nagpurpolice Chapter 686 Back Here
Chapter 686 Back Here
king fairon and his cohort moved closer to the remains of the metal birds, their brown and emerald robes swishing softly as they examined the constructs.
their expressions grew grim as they studied the jagged edges of the shredded metal and the faint pulses of residual energy sources flickering from the wreckage.
the advisors exchanged uneasy glances with clear worry their tense postures and furrowed brows. yet no one dared to speak yet because they were waiting for their king to break the silence.
king fairon finally straightened, his gaze lingering on the metallic remnants. his voice was calm as always but its still edged with concern as he spoke. "this is... indeeed unusual. perhaps the dwarves, with their unparalleled skill in metalwork, could craft something akin to this."
saeldir stepped forward, his expression serious, then he speak with his voice carrying the weight of his expertise. "no, your majesty. this energy source is foreign and something we've never encountered in our world. not even the dwarves could replicate this."
a sigh escaped king fairon's lips, his face shadowed with unease. his cohort remained silent, each member nodding subtly in agreement with saeldir's assessment.
"you're right, saeldir," fairon said, his tone heavier now. he turned to king gulben. "so, what are you intending to do?"
king gulben's expression was grim, the lines on his face deepening as he spoke. "we are planning a scouting mission to their world."
the weight of his words hung in the air like a storm cloud. king fairon's lips parted slightly as he took a sharp breath, his worry was clear. "a scouting mission... to their world?"
gulben gave a slow nod, his gaze was steady as if he already made that decision.
the gravity of the situation was clear. the foreign world, where such constructs and energies were born, was an unknown place that fraught with unknown dangers and potentially insurmountable challenges.
fairon's shoulders stiffened, his voice showing a mix of concern and disbelief. "you understand the risks of this plan, don't you? sending anyone into a world we know so little about could be catastrophic for them."
gulben's grim expression didn't waver. "we do. but we cannot afford to wait for their forces to strike again. laston is building an army that could tear through our defenses. we need information, and we need it now."
the silence that followed was deafening. fairon's cohort looked to their king, searching his face for guidance. king fairon closed his eyes briefly, as if weighing the enormity of the decision, before finally speaking. find exclusive content at empire
"then you must tread carefully, gulben," he said. "if you go, ensure that those who are sent are prepared for anything."
king gulben nodded solemnly. "we will. and we'll ensure that no life is risked without purpose."
"i will also send my best soldiers. i know that laston could be danger for us as well," king fairon said.
king gulben nodded. "you're right. we will keep preparing first for now."
the tension in the room remained thick with the uncertainty of the future pressing on everyone present. for now, the elves had no choice but to brace themselves for the dangerous journey that lay ahead. they have to be ready to go into a world where laston using those magic and machinery to create something beyond their comprehension.
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"the king... he has ordered us to bring this one to him immediately," the soldier stammered.
the commander's expression darkened, his sharp features twisting into a scowl. "and why do you look so shaken? what did he say?"
the soldier swallowed hard. "he... he said to show no delay. that this... man must be escorted directly to the throne chamber, no matter what."
the commander's crimson eyes narrowed as he processed the urgency in the soldier's words. his instincts told him this was no ordinary situation.
if the king himself had reacted with such immediacy, then whatever laston represented was far more significant than the commander had anticipated.
he turned his piercing gaze to laston, his smile still fixed and maddeningly calm.
"very well," he said through gritted teeth.
"lead the way," laston replied smoothly.
the soldiers formed a tight escort around laston, their weapons drawn and their glowing eyes watching his every move. the air grew heavier as they began their descent into the mountain, where the heart of the daemons' power resided.
the path was steep and treacherous, lit only by the faint glow of crimson light crystals carved into the jagged stone walls.
as they ventured deeper, the sounds of the outside world faded.
finally, they arrived at a massive carved gateway at the heart of the mountain. the towering doors were forged from blackened metal and bone. the commander stepped forward, raising his blade as he shouted, "open the gates! the king awaits!"
the doors groaned as they began to part, revealing a grand chamber beyond.
the space was huuge, its walls lined with towering pillars of obsidian and bone. a crimson light bathed the room, emanating from a colossal throne at the far end.
seated upon it was the new king of the daemons — a towering figure draped in dark tattered robes that seemed to ripple with an unnatural energy.
his horned head was crowned with jagged spikes and his glowing eyes burned with an intensity that seemed to pierce through anyone who dared meet his gaze.
the daemon king leaned forward slightly, his deep, rumbling voice filling the chamber. "laston," he said. "you've crossed into this domain again, uninvited and unwelcome. i should just destroy you where you stand!"
laston stepped forward, his smile widening as he spread his arms in a gesture of confidence.
"your majesty," he began. "i come not as an enemy but as an ally. i offer you a chance to reclaim what was lost and to gain far more than you ever imagined. together, we can reshape this world... and more."
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