2022-03-07 05:00:16The bridge creaked as soon as Kyle stepped onto it. The young man gulped, and tightly held onto the guard ropes on both sides of the narrow bridge. The wooden planks creaked with each step, and the bridge softly swayed in the wind.
“I’m going to die.” He whispered as he moved forward.
He didn’t have a fear of heights, so he had assumed it would be fine, that he would be able to get past this bridge without too many issues. Oh, how wrong he was…
With his heart nearly beating out of his chest, he forced himself to move forward, even further with each step. The bridge was long, it connected the landmass with a floating mountain after all.
That simple thought brough about a second one: what would happen if the mountain decided to float up just as he was still on the bridge? He gulped, and violently shook his head. No, no don’t think about that. The chances of that were incredibly low, and even Kyle wasn’t that unlucky.
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“Charge!” A dwarf in the back of the about a dozen person group shouted. “Charge!” The other dwarves repeated without hesitation. They raised their weapons and charged at Kyle and The Fallen Knight Aoris. “Stand back.” The Fallen Knight stepped in front of Kyle and drew her claymore. Grasping the large, heavy blade with both hands, she planted her feet firmly to the ground. “Wait, wait!” Kyle shouted at the dwarves, but his voice was drowned out amongst their battle cries. They charged at him and the Fallen Knight, tripping over their bedrolls, beer bottles, random junk on the floor, and even each other. By the time they reached the Fallen Knight, most of them had been trampled by their kin already. “Don’t kill them please.” Kyle sighed. These didn’t look like bad people – just dumb. Or maybe it was the staggering amount of alcohol that they had very obviously consumed earlier, as the cave stank of it. “… as you w
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The Lich's Master Chapter 49: Torches and Pitchforks
The crowd in the distance neared him with every passing moment, and Kyle waited patiently as they approached. He was thankful for the butler’s warning, though he had already guessed the villagers wouldn’t simply stay in their homes as he tried to do his job. He stood upright atop the large rock as they finally arrived, torches and pitchforks in hand. They had no swords or spears, no bows, or any other weapons he needed to be wary of. Just fires and pitchforks, which could be just as dangerous if he wasn’t careful. “What brings you out here at this time?” He asked as the older man who had shooed him away from the village stepped up. “I thought you people were too busy keeping your village safe – your livestock may suffer, you know.” He warned them, nodding towards the village. “We will not allow you to invite the devil worshippers back onto the mainland!” The older man declared, pointing his torch towards the bridge. “You want u
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“You’ve done well, Summoner.” The Fallen Knight spoke. Her armour reflected the moonlight as they walked through the open plains. “I expected a bloody battle, not a peaceful resolution.” Kyle softly chuckled. “I didn’t expect to be able to convince them either.” He brushed his hair back and looked up at the sky. After taking a short break, the negotiations had continued quite late into the night. Eventually, a resolution had been reached that made both sides adequately happy. “Will you accept the dwarven prince’s invitation?” The Fallen Knight asked after a short few seconds of silence. Kyle sighed, he knew that he had to if he wanted to get those materials for Cacophus. “Yeah, but I don’t intend to get too close to them.” He admitted. As much as he believed dwarves to be powerful and valuable allies, he didn’t feel quite comfortable enough around them. Dwarves held grudges, and Kyle spoke too freely from time to time. That was not a good mix at all.<
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“Bolt of Light!” He shouted, pointing at the spear wielding player. As a golden orb of light magic leapt from his fingers towards the man, he raised his hands to try and block the spell. Kyle used the momentary lull in battle to take a few steps back. He had no time for much aside from trying to put some distance between him and his two opponents. He bit his lips as his gaze leapt from one player to the other. Luke the Paladin was certainly the more dangerous of the two, but he was slow, and seemed to be enjoying the fight way too much for his own good. The spear guy was much faster and was more focused on ending the fight rather than taking his time like his teammate. “Get back here, mage!” The spear guy shouted as soon as he recovered from the bolt of light he was hit with. He dashed towards Kyle, spear in hand. Kyle gulped, he couldn’t rely just on his magic to get himself out of this. His mana would never be enough to kill them both
The Lich's Master Chapter 53: Behind the Waterfall
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Chapter 276: The Ancient City of Necron (4)
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Chapter 275: The Ancient City of Necron (3)
“Oh for fuck’s sake.” Kyle rolled his eyes as the enemy charged at him and his allies. Jeffrey’s ridiculous accusations and ignorant behaviour was the last thing he needed at the moment.Droigheann unsheathed his blade and struck the ground with it. Black veins spread across the grey marble plaza, originating from his blade. They leapt off the ground, reaching for Jeffrey and his allies.“Fire storm!” A voice boomed. Kyle flinched as a whirling storm of flames burnt away the roots and veins. Droigheann gritted his teeth and removed his swords from the ground. “Damn mages,” The Demon grunted as he stepped forward. His helmet materialised in his hand, and he promptly put it on.“SHALL I DISPATCH OF THEM, KYLE?” Cacophus’ sudden question surprised him. “Yeah, please help Droigheann.” Kyle hissed as he pointed at the group. “We shouldn’t waste much time on them.”As he spoke, several shards of crystallised light formed at his fingertips. He fired them at the man leading the charge.“AS YO
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Kyle took the first step down the grey marble staircase. As his feet touched the ancient slabs, he involuntarily flinched.Azazel and Droigheann followed just a step behind, along with Cacophus, who chose to float next to them.“AMAZING, IT HAS BEEN PRESERVED PERFECTLY!” The Lich exclaimed, pausing just a few steps in, and carefully inspecting the waist high walls preventing them from falling off the side. “LOOK AT THIS CRAFTMANSHIP!”Kyle shot a glance at the waist hight wall. It was covered in intricate carvings from top to bottom. Just a few meters of this wall must have taken weeks to create, if not more. “Yeah, it’s amazing.”“Just like the legends.” Droigheann carefully ran his finger along the carvings. “A city of ancient wonders, housing powers beyond imagination, made from the most beautiful materials by the best craftsmen ever to grace the face of this world.”“Seems about right.” Azazel pointed at the buildings. “Any one of these would have taken months to perfect, if not y
Chapter 273: The Ancient City of Necron (1)
The Necronomicon’s pages turned on their own. Kyle waited patiently for the book to settle on a page. Once it did, he read through the spell. It was a modified dispel spell.“Stand back, just in case.” He said to the others. Everyone took a few steps back, even Cacophus who had just arrived. The Lich didn’t speak, but the green glows in his eye sockets glimmered and lit up brightly with excitement.Kyle’s lips curled up with a faint smile for a moment before he turned his gaze back to the Necronomicon. “Open thine gates, lift thine veil.” He recited the spell’s words clearly. “Allow me passage to what is rightfully mine, as I hold the Book of Ancient Secrets!”A moment passed before the spell fully took effect. The barrier around the Ancient City of Necron began to lower as Kyle felt his vitality drain with alarming speed. He looked down at the back of his hand with a panic as the few locks of dark hair dangling before his eyes slowly began to turn white.The mark of the Evertree glow
Chapter 272: The Records Restored
The elderly woman took the two pieces of the hourglass in her hand. A faint, almost mellow smile appeared on her lips as she closed her fingers around the pieces of the hourglass. “I am in your debt, Azazel, young man.” She whispered as she clenched her fingers further. The muffled sound of something cracking sounded. Then, a fine dust flowed from between her fingers. The cool breeze caught the dust, carrying it away from the patio. The elderly woman smiled. “No, come back.” Her voice was calm, almost as if she was speaking to an old friend. “I’m right here.” The wind whirled, suddenly changed its direction, and blew the dust right back at her. She closed her eyes and smiled. Kyle braced himself for… something. “It’s alright now.” Her motherly voice reached his ears. “It feels good to be whole again.” She turned her gaze towards the sky. “It is a beautiful day, isn’t it?” Kyle disagreed. Dark clouds covered the sky. “It is good to have you back, Record Keeper.” Azazel bowed his
Chapter 271: The Hourglass
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Chapter 270: The Waking World
His eyes shot wide open, and he stared at the grey ceiling above him. A couple of moths were walking in rough circles. One of them tried to fly, only to continuously hit the ceiling afterwards.He blinked a few times as he tried to figure out where he was.“You’re awake!” A panicked voice reached his ears. “Rhealis, they’re back!” It took him a moment to recognise Vis’ voice. A cold hand pressed against his forehead as he slowly began to notice the numbness around his right arm. There was a mild pain too.Footsteps approached as Kyle tilted his head to look at Vis. “Did something happen while we were gone?” He asked with a crusty voice. He licked his dry lips. He could use some water right now.“Your arm got charred!” Vis hissed wide eyed. Was she angry? “And the Fallen Angel’s wings started bleeding!”“Indeed,” Rhealis approached them with a glass of water in her hand. She helped Kyle sit upright, then gave him the glass. He drank it without hesitation. The water passing through his
Chapter 269: The Wasteyard of Heaven
Azazel led him through the distorted landscape in a hurry. “They can’t see as well here.” The Fallen Angel explained as soon as they walked through a cathedral door and fell upwards. Kyle hit the ceiling with a muffled thud. A thick, soft carpet had broken his fall.He moaned with pain still. Constantly falling somewhere was slowly taking its toll on him. His back couldn’t take many more falls. “Why?” He asked as he sat upright and rubbed his sides.Azazel flew up and closed the cathedral’s door. “Because of the distortions. They don’t see things as you do. They see what something is, can be, and was.” The Fallen Angel hesitated upon seeing Kyle’s confused expression. “You don’t understand, do you?”Kyle shook his head. “Nope.”Azazel’s shoulders dropped with disappointment. “When you see something,” The Angel said, speaking slower th