Chapter 380 - Isabelle
Chapter 380: Isabelle
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Angor frowned at his result.
Of course… Dark Castle would never do anything too kind.
The magic array was nothing deadly. Otherwise, the Krakoks wouldn’t have enjoyed peace for a thousand years.
But sometimes, “deadly” wasn’t the darkest abyss.
The sleepless night only existed around the altar at the mountain foot, while Hippocrotee had fallen into complete silence due to the lack of residents. There were only lone street lamps that provided some luminescence.
Angor looked at the quiet city again. No one would ever imagine what kind of darkness was hidden behind the peaceful illusion.
An entire abyss sat down there, gazing at anyone who dared to return the gaze.
“I know, right? There’s no way you can—WHAT?! You did? God damn it. You’re not pulling my leg, eh?” Shadow almost yelled that out. His hat already fell on the ground because of his overreaction… but Angor couldn’t see that now.
“I checked some of the critical runes. They more or less showed me the result. And I just needed a little bit extra confirmation.”
Shadow asked again and again. He finally believed Angor’s words when Angor was getting impatient. “Ugh, I see. So, whatever does that thing do?”
“Trapping and absorbing souls. There are several Bloodline-related runes in it. I think the magic array isn’t only restricted to Hippocrotee. It connects everything that has Krakok blood. A Krakok far away from here, across many dimensions, will always come back here, eventually.”
“You’re saying—” Shadow scowled.
“This place is Dark Castle’s soul farm, and the Krakoks are their livestock.”
To Angor, these creatures only enjoyed happiness when they were alive, which was presented to them by Dark Castle. After death, however, wicked fangs and claws would suddenly come out of their hiding place and eagerly devour their souls.
“I knew something like this is here, but I never noticed how they do it,” Shadow said as he snickered. “Maybe Isabelle did sympathize with the Krakoks by saving them from extinction. But to her, such kind deed deserved payback. An expensive one.”
“Expensive or not, we’re not the ones to judge. To mortals, death meant death. Who knows, maybe the Krakoks already knew about the magic array. They just don’t care.”
“Yeah… they’re short-sighted alright. Glad I learned about that. Do you know where those souls go to in the end?”
Angor pointed to the mountain temple. “There, probably.”
“I guessed as much. The core of the law is inside the temple too. I also saw the law ripples around the mountain to be pretty stable, so the power of law isn’t exhausted. But… why isn’t the power reaching out to the other islands if it’s sufficient?”
“Now that you mentioned it… I may have an idea. The Sorcerer’s Garden uses the souls as its energy source which sustains its law. But we have a problem here—mortal souls aren’t powerful enough to feed a law.”
“They have something to purify and refine souls?” They both reached a possible conclusion.
Angor nodded hard. This trip would be worthwhile if he could learn how to purify souls.