The Man's Decree

Observing Jared's apprehensive countenance, the elder smiled and elucidated, "Do not be afraid. I understand what you and the others have been through, but my younger brother is not the only one with control over this world. Our worlds have largely merged. If you all hadn't intruded, I would have remained within my thatched cottage, never setting foot here. I intended to wait until my soul remnant faded and my world crumbled."

"Then why did you bring me here, sir?" inquired Jared, confused. To prevent the resurrection of my little brother, of course."

"In that case, we can just go together. You'll deal with your brother while I snatch the Ice Soul Pill. Isn't that simple?" Jared was perplexed by the elder's decision to make such a simple feat appear more mysterious than it needed to be.

"You know my brother's power will be greatly reduced if he leaves the altar, yes? Do you think the same doesn't apply to me when I leave my own territory?" questioned the elder.

"Um..." Jared was momentarily at a loss for words because he didn't consider that.

Once we pass through this place, you'll see a whole new world." The moment the elder finished speaking, his figure vanished. Suddenly, Jared was left alone in

was supported by a few pillars. There was nothing ahead of him, unlike the first time he

traverse into the depths of the palace. After taking a few steps forward, he frowned because

step he took heavy and laborious. He was forced

his calves. Also, each iolite tile that he laid his foot on would crack. Could

and marching ahead. The pressure applied on him was getting more intense the deeper

any magecraft or magical items, he had to count solely on his physical strength and willpower to carry him forward. His shirt

Jared's legs gave way, and he dropped to the ground. He panted for a few moments before inhaling

appeared before him. He gazed at Jared with surprise.