Nightblade (Darkest night)-Chapter 173: Harrowing battle

In this state, Morgan and Kazarax were one.

Morgan shared the Void Walker’s senses, and the VoidWalkerr in turn used his body.

Because of Kazarax’s enhanced perception, the minute golden characters unravelled at a speed visible before Morgan’s eyes.

"This reminds me of those accursed Rubik’s cubes, " Morgan thought with a sigh, watching his hand zip across the luminous threads with inhuman speed.

Kazarax speedily rewrote the golden runes with a different set of instructions, effectively changing the original purpose of the ethereal thread.

In the next moment, Emily’s back arched, her mouth opening in a soundless scream. The threads seeping under the skin came to a stop, quivering oddly.

In the next moment, the brilliant flames erupted along the thread of burning through strange inscriptions with uncanny tenacity.

The darkness covering Emily’s body slowly

dissipates, coming undone under the onslaught of the ethereal flames.

Within the throngs of grotesque thralls, a bright light began to shine.

Azaroth roared.

"I guess this is your cue to leave Emily."

Morgan grasped the ethereal figure’s delicate hand, then momentarily closed his eyes.

He swiftly sifted through the numerous energy signatures using one of Kazarax’s abilities, truth seeker.

The mystical ability essentially allowed the Void walker to lock onto a specific energy signature for a given period of time, which was how they managed to track down creatures within the Fog.

As it turned out, the obscure ability could also be used this way.

Morgan’s eyes snapped open, the golden flames in his eyes burning vengefully.

" This is your stop, Emily."

In the next moment, a crack formed in the space nearest to him, generating a massive pull.

Without the grand enchantment that anchors an individual’s consciousness within the dark matrix, the body of the individual would exert a magnetic pull on the consciousness.

" What a horrible way to go out..."Morgab thought listlessly.

As though sensing that some of its quarry was escaping, the profane matrix came alive, with a loud rumbling.

Dark tendrils intertwined with luminous golden threads shot through space, at a frenetic speed, catching up to the escaping radiant figure almost immediately.

A stream of brilliant flames intercepted the dark tendrils, swiftly coalescing into an impenetrable wall of fire.

Emily’s figure disappeared, dissipating in a shower of sparks.

At the same time, her consciousness returned to the world outside the dark matrix.

With a groan, she staggered away from the ghastly wall, falling to her knees a short distance, greedily gulping several lungfuls of air.

She slowly raised a trembling hand in front of her face, her eyes glowing a luminous green for a split second, then reverting.

Lucian cautiously approached her, stopping a few feet away.

"Emily...are you...back?"

He asked, his hand subtly drifting to one e the blades sheathed on his thigh.

Emily slowly raised her head, her gaze shifting to him.

She slowly nodded, then rose to her feet.

"Morgan...got me out..." 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

She turned back to the figure of the frozen scion, staring at him intently.

"He’s still stuck in that place..."

Lucian frowned slightly, throwing Talia a curious glance.

" That place?"

" The wall...it’s alive."

Her eyes narrowed thoughtfully, going over everything that had happened up to the point she’d been immobilized.

Emily let out a shaky breath, then rose off the ground.

" The wall is alive. The being within the wall claimed it was Azaroth."

She slowly walked towards Luc, Ian stopping a short distance away from him.

" That creature claimed it was the wall of truth.

Lucian stared at her in bewilderment.

"Wall of truth?"

The rest of the youths listened intently as she went on.

" Yes, there were several being trapped within it. Some of them were human, and others were strange creatures, numerous Beings, countless even. They were all its thralls, trapped within millennia, even as their bódies rotted and eventually disappeared. They remained trapped within it for eternity."

It was Lucian’s turn to let out a shaky breath, his hands trembling slightly.

" Shit, that’s an ancient horror..."

"How did Morgan save you?" Talia asked, scrutinizing Emily.

Emily frowned.

"I was powerless against Azaroth. My consciousness was almost immediately subjugated by that...thing."

She shuddered at the memory of being surrounded by the cold, endless darkness and seemingly endless swarms of thralls. "Just when I thought all hope was lost, he appeared. And pushed me through some sort of rift towards my body. And here I’m..."

Cassius stepped forward, coming to a stop in front of Emily.

The dreadlocked youth was still a little haggard from his encounter with the veliscera.

His russet eyes bore into her own curiously, then he spoke.

" Is there any sort of way we can help him?"

Emily slowly shook her head.

" He said...he’d make it back." She turned, staring directly at Lucian.

" He said to trust him."

Lucian’s eyes widened slightly, then he chuckled slowly.

The chuckle turned into a laugh.

Shaking his head slightly, he folded his arms across his chest and then turned back to the wall.

" Well, I guess we’ll just have to trust him with this."

Back with the dark matrix, Morgan darted around at inhuman speed, zipping through the maze of mindless thralls.

Formerly mindless.

Azaroth’s consciousness was slowly spreading through the legion of dark minions, stirring them to life.

Slowly but surely, the legion of thralls was adapting.

From above, it looked like one giant game of cat and mouse, except Morgan was the mouse and several ancient trapped consciousnesses were the cats.

Morgan quietly cursed, circling the legion.

At the legion’s epicentre, Sarenus’ flames washed over the thrall, obliterating hundreds of them in an instant, but soon, new thralls took their place, rushing to fill the gap like crazed zombies.

Morgan warily glanced around, scanning through the mire of thralls and chaos.

" Where is it?"

In the next moment, a gigantic thrall slammed into him, sending him careening through the air.

Morgan gasped, rolling with the motion, then ducked away, barely dodging a thunderous blow.

He turned facing his fore.

A massive ape-like creature stood in front of him, staring at him with dark menace in its tenebrous eyes.

" What the hell is that?"

" An Orcgren, my Lord. Mindless creatures that once roamed the beast realm..."

Morgan frowned, glancing at the quickly closing wound on his torso.

The brute’s claws had only lightly grazed him, but the damage they’d inflicted was significant.

Fortunately, in the Void World, his will was absolute. And part of the Void was present.

And so he willed the wound to heal.

There was only one slight problem.

The Void World and Azaroth’s dark matrix were still locked in a battle fosupremacyecy and that limited the amount of power that he could intrinsically bring to bear.

Kazarax could deal with gigantic brbruteshat would require them to split up, and yet he needed the Void walker’s unique abilities to deal with the grand enchantment’s nexus.

" I guess I’ll have to deal with this one on my own then."

In the next moment, a stream of harrowing white flames manifested around him.

The flames flickered, then turned a vivid golden colour.

Morgan’s eyes widened slightly in surprise at the phenomenon.

" That’s certainly interesting."

" I think this unique phenomenon is a result of our fusion, on my Lord."

Morgan grinned.

" I guess the perfect welcome is at hand for our Orcgren friend then."

The river of flames rushed forward, obliterating every thrall in its path

Then Orcgren rose, towering over Morganda and the rest of the thralls.

Its body contorted with several horrendous snaps, then transformed.

Several thralls squealed, then transformed into a giant torrent of darkness that flowed towards the Orcgrem, merging with its gargantuan body.

The Orcgren grew at a visible speed until it towered over the battlefield.

Its snout lengthened, its massive obsidian claws bulging in size.

Dark, grotesque crystals grew, tearing through the hide, pulsating with a strange, dark light.

The Orcgren slammed the ground with a palpable fury, then opened its maw.

With a thunderous roar, a river of inky dark flames poured out of its giant mouth, rushing across the dark plain.

Morgan frowned, concentrating on the incoming wave of flames, instinctively manipulating the white flames to form a wall around him.

The wave of dark flames washed over the white flames with a terrible fury.

It was almost unthinkable that a battle on such a scale was taking place in an obscure place like this.

Morgan leapt into the air, enveloping himself in the flowing stream of flames.

A split second later, the Orcgren Hybrid reached him, matching his speed.

Morgan gasped, moving back to create a bit of distance between them.

Without missing a beat, the Orcgren followed him, hurling a stream of the ghastly dark flames at him.

An earth-shattering explosion rocked the matrix, sending hundreds of thralls flying.

In the outside world, the ground trembled slightly, the tremors reverberating throughout the entirety of the massive walls.

" That should be them," Emily whispered.

When the illusory dust cleared, Sarenus stood in Morgan’s place, grasping the harrowing creature with an iron grip.