restless sleep. The haunting specter of an antimatter explosion played out in his nightmares. This chilling scenario imprisoned him within the confines of Terres Nei. Recollections of his initial arrival in this enigmatic realm were hazy, shrouded in the nebulous corridors of his subconscious. The attempt on his life by Venganza, a betrayal steeped in cold-blooded malice, had been forgotten in the fog of his mind.Maleek's dreams were a repository for these obscured memories, unearthing fragments of his past with every fitful slumber. The recollection of his antimatter prototype reactor's catastrophic spike and subsequent meltdown was etched vividly in his mind. Yet, the actual apex of his nocturnal terror lay elsewhere.In the surreal expanse between the void of Earth and the mysterious realm of Terres Nei, Maleek confronted a malevolent force. This dark facial apparition sought to engulf him. The abyss of his night
The Dark Ichalocha Of Terres Nei Chapter 18: Elemental Sirens
Daylight flooded the grassy terrain of the Illuminarium Plains, casting long shadows that danced in the gentle breeze. The adventurers, weary from weeks of travel, decided to take a moment to rest and have a quick meal before continuing their arduous journey. The expansive landscape stretched out before them, a sea of green interrupted only by the occasional tuft of wildflowers. With his skilled knowledge of the wilderness, Palo took on the task of foraging for food. Aaslaam, ever vigilant, patrolled the perimeter to ensure the group's safety. Meanwhile, Maleek, the enigmatic telepath of the party, seizes the opportunity to hone his unique abilities. As the sun bathed the plains in warm hues, Maleek was drawn to a peculiar sight – the gnatrisiem. This mineral had intrigued him, now shimmering with a twinkle of white diamond. Despite the warnings from his companions about the potential consequences of tampering with the remains of an extinct race, Maleek's
The Dark Ichalocha Of Terres Nei Chapter 19: General Priestess Sheji Afua
Once a revered figure among the clergy, General Priestess Afua Sheji held the esteemed position of guardian priestess of the Urielium Pillar. Her duties transcended the mundane, as she was entrusted with upholding the delicate balance of Urielium (Earth) magic and channeling its potent energy to the venerable Lemurian Palace's elemental well.As a clergy minister, her dedication to preserving the harmony between the mystical forces that governed Terres Nei was unmatched. Afua Sheji's commitment to her sacred duties extended beyond the confines of the priesthood; she was a stalwart defender of the realm, a beacon of hope in times of peril. However, the winds of fate took an ominous turn for the once-revered priestess. Much like her counterpart, General Priest Raifujin, Afua Sheji found herself on the frontline of a battle that would alter the course of her destiny. In the crucible of conflict, where the forces of light clashed with the encroaching shadows, s
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CHAPTER 73: UNSETTLING THE WATERS
Maleek woke up in a cold sweat from his slumber. He looked around to make sure that he was still on the ship. The dimly lit cabin provided a semblance of familiarity. However, his heart was still pounding from the vivid and unsettling dream that had shaken him to the core. "What the heck was that?" Maleek huffed as he tried to regain his bearings. However, the ship rocked as the relentless ocean waves didn't help his sense of disorientation. He struggled to make sense of the nightmare that had just plagued his mind. "I gotta get a hold of myself," he muttered. As he tried calming his racing thoughts, Celine appeared before him, comforting him. "Are you alright, Maleek?" she asked, concern etched in her features. Maleek sighed, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "Yeah, it's just that I'm stressing out so bad that I'm ev
CHAPTER 72: THE REALM OF SOMNUS FUREM
Venganza sat purposefully in the quarters of her airship, attempting to contact the remaining generals. Tension hung in the air as Venganza initiated the communication sequence, expecting updates on their progress in locating the elusive blue flame crystal fragments. However, an unsettling silence enveloped the ship as seconds turned into anxious minutes. Furrowing her brow, Venganza repeated her attempts to establish contact, frustration growing with each unanswered call. "Why aren't they responding to me?" she questioned aloud, her voice cutting through the silence like a sharp blade. The orbuculum, typically a conduit for seamless communication, offered nothing but eerie stillness. Venganza's mind raced with possibilities, each more ominous than the last. Were they facing unforeseen challenges, or had something more sinister
CHAPTER 71: CLERGY LOVERS OF OPPOSING ELEMENTS
In the lower regions of the realm, the Gabrean priestess flagship sails on the Sea of Discordia. The sea ship is twice as large as Namaka's and far more advanced with its crystal engine core. It is also faster and equipped with an arc and cryo cannon that are advanced in design. The ship's hull is made from combined metal and hardened coral polyps, which are four feet thick. The ship motors run on water jet propulsion. This prize warship belongs to the Priestess Mazumi Varun, gifted by The Priestess Infritus Pelas. Inside the Priestess's large aquatic design cabin, the atmosphere hummed with mystical energy as Mazumi, the formidable guardian of the Gabreaus Pillar, focused her attention on a small fountain. The aquatic-themed chamber, adorned with intricate designs reminiscent of ocean waves, was a testament to her dominion with the sea. The city of Illuminarium spra
CHAPTER 70: WARRIOR NUN OF THE OPEN SEAS
The next day, Princess Sehesatia and Maleek embarked on a small transport bound for the Royal Port City, situated southeast of the capital. The vessel gently touched down on the western side of the bustling seaport, prompting the duo to traverse the remaining distance on foot. As they approached a massive freight sail ship, their attention was captivated by the sight of a gravitational crane hoisting components of the Void Pillar genetic device onto the vessel's lower decks. The scene seemed straight out of a futuristic narrative, reminiscent of the technology showcased in Star Trek. Amid this spectacle, Sehesatia's gaze locked onto Palo Aaslaam, who stood beside a short, middle-aged woman named Namaka Mazu. Namaka, hailing from the Gabrean region, was renowned for her exceptional seamanship, a characteristic shared by many den
CHAPTER 69: CASTING SAILS
Eight months had passed since Maleek's arrival in Terres Nei, with the last four spent navigating the intricate landscapes of the Raphaelium Region. Now present day, it has been a week since the Raphaelium Pillar has been freed from Nibirian control. Maleek took a much-needed respite to recover from the overwhelming fatigue that accompanied the acquisition of two elemental magics in a concise span. Terres Neians typically required years for their auras to attune to a single elemental magic. Yet, Maleek, not native to this realm, had harnessed two elements, energies beyond his comprehension and lacking the spiritual training to wield them with finesse. Rescued by Sehesatia, Palo orchestrated the retrieval of Aaslaam and Maleek, bringing them back to the capital of Illuminairium. Maleek awoke to find himself within the confines of the Illuminairum Medical facilit
CHAPTER 68: REFLECTIONS OF DIVERGENCE
Venganza's mind buzzed with the echoes of Seklas's sudden assault, the airship's engines humming in sync with the turbulence within her thoughts. As she strode through the ornate corridors adorned with intricate gothic details reminiscent of a bygone era, she could feel the weight of her responsibilities pressing down on her. The Gabreaus Mareum region loomed ahead, promising both adventure and peril, mirroring the dichotomy of her existence. Returning to her private quarters, Venganza found a haven amid the opulence of dark wood and rich fabrics. The airship's rhythmic hum provided a melodic backdrop as she reclined on a luxurious bed, a respite from the chaos surrounding her. The room exuded an air of mystery, befitting the enigmatic leader she was, with its shadows dancing in harmony with her contemplative mood.
CHAPTER 67: Victory of Malicious Contempt
A day after committing her slaughterous act at the Borreaus Monastery, Venganza returned to Seklas's retreat on the Nibirian continent. The air hung heavy with the stench of death, and the once-hallowed halls of the mountainous stronghold now echoed with the silence of the fallen. Venganza, draped in a hooded dress that left her midriff exposed, walked through the desolate corridors with an air of triumph. Two imperial guards, their armor stained with the blood of the fallen, followed closely behind, carrying a small metal chest clinked with an ominous weight.The journey through the deadened halls led them to Seklas's private chambers, which had witnessed the rise and fall of kingdoms and now bore witness to the aftermath of Venganza's brutal campaign. As the heavy door swung open, Venganza entered with a devilish grin, a macabre dance of shadows playing across her face. Seklas, seated on his ominous throne, did not move, his eyes daggering her with a mix of disappointment and curio
CHAPTER 66: CRYSTAL DIVUM PILLAR SHOWDOWN
After three days of rest, Voltus stood at the ready, prepared for the imminent showdown with Raifujun. Leading Maleek and Aaslaam toward the towering peak where the Raphaelim pillar stood, Voltus left Palo behind to greet Princess Sehesatia, who was en route from the Western Void Pillar to discuss her findings from the ruins.As they ascended the steep slopes in silence, Voltus, Maleek, and Aaslaam relied on ropes, bolts, and harnesses to conquer the mountain's daunting heights. Upon reaching a base point, they encountered a platoon of Hellion soldiers patrolling the skies. Without hesitation, Voltus engaged them in battle, his anger fueling his determination to swiftly dispatch each foe.The night descended with Voltus's silence unbroken, his gaze fixed upon the dimly lit crystal infrastructure above. Sensing Voltus's turmoil, Maleek ventured out from the barr
CHAPTER 65: RISING FROM THE RAVINE
As Aaslaam emerged from the icy waters below the towering pillars of the city, he gasped for breath, fighting against the relentless current. "By the gods, that was close," he muttered to himself, his voice barely audible over the rush of the river. With determined strokes, he swam towards a rocky shore, his muscles aching with exhaustion. As he pulled himself onto the cold, unforgiving rocks, he lay there for a moment, staring up at the imposing silhouette of the bridge city above.Shivering from the biting cold, Aaslaam struggled to his feet, his teeth chattering as he scanned the area. Spotting his scimitar bobbing in the water nearby, he hurried over to retrieve it, the icy grip of the river still clinging to its blade. "At least I won't be defenseless," he muttered, his fingers tightening around the familiar hilt.But as he stood there, the wind began to h
