Cursed Immortality

Jacob was astonished as he walked toward the castle.

He didn't know why these many dark beings were told to move toward the castle. He felt this had something to do with the dark-armored being who had vanished from the throne.

Nevertheless, he could only march forward because those extraordinary dark beings on the pillar were looking at the marching dark being. Especially those two cloaked dark knights, Jacob didn't dare to show any flaw.

But if he looked at the bright side, he didn't have to sneak inside the castle anymore, and he might not get another chance like this if he missed this one.

Thousands of dark beings enter the ruined castle territory.

The extraordinary dark beings led the mark zombies and skeleton warriors toward the castle gates, and they entered the ruined castle.

Jacob noticed as they moved forward the number of dark beings behind them had become smaller because they were stopped at a certain point in a group of at least a hundred.

'So, they're garrisoning the castle just like the central area.' Jacob frowned slightly as he continued to follow.

At this moment, they were moving inside a spacious hallway when the dark beings in front of him suddenly stopped.

Jacob instantly knew it was the point where this group would garrison.

However, there were still over three hundred dark beings left, excluding the extraordinary dark beings. So, he knew they were going to stop in a deeper area.

Since he was already at this point, he didn't want to stop not in this place without any doors or anything at least.

He was paying attention to the interior as they were moving, and he knew they were probably at the inner castle right now or close to it.

If he wanted to have any chance to clear this place, he needed to investigate the deeper area where a royal family should live or the King!

So, gritting his teeth, Jacob moved as he crossed all those dark beings who were now standing still like statues. They didn't attack him and let him pass.

He finally escaped the group and followed the group moving ahead, but he slowed down. Since no one was paying attention, it was an excellent opportunity to ditch them while he still had the chance.

Jacob didn't know that the Sane Zombies and Skeleton Grand Warriors could use a special signal to command them that only a rare-level dark being could hear.

They were using those signals to stop a group of dark beings at specific points, but Jacob wasn't a dark being, so he couldn't feel those signals, nor did those extraordinary dark beings think that someone like Jacob was in their army.

Jacob's heartbeat and breathing were so low that even those extraordinary dark beings couldn't sense him as long as he won't appear too close to them.

As for those rare dark beings, their senses were not developed enough, and they only thought of Jacob as a zombie with different orders than them. That's how Jacob could still remain unnoticed.

Jacob slowly walked until he was completely separate from both groups in the rear and front. His eyes flashed with elation since he never thought he would get such an opportunity to enter this deep into the castle without much effort.

Just half an hour ago, he was feeling despair, but now he was feeling that he still had the chance to clear this entire thing now that he was in the castle.

At this moment, a closed door covered in a layer of dust appeared in his view at the end of the hallway.

Jacob slowly approached the door and stopped in front of it. He then took a deep breath and grabbed the old door handle, and tried to open it. To his relief, it was not locked.

In the silent hallway, the creaking sound of an old door being opened rang, which made Jacob's heart tighten, but he continued to open it.

When the door was open enough for him to enter, he quickly slipped inside and closed it.

Sighed in relief, Jacob looked around and saw it was a spacious room with a broken study desk and some broken bookshelves, and many tatter books were lying on the floor.

It was a huge mess, as if someone had thoroughly checked the place already.

Jacob smiled bitterly, 'How could those dark beings leave this place unchecked? By the looks of it, those dark beings were sure that this castle was a place where a trial condition lay, and they might've already found it.

'Maybe those extraordinary dark beings and that dark armored being been heading toward that place. If that's the case, should I follow them? No, I can fool those rare ones, but those extraordinary dark beings will instantly see through my disguise.'

Jacob fell into deep thought as he looked around the room, 'I'm so close, yet still too far. Then there is this language problem!'

Jacob now was feeling even more vexed that his biggest shortcoming was not his strength but his lack of language. He never thought he would resent such a thing in his life.

He tried to see if those books on the floor were in the common language of freedom plains. Furthermore, he picked up a blue cover book that looked intact and opened it, but alas, the pages were completely rotten, and the words on it were completely gone.

But he didn't give up and picked up another book since these tatter books still remained intact without turning into dust like the ones in the temple. This means that they were made with special materials as well.

Although that material was not as good as the two writings, he found in the temple. They were still good enough to keep those books intact!

While Jacob was searching for clues, a few hundred meters below him was a spacious underground room that looked exactly like the one where Livia led him where the skeleton priest was.

However, this place was ten times larger than the one where the skeleton priest was, and in the center of this room was a large stone throne and a stone statue sat on this throne.

In front of this Stone Throne was another statue that was kneeling, but the head was missing, so it was hard to tell the appearance.

Words in rune language were inscribed on the walls right behind the stone throne. While on the left, right, and ceiling were murals. Furthermore, the floor was filled with all kinds of books and scrolls.

Right in front of this throne was an opening and a staircase which led upward.

At this moment, heavy footsteps like metal clashing with stone rang in the silent room.

A cloaked figure who was standing in front of a mural holding a book in his hand jolted out of his daze when he heard those footsteps. He moved his cloaked head toward the entrance as two ghastly blue flames lit under the cloak.

The tall armored Lich King stepped inside the room at this moment.

The cloaked figure trembled slightly before he vanished from his position and appeared kneeling in front of the Lich King.

He respectfully greeted, "Your eternal servant Wight Minister is at His Majesty's service!"

"Rise!" The Lich King stated before he moved toward the stone throne while he observed the murals.

The Wight Minister kept his head low as he followed behind the Lich King. He didn't dare to distract the King's thinking process.

Wight Minister's bone finger suddenly shimmered in blue light before the scatter books magically started to fly out of the Lich King's way and bundled into a corner.

The Lich King didn't seem to bother as he continued to move. After giving a deep glance at the throne and the headless kneeling figure. He moved behind the throne and looked at the wall with the rune language.

The Lich King was already quite familiar with dark ruins condition since this place was very important to his conquest to rule the entire rare plains.

While the other time, he waged war on the magic beasts in the rare wilderness plains and increased the dark being's prowess.

There was only one phase written on that wall, and the Lich King could easily read it since Dark Beings were not unfamiliar with rune and philosopher's languages. They had their own means to acquire knowledge from higher plains like the living.

The phrase read, 'My Salvation lies under King's Dignity and Lord's Blessing.'

However, he didn't speak this phase out loud because whoever did in the past was turned into dust, and the Dark Beings had lost a valuable Dark Knight to learn this fact!

The Lich King finally spoke while his face still facing the phase, "Any progress on how to break the shackle here?"

The Wight Minister quickly replied respectfully, "I have already been informed of our current situation by Lich Minister. I'm very close to deciphering this riddle. The answer lies in the murals. Please take a look at my research, Your majesty!"

A black book suddenly flew toward the Wight Minister!