All Chapters of Legacy System: Rise Of The Richest Man: Chapter 131
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The door behind them sealed with a deep metallic echo, and darkness swallowed the world whole. The torchlight that once illuminated their path flickered out, leaving only the sound of their breaths and the soft hum of something ancient beneath the floor. William took a step forward, his boots echoing across what felt like an endless hallway. The air was dense—thick with the scent of iron and ash. Every breath felt heavier than the last. Lio cursed under his breath. “It’s like walking through smoke… only the smoke is alive.” Alyndra raised her palm and whispered a spell. A small orb of light floated above them, casting a dim glow over the corridor. The walls weren’t made of stone anymore. They pulsed faintly, like veins running through the body of something that breathed. Gareth ran his hand across the wall and quickly pulled it back. “It’s warm,” he muttered. “Almost like skin.” William’s eyes narrowed. “This
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Morning came quietly over the ruins of the Crimson Fortress.The fog had begun to lift, revealing the scorched landscape around them.Ashes drifted in the wind, carried from the broken towers that once touched the clouds.William stood on what remained of the eastern wall, his cloak fluttering behind him. The sun had risen halfway, yet the light felt strange—dimmed, as if something above the world was drinking it away.Alyndra approached, her boots crunching over the debris. “You’ve been standing here since dawn.”William didn’t turn. “I know.”She stopped beside him, following his gaze toward the horizon. “You’re thinking about that voice again.”“It wasn’t the fortress speaking,” William said quietly. “That was something deeper.”“The shard?”He nodded. “It called itself the heart… but it wasn’t lying when it said it wasn’t alive. It felt more like… a part of something vast.”Alyndra frowned. “Somethin
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The forest felt different that night. It wasn’t just the quiet — it was the kind of silence that made every step sound too loud, every breath too heavy. The moon hung low, stained with a deep crimson hue that stretched across the dark canopy like spilled blood.William walked ahead, his lantern flickering in rhythm with the faint whispers that brushed against his ear. Behind him followed Zara, Gale, and the priest known as Elder Ren. They had been traveling for hours through the northern ridge, tracking reports of a village where “the living no longer slept and the dead refused to rest.”The stench of rot grew thicker as they descended into the fog-coated valley. Faint lights shimmered below — a small cluster of huts surrounded by blackened fields.“This must be it,” Gale muttered, adjusting his bow. “Moonveil Village.”Zara’s expression darkened. “It doesn’t look like anyone’s lived here for years.”William didn’t reply. His eyes scanned
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The night stretched on long after the battle ended, yet the moon refused to fade. Its crimson glow still painted the clouds in bloody streaks, casting strange shadows across the ruins of Moonveil Village.William stood in silence as the others rested, his gaze locked on the glowing horizon. The faint chime still echoed in his mind — a reminder of the new sub-mission he had just received.“The Crimson Gate Awakens.”He didn’t need to see the rest of the system’s message to know what it meant. Every mission came with a price, and every price led deeper into the unknown.Zara approached quietly, wrapping a cloth around her arm where the wraith spawn had scratched her earlier. “You’ve been staring at that sky for too long. What are you thinking?”“That gate…” William said softly, his eyes narrowing. “It’s not just a name. The Gatekeeper was a fragment — a seal. Whatever it was guarding isn’t gone. It’s waking up.”Zara’s brows furrow
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The chamber thundered with a sound that was not of this world.From the half-open gate, black flames spiraled upward like dying screams frozen in air. The molten rivers around the chamber boiled violently, sending waves of heat that burned through armor and flesh alike.The Harbinger stepped out fully — a colossal being draped in tattered, burning wings. Its body was made of ash and bone, each movement cracking like splintering stone. Its face was hidden behind a jagged skull mask, and within the sockets burned a light that felt older than time itself.William stood at the front, his hand firm on his sword. His heartbeat was steady, even when the others could barely breathe.Zara struggled to keep her footing. “What… what is that thing?”Kael whispered shakily, “It’s the first general of the Crimson Gate. A Harbinger of Ruin. A single step from it could level cities.”William didn’t blink. “Then I’ll just have to stop it before i
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The next morning came with a silence that wasn’t peace — it was the kind that settled after something ancient had been disturbed. William stood on the balcony of the inn they had taken shelter in, overlooking the fading horizon. The world below looked calm, too calm for what he knew was coming. Wind brushed past his face, carrying the faint metallic scent of the dying gate they had sealed the night before. Zara stepped out beside him, arms crossed. “You didn’t sleep again, did you?” He didn’t respond. His eyes stayed on the distant horizon, where faint red clouds still shimmered over the far west. Kael joined them moments later, his long coat fluttering. “The energy readings are clear. Whatever’s brewing next… it’s not natural. The Gate’s pulse is traveling toward the City of Glass.” William finally turned. “How far?” “Three days if we travel light,” Kael said. “Two if we take the aerial path.” William’s lips curled slightly. “Then we’ll take the fast route.” Zara roll
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The waves were restless that morning. The sea stretched endlessly before them — black, silent, and deceptively calm. William stood at the edge of the dock, his coat fluttering in the cold wind. The scent of salt and decay filled the air. Behind him, Zara adjusted her cloak, glancing at the faint mist rising from the ocean. “Tell me we’re not diving into that,” she muttered. Kael, already securing a device on his arm, replied without looking up. “We are. The next gate lies beneath Neryth Deep — two miles under the surface.” Gale groaned. “Two miles down? That’s suicide.” Kael’s tone was calm but grave. “Not if we move fast. The Deep isn’t just an ocean trench. It’s alive — the pressure, the current, even the light. Everything down there moves with purpose.” William turned to him. “And you’re sure the third gate is there?” Kael nodded. “The readings don’t lie. The Gate’s resonance matches the same wavelength as the City of Glass. But this one… it’s older. Much older.” Wi
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The wind screamed through the mountains. Cold, sharp, and endless. William’s boots crunched on the rocky ground as he climbed the final ridge, the others trailing behind him. The Scarred Highlands stretched before them — a wasteland of black stone and broken peaks, streaked with rivers of glowing magma that cut across the land like veins. Zara pulled her cloak tighter around her shoulders. “You sure this is where the next Gate is?” Kael checked the glowing scanner on his wrist. “Positive. The energy readings here are unstable, like something buried under the crust is constantly shifting. It’s… alive.” Gale squinted ahead. “Looks like hell decided to build a mountain.” William didn’t respond. His eyes scanned the jagged horizon where dark clouds twisted like smoke. The entire land reeked of burnt metal and sulfur — the air heavy enough to make breathing feel like swallowing ash. Somewhere beneath all that, the fourth Gate waited. --- The descent began at dawn. They
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Smoke and dust drifted through the air like fog.The once towering ridges of the Scarred Highlands were now nothing more than collapsed ruins and molten rivers. Everything was silent—eerily silent. Even the crackle of flame had died away.William stood at the edge of the crater, his sword driven into the ground, its flame dim but alive. His breath was slow, heavy, and his face was shadowed beneath the soot and blood.Behind him, Zara limped over with Kael and Gale supporting her. Their clothes were torn, their faces pale.Kael broke the silence first, his voice hoarse. “We… did it. The Gate’s gone.”Gale spat blood to the side, his tone uncertain. “Gone doesn’t mean sealed. I felt that thing—whatever that general became—trying to drag us in before it vanished.”Zara sank to her knees beside William. “Still… it’s over for now, right?”William didn’t reply. His eyes were fixed on the horizon—on the clouds swirling unnaturally a
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The world trembled.From horizon to horizon, the sky cracked like broken glass. Golden light seeped through the fractures, and the once-steady sun flickered as though it were gasping for life.Wind swept violently across the valley, carrying with it the ashes of what had once been mountains.William stood at the edge of a cliff with Zara, Kael, and Gale behind him. None of them spoke. There were no words for what they were seeing.Above them, a crimson line split through the sky — wide, pulsing, alive.Kael’s voice broke the silence, laced with disbelief. “That’s not a natural tear… it’s like something’s pulling the sun apart.”Zara gripped her blades tighter. “You think that shadow thing caused this?”William’s gaze stayed on the glowing fissure. “It didn’t cause it… it woke it.”The ground shook again, harder this time. Loose rocks tumbled down the cliffs as birds scattered into the smoky air.Gale st