章 291: IMMORTALITY IS A CURSE I SOWN

IMMORTALITY IS A CURSE I SOWN

"On the contrary, my Malevolent will protect us indefinitely", I replied to him.

"I don't understand, we couldn't hurt the undead. Your Malevolent, strong as they may be, couldn't be stronger than us", Chash told me and asked.

"That you are mistaken my friend. My Malevolent do not have to wound or kill these undead. They just need to protect us while we think of something", I replied to him.

"Wouldn't your Malevolent be hurt by the undead eventually?" Cassandra asked me.

By this time the undead in the stream had passed through Sara's protective tornado and started wrestling with my Malevolent. My Malevolent suffered great harm while fighting against the undead but to our shock and surprise, their bodies recovered almost immediately, just like the undead.

So, the battle became a stalemate between the undead and my Malevolent.

"Damn, your Malevolent are receiving the same healing benefit as the undead", Sara told us her observation.

Something in this cavern stream was healing both the undead and my Malevolent.

"What is happening here?" Meera asked.

"It's the water. The water is healing both the undead and my Malevolent at the same time", I answered them.

"Now what are we going to do? We are stuck in this stream with the undead surrounding us?" Ratatouille asked us.

"There is only one way to defeat the damn undead, disconnect them from the healing magic of the water. That is the only way", Sara told us suddenly with a solution.

"That is easier said than done. We don't even know what magic is healing the undead", Chash asked.

"It's the water", I told them again.

"So, we need to get rid of the water in the stream. How the hell do we do that?" Ratatouille asked me.

"There is a way to take away the water", Meera told us suddenly.

"What way?" Cassandra asked her.

"The Sword of Malevolence. It can capture all the water in this stream", Meera told us.

"It will also destroy all the undead at the same time", I replied to her but was reluctant to use the magic of the Dark Angel.

"I can understand your reluctance to use the Sword of Malevolence because it belongs to the Dark Angel, but we are short of options now", Ratatouille told me.

Every time that I summon the Sword of Malevolence on behalf of the Dark Angel, it would consume all the magic in its path and the magic would go into the resurrection of the Dark Angel.

"There is something else that you can use", Sara told me suddenly.

"What is it?" I asked her impatiently.

"The trash that you took from the Warlock of Delirium, the Dark Vortex. It is augmented into your body isn't it and is not a part of the Dark Angel", she told me.

When I recovered the Dark Vortex from the Warlock of Delirium, the Dark Vortex was embedded into my left palm and wasn't taken completely by the Dark Angel.

"You are right. The Dark Vortex is a part of my body now just like my skin and heart. It doesn't belong to the Dark Angel souls unlike the Sword of Malevolence which is a weapon of the soul", I said to them.

Suddenly, a whirling vortex appeared beneath us under the stream. The water in the stream was quickly scooped into the vortex and disappeared inside.

"Dark Vortex of the Dark Angel"

"It is working", Cassandra told us excitedly.

Soon, the stream under the Sacred Grove was gone, absorbed into my Dark Vortex before I returned it into my left palm.

"Knights Laceration of Order"

My Malevolent Knights quickly conjured their powerful slashes at the undead before them. The undead, without the healing magic of the stream, were soon destroyed by the magic.

"Are we good now?" Ratatouille asked us.

"The undead are really dead now", Chash replied to him.

"What is that ahead of us?" Cassandra asked as she pointed to the other end of the now emptied stream.

"We should go there to check. It could be the source of the healing water", I told them.

We walked toward the other end of the stream as water slowly returned to the stream, flowing out from the other end.

Soon we reached the other end of the stream.

We were not alone here though. There was somebody else here waiting for us.

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Milky white veins sprawled across the half-dried stream at the end of the cavern, weaving over the massive form of a strange, unknown creature.

The veins pulsed with an eerie glow, covering a grotesque body from which enormous tentacles extended, stretching up to the cavern's ceiling.

Surrounded by skeletal remains of thousands who have departed, at the center of this monstrosity, a distorted face could be seen, staring out from within the tangled mess with a crown of bone on his head.

As we cautiously approached, the tentacles suddenly lashed out, faster than we could react. In an instant, we were ensnared, helplessly trapped within the grip of the creature's unyielding appendages.

The creature started to sing.

"In the depths of a hollow throne, I sit.

A crown of bones, where no voices flit.

Immortality, is a curse I sown,

Eternal life, yet I am all alone."

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"Who the hell are you, why did you capture us?" Chash screamed toward the monster that we encountered and who caught us with its tentacles.

"My name is Mamane, Eternal master of this tomb", the creature replied to us.

"Mamane, that is the name of the founding king of Trogdol. He disappeared after he founded the kingdom and left it to his descendants", Sara told us the story about Mamane.

Mamane was the guardian of this ancient Trogdol tomb under the Sacred Grove and also its ancestor.

"Why have you disturbed me?" Mamane asked us.

We were lost for words when Sara gave me a rare blink. "Scam him", she told me in a psychic way.

I thought for a moment about how to deal with the ancestor of the Trogdol kingdom.

"We are explorers who came with the instruction of the new king of Trogdol, Kolgane", I told the ancestor.

"Kolgane? Never heard of him", Mamane replied to me.

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章 292: HOW TO KILL AN IMMORTAL?

HOW TO KILL AN IMMORTAL?

"Kolgane is the twenty third King after your majesty, great ancestor", Sara added to explain to Mamane.

"Twenty-three generations already? Has it been so long?" Mamane asked as he slowly released us from his tentacles.

"Yes, time flies for mortals like us", Ratatouille said to the ancestor.

"Why have you come down here to my tomb?" Mamane asked us.

"Big changes have occurred on the surface. The world has turned into a snow filled ground and our people are losing their magic from the Sacred Grove. That is the reason we came down here to explore", I explained to Mamane.

"Yes, I can feel the cold seeping into my tomb and the stream of life dried for no reason at all", Mamane told us with a little concern.

"Great ancestor, you must return to Trogdol to save us", I said to the ancestor.

"Return to the surface? How can I? And for what reason?" he asked.

"To save your descendants, the royalty of Trogdol", I told him.

"My descendants? Those fools can die without me. Why should I care?" Mamane told us to our shock and surprise.

The ancestor of Trogdol wasn't concerned about his descendants at all.

"But you must. You are the only one who can save us", I pleaded with the ancestor.

"Save you? What about me? Who can save me?" Mamane lamented and complained.

"Great Ancestor, you are an Immortal, you do not need our saving", I replied to him.

"Immortality? It is a curse not a boon. Look at me now. I wish for death", Mamane screamed to me angrily.

"Why do you wish that ancestor? All the kings of Trogdol strive to become Immortal like you but none have succeeded. Why do you seek death when you became eternal?" I asked him.

The Kings of Trogdol tried all kinds of evil magic to become immortal but failed. Their ancestor, Mamane discovered immortality but wishes for death. Ironic.

"Immortality is a curse of boredom. A prison in this place forever is worse than death", Mamane told us.

"Then you should return to the surface with us and enjoy yourself as king", Ratatouille told the ancestor.

"Hahaha, I wish that. But the condition of my immortality is to remain here in this place forever", Mamane told us and laughed miserably.

"We can help you if you want to lift your Immortality curse", Sara told Mamane.

"You people? You can lift my curse of Immortality? Even I couldn't do that", Mamane told us.

"We can try", Sara told the ancestor.

"We make the idiot allow us to kill him", Sara told me psychically with a wink.

"Yes, how can we remove your curse?" I asked Mamane.

"You will need to kill me of course", he told us to our surprise.

"This is the only time we meet a Boss who wants us to kill him without resistance, hahaha", Ratatouille whispered to my ears as he turned into a lizard on my shoulder and laughed.

"It is impossible to kill me", Mamane replied to us.

"We can try, with your permission of course", I told him.

"You may try, but you will fail", Mamane told us.

"Aim for his heart. That is the concentration of his magic is", Sara told us.

"My heart? Hahaha", Mamane replied to us with a laugh as he bared his chest for us to kill him.

Suddenly, the air and droplets of water in the chamber condensed into a spear that shot toward Mamane's heart.

"Condensation Spear"

Sara's spell pierced through Mamane's heart.

However, soon we realized Sara's spell did nothing to Mamane at all. It just went through his heart while the wound caused by her spell healed almost as quickly as it was opened.

"Damnit, I lost the use of my Lance of Drakul otherwise it might pierce his heart", I complained to them.

"Even if you use your lance, you will not harm the ancestor. His regenerative magic is beyond mortal", Rinna replied to me.

"How do we kill this immortal?" Cassandra asked.

"See, I told you that you will fail. Nothing can kill me while I'm here", Mamane told us.

"We should just leave now. There is nothing we can do here", Meera told us.

"No…..", Mamane screamed suddenly.

"What is his problem?" Chash asked.

"You do not come here and leave. Do you know how many years I've been here alone without a soul to talk to. You will not leave. Talk to me for a few years until your eventual death", Mamane told us.

Mamane became an immortal in this underground cavern, but he couldn't leave it. So, he was bored and lonely. All the people who accompanied him here were dead except him.

"We really need to kill the bastard", Sara told us in a whisper.

"But how?" Cassandra asked.

"I can petrify his heart with my Serpents of Neheb", Rinna told us.

"Yeah, that is a good idea", Chash agreed with her.

"No, petrification will not kill this bastard. His heart is too powerful. His regeneration is much greater than the Skeleton King and the undead in the stream", Sara told us.

"Yes, take your time. Find a way to kill me. I have all the time in the world. Hahaha", Mamane told us.

Mamane allowed us to plot his killing, and he was enjoying us doing so. That was sick and ironic.

"Did you say the undead of the stream? What if we did the same to the ancestor like we did to the undead", Meera suggested to us.

"That is a good idea, but we don't know what is the source of Mamane's magic. He doesn't seem to be bathing in regenerative water", I told them.

"I hate to break the bad news to you. The water in the stream came out from the damn ancestor's body", Sara told us.

"Oh yuck. Did we bathe in the monster's water?" Cassandra complained to us.

It wasn't time to complain about hygiene, so we continued with our plan.

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