Chapter 3055 Engine Starts (Part 1)

Chapter 3055 Engine Starts (Part 1)

The enchantments giving life to the Elemental Lord burned, the power he had painstakingly accumulated leaked, and the damn ochre Griffon hammered at him with a heavy mace the moment an opening in his defenses appeared.

With her 40 meters (132') of height, Rethia was half the size of Argantyr. Yet the Davross of her mace and the Life Maelstrom boosting it and her physical might more than made up for it.

On top of that, after infusing her husband and his twin sister with the silver lightning as well, the Flames of their combined attack reached the destructive power of a natural disaster.

Bringing the Elemental Lord down wouldn't have been difficult for them, especially with Surtr's and Rethia's children helping them from the backlines. Their Origin Flames pierced through Argantyr's barriers while Life Maelstrom overloaded them.

Their combined effect caused entire sections of the Elemental Lord's pseudo cores to collapse. It triggered a domino effect that if not contained would have turned him back into a pile of rock until the damage was repaired.

Under the relentless storm of white fire and silver lightning, Argantyr could only run toward the nearest mana geyser and hope. Hope that after extending his Divine Right array's area of effect to his current position, he would become strong enough to counterattack.

'Why is this happening to me? With all the lost cities and monster tides on Jiera, what did I do to anger not one but three white cores and their entire offspring?' He thought.

After what remained of his host's shattered mind reminded Argantyr of his latest massacres, the Elemental Lord clarified: 'I mean, what in particular?'

Then, the attack stopped as suddenly as it had started. Rethia, Surtr, and Sinmara just kept following the lost city from a distance to ensure he wouldn't change his course.

"That should give him enough time to recover before he reaches the mana geyser." Rethia the Wind Griffon said.

"Thanks for the help, dear." Surtr nuzzled his scaly snout against her feathered neck.

"Don't be silly, my love." She tenderly preened his scales with her beak. "Lith is your little brother. Helping a member of your family is the least I can do. But if you really want to compensate me for my help, I'm sure I can think of something."

"Mom! Get a room or something." A male Griffon gagged at Rethia's feline purring.

Much to his surprise, there was no Divine Beast near the mana geyser. Just a very short lost city, barely over 40 meters (132'). Life Vision confirmed to the Elemental Lord that it wasn't just a golem.

It had a life force, a mana core from a living host, and it drew power from the mana geyser below. The unknown lost city's design was modern and so were its enchantments.

Thousands of runes surrounded its power core and flowed into each other, forming a symphony of magic.

Old runes, instead, worked on a single enchantment each and couldn't overlap between them, making the structure of Argantyr's pseudo cores rough and precarious.

If not for the power of the Forbidden Magic animating the lost city, so many different spells would never fit together. Compared to the newcomer, Argantyr felt like a fossil.

'I see now. The white cores knew that if two lost cities were to join forces, they had no chance of victory.' He thought. 'I must thank the runt before kicking his ass. I need that geyser and as long as he occupies it, I can't expand my Divine Right array.'

<"Nice to meet you, brother. I'm Argantyr the Elemental Lord. Who are you?"> [AN: translated from the ancient Torin language.]

<"Nergal, the City of Light."> Lith replied, using an enchanted pin made by Sinmara to understand his enemy. <"Why are you thanking me and what are you doing on my turf?">

<"Your turf?"> Argantyr's laugh was like the grinding of stones in an avalanche. <"Nothing is yours unless you have the strength to defend it and you don't. Since your presence played in my favor, I'm going to give you a chance, brother.">

The makers of a cursed object would rarely survive their success. Living legacies referred to each other as siblings only as terms of endearment since they were all unique individuals.

There was no love or kinship between them.

<"Get out of my geyser without making a fuss and when those three white cores chase you, you have my word I'll hold them back. For a while.">

<"Your mana geyser?"> Lith echoed, keeping his charade to not let the lost city understand that their fight was planned as well as their meeting. <"Pray tell, brother, what if I don't leave *my* mana geyser?">