The Rise of the Black Plain

Chapter 2757  Celestial

In a place to the center-east of Uzira, a large spatial distortion opened up over an extremely lush forest. From it, an impenetrable darkness opened up, revealing a group of over 20 individuals of different races.

Arriving in this strange place for most of them, those least concerned about the Drops of Hell finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They had escaped from Cursed Rock, Uzira's most famous and secure prison!

Apart from the group of Armhands there with Mylecent and Ysolt, only four of the prison's many escapees had survived and made it this far. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

As soon as they arrived in this area where there were no sovereign forces around, the 4 individuals thanked Minos, Mylecent and Ysolt, before each setting off in a different direction.

Minos and his group didn't move immediately, all of them keeping an eye on the two native women of Uzira and the corpses still standing there.

"Ysolt said that our destiny will be long together, but I believe that doesn't mean that we'll always be close to each other, particularly now." Minos looked into the clear eyes of the white-haired woman in front of him, who was smiling at him.

"You're right, baby." She stood close to Minos, almost to the point of feeling his breath. "Ysolt and I will follow a different path from you now. Your group is still weak and you certainly have your own issues to deal with. We'll split up and leave our fate to decide itself."

Minos liked how that sounded. "What are you going to do?" he asked, anyway.

Ysolt answered in place of her leader, "To war. We've been in seclusion for many years. Now is the right time to return to our crusade."

Mylecent nodded as she looked at Minos one last time. "Good luck on your way. I hope you can contribute to my journey the next time we meet."

She disappeared with Ysolt soon after, leaving only the group of survivors who had left Uzira, who had unfortunately lost three more companions in the battle to escape from the Cursed Rock prison.

Finally, free of those strangers and cultivators stronger than him, Minos took a deep breath and sensed the direction they should now take.

"Let's go. If one of those people falls, our enemies will reach this place. We have to get as far away as possible." He opened a new wormhole, unwilling to play with the fate of his group.

He had already lost too many companions over the last few years and in the escape battle!

As they continued their escape, Gloria asked him and Abby, "By the way, where are the coffins of Wenni and Walkas? I remember they were with us when we fell to our enemies back then."

Abby remembered and lamented, "I don't know where they are. When I fell that day, I lost consciousness for hours. When I woke up, I was already in prison under torture, without my storage items.

All I can estimate is that they either fell to the enemies or their time ran out because they didn't have their urns."

"So they're lost?" Minos asked with a grimace.

Walkas and Wenni had helped him a lot on the journey to Uzira. He wanted to repay them and give them the chance to live a long life.

"Yes. Unless they've fallen into the hands of another necromancer, they're dead for good," Abby said with complete certainty that they were no longer connected to her.

"I hope that they have fallen into the hands of their enemies. That might give them a chance to contact us again," Minos said in a sighing tone.

They finished crossing the wormhole and reached another area of Uzira, even further east of the continent.

Here, Minos relaxed more before changing the subject and leading his team off to find an area for them to go into seclusion.

They needed time to recover from what they had been through, not only the previous battle but also the years of torture. Minos needed to know in detail what had happened to them, and he still had to adjust his group's current situation with his plans after the second phase of the True Celestial inheritance.

He would soon find something interesting for his people, where after years of challenges, for everyone there, they could come together without something suffocating them!

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Two days after the escape from Cursed Rock, one of the level 124 warriors who fought against Mylecent that day arrived in the major city of Uzira.

Landing in a square in the center of the city, the level 124 Supreme, dirty from head to toe with blood and dust, ignored the guards greeting him on the outskirts. He made his way to the palace a few hundred meters away, keeping a stern look on his face.

"I request passage to speak to Her Holiness," he said as he stopped in front of the entrance to a courtyard on the highest level of the royal palace.

In that place, guards of the same level as this man were standing, dressed in similar armor and weapons of different types, but all of them of the most advanced categories.

One of them asked with little interest, "Why?"

"Cursed Rock was invaded and there was a security breach. The Macabre Horde got involved and hindered us in our work."

"You mean you were incompetent and couldn't do your job," said one of the two guards in this man's way.

He clenched his fists, but he knew what shrine guards were like. "This is a serious problem, sir. Mylecent escaped alongside Ysolt. They won't simply challenge our king. Their goal is much deeper." He pointed toward the inner sanctum.

"Tsk! That brat would dare?" asked the guard on the way, when suddenly a voice sounded from inside that area.

"Come to me, Asce." A woman's voice sounded inside the hearts of those men, immediately making the two guards kneel as they made way for the man.

"All Hail the Eternal Death!" The two said simultaneously, along with the man who had just arrived in the city.

He followed soon after, not daring to look too intimately at the area of Her Holiness, Uzira's strongest creature, a Celestial!

"Your Holiness, things have developed this way..." He began as he tried to put all the blame for everything on Minos and Mylecent.