Chapter 633: Great General (4)

Chapter 633: Great General (4)



His gaze rested on the little wolf, the only one that could maintain even a semblance of movement in his presence.

There was no exchange of words, only one of stares. Despite being in front of the Draconian, Festul's gaze was as fierce as ever. It remained unchanged, unlike his power and status.

The silence between them was suffocating, they merely scanned one another. It felt as if there were only those two in this expansive world.

But, that silence had to be broken, either by Festul, the former supreme of storms, or Azmakul, the Great General.

[You haven't changed a single fucking bit.]

And in the end, it was Festul who did it. Unable to handle the suffocating silence anymore.

Azmakul responded, his voice monotone. As if he didn't have any emotions behind that vicious mask of his. He was the true representation of a frost dragon.

[Yes, I did not change. Yet you...]

He approached Festul, keeping his pace steady and like that of a king.

[But how unfortunate. Who would have thought the little dog that jumped at the opportunity we provided him wouldn't even hold onto his title of supremacy for a while.]

He mocked Festul with no emotion in his voice, as if it was beneath him to show it to the little wolf.

[Arrogant as all the Ancient Dragons. Do you know who you are speaking to?]

[Yes, I do.]

[So can I take it as an invitation to destroy this damned planet?]

They heard a sneer behind him, as their bodies lay frozen due to the pressure emitted by the two beings behind them.

'What are you doing?! Festul!'

Alexander wanted to stop that little wolf of his, but he couldn't move...and neither could he establish a mental connection to Festul. No matter what he tried to do, it was useless.

[Haha.]

They heard Azmakul's voice. He seemed to be laughing...but they didn't hear any laughter. Only the monotonous 'Haha' a robot would make.

[You forget whose corpse you stand upon. Although...]

Then, the surrounding air changed.

[I wouldn't mind making my precious home the grave of two idiots who claimed to be the supremes of lightning.]

[You bastard...]

Festul... was losing the argument pathetically.

[Even if you were your former self, and not this pathetic version... I would have done the same as my queen, and ended your existence had you tried.]

Azmakul's massive body bent down, until he met Festul eye to eye. The darkness behind the empty sockets of the mask were vast, until two blue flames ignited, staring right into Festul's soul.

[Try it.]

His very words dared Festul to make a move, but he didn't. He wasn't as ignorant as the lot ahead of him, the cohort of the son of the witch this monster served. He knew Azmakul wasn't bluffing.

After all, he was a supreme once too. The supremacy of frost was held by him before Lanesha. And unlike Azmakul...who willingly gave his seat up to Lanesha...

Festul was humiliated, and defeated by another who stole his throne. He didn't have any right to challenge Azmakul at this moment, he also couldn't.

[Do it, little wolf.]

Just how inferior was I to this?

Edward couldn't move at all, ice was starting to gather on his body, and I feared that he would

be frozen if I took too much time.

'Damn it...'

I kept thinking of ways to escape, and figure out how to beat or at least stall whoever it was that caused this... considering this is Lanekia, whoever he is, he shouldn't be a major threat.

Lanesha wouldn't let that happen...not on her own planet. But I fear that is restricted only to me, I don't know whether the others are safe...

In this cold world, only my safety is guaranteed...and theirs only when I am with them.

'Come on... move!'

Just then, I felt angered, that I, who was supposed to be the prince of this place was being oppressed like that. It was doing something to my mind.

But I can't let myself be chained down by those thoughts, I need to find a way to free myself,

and so I did.

I made my aura retreat to it's core, and forced my mana to fight back, as much as I could.

Slowly, but surely, I regained control of my fingers, my toes...and finally my mouth.

'Nice...'

I applauded myself, the plan was to only regain control of my mouth...and that would be the

key to free me of this oppressive.

"The Jade palace...is me..."

'Sorry Edward...just try not to die.'

I apologized to Edward, who would be in the center of everything when my domain expanded.

I could only hope what I was doing would also free him, and from there he could make his own

effort to live.

The release of my domain should make this magic take a step back... I hope.

"And I...am the Jade Palace!"

From me, as the center of it all, my domain expanded and just as I hoped, the magic was

stopped...at least in the domain.

Without a second thought, I ran towards the tall and mighty gates, I wasn't stupid enough to

leave the protection of my domain and go into that magic once more... I was simply trying to get as much momentum and speed I could.

It was just an idea on my part, but I thought that the magic could control me so easily was

because I was still... So I tried to get as much speed as possible, teleport towards the Arctic

Titan, carry the momentum that may help me against the source of this magic and deal with

it.

I don't know what this magic is... But I can only hope my idea works!