Chapter 164: Chapter 164: Bone and Dusts

“Wuuuu, wuuuu, wuuuuu…”

As Adonis blew into the instrument, visible ripples of violet energy expanded from him in concentric circles.

The moment the music touched their bones, they shattered into fine white powder, their lingering soul-fires snuffed out like candles in a hurricane.

​”Keep your distance, Millia! Their numbers are a distraction. Focus on the ones with the purple lanterns!”

Each time her daggers struck, she reaped the remnant essence, pulling the flickering souls into her blades to prevent them from reforming.

​”That is exactly what is happening!” Adonis replied, the flute never leaving his lips.

​Adonis changed his tune.

Buzzz! Buzzz! Buzzzz!

​As the fight intensified, a group of figures moved differently. They didn’t rush toward Adonis with mindless hunger. Instead, they took up positions on the rooftops, wielding bows made of bone and shields forged from cold iron.

​”Hold your fire!” a voice boomed from above.

Slash!

​”Who are you?” Millia asked, her daggers poised at the throat of a nearby rebel who had gotten too close.

​Adonis stopped playing for a moment, the flute resting in his hand. The air around him was still hot with Chaos energy.

​”Hehe heh, ” Kaelen laughed, a dry, rattling sound. “Spoken like a true king. But listen to reason, traveler. You are strong, but there are thousands more where these came from. The Master is funneling energy from the Golden Cube into the ground. He is raising the Old Guard. You can’t fight an entire history of death by yourself.”

“If they know the layout of the city, we can reach the Cube faster.”

It became clear to him that they didn’t just want freedom, they wanted a new power to fill the vacuum. They only saw him as a golden ticket, a weapon they could point at the Master to install themselves as the new lords of the Necro-Lands.

​”Fair enough,” Kaelen replied coolly. “Move out men! Clear a path to the sanctuary!”

The rebels fought with a desperate, practiced ferocity, using their knowledge of the narrow streets to ambush the Master’s reinforcements.

​As they neared the base of the colossal Golden Cube, the environment became thick with death energy.

Kaelen then added,

​Millia looked up at the towering golden walls. “How will we get in Adonis? It looks solid.”

It was like a divine lock, one he recognized from the very blueprints of the world he had once imagined.

​”They think I am their weapon, they think I am going to break the door so they can walk in and crown themselves.”

​”I’m going to play my trump card,” Adonis replied.

​”Kaelen!” Adonis called out in a booming voice, silencing the sounds of clashing steel across the plaza.

​The rebel leader froze, confused. “What are you talking about?”

​”You and the Master are two sides of the same coin. He wants the power to keep the world away, and you want the power to rule the dark. But neither of you realized that the one who created this cage is standing right in front of you.”

​”Chaos Ultima,” Adonis muttered coldly.

​The Golden Cube didn’t just open, it rumbke as the very laws of physics within the Necro-Lands began to rewrite themselves

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