Endless Evolution: Last Star

Chapter 1623 1623: Failed Escape (Part 2)

Morok knew that, in the worst-case scenario, he would use the artifact to save himself. That was his plan of last resort.

Sure, Morok wanted to complete his mission. It would have had a positive impact on his status and career if he were the one to get rid of Adam Vinter once and for all. But it turned out to be far more complicated than he and his superiors could have imagined.

Things had gotten so bad that the only thing Morok could count on was that he would leave the Primal Lands alive.

Even Keranda couldnʼt stop him. Her artifact proved useless against him, but… Zargos had other plans.

Whoooooooosh.

At tremendous speed, in a flash of flame, Zargos appeared before Morok. His eyes widened in disbelief. He didnʼt understand why Zargos had done this, for to him it was a death sentence.

As soon as the rift closed, it would all be over for Zargos. He would find himself at the Befallen Crown alongside Morok. At best, imprisonment and torture awaited him there, but more likely a quick death.

”Doesnʼt he understand this?” Morok thought, looking at Zargosʼs confident smirk. ”No… Heʼs up to something!”

Strange as it may seem, once Morok activated the seal, he had no choice but to wait for the rift to close.

That was more than enough time for Zargos to devise a plan and carry it out.

”Huh, this artifact is a terrifying weapon, thatʼs for sure.” Zargos chuckled, feeling the pressure bearing down on him. ”My flame canʼt do a thing against this darkness.”

A gleam flashed in his eyes.

”Luckily, before fighting you bastards, I made sure to get enough power for this!”

The crimson flame surrounding Zargos had almost vanished. Under the artifactʼs darkness, it was being consumed at an incredible rate, but… soon, black particles appeared amidst his fire.

All the fire, all the gigantic volume that Zargos had at his disposal, was replaced by several black streams that paved the way forward for him.

Still, it was enough to cover Morokʼs face with primal fear.

”Thatʼs it, you bastard!” Zargos exclaimed as he grabbed Morok by the shoulder.

To tear open the rift, to destroy the darkness before him, he didnʼt need a bright light or a blinding flame.

All he needed was a more powerful and ancient darkness. The Dark Energy was better suited for this than anything else.

”NOOOOO!!!” Morok roared, realizing what awaited him.

He summoned his darkness, but against Zargosʼs black flame, it was nothing. His darkness couldnʼt even touch Zargos, for they were on two different levels.

CLASP!

The rift closed right before Kerandaʼs eyes.

”Zargos!”

But, not even a second had passed when space tore open on the other side, releasing Zargos, who was holding Morok by the throat.

BAM!

Zargos slammed Morok to the ground with all his might.

”GHA!”

A gush of blood spurted from Morokʼs mouth as everything before his eyes blurred away.

In a desperate attempt to avoid death, Morok decided to keep fighting. He struggled to his feet, looking up.

Two shadows fell over him, and the most terrifying of them was not Zargos, but his older sister.

”Looks like your artifact wasnʼt as useful as you thought, was it?”

She clenched her fist as space trembled, warping around her hand with purple waves.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

In pulses, the tremors spread through the jungle, filling Morokʼs heart with fear. He realized he had lost. There was no turning back now.

”Wait!” Morok cried out. ”We can still work this out! FUCK! Keranda! I was just following orders!”

However, there was not a hint of pity in her eyes.

”Hmm? What do you think thatʼs supposed to change? If you had been stronger, you wouldnʼt just have captured Adam Vinter, but you would have killed my brother and his servant! We both know thatʼs what happened!”

Realizing that Keranda wouldnʼt back down from her decision, Morok turned to Zargos, hoping he could at least come to an agreement with him.

”You! You defeated me! You should be the one to decide what happens to me!”

Strangely enough, Zargos nodded.

”Yep, youʼre right.”

A slight smile appeared on Morokʼs face.

Tap.

Zargos placed his hand on Kerandaʼs shoulder.

”But, I always prefer to leave important and difficult decisions to my older sister. Sheʼs the best at that.”

He grinned.

”So, Keranda, what are we going to do with this bastard?”

Keranda snorted.

”Argh? Isnʼt it obvious?”

She raised her fist, shielding her eyes from the sun.

”There can only be one outcome — death.”

Without hesitation, Keranda brought her fist down on Morok, who didnʼt even try to defend himself. Hundreds of years of his life ended in that very moment. He knew this just as surely as he knew he couldnʼt stop it.

BLAST!

A shockwave swept through the jungle, raising a cloud of dust and sending rocks flying in all directions.

The devastating gravitational blast left nothing but a deep crater and a bloodstain where Morok had stood.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Dark crimson drops fell from Kerandaʼs fist. She had killed several Lords today, and she would be ready to do it again if it were necessary to ensure her younger brotherʼs safety.

Zargos glanced at the scraps of black cloth, all that remained of Morokʼs coat, and turned toward a tall tree.

He waved his hand with a victorious smile on his face.

Rustle. Rustle. Rustle.

A minute later, Adam and Merra emerged from the trees.

”Sir, are you all right?” Merra asked with concern.

Zargos nodded, spreading his arms wide.

”Of course. I told you Iʼd win. Those bastards were stronger than the ones Goen fought, but Iʼm strong too! Hah!”

Merra pressed her palm to her chest.

”Thatʼs good. Iʼm glad you won.”

Keranda waved her hand; blood dripped onto the ground as she turned to Adam, staring intently at him with her amber eyes.

”The Dark Energy — my brother used your power, right?”

Adam scratched the back of his head.

”If I understand correctly, then yes.”

Suddenly, Keranda bowed deeply.

”Thank you. Nothing is more important to me than my brother.”

Adam shrugged.

”No problem. I understand you; after all, I have a younger sister too.”