Chapter 771 The Silence of Ebonvault

771 The Silence of Ebonvault The air was thick with an unusual tension as Ren and his companions sailed along the stream, the gentle ripples of the magical energies creating a soothing melody. The Netherworld's landscape unfolded around them, a kaleidoscope of shadows and ethereal hues. The journey had been relatively calm, but the tranquility was shattered when Lethargia, who had been peacefully dozing off, suddenly stirred.

Her eyes, usually half-closed in perpetual drowsiness, snapped wide open. Unearthly whispers escaped her lips, as if an unseen force compelled her to share cryptic insights. "The Rebellion has crossed the border and would reign terror upon Ebonvault."

The words hung in the air, casting an unsettling atmosphere over the group. "Huh, what is she talking about?" Lorelai asked. Vivi, with her knowledge of Lethargia's peculiar abilities, explained calmly, "That's Lethargia when she's having a prediction of the future. She sees glimpses, often cryptic, of events that may come to pass."

Elena furrowed her brow. "But what does she mean about the Rebellion laying waste to Ebonvault?"

Desira wore a grave expression as she responded, "Ebonvault is where Avaris is located."

The revelation sent a chill through the group. Avaris, the Warlord of Greed, was the demon that they were going to see next, but the news of impending danger struck a chord. Upon reflection, Ren considered that Avaris would be the first male warlord they were about to encounter.

Evie raised a crucial question. "Then that means he is in trouble, right? Or is he already in trouble?"

Azazel and the others' faces were now etched with seriousness, and they exchanged silent glances that spoke volumes.

The urgency of the situation weighed heavily upon them. In unison, they knew what had to be done.

"Let's hurry to Avaris right now!" Azazel's command was met with a swift response.

The atmosphere shifted from one of calm exploration to an urgent quest. The stream seemed to quicken its pace as if mirroring the hastened heartbeat of the group.

Tiki sliced through the magical current with haste. The Netherworld's eerie beauty passed by in a blur, shadows dancing across the landscape like specters of impending events.

As they moved closer to Ebonvault, the anticipation in the air was palpable. Lethargia, having delivered her premonition, returned to her usual drowsy state, aware of the words she had said among her companions, but chose to sleep instead of helping. She contemplated lending a hand but quickly realized the substantial effort it would require. Consequently, she opted to sleep through it, anticipating the issue to resolve itself.

Windows were tightly shut, curtains drawn, and doors sealed, adding to the sense of abandonment. The eeriness was accentuated by the occasional gusts of wind, which carried the echoes of a distant howl that seemed to reverberate from the shadows.

"Looks like Avaris's greed intensified," Vivi commented, eyeing the vast pile of treasures and junk at the center of the town.

"If this falls, we'll all get buried under it," Elena remarked dryly.

"Don't make the mistake of touching them," Desira cautioned. "Avaris has put a curse on whoever steals or even touches his belongings."

"Talk about stingy," Lorelai quipped. "It makes me want to touch them all the more."

"Hoi," Ren warned her.

Lorelai stifled a laugh. "I'm just kidding, of course."

As Ren and the group delved deeper into Ebonvault, the bizarre amalgamation of wealth and emptiness created an unsettling contrast. They couldn't help but wonder about the fate of the citizens, the reason behind the massive treasure trove, and what happened in here. "I wonder what happened here?" Lorelai vocalized what everyone was thinking.

"Maybe the people couldn't help themselves and touched the treasure, aiming to steal it, and then they disappeared or died because of the curse?" Elena conjectured.

All eyes turned toward her, and she shrugged. "It's the most likely scenario."

"Let's go to the castle and wring out the answers from Avaris himself," Desira said, leading the way toward the castle while dragging Lethargia with her, still sleeping and snoring as if she couldn't feel the bumps on the road.

GOALS!