All Chapters of THE VEILED MASTER: Chapter 141
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Chapter 138 – Chains of the Hollow
The pit howled like a wounded beast. The clash of Mira’s searing light against the Hollow King’s abyssal darkness shook the cavern apart, veins of crimson energy splitting open across the walls.The chained prisoners writhed, their voices a dreadful harmony of agony and awe as they were pulled tighter into the vortex of power.Mira’s body was screaming with pain. Every nerve felt aflame, her skin cracked with fissures of light as if she were burning from the inside.Her knees buckled, her breath came in ragged gasps, but her eyes blazed unyielding as she stood against the monstrous silhouette of the Hollow King.The thing’s form rippled, its jagged glass crown shattering and reforming in endless rhythm. Its voice dripped across the cavern, thick as tar.“You carry a flame that was not meant to burn here. A mistake. An intrusion. I will unmake it.”Its arm swept forward, a wall of shadows surging toward Mira. She thrust both hands out, a desperate cry tearing from her throat as her uns
Chapter 139 – The Break in the Chains
The pit convulsed like a living thing. When Kael’s blade tore through the fracture, flame erupted in a blazing arc that carved across the Hollow King’s domain. The cavern howled, stone splitting as torrents of shadow writhed away from the searing light.The Hollow King recoiled with a roar that split the air, its towering frame staggering backward, jagged crown sparking as fissures of crimson light tore across its form.Mira gasped, the chains crushing her chest slackening for the first time. She collapsed to both knees, clutching at the ground, her vision blurring from the sudden rush of air back into her lungs.Through the storm of shadow and fire, Kael stepped into the pit.He was barely standing. His armor was shattered, his body battered and broken, blood streaking across his face.Yet his human eye blazed like a furnace, and the flame of Ryven’s sword burned steady in his hand. Each step he took shook the pit, his presence carving a path of light through the suffocating darkness
Chapter 140 – Chains of the Abyss
The storm fell. Chains screamed down like a rain of black steel, thousands of them arcing from every corner of the abyss, each one tipped with jagged hooks burning with abyssal flame.They filled the air so completely that for a heartbeat, there was no sky, no stone, no light, only blades.Kael roared, Ryven’s sword igniting in a flood of white flame. He spun, cleaving through the first wave, each strike spraying sparks and molten fragments of shadow.Mira thrust her hands upward, light exploding from her palms, forming a barrier that spread in a wide dome around them. The first impact hit like a mountain.Chains crashed into the barrier, each strike cracking the dome, shattering light into a million shards. Mira screamed as blood poured from her nose, her body convulsing with the strain of holding.Kael threw himself against the torrent, hacking wildly, the flame of his sword blinding in the darkness. But for every chain cut, ten more took its place.The Hollow King’s voice rumbled f
Chapter 141 – The Hollow Crown
The abyss did not breathe. The chains were still. The fires that once raged in the pit guttered out, leaving only the low crackle of molten stone. A silence hung so heavy that even Mira’s ragged breaths seemed too loud, as though sound itself feared to move.Kael’s grip on Ryven’s sword trembled. The blade still burned, but dimly, the flame faltering as if it too were stunned by what now stood before them.The Hollow King’s towering form was gone. In its place, rising from the cracked stone, was a figure no taller than Kael himself. Human shaped. But not human.Its body was forged of shadow and light both, fissures glowing crimson across pale, almost flesh like skin. Fragments of the jagged crown floated above its head, orbiting slowly like broken moons.The face was half covered in darkness, half bared enough for Kael to see lips curved in a smile that chilled him to the bone.The figure tilted its head, as if testing the limits of its neck. When it spoke, the voice was smooth, almos
Chapter 142 – Shattered Skies
The abyss fell apart like glass. Kael dragged Mira through the chaos, his lungs burning, each breath like swallowing fire.Stone split open beneath them, molten rivers pouring upward instead of down, as though the world itself had lost its balance. The prison’s ceiling if it could be called that fractured into shards of blackened light, raining like razors.Every step was survival. Every heartbeat was stolen. “Kael!” Mira’s voice cracked, her feet slipping on the trembling stone.He caught her with one arm, hauling her forward even as Ryven’s sword scorched his hand. Its flame sputtered, as if it too fought to survive the unraveling.The Hollow King’s words still echoed in Kael’s head. You are the fracture. He bit down hard, forcing the thought back. There was no time. Not for doubt. Not for fear.The stone path before them splintered, opening into a yawning chasm. Lava surged like a living thing, roaring upward. Kael leapt, Mira clutched against him.For a heartbeat they hung in air,
Chapter 143 – The Hollow Crown(2)
The silence was unbearable. Kael stood at the center of the scorched crater, chest heaving, ash clinging to his skin. Mira pressed against his side, trembling, her hand gripping his torn shirt as if letting go meant losing him to the abyss all over again.Around them, the vessels knelt dozens, maybe hundreds faces hidden in shadow, their bodies marked with crimson fissures that pulsed like living wounds. Their eyes glowed faintly beneath their hoods, all fixed on Kael.They didn’t move. Didn’t breathe. Didn’t exist as individuals. They were one. And their one voice still hung in the air. All hail the Hollow Crown.Kael’s hand tightened on Ryven’s sword until his palm split, blood dripping into the scorched dirt. “I’m not” His voice cracked, raw. He tried again, louder, desperate. “I’m not your king!”The vessels’ heads lifted in perfect unison. Their glowing eyes locked onto him, empty yet suffocating. And as one, they answered.You are the fracture. The crown is bound to you. You are
Chapter 144 – The Fractured Throne
The storm of shadow and flame rolled across the crater, painting the night in flickering red and black.Kael stood at its center, Ryven’s sword raised, his corrupted half writhing violently against his human side. The fracture pulsed, a wound and a weapon all at once, feeding power into him even as it screamed for dominance.The vessels circled him, their eyes burning, waiting, kneeling yet ready to strike at the slightest command. Mira clung to his side, trembling. “Kael… you can control them?”He didn’t answer. Instead, he reached deep, letting the fracture flow through his mind, merging his will with theirs. It was intoxicating, terrifying every pulse a test of restraint. Every heartbeat a temptation to let it consume him entirely.The vessels stirred, responding to his mental command. They rose, eyes flaring, fists clenching.“Stay back!” Lyra shouted, charging forward with the resistance at her heels. Her sword blazed white against the red night, cutting through a vessel that lun
Chapter 145 – The Shadow of a God
The crater quaked like a living wound. Kael stood in its heart, Ryven’s sword raised, shadows boiling from the fissures in his flesh.Around him, the vessels formed a circle, their kneeling silhouettes outlined in crimson flame. Their chants faded into silence as the Hollow King’s colossal shape began to manifest above them.It was not a man this time.The Hollow King rose like a storm given flesh wings of abyssal fire blotting out the broken sky, a crown of jagged shadow suspended above a faceless head. Each movement shook the battlefield; its very presence crushed the air from Kael’s lungs.Mira clutched his arm, her breath trembling. “Kael, this isn’t like before. It’s… it’s stronger.”He didn’t answer. His human eye burned with determination, while his fractured one pulsed with corruption, both locked on the towering god before him.The Hollow King’s voice thundered through the crater, a sound that shook stone and marrow alike. “You cannot cage what is eternal. You are mine, Hollo
Chapter 146 – In the White Silence
The world had ended. Or so it seemed.Kael’s body was weightless, suspended in a white void that stretched forever in every direction. No ground. No sky. No sound. Only silence, so complete it felt like a living thing pressing against his ears.His chest rose and fell in shallow breaths, each one a reminder that he still existed. Barely.He looked down. His hand gripped Ryven’s sword still, but the blade flickered half crimson flame, half shadow, pulsing like a dying heartbeat.His body was worse: flesh torn and bleeding, patches of blackened corruption crawling across his veins like cracks in glass. He was breaking.Kael closed his eye, forcing the agony down. “Not yet… I’m not done.”When he opened it again, he wasn’t alone. Across the whiteness, a figure walked toward him slow, deliberate, inevitable.Tall, draped in shadowed robes that billowed without wind, crowned in jagged black flame. No face. No eyes. Only the presence, heavy and suffocating.The Hollow King. But not the mons
Chapter 147 – Shards of the Crown
The first thing Kael felt was weight. Crushing, unbearable weight. Not the kind of weight that pinned the body, but the kind that buried the soul.He clawed his way upward, dragging himself out of darkness that seemed endless, a pit with no bottom. His chest burned. His veins throbbed.And then air. He sucked in a ragged breath, coughing as his body slammed against cold stone. His eye snapped open. The battlefield. Or what was left of it.The ruins of the citadel were nothing more than charred rubble. The once proud spires had collapsed into jagged heaps, and the earth was split with glowing fractures that hissed with lingering godfire.Ash fell like snow. The sky was fractured, great cracks where light and shadow bled through, colliding in storms that made the heavens scream.Kael groaned and rolled onto his side. His body was broken bones cracked, muscles torn. The corruption in his veins had not vanished, but neither had it consumed him. It pulsed faintly, black against the human r