Chapter 103: The Reappearance Of Luke

The dark shadows did not attack. They just stood impassively in place, watching her as if preventing her from escaping.

For a brief second, Versailles was perplexed by their action, wondering why they weren't making a move. A second later, however, she felt enlightened. 

They were waiting for their boss to arrive.

She was so caught up in her own thoughts, that she failed to see the black puppy stand beside her with a grim expression on its face.

Its usual innocent and clean eyes were no longer pure. They were now filled with bloodlust and fierce determination.

From its stance, it was clear that it was ready to battle the dark shadows to the death.

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In the Erupting Volcano's region, the races were boiling with outrage and disbelief when they witnessed the descent of the dark shadows inside the Soul Sundering Pit.

"What the Nar! What are dark shadows doing in the Soul Sundering Pit? Why and how in the world did they get there?"

"Those are dark shadows! Dark shadows are back in the Nar realm? How is this possible? They were exterminated a thousand years ago, right?"

"Apparently, they have not been extinguished. Otherwise, how could they still appear in the Nar realm?"

"Damn! If the other six realms find out about the reappearance of dark shadows in the Nar realm, then we will become open targets for them. The Nar realm will no longer belong to the races dwelling in it, but will fall under the control of the six realms."

The reappearance of the dark shadows caused a turmoil among the beasts. They could no longer remain seated and raised to their feet, anxiously pacing in trepidation. 

Matters were escalating in a direction they had never imaged before.

"There are dark shadows in the Soul Sundering Pit! What are we going to do now?" The cry belonged to one of the witches' addressing the leaders of the clans.

"What can we do? Even if we all rushed there, we wouldn't get there in time. Just what in the Nar are the dark shadows doing in the Soul Sundering Pit?" Queen Nakee felt just as anxious when she saw the thousand dark armies surrounding Versailles.

Unlike the rest of the lesser races that were in the dark about the reappearance of the dark shadows, the entire Snake clan was in the know in advance.

However, they were still stunned silly when they saw the dark shadows descending into the Soul Sundering Pit.

"They seem to be after your serpentine. Has she committed a deed that warranted the dark shadows to target her?" The Demon Queen saw a chance to strike the Snake clan, and un-hesitantly grasped it.

"Demon Queen, you are confused. The dark shadows are the enemies of the entire seven realms. For them to target Versailles, it could only mean that she hindered a plot or scheme of theirs. As such, we of the various races should be proud of her valor and deed, not criticize her actions."

"Queen Nakee is right. If serpentine Versailles had truly interrupted a great scheme of the dark shadows and they are pursuing her because of it, then we need to be proud of her actions, not condemn her."

"Demon Queen, you are truly confused. Could it be that you don't even know about the great taboo of the dark armies?" Even the Eagle King couldn't help but look at the Demon Queen in disapproval.

The rest of the races' facial features changed when they looked at the Demon Queen. As a leader of one of the Six Supreme Clans, she was a high and mighty being, so they always felt fear and respect towards her.

However, in one single instant, all their fear and respect disappeared from their heart. They gazed coldly at the Demon Queen, their murderous expressions fierce enough to daunt even the fearless Demon Queen.

Before their livelihood and struggle to survive in the chaotic and dangerous Nar realm, no beast or creature was fearful enough to silently watch them hinder their interest.

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"Due to the Battle of Courage and Soul Sundering Pit, I have exhausted myself. If the Supreme Elder gets here, I won't be able to escape. NO! I can't wait here for my doom. I need to leave right now!"

Versailles was aware of her present situation. If the vampire came into the pit, she would never be able to escape his clutches. 

She turned, intending to leap over the horde before her, when she saw her little friend.

"Little Amose, what are you still doing here?"

She was stunned.

Hadn't she sent him away? So, what was he still doing here?

"Woof, woof!" The creature only barked resolutely in response.

"You! I'll deal with you later. Right now, we need to flee!" She bent and picked up the black puppy.

Without wasting any more time, she ran into the dark armies, and leaped over them. Twirling and spinning like a flying wheel, she transformed mid-air, and used her golden tail to continue her sail across the air.

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How could the dark armies that were charged with guarding her allow her to escape? They gave chase the moment she started spinning in the air.

In the blink of an eye, a magnificent chase of a thousand dark shadows swarming after a single creature took place.

The Ghost Fog warped and deformed under the thunderous might of the fierce army, producing piercing shrieks and howls like that of a creature in pain.

However, the sorrowful sound neither slowed Versailles nor the shadows. 

Versailles sensed the dark shadows catching up to her. Turning sideways, she stretched her mouth wide and spewed red-gold flames of destruction.

"Ahkrrrr!"

Painful grunts and guttural sounds rang out and soon, they were followed by multiple thuds. But even with a few of the shadows dropping to the ground, the chasing horde didn't back off or fear away. They fearlessly kept on with their relentless chase.

Versailles had already expected that outcome, but what she didn't expect was the persistence with which they followed her.

Even after she torched members of their group, they didn't attack her and only kept on chasing. 

"Little Amose, I don't think we will be able to escape from this pit." The despondency was clear in her dispirited voice.

It was ironic how she had desperately planned ahead and yet, still ended up falling into an impasse. She had thought that she wasn't underestimating the Supreme Elder, planting her poisons and setting about exterminating the minor characters, so as to clear her way.

To make their encounter free of restraints and hindrances that could spell her defeat. However, in the end, she had still overly underestimated the beast's determination.

Unlike how she expected him to target her and show his true face in the Battle of Kings, the vampire took advantage of her weakest moment to target her. He threw all caution to the flames and sent dark armies to restrain her.

'Ramose, is this the end? I still haven't entered the Underworld Palace with you.'

Her heart ached as she thought of her mate.

He was still waiting for her.

Waiting to take her home.

However, she had fallen into such a deep pit that she couldn't even find a trace of hope.

She could sense the claws of fate tightening around her, placing her in the same situation she was in at the Eternal Mountains.

The situation she used every single ounce of strength in her exhausted body and battered soul to escape from.

Without her notice, tears pooled in her eyes and slid down her pale cheeks. They were evidence of the despair and frustration festering in her heart.

Boom!

Right at this time, the space in front of her warped, and Versailles looked up in confusion.

'Is it another wave of dark shadows? Why are there so many?'

She thought with apprehension. Holding her little beast closer, she slowly drew back.

The space trembled and shook even fiercer for another few more moments before a foot appeared.

The foot appeared weak and powerless in the violently turbulent space, seeming likely to break and shatter within the next heartbeat.

However, even with the fierce repelling force of the Ghost Fog and violent vortex, it didn't move an inch, remaining steadier than giant ice or flame mountain.

Leisurely, another foot appeared beside the first, and it was soon followed by the unwrapping body of  the individual shrouded in the turbulence of space waves.

The instant his entire figure left the space and his features were revealed, Versailles' heart stopped for a brief moment with a resounding thud.

"Supreme Elder."

The newcomer wasn't another horde of dark armies, but the commander of the dark armies himself.

It was the Supreme Elder of the Bloodsucking clan, the vampire Luke.

"Hello, Versailles. I am glad you are not hurt. Come, let's get you out of here.." His voice was soft, his eyes gentle, as he looked at her like she was his everything.

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