chsdbacks Chapter 585 584: What?
Chapter 585 584: What?
Outside the ruined Temple of the Old Ones, an extremely strange but extremely bone-chilling scene could be seen.
A thick corrosive black fog surrounded the ruined temple and its surroundings, and in this thick black fog were hundreds of sleeping men and women.
There was nothing wrong or strange in men and women sleeping, but what was strange and terrifying was the fact that these hundreds of men and women were equipped for war but they were all sleeping at the same time, and not a single individual was awake.
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The sound of hooves echoed across the land, sounding like it came from everywhere at the same time. A few moments later, the source of the sound appeared at the center of the sleeping men and women.
It was a massive, nightmarish steed. It was enormous, thrice the size of a normal horse, its sheer size defied what could be considered normal. Its body was sleek but grotesque, covered in dark, scale-like armor that shimmered faintly, as though coated in an oily sheen.
On its head was a jagged helmet which allowed its burning crimson eyes to be seen. Wisps of black mist poured from its nostrils, and it drifted upward and surrounded its rider like a moving shroud. Behind the steed were faint burning cracks that were left behind in its steps.
This nightmarish steed was called a Nyxmare.
On top of the massive, nightmarish Nyxmare was a figure that had a regal yet menacing appearance and aura. Stay updated via My Virtual Library Empire
The man on the horse, if he could still be called a man, carried himself with an unnatural grace. His tall, lean frame was draped in a long, flowing black coat trimmed with crimson and silver.
The Throne shifted his gaze from the Nyxmare to Corey, and then his lips curled up.
"I was merely curious as to how the weakest life form among all of them was the person that lasted the longest in our fog of corruption... But now, I'm curious as to what secrets he has."
"Maybe his body contains the secret and method on how to remove the corruption of the fragment of the Old One."
A light of desire flickered in the eyes of the Throne, and then the Nyxmare moved towards Corey's sleeping figure.
With each step that the Nyxmare took, the ground quaked slightly, faint cracks spread from its feet, and scorched marks were left behind on the ground.
Those who were unfortunate to be in the path of the Nyxmare died under its weight and hooves as it stepped on them, crushing their bodies without mercy.
Luckily and strangely, Divine and Melissa were not in the path of the Nyxmare.
The Nyxmare stopped in front of Corey, and the Throne looked at him for a few seconds with the light of intrigue in his eyes.
"I should cripple your legs before that daring pest arrives. I don't want you to suddenly wake up and attempt to escape while we're fighting."
The Throne opened his right palm, and a long spear made out of black flames mixed with a tinge of gold formed in his hands. Space and the air were distorted in the presence of the flaming spear, and the moisture in the air in the surroundings became dry.
He gripped the spear, and then he stabbed at Corey's legs.
However, to the Throne's immense disbelief and shock, Corey disappeared just as the spear was about to touch his legs.
"What?"