Chapter 164
Dale nodded at Eris’s words, and the wind howled.
It was a wind carrying a biting cold that felt like it could freeze flesh, and before long, the ground beneath Dale’s feet was no longer the black magic tower or even Eris’s world.
A frozen wasteland of cold and darkness.
Dale immediately tried to turn his head to look around, but his body wouldn’t obey. It began moving of its own accord, beyond his control. He soon realized it. Dale was now inhabiting the body of some other being, sharing its visual information.
Before Dale stood a man who looked incredibly familiar. For a moment, the sight of the man felt jarringly wrong, but soon enough, Dale recognized who he was.
There stood Frederick the Immortal, the progenitor of Saxony.
“The truth shall set us free.”
Moreover, a girl dressed in a gown adorned with goat horns stood beside him.
As the Shadow Lord bearing the ‘Book of the Black Goat,’ he raised his head toward the enemies before him.
A light too blinding to look upon directly swirled from that spot. A being shining so intensely, so dazzlingly, it was impossible to gaze upon, like the sun itself.
But upon seeing that figure, Dale gasped in horror.
That man was there.
The unforgettable, hateful enemy.
The Golden Sovereign and the Sword of the Sun… Arthur Pendragon Magnus.
Moreover, those who stood guard by his side were also figures impossible to forget.
The Lord of Fire and Blood, Marquis Yuris. And the Crimson Witch, Lady Scarlet.
