Chapter 537: Teleportation Tactics

Chapter 537: Teleportation Tactics

In the distance, Baelin and his cabal still battled abyssal knights, greater demons, and their servants, sounding like an earthquake and a tornado brawling in a test of wills.

While a typhoon did the commentary of the struggle.

The loudest explosionswithout doubt the loudest soundsthat Alex had ever heard crashed in the offing, shaking the walls around them, lighting the sky like a dozen suns had suddenly sparked to life.

At times, it fell into a depth of darkness so endless, that all light disappeared from it as though an infinite void had swallowed it whole. Alex kept his eyes ahead and his Planar Doorways flowing.

Within him, Hannahs gift burned, fuelling his teleportation spells as he took his team through the labyrinths winding halls. Planar Doorwaya spell hed just learnedwas as easy for him as his forceball spell.

In some ways even easier.

Each time he spoke the incantation, the Mark would rise, trying to drown his mind in failures, but the Travellers power rose up against it like divine protection driving away a devil.

Her magic helped so much in constructing the spell array, that he had little to do.

In a way, it gave him a taste of what it must be like to be a regular wizardone not limited and obstructed by the Fools Mark, one who didnt have to struggle with the Mark to cast a spell. Yet, it was still there in the background, always trying to interfere.

Hopefully, it wouldnt always be so, hopefully, one day hed be able to wield powerful magic as naturally as breathing.

But, today wasnt that day.

Today?

They had a hell to escape.

Alex teleported his companions through the maze, hopping hundreds of feet along the long, winding corridors. The journey was tense, and they stayed quiet for the most part, but all around, they heard demons making their own way deeper into the labyrinth. Many were also quiet, simply looking out for themselves.

Others?

The mania had hold of them.

Grisly sounds of demons ripping and tearing each others flesh werent uncommon.

Sounds awful, Thundar whispered, noting the screams of something suffering nearby. I almost feel bad for em.Rread latest chapters at novelhall.com

Dont, Ezerak said, his curved sword drawn and held before him. We know that they would do the same to us without a drop of mercy.

With smiles on their faces. Kyembe added darkly.

Agreed, Alex said, glancing at the Spirit Killer. He felt his power beginning to ebb. Alright, lets walk for a while. I need to recover.

That was a lot of hops, Thundar said. A lot more than when we were leaving Kaz-Mowangs place.

Alex threw him a meaningful look. Well talk later, he mouthed.

The minotaur gave him a nod before turning his attention to the path ahead. In the distance, Ripp was scouting the corridors. Hey Ripp, we on the right path?

Peeking around a corner, the swiftlings expression was dark as he zipped back to the party. Well, it sorta looks like it, but the paths are changin almost faster than my hearts beatin. And believe me, thats real fast.

Then we shall need our bearings once more. Kyembe sheathed his sword. Wait here.

With a running leap, he jumped to the wall, gripping the stone surface as though it was a secure ladder, scaling it at speed. Soon, the Spirit Killer was at the top, peering over, and looking around.

Nodding to himself, he clambered back down, landing on the balls of his feet as quiet as a cat. It seems we must take a left, then another left, then a right through the next corridors. That will take us to paths that look familiar, at least they do for now.

You sure? Guntile asked.

As sure as I am that Kaz-Mowang is a filthy bastards son, he said simply.

Good enough for me, Alex said. Lead the way, Ripp.

Teleportation magic flared, reaching out for the battle mage as well. His will rose, pushing outward to banish the spell, but the Travellers power flared in Alexs core, wrapping itself around the mage, holding him tight like the coils of a massive serpent.

His will broke beneath the magic and the mage was yanked through the Planar Doorway with Alex gripping him like an iron manacle.

They materialised in mid-air, just below the top of the maze walls.

Alex held on, twisted his body, and launched the battle mage through the air like a ball, sending him soaring high above the maze.

With a choked cry, he shot through the air, spinning end over end, causing the sky to vanish as the labyrinth folded on itself with a shudder and snatched the terrified wizard up, carrying him well away from where he just was.

Alex glared down at the cultistsor what was left of the cultists.

As soon as hed grabbed the mage, his companions were on them, hitting them hard before they could retaliate. Most were now dead and the living were in full flight, running down the passageway.

With a grim smile, he slowly floated down to join his party. Well done.

Im through with bullshit, Ripp grunted. Im glad we jumped them first.

Yeah, Thundar was staring at the sky. Neat trick with that teleportation. I thought it was really hard to take someone with you against their will using Planar Doorway.

Normally It is, Alex winked at his friend. But I think Ive got a bit of aknack for travelling, lets say. And on that note, I think my manas recovered enough to keep us going. Everyone grab on.

The young wizard teleported his companions through the passages using a number of Planar Doorway spells. Each time they teleported, their surroundings grew more familiar.

And then

Thundar sniffed the air as they appeared at a junction. I smell something rotting. He sniffed again. And monkey fur.

Then were almost out, Alex sounded relieved.

Hold now. Kyembe raised his hand, cocking his head and pointed-ear toward the nearest wall. His eyes narrowed as he listened intently. Do you hear that?

Hear what? Guntile asked.

It sounds like a group, the Spirit Killer mused. Like an army on the movebut what is strange is that they are trying to move with the stealth of sneak thieves, but there are too many of them to make such a silent approach with success, at least to my ears.

Alex frowned, listening and soon hearing what Kyembe had: the sound of scores of feet creeping through the maze in relative quiet. It sounded like there were a lot of them.

Lets not stay to find out who they are, he suggested. Grab on.

Again, he cast Planar Doorway, bringing them through the winding pathways of the maze, ever closer to the portal. The sound of the army grew louder and closer.

Yeah, theyre definitely coming our way, Ripp said darkly, drawing his blades.

Be ready for a fight just in case, Alex warned. But lets try and make it to the portal, Id rather not start boxing an army if we dont have to.

They kept going, at last reaching the crossroads.

Alex was about to cast Planar Doorway again when

Fatherwatch out!

An arrow cut the air, clattering on Claygons stone torso as he stepped between it and Alex.

A horde of demons poured Into the portals crossroads.

Kaz-Mowang was in the lead, his footsteps grinding stone beneath them, his eyes filled with hungry wrath.

He levelled his gaze on the group. Where is Hannar-CiWaitI know you! The Troupe of the Gargoyle!

The demon raised his trident.