Chapter 89
last update2024-08-12 22:47:52

This wasn't a regular house; it was probably a small warehouse. It had a two-story storage area and a small office, which would be his living quarters.

Just outside the warehouse stood this loading platform to help load and unload goods from carts and wagons.

For heavier items, there should have been a simple hoist above the warehouse door, but there was none. There might have been a crane operated from the catwalk, but that wasn't there anymore either.

Most of the building's space was for sto
Continue to read this book for free
Scan the code to download the app

Latest Chapter

  • Chapter 510

    The Supreme Intelligence Vault of the Crown Spire was incredibly quiet. It was the kind of quiet that felt heavy, like deep water pressing against your ears. The massive room was filled with tall, black metal shelves. Thousands of glowing blue scrolls and rare books rested on the shelves, casting a dim, cold light over the stone floor.Caster Spellbound stood in the center of the vault. He was an old, tired man in dirty, torn gray robes.Ten feet away from him stood Valen Cross. Valen wore a long, dark black coat. His face was sharp, cruel, and very calm. In his hand, he held a heavy, shining silver pistol pointed directly at Caster’s heart."Put the gun down, Valen," Caster said softly. "We have a lot of reading to do."Valen did not lower the gun right away. He stared at Caster with his cold, calculating eyes. Valen was the greatest investigator the Tower Council had ever created, before he faked his own death and joined the Twin Moons Consortium. He did not trust anyone. He espec

  • Chapter 509

    The massive stone node in the center of the room was fully alive. It was pulsing with a blinding, heavy dark light. It looked like a dark sun burning underground. The purple energy flowed out of the node and raced down the carved lines in the floor, connecting to the runes in the sewers, connecting to the deep caves below.The new lattice was complete. The entire underground of the capital city was now a single, massive, living machine. The Ash Warden was fully in control of the earth.Silas groaned and tried to sit up. His head was bleeding. He looked toward the center of the room.The blinding purple light faded slightly. The dark sun hummed a steady, terrifying tune. And then, Silas saw them.The hundreds of ash-people standing in the circle had not moved during the explosion. They had stayed perfectly still. But now, they were moving.They all turned their heads at the exact same time.Hundreds of glowing, pale gray eyes locked directly onto the dark corner where Silas was lying.

  • Chapter 508

    Silas decided to take the oldest, deepest route he knew. He turned away from the main sewer line. He walked toward a cracked, broken section of the brick wall. He squeezed his thin body through the crack. He stepped into the Catacombs of the Nobles.This was a place even older than the sewers. It was located directly beneath the Great Square, right in the very heart of the capital city. Hundreds of years ago, rich lords and ladies were buried here. The walls were made of smooth white marble. Beautiful gold statues stood in the corners. Large, heavy stone coffins lined the hallways.Silas had only been here once before. He knew it was a maze. But he also knew there was an old smuggler’s tunnel at the far end that led outside the city walls.He walked slowly through the dark, marble hallways. The air here was dry and smelled like old dust and dried flowers."Almost there," Silas whispered to himself. "Just keep moving quietly."He walked past a beautiful gold statue of an angel holdin

  • Chapter 507

    Silas recognized the shape. He had seen strange markings like that on the old, forbidden posters the Tower Guards sometimes tore down. It was a Blackthorn rune. It was the dark, twisted language of the Ash Plane.Next to the blacksmith, the ash-woman was doing the same thing. She was carving a massive circle into the wall. The two small ash-children were kneeling in the dirty water, carving sharp triangles into the stone floor.They moved in perfect, terrifying silence. There was no talking. There were no orders being shouted. They all knew exactly what to do. They worked together like a hive of perfect, silent bees.Silas watched, completely mesmerized by the horror.As they carved the runes, the jagged lines began to glow. They pulsed with a deep, bruised purple light.The purple light spread. It crawled up the walls. It connected the circle to the triangles. It connected the triangles to the jagged lines.They were building a net."They are drawing a map," Silas realized, his mind

  • Chapter 506

    Silas ran. He ran faster than he had ever run in his entire life. His chest burned like a hot fire. His thin legs shook. His dirty boots splashed loudly in the cold, wet puddles of the dark tunnel.He did not look back. He was too terrified to look back.He had just seen the impossible. Deep down in the Great Hollow, miles beneath the capital city, the dead had woken up. The Ash Warden had taken the bones of ten thousand forgotten people and wrapped them in thick, dark gray ash. The dark god had turned the dead into an army. And now, that army was marching.Thud. Thud. Thud.Silas heard the footsteps echoing in the stone tunnel behind him. The sound was quiet, but it was perfectly steady. The dead did not get tired. They did not need to breathe. They did not need to stop and rest. They just kept marching, step by step, closing the distance."Light save me," Silas whimpered. He wiped dirty sweat from his eyes. "Please, Light, hide me."He reached a fork in the tunnel. He could go left

  • Chapter 505

    "Valen," Caster whispered. His raspy voice caught in his throat.Valen Cross was supposed to be dead.Ten years ago, Valen Cross was the smartest, most ruthless investigator the High Council had ever employed. He was the man who found out people's secrets. He was the man who made the Council's enemies disappear in the middle of the night.But Valen had asked too many questions. He had started looking into the deep leylines. He had found out about the dark waste being pushed into the earth. Archmage Vane had ordered him killed to keep the secret safe. The whole Tower had been told that Valen Cross died in a terrible magical accident in a lower laboratory."You look like you have seen a ghost, Caster," Valen said, stepping fully into the dim blue light of the glowing scrolls. He smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes."Vane told us you burned in an alchemy fire," Caster said softly. He kept his hands perfectly still by his sides. He had no magic to fight this man. A single silver

More Chapter
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on MegaNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
Scan code to read on App