Looking at the fast healing cut on his finger, Allen listened to Charlotte's voice as she explained about the cursed artifacts.
" The origin of Cursed Artifacts is quite mysterious as they appeared suddenly on the world and caused mayhem disasters whenever they were found. fortunately, this weapon is at the royal grade and its spirit is badly weakened otherwise dealing with it could have been a troublesome matter, considering it just tried to take control of the captain just now. ".
After the short episode with the cursed lion spirit ended the group carefully went inside the castle. At the centre of the group were Allen, Charlotte and Thomas who stood guarding beside them, behind them were the non-combat experts surrounded by guards, on the front were two captains beside them was a formation master, in such formation the group moved in a moderate speed while inspecting their surrounding.
Walking forward the group entered a massive hall. and just as the last of the guards went through the gates...
CLICK, CLICK, SKREAATCHH, BOOM...
With a loud sound, the hall's gates closed violently, with the only apparent source of light from the outside blocked darkness covered everyone's eyes, which was a strange situation considering that cultivators as strong as the current group members should be able to see in the darkness as long as there was a certain percentage of light.
However, such a situation could only be an indication that they were completely sealed, following such realization a cryptic sense of danger engulfed everyone's heart;
In an instant, flames, light balls and other luminous things sprang from the team member's hands lighting up the area a few meters in their surroundings, a damp and nasty smell rushed to everyone's noses.
.....TIB, TAP, TAP, TAP, TAP.....
From the far corner, where the light couldn't reach, came the sound of continuous footsteps that was like metal hitting solid stone from the distance, covered in darkness, three pairs of sinister red eyes looked at the group with a veil gaze.
A gaze that had no spirit of intelligence but pure evil, and brutality.
with a continuous tapping sound, a giant spider covered in black shiny scales came out of the shadows, with a green acidic venom dripping from its mouth that produced a sizzling sound when it touched the ground, its face was filled with an ugly set of irregular fangs.
.....
A few hours before...
Outside the giant fissure, where a group of cars were parked in a seemingly endless desert of golden sand, an emaciated old man stood, wearing a butler's outfit his hunched back portrayed the passing of time and his deep eyes carried seemingly unmatched wisdom,
His gaze followed a group as they wandered their way through the ruins of the city, when they split his eye could seemingly encompass all of them within his view.
Time passed as Quinn's gaze followed Allen and the group throughout their walk from the outer city to the inner parts.
" That child, Thomas's spirit arts had improved once more, Charlotte is as excellent as ever, ... sigh... When is the young prince going to improve his spirit cultivation? such injustice to think that someone with such talent is unwilling to cultivate spirit art really baffles this old man... " Quinn remarked when he saw Allen's weak spirit energy as the latter was examining the formation within the wood.
Time passed, and the group entered the core city. fought the demonic spirit, defeated it and walked in front of the golden hall. Throughout their path, Quinn's gaze never wavered from the group. No surprise registered on his face; after all, he was there not long ago.
The giant golden gates swung open, followed by the group entering while scanning their surroundings vigilantly, not long later the last member of the team entered the hall, yet Quinn's gaze continued to follow them as they continued walking deep unobstructed by anything.
Suddenly, with a resounding boom, the giant gates closed. Inside, the group members either had a mildly surprised or a slightly anxious expression. However, on the outside, old Quinn's reaction was drastically different.
Quinn's old and wrinkly face turned a shade paler, in an instant his eyes constricted, his figure phased out of existence and appeared before the giant gates, his palm moved in a blur to push the gates open;
However, at that moment an eerie sinister voice resounded in a slow manner " Ohhhh, look who it is, ....if it isn't the servant of the man who took everything from me ".
Hearing this voice, Quinn's already grim expression turned a shade darker as he said between gritted teeth " Blood ancestor, in my incomparably long life, you take the first position for tho whom seeks the worst of ends, to dare and send you blood race to attack the prince, have you not knew fear?. "
" Old thing, why wouldn't I dare, you should know very well that the reason I could be here today isn't a mercy from your side but rather their inability to take this seat's life "
" inability? " Quinn replied sarcastically, " If someone like you could escape the grasp of someone at my lord's level then I bet the whole Myriad worlds would fall into chaos..... ".
Continuing, Quinn's gaze turned cold, " Unless everyone returns with no injuries, you can dream of living peacefully for the short remaining time all of you have ", While talking a dark glint flashed in the depth of Quinn's eyes.
Dark shadows spread from Quinn's shadow and covered a radius of 10 to 20,000 meters in his surroundings, in this space no one inside could exit and no one outside could enter without Quinn's permission.
In the centre of the shadow domain, in front of Quinn was a ball of red bloody mist ball that was forced to appear by the shadow domain, it was a tiny fragment of the blood Ancestor's soul that he used to communicate with Quinn earlier while faking it as his intent descending,
Beside Quinn's emaciated body, a black crystal floated in the air while exuding a weak aura, On it were a few words written in a bold font ' 7TH GENERATION, ALDRICH SEBASTIEN VON AEON ', the crystal's usual luster was absent giving way to a dull view
....
At that moment a certain existence opened its eyes in the shadows as its gaze fell on the royal hall and the group within, as a sinister and demonic aura covered the dark space, a voice resounded with blood-lust surging.
" AEONS FAMILY, ITS...TIME FOR REVENGE! ".
....
In the meantime, at huge office at the imperial palace, Sebastien's eyes were colder than frost as he looked at the void, after a while, his gaze landed on the void beside him as he said in a cold tone " Bring Aldrich and Charlotte Charlotte back no matter what happens, ..... also Kill all of them, there is no need for the blood races to exist on this realm anymore ".
" As you command! ", Without a trace or an indication a voice resounded.
...
Back at the outside of the Royal hall, in front of the gates.
Suddenly the flow of the world's spiritual energy changed, energy converged into a point, forming a human silhouette beside Quinn.
" Old Quinn, you should stop, we can't break the barrier unless we undo our seals ", Sebastien's voice resounded from the human-shaped avatar.
His back bending, the old man was about to kneel " My lord, it's my fault ", Quinn's eyes were filled with guilt.
" My lord, someone must have helped the Blood ancestor, do you think it's .... ", suddenly Sebastien interjected,
" No matter who helped them, they will pay the price. ".
Silence spread, moments later Sebastien said " I will send the Punishment Division and the Dark Order, you will lead them, it's been so long since you have taken action ".
Sebastien's true body was still at the office while an avatar went to investigate.
Looking through the window, a myriad of thoughts ran through his head, as he looked at his hand, Sebastien slowly swiped it at the void.
Everywhere Sebastien's hand passed the space there was badly damaged and cracked, producing a black area, as cracks started spreading from the destroyed space, Sebastien swiped his hand back, miraculously the space recovered and the cracks healed.