A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 399 Dumas Frostfallen

Archer was watching the Nightmare Ant Assassins and Tigers finish off the Frostfallen soldiers.

Once they were done he told them all the beasts apart from Scar to return to the domain. After they were gone he made his way into the palace.

He saw dead soldiers lying all over the place with pools of blood underneath them.

As he strolled through the corridors he noticed that it was nicely decorated with gold and other valuable materials.

Archer pressed forward in his stride, his heightened senses alert to an approaching threat.

In a swift response, he raised his wings as a protective barrier, just in time to intercept a powerful punch that slammed into it.

The force pushed him backward causing him to grow curious and excited. So he scanned the enemy after sending Scar back to the domain.

[Alad Elfroar]

[Human]

[Level: 601]

[Sovereign Mage]

Archer smiled when he saw the Rank of the human mage and wanted to fight him to test out his new strength.

Minutes passed In the corridors of the palace, Archer, and Alad faced each other, their eyes locked in a battle of wills.

The air crackled with tension as the two formidable opponents prepared to clash. Archer let out a low, menacing growl as he flexed his claws and the strong tail that swayed behind him.

His eyes gleamed with confidence as he braced himself for the fight. Opposite him, the Alad brandished two gleaming swords, their blades humming with magic.

The human elite was a formidable opponent, well-versed in both martial combat and powerful magic.

The man exuded an air of authority and power, his robes billowing around him. Alad launched the first strike, slashing with both blades in a swift and precise motion.

But as his swords met Archerʼs claws, they met an invisible barrier. His Anti-Magic skill rendered the humanʼs magic attacks useless, leaving the mage bewildered.

With a savage smile, Archer surged ahead, his claws protruding like sharpened blades as he directed a slashing assault at the mage.

Alad with a last-minute effort, barely deflected the attack with his blades. The two clashed in a blur of motion, their swords and claws ringing out in the narrow corridor.

Sparks flew as the mageʼs swords clashed with Archerʼs claws, and the very walls seemed to tremble under the force of their confrontation.

Alad unleashed spells with one hand, but each of them was negated by Archerʼs Anti-Magic, leaving no impact on the smiling dragon.

Archer continued to press his advantage, striking with precision and agility, his tail snapping out like a whip to keep his opponent off balance.

The Mage fought desperately, his robes torn and singed from the skirmish. As the battle raged on, Archerʼs predatory instincts proved to be a formidable combination.

He was the hunter, and Alad was the prey in a final, calculated move. Archer feinted to the left and with lightning speed, brought his claws down in a devastating arc.

Aladʼs swords tumbled from his grasp, their echoing clatter resounding through the corridor.

Seizing the opportunity, Archer thrust his tail forward, impaling Aladʼs chest. The mage cast one final glance at his victorious adversary before the light dimmed in his eyes.

With a last shudder, Alad succumbed to his fate, and he dropped the humanʼs lifeless body to the cold floor with a thud.

Archer looked at the man who had put up a good fight and shrugged as he activated Aura Detector to scan the palace.

He soon found the royal family and made his way toward them. When he got closer to them Archer saw a large door that led to the throne room and cast Eldritch Blast at it.

The family inside jumped back as the door crashed into the nearby wall. When the remaining soldiers saw this they rushed at him with their weapons raised.

But all Archer did was cast Mana Manipulation and slapped them with his mana. His attack sent them crashing into the walls knocking most out.

When the King saw this he stepped forward and pleaded. ʼʼYoung man. I donʼt know why youʼre here but I can pay you to spare my kingdom.ʼʼ

Archer looked at the cowardly human man and grinned before he answered. ʼʼOkay. Show me your vault and you may live.ʼʼ

The older man nodded his head like a chicken before leading him off. But as he followed behind he noticed an elf girl around his age looking at him.

She had long navy blue hair and green eyes which stopped him in his tracks. The girl reminded him of Alexa but the only difference was that she had a blue tinge to her skin.

Archer started thinking about his childhood friend but shook his head as he knew they would meet again one day.

Gazing at the girl, he wondered what type of elf she was as he made his way closer to the group, he opted to scan her to discern her elven lineage.

[Kaeda Frostfallen]

[Human/Frost Elf]

[Level: 55]

[Rank: Adept]

When he got close the Frostfallen king spoke with panic in his voice. ʼʼI thought you werenʼt going to kill us! Iʼm paying you!ʼʼ

Archer stopped walking as he turned to the king and answered. ʼʼShut up or I will kill you.ʼʼ

After conveying the warning to the king, he carried on his walk until he halted in front of the girl.

With curiosity piqued, he inquired, ”What exactly is a Frost Elf, and from where do they come from?”

The young girl seemed nervous and tried to reply, but her words were overtaken by an older elf woman. ”My family is linked to the Snowshade Kingdom in the far north, and I entered a marriage alliance with the Frostfallen King.”

Archer directed his attention to the woman, recognizing her as a full-blooded elf. Her skin bore a bluish shade reminiscent of ice, and her white hair held a subtle glimmer of blue.

He nodded with a smile as he spoke to the two women before walking away. ʼʼI look forward to meeting more of your kind. Hopefully, your royal family has a princess.ʼʼ

Archer continued following the king until he heard the young half-elf speak. ʼʼYes, they do. Her name is Sylvianna Frostweaver, the third princess of the Snowshade Kingdom.ʼʼ

Upon hearing this, his smile expanded further, brimming with anticipation to meet the Ice princess they had mentioned.

The king gazed at the young man and felt a wave of relief, convinced that Archer posed no threat to his family.

He saw the look on the kingʼs face before chuckling. ʼʼI wasnʼt going to hurt your family human. Iʼve just never seen a Frost Elf and grew curious.ʼʼ

The man nodded in acknowledgment before he resumed speaking. ”The Snowshade Kingdom is an unforgiving and icy land, but its people are resilient. They dedicate much of their time to battling the Forsaken in the far north.”

Intrigued, Archer posed a question, ”Could you tell me about these Forsaken?”

With a somber tone, the king disclosed, ”In the northernmost reaches of Pluoria, there were once three thriving kingdoms, standing as an enduring power of the northern lands. These kingdoms were known as Glaciaris, Iceveil, and Hrimhildr.”

He continued, his voice heavy with sorrow, ”However, a malevolent and unknown force descended upon them. It corrupted their people into twisted and nightmarish creatures. These abominations began launching raids into our neighboring realms, Snowshade and Nordvania.”

Archer listened attentively before asking with curiosity in his voice. ”What happened to these kingdoms?”

The Frostfallen king sighed, ”The three kingdoms now lie in ruins, their former inhabitants run wild. They pose a grave threat not only to our people but to the entire northern territories. We have been battling these Forsaken, as they are now known, for years, but their numbers seem endless, and their origins remain a mystery.”

When the king stopped speaking Archer spoke. ʼʼBefore the three kingdoms fall were they rich? And whatʼs your name human?ʼʼ

The man replied, ”I am Dumas Frostfallen, the tenth ruler of the Frostfallen Kingdom and yes the royal families were some of the wealthiest in the north.”

Archer nodded as they arrived at a similar metal door to the one he saw in Goldenvale. Dumas stepped forward and went to open the door but Archer stopped him.

Approaching the door, he cast Null Void, forming a vibrant violet bubble that swiftly neutralized the magic in the vicinity.

Dumas experienced a momentary panic as he felt his ring apparently disappear, though it remained securely on his finger.

With a committed kick, Archer forced the door open, revealing a series of imposing vault entrances.

His eyes gleamed with greed, only to snap back to reality upon hearing a chirp in his ear, courtesy of one of the Hydra sisters.

Then, Ellaʼs voice chimed in, ”Arch, the girls are eager to see you; theyʼve been depressed since your last visit.”

Archer chuckled to himself and, with a mischievous grin, opened a portal inside the Frostfallen treasury, leaving Dumas standing there in wide-eyed astonishment.

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