Chapter 283: (283): Sargona (2)

His lips moved and he stiffened, clenching his fists and the shield turned to a red glass form and exploded, the wave pushed his hair back.

The spider crawled back inside the building and tried to maintain its situation without its master.

Frank opened his mouth and in the meantime, the huge hand of Winston dragged him back and kept him close to himself.

The King, prince Wilmore, and Hux went inside the building both of them shifted half-shape. 

"Can you smell it?"

"No, the witch used magic to clean the scent."

"To make a fool out of us." Hux nagged.

"Release the mist Hux," added, "Natasha watches the door."

Wilmore turned back and caught the stinger before it could dive into his nape. Thanks to the piece of broken mirror on the floor. He tossed the spider away and William shot the flames, the spider skipped the fireball, playing cat and mouse.

The cold mist grew, it could drive the spider mad.

"I couldn't frizz it!" Wilmore was shocked, looking at his hands.

"Then bare your blade and fight like a man."

William stated, his eyes following the shadow, his eyes strolled on the mirrors, this mansion was big, the walls were full of spells and it meant this place belonged to an elf with strong magic, in the war called Old era, humans took these lands from faeries and here belonged to the mortal world afterward but the magic was in the air after years. Even every single brick was constructed with magical protection.

He picked a mirror and whispered words and tore his palm. His blood dropped on the mirror and the symbolic spells on the bricks began to glow, he smirked satisfyingly and waited.

"What is this?" Wilmore followed him, jumping up the stairs.

"Mirror magic. The strong ancient elf magic. Pity that the person who had this magic isn't here." His eyes scanned the glowing words of magic.

As he said that the terrifying devil creature madly crawled out of a room and surged along with a corridor, passing the wall, skipping the spells and reaching Wilmore,  the prince slipped on his knees, the broken mirrors scratched and irritated him, resisting that, he let his sword cut one of the legs.

The spider halted and William lashed it with flames, flames were coming out of the mirrors and hugged it, kept that move until the being began to burn.

"No devil can cross the mirror magic."

William grinned, turning back, he sharply gazed at the narrowed corridor, he could swear that croons were coming from that place, things that he only could hear.

"Should we go there?"

Huxley asked, gathering his mist.

"We came to see what is going on!" Wilmore replied and drew his path to the corridor.

William sighed and went after the stern prince who could at least thank him for saving his ass.

Descending the stairs, it was as if entering a tomb. Down the steps was an iron door that was kept wide open.

"This door is new, elves don't like to use iron in their houses, mostly stones, and woods."

William fondled the door and walked inside amazed. There was a stone coffin in the middle of the large room and a white aura was coming out of it.

"What the heck, is this?"

Hux couldn't believe his eyes, it was an elf tomb but what was this?

"This is the Last high elf magician, her sepulcher."

"Ridiculous, if she is dead, then what is this magic?"

"When a magician dies, the magic will spread in the cycle of the world if not it means she is alive."

He pushed the stone away and the glowing lady with red hair, purple skin, and black dress appeared to them. She was fantastically gorgeous.

"Wow!" Hux was startled, she was taller than him.

"That stone in her hand!"

It was a green glowing tear shape gem held on her chest.

"Her kin was the guardians of the tree of the life, the Vita tree."

"The dark magicians wanted this!"

Wilmore stated.

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"Yes, and they couldn't approach her so they put the shield and that witch here."

Hux remarked.

"But we can approach her!"

"Yes, and I can wake her up."

William reached his hand out when Wilmore grabbed his wrist.

"It is dangerous!"

"Who says that? The man who wanted to gut me?"

He smirked devilishly and Wilmore released his wrist.

"Go pray for Elizabeth's sake."

The smirk on his face perished, "don't run her name in your mouth."

"She is my sister-in-law!"

"She is nothing to you, she is all mine."

Hux sighed, "hey, we are relatives now, I got princess Aya, your first wife's aunt, and here isn't a place to speak manlily! This lady expecting a kiss to wake up, who is the volunteer because I am not in!"

He sheepishly sneered.

"No kiss!"

The King replied sternly and put his palm above her crown and whispered the spells, his flame turned to a globe and dove to her head.

The woman gasped for air, her light green eyes glowed, widely. Her hand clasped Hux's throat. She sat straight while the albino man was attempting to take her hand off before strangling him.

"Who are you?"

"Let me go!"

"We just saved you from a dark witch."

She gazed at him suspiciously, hugging the stone in her chest tightly. Closing her eyes, she sniffed then her grip loosened up.

She turned to golden dust and flew out, appearing on the door frame, she scanned the iron door.

"Which year is this?"

"Year 110 Vita era."

The elf looked at the faerie king.

"I was there for 2000 years!" She pointed to the coffin.

"You protect the heart of Vita tree!" Wilmore taunted.

"I couldn't see anything. I was disconnected to this world."

"We must leave, more dark magician might come."

The King remarked walking outside, the rest had no other option. And he was curious about this lady.

"Who is this Lady?" Asked Natasha, her face gloomy covered by grief. Hux still was scrubbing his neck.

"I am Silphya, the high elf magician, a member of the high magic seven seats."

She proudly introduced.

"Because of you, we lost a brother!" Natasha yanked her and passed by, mounting up to her horse. The elf frowned. Was it her fault?

"Will you come with us?"

William asked the elf, her pointy ears moved.

"I will, you are interesting." She grinned and exposed her fangs.

William whispered on the portal magical gem and grabbed Frank by the shoulder. When everyone was passing he looked into the boy's eyes, "you must become stronger, kid."

The pale Frank was attempting to let that conquer him but, at this moment, he couldn't.

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