Chapter 185 The Black Palace
There stood a dark castle at the very precipice of a massive mountain.
The mountain was shrouded in darkness, and obsidian clouds floated above everything.
Black grains of sand danced in the air as this single ominously gigantic castle elegantly sat at the heights of majesty.
There was a valley beneath the mountain that served as an Estate.
Several massive houses and colossal structures declared the landmark at the center. However, no matter how big or glamorous everything was, they were all submerged in inky black.
And the darkest of all... remained the castle.
Within the great structure, past its imposing gates, and inside the throne-room of absolute splendor, a being currently lay on his pile of treasures that formed a throne.
Multiple precious tones were mixed together with only the purest kinds of Magical Objects and Rare Ores.
Mana Crystals grew all around the absurd, yet immensely beautiful throne that the great being was casually laying on.
The throne was vertically huge, but more so horizontally long, so it could contain the huge form of the one atop it.
It had a soft cushion, so there was no way they would get uncomfortable.
No one was in the throne-room except them, and due to their eyes being closed, it was clear that they were currently asleep.
However, the two eyes of the slumbering beast slowly fluttered open.
"Strange..." As they opened their jaws, a deep voice echoed throughout the throne-room.
The glowing purple eyes of this entity shone through the area, piercing the darkness.
"One of my children is dead...?"
This being was what could be described as a Dragon; and not just any kind of Dragon.
He was a Dragon Lord.
—The Dark Dragon of the Black Mountain.
His current situation was a perplexing one, as one of his offsprings had met an untimely death.
The reason he could detect it wasn't due to a strong paternal bond between himself and his children, but the 'Bloodline Connection' that all Monarchs had with their progeny.
He couldn't help but be connected to them, and once one life was snuffed out, he would instantly know.
"Which one was it? All my kids are Generals, unless... ahh..."
It didn't take long for the Dragon Lord to know the one that was dead.
"Jar'rarid... right? That was the name... I think."
If the Dragons were winning too much, they would lessen their forces, and if the humans were winning too much, they'd send some reinforcements.
It was nothing more than that.
'And yet... that idiot lost to them?'
The Dragon Lord shifted on his throne, feeling the cushion rub on his scaly body.
'What a curious development. Which group defeated him? Did they gang up on him? Was it an ambush? We're there special circumstances behind it?'
The Dark Dragon had to admit that he was curious.
As his eyes shone brighter, the six horns on his head became more pronounced.
'Is it possible that humans have gotten stronger? Maybe smarter?'
Somehow, he doubted it.
'Either way, I think this is worth investigating.' He slowly closed his eyes and returned his posture to the way it was before.
As he got comfortable, he had one trailing thought.
'... I'll get to it as soon as I wake up.'
Thus, the Dragon Lord returned to his slumber.
This single act saved humanity from extinction at the hands of overwhelming power.
They just didn't know it yet.
[End Of Arc 2: The Royal Dungeon Incident Arc]
~We will now be beginning Arc 3!~
[Prepare for the Dark Undertaking Arc!]
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[A/N]
Thanks for reading!
This was more like a bonus chapter, so I hope you enjoyed it.
Anyway! This is the end of the Second Arc.
See ya!