Spectral Regalia

Chapter 107: Dark Abyss Chasm (2) (End)

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Hello!, here with your Wednesday release, today i woke up with a really sore neck, its quite rare for me, as i sleep like a log, i would have released this earlier but i went to get my kitten neutered little bugger is marking territory that isn't his.
on the bright side he is much more docile, though i swear he avoids me somewhat, all well!.

Next weeks release may be a little late, poor draconis had a crash that deleted 80% of his pred work Sad he needs  motivation to go over it again, but i'm sure he can pull a miracle and have it done in time.

Enjoy chapter 107!
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The headmaster knew how important this issue was and didn't dare take the situation lightly. Even after many times of seeing this done, his heart was beating quickly. But, just as the orb had dimmed and turned off,  the sky in the Dark Abyss Chasm was waning, as the effects were quick.

Within the black temple, Avrin's eyes shot open. This was also the moment his clock rung to notify him that it was the sixth day.

The moment it had rung, Avrin had vanished from sight, with only a bit of ash showing that he used to be there. He Void Stepped passed the door, but only a few seconds were needed for the orb to glow brightly again and emit mana.

The energy from the Grandmasters alone was insignificant. The orb itself obtained its energy from a different source. The energy the Grandmasters siphoned in was to empower a strange magic that this orb obtained its energy from. This magic was beyond their understanding and most likely only the superior races such as demons, angels and dragons understood it.

The black fog, which had weakened, had become a solid mass again. If one were outside, they would be able to see that the fog only rippled slightly, but this was enough for Avrin. The moment the door was in a weakened state, it allowed an opening just large enough for Avrin to Void Step through, and what greeted him was a large space that made his eyes widen in wonder.

It was a square room with each corner containing an obelisk that housed a circular sphere of energy that siphoned mana towards the center. In the center was a square prison that seemed to distort like a rift torn in space, with a thin, ragged, dark figure inside. The figure seemed weak beyond compare, his arms and legs bound against the walls of the prison with a strange glowing metal running along his body.

Some of the mana seemed to seep into his torso, just enough to sustain his lifeforce. This figure was the former demon king, Azrael. Avrin's Divine Sense carefully searched around for any traps or tricks, and he didn't dare take a step before confirming it was clear.

After spending five minutes standing still and searching, Azrael's eyes flickered somewhat and his eyelids opened slightly. He gazed out of the field of energy and could barely see a figure in the distance. His ancient voice echoed out with a weak yet angry tone.

"Abad....Abaddon....is that you?.... You despicable scum....your Celestial race...and that cursed Fafnir.... It has been so long...and you have come here...to torment me, I presume?"

Hearing Azrael talk, Avrin shivered a little. He could tell that this being was indeed powerful. This being should be at a level beyond a Sage, and is a Legendary leveled existence, just a step below Sigil wielders dragons. One could say that, most likely, other than those beings, no one could compare to this demon king. If this demon obtained a Sigil weapon, he would be too formidable.

Avrin was very curious. He wanted to know just how strong he was. He had killed a creature of Mythical status, but that was because he lucked out in certain conditions. Thinking about that fight made him shiver, but remembering Astaroth made his very being shake with tension.