All Chapters of Rise Of The Mage King: Chapter 61
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Chapter 61
The wind at the edge of the Empire was not like the wind in the slums. In the slums, the wind was weak. It carried the smell of smoke and old trash. But here, at the border of the high lands, the wind was a giant. It roared through the canyons. It carried the scent of cold metal and ancient magic.Drogo Payne flew through this wind. His massive wings, made of obsidian stone and purple-white fire, beat slowly against the air. He was a dark shape against the gray clouds. Below him, the mountains were sharp like the teeth of a dead beast.In his mind, the mini-map glowed. The red icon of the Radiant One was still far away. But there was something else in his path. Something huge.[OBJECTIVE REACHED: THE IRON WALL.][DESCRIPTION: THE FIRST SEAL OF THE CAPITAL. A FORTRESS BUILT TO STOP GODS.]Drogo slowed down. He hovered in the air, his violet eyes narrowing.In front of him, the mountain range simply stopped. It was replaced by a wall. It was not a wall made of stone. It was a wall of
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The mages tried to cast their spells. But they were too close. Drogo moved like a shadow. He grabbed a mage by the head and crushed the skull. He swung his massive wing, and the sharp obsidian edge cut through five men and their armor as if they were made of paper.Crunch. Splash. Rip.Drogo was a whirlwind of black stone and red blood. In ten seconds, thirty mages were dead. But there were four hundred and seventy left.They began to surround him. They formed a circle. They held their staves together, creating a cage of lightning around Drogo."Trap him!" Kross ordered. "Drain his life!"The lightning hit Drogo from all sides. It was painful. It was slow. Drogo realized that fighting them one by one would take hours. He could feel the Radiant One getting closer. He could feel Tiana’s spark getting weaker in the North. He didn't have hours. He had minutes.[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION: COMBAT EFFICIENCY LOW.][SUGGESTION: USE AREA-OF-EFFECT (AOE) ATTACK.][NEW ABILITY UNLOCKED: ABYSSAL MIAS
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The Iron Wall was gone. The great metal shield of the Empire lay in the canyon like a broken toy. But Drogo Payne did not stop to look at his work. He could not stop. Every second he waited, the Academy was doing something to Tiana. Every second he breathed, the "Dawn-Siphon" was drinking her life.Drogo flew through the iron dust. His wings were heavy, but they were strong. He followed the mini-map in his mind.[DISTANCE TO BLACK SPIRES: 150 MILES.][NEXT OBSTACLE: THE BRIDGE OF SIGHS.]The mountains ahead grew even taller. They were not gray anymore. They were black and jagged, reaching up like the teeth of a giant. In between two of the highest peaks, there was a gap. It was a canyon so deep that no light ever reached the bottom. It was called the "Endless Fall."Spanning across this canyon was a bridge.It was called the Bridge of Sighs. It was a masterpiece of ancient stone-work. It was two miles long and only fifty feet wide. It looked like a thin white thread tied between two
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The Gilded Highway was the pride of the Empire of Solara. It was a road made of white stone that stretched for hundreds of miles, connecting the rich cities to the Great Capital. Usually, it was full of life. You would see golden carriages pulled by six white horses. You would see merchants carrying silk, spices, and glowing mana-crystals. You would hear the sound of laughter and the clinking of coins. But today, the Gilded Highway was a place of fear.The news of the Iron Wall’s fall had spread like a fire in a dry forest. The Bridge of Sighs was gone. The Sun-King’s own flagship had been sighted in the North, locked in a battle with a "Dark Star." People were fleeing. The rich were trying to get into the capital’s high walls, and the poor were trying to hide in the woods. And in the middle of this chaos, a lone figure walked.He did not ride a horse. He did not have a carriage. He walked with a slow, heavy rhythm that never changed. He wore a tattered black cloak that was shredded
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Drogo looked at them. His violet eyes did not blink.[SYSTEM MESSAGE: POTENTIAL SUBORDINATES DETECTED.][UTILITY: LOW.][SUGGESTION: CONSUME FOR MANA OR DISCARD.]Drogo felt the hunger in his chest. The [Abyssal Archive] wanted to eat them. To the Archive, these were just twenty small batteries. If he ate them, his mana would go up by 2%. It was efficient. It was logical. But Drogo didn't move his hand.He looked at the girl with the wooden doll. She was staring at him, her eyes wide. She wasn't cheering. She was afraid. She could see the monster beneath the cloak."I am not a lord," Drogo said. His voice was cold. It was a warning. "And I am not leading you anywhere.""But we have nowhere to go!" the old man said, tears running down his wrinkled face. "The Solaris Guard will find us! They will put us in new chains! Please, Lord! Protect us!"Drogo took a step toward them. The ground beneath his feet turned to gray ash. The air grew even colder. "Run," Drogo said."But—""RUN!" Drogo
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The Solarium was the highest room in the world. It sat at the very top of the Palace of Light, a tower so tall that the air was thin and cold. The walls were not made of stone or wood. They were made of living glass. Through the glass, one could see the entire world below—the green forests, the blue oceans, and the golden cities. But from this height, the people were so small they could not be seen. They were less than ants.In the center of this room sat a throne of white fire. And on that throne sat Emperor Solaris.The Emperor did not look like a man who was growing old. His skin was a perfect, shining bronze. His hair was a mane of white-hot wire. But his eyes were the most terrifying thing about him. They were two miniature suns. They did not have pupils or iris. They were just burning white spheres. When he looked at a man, that man felt as if his very soul were being weighed on a scale of fire.Solaris was not happy. He sat perfectly still, his hands gripping the arms of his
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The open fields of the Northern Province were once beautiful. They were filled with tall, blue grass and silver flowers that glowed softly at night. But as Drogo Payne walked through the center of the field, the beauty died. His very presence was a poison to the world. Where his obsidian feet touched the ground, the blue grass turned to gray ash. The silver flowers shriveled and vanished.Drogo was alone. Vane and the Dregs were far behind, hiding in the shadows of the mountains. He had told them to stay. This was not a battle for an army. This was a meeting between two ends of a long story.Above him, the sky was not blue anymore. It was a terrifying, brilliant white. The clouds had been pushed away by a force no human could understand.Drogo stopped in the middle of the field. He was ten miles away from the Black Spires. From here, they looked like five needles of shadow sticking out of the earth. And at the top of the center spire, he saw a spark.It was Tiana.He could feel her.
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The crater was a quiet place, but it was a place of ghosts. The glass on the floor was still hot. It glowed with a soft, orange light. In the center of the dark mirror, Drogo Payne, the Void-Revenant, stood up. He was not okay.The Solar Flare had been the biggest magic attack in history. It was meant to turn him into a memory. It had hit him with the power of a thousand suns. He had survived. He had evolved. But there was a price. The light had not filled him. It had worked like a giant vacuum. It had pulled every drop of his own dark mana out of his body. It had left him as a perfect, empty, and starving hole.Drogo’s new body was eight feet tall. He was thin. He was obsidian-black. But he was hollow.Inside his head, the Abyssal Archive was no longer a book. It was a roar. It was the sound of a million mouths opening and closing.[CRITICAL STARVATION DETECTED.][MANA LEVELS: 0.001%.][STATUS: BERSERKER STATE INITIALIZED.][OBJECTIVE: EAT. EAT. EAT.]Drogo did not think about Tian
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The High Spire was the tallest of the five needles of stone. It reached so high into the sky that the clouds moved around its middle like a white scarf. At the very top, there was a room called the Apex Chamber. It was a place of perfect, freezing beauty. The walls were made of white marble, and the floor was a single sheet of silver.In the center of this room, there was a machine. It was called the Dawn-Siphon. It looked like a giant clock made of crystal and gold. It was humming, a low, buzzing sound that made the air feel heavy.Tiana was in the middle of the machine. She was not standing. She was held in the air by five rings of Sun-Iron. The rings were clamped around her wrists, her ankles, and her waist. Every time she moved, the metal burned her skin. The Sun-Iron was designed to hold magic. It was pulling on her soul.Tiana was pale. Her silver hair, which used to be so bright, now looked like old ash. Her eyes were half-closed. She was tired. She had been in the machine fo
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The air around the Black Spires did not feel like normal air. It was thick. It was cold. It felt like walking through deep, black water. Drogo Payne, the Void-Revenant, stepped onto the Great Bridge. This bridge connected the mountain peaks to the base of the High Spire.Drogo looked like a nightmare made of obsidian. He was eight feet tall. His body was thin and sharp. His skin did not reflect the light. It swallowed it. Behind him, his Void-Ribbons flowed in the air like black silk. He was a monster, but he was a monster with a goal.Tiana was at the top.He could feel her. Her Dawn Magic was a bright, pulsing heat in his mind. But as he took his third step onto the bridge, the world stopped moving.CLANG.The sound was so loud it made Drogo’s head spin. It was the sound of a giant foot hitting the stone.From the shadows of the Spire’s entrance, a man walked out.He was not like the other Inquisitors. He was not thin or elegant. He was a giant. He stood nearly nine feet tall. He