TAPGB - Chapter 139
The Abandoned Prince's Ghost Bride
“Stop it!”
“Never let anyone pass by here!”
Warlocks wearing priestly uniforms appeared in front of Lucian and Age as they ran.
They fired black magic, but the leader was a 700-year-old white dragon.
Freeze.
At one word of Age words, the entire 50m in front froze. The black magicians who were running, the black magic that was fired, and even those preparing for a surprise attack were all covered in ice.
Only the path that Age and Lucian would take was continuous and unfrozen.
Lucian followed Age and passed the warlocks who had turned to ice.
He could see them rolling their eyes in the thick ice. It was so bizarre that it gave him goosebumps.
“Just look ahead, they won’t be able to break it anyway. If you really care...”
Age raised his right hand and clenched his fist in the air.
Then everything that had become ice shattered.
Lucian was surprised to see Age without the slightest hesitation.
“Get used to it. If you have a weak heart like that, you can't protect anything. I think your allies will die while you hesitate.”
“... I know."
“This is much faster than going through the hassle of catching and killing them one by one. The Diamond Hall is coming soon, so get ready.”
Lucian also felt a deep sense of death, as if his skin would be cut, and immediately entered a fighting stance.
Before long, Age and Lucian had no choice but to stop.
“The sun has finally found rest. We can’t let saboteurs break in.”
A warlock was standing right in front of the entrance to the Diamond Hall.
"Peter...”
He was the leader of the warlocks.
In response to Lucian's muttering, Peter wordlessly unleashed his power.
Kugugoogung-!
It was a power that was incomparable to that of the warlocks he had encountered so far.
‘...Maybe it’s similar to Leon.’
Lucian, who had experienced Leon's power once, swallowed his saliva out of a sense of crisis.
After thinking about how to beat the Peter for a moment, Age took a step forward.
“I will handle this, so you move forward.”
“...Yes?"
“It looks like something is happening out there, too.”
Lucian opened his eyes and stared straight ahead. Looking beyond Peter, he could see beyond the thick barrier the door swinging as if it were about to break apart.
“Leah!”
As Lucian ran forward, Peter responded immediately.
“Where?”
However, Peter was unable to move forward due to Age immediately blocking him.
As if that wasn't enough, Age bound Peter's hands with ice. Soon, the two new models disappeared.
Lucian arrived in front of the barrier and stretched out his hand.
It's so scary!
“Tsk!”
Even though his hand couldn't touch it, a strong electric current flowed just by getting close. Lucian let out a groan of pain when he saw his fingertips were charred.
“Leah, wait a moment.”
Lucian decided to quickly break this barrier and get to Leah's side.
***
Meanwhile, Peter, who had been forcibly teleported somewhere else, broke the ice that bound him and looked around him.
This was the hunting ground of the royal family. Fortunately, it wasn't within the barrier yet.
“What if there is a riot there and the palace collapses?”
Age's voice came from right behind him. Peter gritted his teeth and swung his fist covered in black magic.
Age easily dodged it and stepped back.
Peter raised an eyebrow as he saw him suddenly distance himself.
“..You weren’t an ordinary human being.”
“How could Lucian rise to that position without any support?”
“Speaking arrogantly and activating magic without any preparation time... Not even the imperial palace wizard can use magic like you.”
The sound of Peter's head rolling could be heard up to here.
“I don’t know what you’re trying to do if you know my identity.”
Age flicked his left hand. The temperature around him suddenly dropped, and his whole body felt cold, as if winter had arrived.
Not only that, ice crystals were created in the air, and their sharp cross-sections were all pointed at Peter.
A level of magic that no human can imitate. Peter laughed and a smile appeared on his lips.
“It’s a dragon...”
“You don’t seem very surprised.”
“Because dragons are the best black magic material.”
Age's expression cracked at the attitude of not treating him as a living being.
His pupils became vertically elongated like a reptile, and dragon fear slowly bloomed all over his body.
Even though his entire body froze and fear of predators came over him, Peter kept his smile.
“For over 300 years, we have searched for a way to unseal the witch.”
The first leader, Caligo, failed to break the seal. He caught witches from all over and asked them how to break the seal.
‘Why do we have to tell you that? It's like dying this way or that way anyway, but people like you don't do what you want. Just watch that young witch get sealed for the rest of your life.’
These were the words of the most authoritative Great Witch.
Her words made Leon very angry, and he immediately exterminated all the witches he caught, including the Great Witch.
Even though people from various fields, including witches, warlocks, wizards, and sorcerers, were gathered together, they were unable to break the seal.
The warlock who cooperated with Leon naturally followed his orders and searched for a way to break the seal for generations, and was able to come up with one result.
“It’s a seal created by a dragon, so the only way is to use the dragon to break it.”
It was obvious what the warlocks would do from then on.
“It was about 150 years ago. I captured the green dragon that had just become adult.”
Age's eyes widened.
“During the capture process, there was a lot of resistance, so we used rough methods and his spirit collapsed.”
Chill flowed from Age's trembling mouth, and white scales appeared all over his skin.
“Since he became a adult dragon, I conducted many experiments to see how to kill a dragon. He ended up dying along the way, but thanks to him, we were able to obtain valuable dragon by-products, which were of great help to our black magic.”
“How dare you say something like that in front of a dragon? It seems like you have multiple lives, right?”
“I tried to kill a dragon once, but can’t I do it a second time?”
Age's pupils shrank, and an eerie scream came from his mouth.
Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
The dragon's roar, so terrifying that it made Peter's limbs tremble, echoed throughout the forest, and ice crystals in the air were shot at Peter.
Peter hurriedly spread his tent to protect himself. After the ice crystal attack ended, Peter lifted the curtain and watched the hazy smoke billowing out.
The smoke disappeared and what appeared before his eyes was white enough to cover his entire vision.
Age has already returned to his white dragon form.
Just as he returned to his original body, a chill radiated from his body, and frost formed on the nearby trees.
Although he said it with great force, it was Peter's first time encountering a real dragon.
Still, Peter was confident of winning because he had been taught the secret of dragon slaying and had been improving it for generations.
“I will rip your limbs apart so you will know the pain of wanting to die but not being able to.”
“The Green Dragon said that too.”
Age and Peter glared at each other and started attacking at the same time.
A loud roar continued for a long time in the forest, loud enough to be heard even in the imperial palace.
***
“It was right nearby.”
Caesar grumbled as he finally got out of the underground tunnel and arrived at a gallery with portraits of past Emperors.
At a corner of the road that he had passed several times, there was a very small path leading to the imperial palace.
He passed by so fast that he didn't even see someone.
“I showed you the way, so please light this...!”
“Oh, there was this guy.”
Caesar lowered his head curtly at the painful words coming from his side.
The warlock who showed him the way was being burned by yellow-white flame on the way here.
Since it is a power that only burns evil, one cannot lose one's life through something like this. However, the warlock was in so much pain that it would have been better for him to die.
Caesar snapped his fingers, and the yellow-white salt that covered his body disappeared in an instant.
The warlock, who was finally freed from pain, looked thrilled.
“...Uh?"
He was happy for a moment, but he couldn't continue his thoughts. The warlock's eyes fluttered as he saw Caesar's arm sticking out of his own chest.
But before he could continue his thoughts, the warlock's eyes slowly died.
“It was a lot of hard work. Thanks to you, I came here well.”
Caesar turned around with a grin. In addition to the warlock at his feet, there were quite a few corpses piled up in the underground tunnel leading into the gallery.
The trap that Caesar had previously set up had been activated. This was possible because all who had been going in and out of this passage so far were warlocks.
As Leah said before, several more traps were set up in other places besides here.
He felt like those traps had already been triggered.
It occurred to him that if the trap had not been set, the palace might have been turned upside down by now.
“Still, it’s crowded with cockroaches.”
After entering the imperial palace, Caesar caught all the signs he felt everywhere. Half of them were unfamiliar signs. Probably warlocks.
“Let’s go to Lucian first.”
It looks like Lucian is struggling with something alone.
Caesar hurried on with his steps. As he exited the gallery, something stirred in the mountain of corpses in the open underground tunnel.
“The commander of the 3rd battalion... !”
He was a warlock who was lucky enough to survive a fatal wound. The person who lost his life to Caesar a little while ago was someone of considerable authority and skill even among black magicians.
The warlock, who clearly observed that Caesar was treating him like a child, showed signs of killing him to inform him of this fact.
“...Huh?"
But suddenly a flame appeared in front of his nose. He was surprised for a moment, but the flame grew bigger and engulfed all the corpses lying nearby, including the warlock.
"Oh, no...!”
***
Wow!
“How dare you go out alone?”
Caesar, who was walking through the hallways, snorted. He already knew that there was a living warlock.
The only reason he didn't kill him on the spot was because it wouldn't be fun.
However, now that things have been sorted out to some extent, there will no longer be support from warlocks through that area.
“It’s an intruder!”
At that time, a warlock who spotted Caesar from afar approached.
“Where on earth did you come from?”
“I’m sure everyone was told to go to the knight’s training hall.”
Apparently, they thought Caesar was an ordinary person who did not surrender.
Caesar understood the situation through what they said.
“Ah, I was wondering why there were so many people gathered in one place.”
He could feel the presence of a particularly large number of people not far from here. It also included signs of Ruber and Serena.
“If you don’t want to die, surrender immediately!”
The warlocks giggled, showing off their black magic. Caesar, wondering if this was a threat, raised his fist.
Puck-!
The dull sound of a beating echoed through the air.
In less than a minute, Caesar, who had turned the warlock's face into rags, piled them on the floor and raised their upper bodies.
"Hmm...”
He looked around for signs of Lucian and other people.
“It would be nice to have a little more hands.”
Soon his steps headed towards one place.
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