All Chapters of THE HIDDEN FLAME OF LUTHERCHRIS: Chapter 141
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Chapter 141 — The Flames That Refuse to Die
The night sky above Eldoria was painted with streaks of violet clouds, swirling as if stirred by an unseen hand. A strange tension filled the atmosphere, one that made even the beasts of the forest grow restless. Collins Lutherchris felt it long before he reached the top of the ridge overlooking the city.His Flame Core pulsed softly in his chest, reacting to something distant… something powerful.Lyra arrived beside him in silence, her silver hair fluttering like a ghostly banner. She glanced at his clenched fists.“You feel it too,” she murmured.Collins nodded. “Something is calling… and it’s not friendly.”Behind them, Argo tore through the underbrush, armor clinking as he skidded to a halt.“The scouts returned,” he said, catching his breath. “There’s movement near the Obsidian Pass. A group of masked attackers… and they’re carrying something. Something huge.”Lyra’s eyes narrowed. “Do they carry the same energy we sensed?”Argo nodded once. “Yes. Whatever they’re transporting—it
CHAPTER 142_“The Silent Ones Close In”
The night sky above Emberfall Ridge churned with dark clouds, swirling as though stirred by invisible hands. Collins Lutherchris felt the cold wind biting through his cloak as he stood at the cliff’s edge, staring into the valley below. Ever since the attack on the Hall of Convergence, he had sensed something wrong… something watching him.But tonight, the feeling was stronger than ever.Rhea stepped beside him, her silver hair fluttering in the wind like strands of moonlight. “You’ve been quiet since we left the shrine,” she said softly. “What is it you’re sensing?”Collins didn’t answer immediately. He clenched his fists, feeling the faint pulse of the Elemental Core inside his chest.Its rhythm was… uneven. Not unstable—just disturbed. As if something was brushing against its energy from far away.“They’re following us,” he finally said. “Not openly. Not loudly. But they’re there.”Rhea’s eyes narrowed. “Silent Ones?”He nodded.The Silent Ones were a forbidden sect—mages who strip
CHAPTER 143_“THE SHADOW THAT CALLS HIS NAME”
The night in Eldergloom Crater was unusually still.Too still.Collins Lutherchris felt it before the others did—the faint vibration in the earth, almost like something buried deep below was waking up. His Earth affinity stirred on its own, responding instinctively.Beside him, Aurora tightened her grip on her crystal staff.“I don't like this silence,” she whispered. “The Crater is never quiet.”Raviel, the half-fae swordsman, scanned the fog-filled ravines. “We should keep moving. The relic we’re searching for is buried in the lower crevasse. The longer we stay here, the more exposed we are.”Collins nodded, but his attention was fixed on something else.A whisper.Soft. Almost too soft to catch.But it carried his name.“…Collins…”His heart thumped. He swallowed and tried to steady himself. “Did anyone hear that?”Aurora frowned. “Hear what?”“That voice… Someone called me.”Raviel raised a brow. “There’s no one here except us.”But the whisper came again—stronger this time, echoi
Chapter 144_The Shadow Behind the Light
The ground trembled long before Collins realized the danger wasn’t coming from the sky…but from below.A harsh vibration rippled across the clearing like an angry heartbeat. Loose stones danced in frantic patterns, the trees groaned as if something ancient pushed against their roots, and the very air shivered with cold dread.Collins tightened his grip on the glowing Fragment of the Fourfold Seal.Lyra stepped closer. “This isn’t natural earth movement. Something is forcing the ground to open.”Before Collins could answer, the soil cracked. A long jagged line tore through the clearing, splitting the center with a violent roar. A hot wind surged upward from the fracture—carrying the smell of burning metal and old magic.A hand—shadow-black and clawed—shot up from the opening.Collins immediately activated the Earth Pulse, shielding Lyra and Arix with a stone wall as the creature heaved itself out of the crevice.It wasn’t fully physical.It wasn’t fully shadow either.It was something
CHAPTER 145 — The Silent Watcher
The forest fell into a stillness so deep it felt unnatural.Collins Luther Chris froze mid-step, every sense in his body tightening like a drawn bowstring. The rustling behind him stopped instantly—too instantly. No creature halted movement with such precision.He slowly turned, flames faintly shimmering beneath his skin, ready to burst free.Nothing.Only darkness and the towering silhouettes of ancient trees.But he felt it.A presence. Heavy. Focused. Intelligent.The kind that didn’t simply watch…It measured.Collins didn’t move. The silence pressed against him like a weight.“I know you’re there,” he said calmly, though a shiver crawled beneath his skin.His voice echoed faintly between the trees.For a moment, nothing changed.Then—A low, almost inaudible hum rippled through the air, like a breath exhaled from the forest itself.The shadows between two trees thickened, gathering like a pool of ink.Collins instinctively stepped back, flames flickering along his forearm.A figu
CHAPTER 146— The Footsteps in the Dark —
The night pressed tightly around Collins Lutherchris as he held his breath. The forest had gone too quiet—far too quiet. The rustling behind him had stopped, but the feeling of being watched only grew sharper, like invisible fingers crawling slowly up his spine.He didn’t turn immediately. Instead, he let his senses expand, just as Elder Thandor had taught him.Earth… listen.Wind… feel.Fire… awaken.Water… flow.Four elements pulsed inside him, slow and steady, responding to his tension.The trees whispered again.This time the sound came from his left.Then his right.Then behind him again.It wasn’t the wind.It wasn’t an animal.It was intentional. Something—or someone—was circling him.Collins finally exhaled and spoke into the darkness.“Step out. I know you’re there.”No reply.But the darkness moved.A shadow detached itself from a tree trunk, sliding forward like living smoke. Collins’ flames flickered to life around his fists, small but ready.The shadow stopped.Then—slowl
CHAPTER 147 — The Thing in the Trees
The forest went completely still.Even the wind, which moments ago brushed gently through the branches, now felt trapped—held back by a presence that did not belong to the living world.Collins Lutherchris lowered his stance, fingers tightening around the faint ember of power resting within him. His heartbeat steadied, but every instinct screamed at him:Something was here. Something ancient. Something wrong.“Show yourself,” he murmured.The shadows didn’t move.But the silence did.A cold, crawling hush slipped through the forest, coiling around his ankles like mist. The leaves above trembled again—slow, deliberate, mocking. Collins’ eyes narrowed.Not an animal.Not a beast.Not a Spirit Walker either.This was something older.A presence brushed against his mind, not speaking, but probing—testing the boundaries of his consciousness, as though searching for cracks in his mental defenses.Collins snapped his will forward, forcing a spark of fire through his veins. The mental pressur
CHAPTER 148 – The Stranger in the Trees2
The forest remained death-silent.Not the natural silence Collins Lutherchris had grown used to—but the type that curled around his skin like cold smoke. The air felt tighter, heavier… as if reality itself was holding its breath.He didn’t move—not yet.Only his flame-blue eyes shifted, following the dark between the trees. The rustling had stopped, but the presence was still there. Watching. Waiting.“Show yourself,” Collins said quietly.The words did not echo. They simply vanished into the thick air.For a moment, nothing happened.Then a whisper drifted through the leaves.“You’re finally awake.”Collins stiffened.It wasn’t a voice carried by wind or spoken by a moving tongue. It was a voice that slid directly into his mind—cold, ancient, and layered with something that felt like flames trapped in ice.His instincts flared. Earth energy rolled under his feet. Fire pulsed in his palms. Wind curled around his shoulders like invisible wings. Water hummed like a river behind his hear
Chapter 149 – Into the Maw of the Unknown
The moment Collins Lutherchris stepped forward, the world shifted.Not violently.Not with the roar of collapsing earth or the blaze of uncontrolled flames.But with a quiet, deliberate certainty—as though the forest itself had been waiting for this single decision.A soft thrum vibrated under his boots. The air thickened, pressing against his skin like warm breath. The dim green glow that had guided him through the woods brightened, swirling into a faint spiraling path beneath the canopy.Collins inhaled.The scent of wet bark and old earth was suddenly overpowered by something stranger—burning embers, faint but unmistakable.His flame.Or… something like it.He clenched his fists.“Show yourself,” he murmured, voice low, controlled.A whisper swept through the branches.Not the wind.Not an animal.Not a monster.A presence.Then—A figure stepped out from between two towering trees, emerging with an unnatural grace.A cloaked silhouette, tall, draped in layers of dark fabric that