Akatosh's laughing madness echoes through the place, for one of the most powerful scrolls was on his hand. His injuries were severe but his feelings from garnering the item was nay exceptional. The moment he grasps the scroll; it was no denying that the item in his hand is the real thing the genuine feeling coursing through his mind as if speaking to him.

  A tattered paper scroll, as stains of blood etched at every corner, there were no written words no diagrams or signs to be seen no nothing at all. Yet he felt the consciousness of the scroll’s power as if he was holding a living god.

  Still on his hand; grasping the item he sits on the corner contemplating while curiously examining the scroll. It took him time till he realizes to unravel his enchanted weapons, as it was their enchantment was restored. Stuffing the scroll in his magic bag, he then strolls of the place since there were no items to loot no dead corps to plunder.

  “So how do you use the scroll?” Akatosh ask Amaragnum but there were no words coming from his partner.

  Acknowledging his silence, Akatosh continues his steps once they reach to where he found the frozen kobold.

  “Don’t come any closer!” Shouts the kobold who somewhat holding a spell as glimmering yellow orb resonates both in his hand.

  Swaying his eyes, he saw there were four kobolds surrounding him and through their appearance and clothes they are the exact copy of what’s in front of him. Bewildered, all manners of question running through his mind.

  “Rag… are we still in another dimension?” Akatosh ask in a telepathic way.

  “Might be… or we’re not in a dimension.”

  “Care to explain?”

  “This place must have been merge by different dimension trapping us in an endless possibility.”

  “Hey, talk to me or I release this spell.” The kobolds say cutting their telepathic conversation.

  “Um… I was sent by prince Vuldrig son of king Durvod to investigate this place.”

  “I see…” Sigh the kobold relief after hearing his words. “How many are you?” He continues dispelling his spell except the clone.

  “One… But let me ask you a question, do you remember yourself being crystalized?”

  “Crystalized? No, I haven’t… I’ve been wondering these halls for a month.”

  “A month?! Then what--” Akatosh stops, then begun processing his thoughts, “I notice you can utilize your magic abilities; did you find any odd circumstances?”

  “Yes, but there’s a twist in that.”

  “What kind of twist?”

  “A month ago, I was tasked in helping decodes what lies through this place but once we entered the fog, I cast some buff spell and my perfect image spell before we enter.”

  “And the result?”

  “When I exited the fog, I was the only one left and all of my magic buff was gone so too my perfect image… I did try going back but somehow I would return to this same place over and over again.”

  “Tell me did you encounter any enemies in here or any unusual situation?”

  “Hmm… I didn’t meet any single creature’s here though there’s one odd situation. I tried doing conjuration spells any type of spell that I know but it always somehow won’t summon any creatures.”

  “I see, URRGGGHHH” grunt’s Akatosh slowly as he sits on the corner. “Know any healing magic? I’m in a bit of trouble here.”

  “Don’t worry I’m good at healing--” The kobolds stop the moment he saw Akatosh injuries.

  Part of his gauntlet was melted, so too a flesh was slice; removed. But the intriguing part was the lavender burn spreading all over his body.

  “What creature could have done this?!”

  “Know anything about purple flaming golem.” Akatosh replies catching his breath.

  “The only creature I know from your words is a fire elemental.” The kobold replies conjuring his healing spell but somehow his spell slowly disintegrated. “How the—Why is my magic won’t even work but instead being dispel.”

  “Wait!” Shouts Amaragnum, “If magic won’t work same as the creatures we encounter, then what if we use a natural way of healing. Tell me, what kind of sensation are you feeling from your injuries?”

  “Well, it’s burning like hell.”

  “Didn’t you tried pouring water?”

  “Yeah, I did… It eases the pain a little but I was too hurt that I was looking for a fast way of healing.”

  “Then why didn’t you say it earlier you stupid moron!”

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  “Hey…” Akatosh implores at the kobold. “Do you have a bucket of water.”

  “I don’t but I know an area where there’s a lot of water, but what will you do about it.” The kobold says still trying to amplify his healing spell.

  “Take me to it, just take me to it.” A panting as his injuries begins climbing up towards his throat.

  The kobold didn’t say a word and quickly lifts Akatosh taking him away at a small pond of water. Not more than a four-square meters, its depth was just mere a few three feet deep. Then without hesitation Akatosh dives submerging his whole body. Thirty minutes had passed and finally the purple burn vanished the only left was his sliced flesh which is now curable.

  “Hey cutie pie, didn’t get your name?” Akatosh implores at the kobold.

  “Ignus… name’s Ignus.” The kobold replies restoring his chunked arm.

  “Ignus eh, so what’s your specialty?”

  “Nothing much, just a journalist. And you must be the one the dwarves are speaking about.”

  “I see… what the minute! Did you say you’ve been wondering this place?”

  “Yes, I did and I manage to create a map.” Ignus replies bring out a sketched map.

  “Could you follow me, there’s something I like to show you.”

  Following his hospitalization, the two went to where Akatosh took the scroll and surprise; the kobold was bewildered. Ignus was in a state of confusion since in his past time of lingering in this place he hasn’t encounter this area it’s as if it had changed.

  “Do you have a freedom scroll if not try asking the kobold.” Amaragnum says, “I can’t even enter other dimension to refill my belly.”

  “Ignus is it, do you have any freedom scroll?”

  “Freedom scroll, no it won’t work I’d tried it countless times but let me try searching it on my book.” Says Ignus opening his book and by Akatosh’s eyes he saw it contains vast writings, scrolls, bestiary as it rapidly turns the pages. “That’s unfortunate but I can create that kind of scroll.” Ignus continues ripping out a page, scribbling ancient text using what appears to be a golden quill.

  “It’s done, what are you going to do about this scroll.” Ignus continues handing the traveler the item.

  “Use it, I’m sure this time it will work.”

  Ignus was silent and used the scroll, putting it on the ground he then conjures a white pulsating disk on his palm. Hammering it on the face of the scroll, by then him and Akatosh was suddenly teleported to the original deep road and what meets them was a battlefield as countless dwarven armies are battling demons and unknown creatures. Lucky for them Akatosh was in full battle gear quickly drawing out his axe and sword for a two-weapon style. Eager to test his newly enchanted items Akatosh quickly dives into the battlefield delivering chaos as he slices and dice on the enemies, spilling their innards, axing their flesh.

  For the first time Akatosh felt the sensation of thrilling battles. Thunder and lightning echoes, his blazing sword burns his foes into charcoal. His glorious axe would slice his enemies even if their armor was six inches in thickness. Despite encountering a giant foe, a demon who’s head that of a goat but have serrated teeth similar to a shark. With four arm, two crab-like arm was at the back of its shoulder while on the lower was a human arm. Its torso was that of a human but have a leg that of a horse.

  “BRING IT ON BITCH!!” Scream’s Akatosh as he charges before the demon would finish his spell. Unleashing his razor whip entangling the demon, enabling Akatosh for a decapitation as he leaps towards the creature’s head.

  The state he’s in was pure discord as sounds of magic, weapons, screams of pain and agony all matter of battle sound are ringing his ears. Then out of nowhere, walking in all four ‘Nabassu’ emerge from the depths of the deep road. By Amaragnum’s sight, this was no ordinary demon for Nabassu are common on the abyssal realm.

  “Shii… Looks like we found ourselves a good opponent. It must have evolved itself by consuming other of its brethren.”

  “It appears so.” Akatosh replies seeing how its height was more than nine meters, as its mouth was dripping molten lava.

  The demon roars with its tremendous fiendish howl, spectating its pitch-black flames covering its entire body. A single flap of its wing sends a tremendous gush of wind knock backing who ever wasn’t fortitude enough.

  “Any tip handling that kind of demon?” Akatosh implores at his partner.

  “Many, we could banish it through its name if that we know of. Or we could dive into the fray and there are a lot of ways to end that demon.”

  Right before Amaragnum finishes his sentence, Nabassu steadily stands casting a powerful spell.

  “SUNBURST! This is bad that spell will erase everything once it expands!” Shout the stillmage upon witnessing the demon conjuring a blazing black orb similar to a sun.

  Using both hands the orb from the demon’s palm expands in mere seconds. And as it was, every living or unliving immediately disintegrated except the caster itself.

  “THEN DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!” Akatosh shout, summoning lightning if he can disrupt the demon’s spell. Yet no matter how powerful the lightning was, it simply overpowered by the fiend’s spell. Allied spell caster cast their offensive spell trying to overpower the devouring orb but it was naught.

  “Let me borrow your body.” Amaragnum said.

  “Do it!” Akatosh reply willingly let his partner borrow his body.

  Two in one body; seven meters from their distance on the incoming sunburst. Dropping both of his weapons the traveler with their shimmering palm; viciously they clap releasing a spell a time stop spell. When time stop, a sinister smile appears upon the traveler for Amaragnum was summoning ten spells in one cast.

  Summoning ten orbs dangling at their back and each of the orbs represents one spell. Taking a stance, Akatosh felt his body weigh a ton for the orbs quickly merge into one; riveting in his hand.

  “Tell your demon prince Amaragnum says hello.” A deep tone the traveler implores before hammering the unstable orb on the ground.

  Time resume and at that moment the ten-calamity spell unleashed by the traveler was instantly explode. The sunburst that Nabassu had cast was reverse within millisecond shrinking until it was dispelled. Moreover, the creature was flung nailing the demon as part of his right shoulder and wing was chipped as if a large creature bitten of its flesh.

  To his surroundings the horde of demons were disintegrated into sand. Nabassu who still have a life left moves its last muscle roaring towards Akatosh, yet before it could again charge for battle its body begun to crumble as pieces of its flesh falls down on the ground.

  “THERE’S MORE COMING!” One of the dwarf cries seeing two massive behemoths.

  As the two behemoth walks, they could see their form a malevolent form. A huge creature with two great ebony wings standing at thirty meters. The two had dark green skin and a long tail. Had a gargoyle-like form, pointed ears, and a muscular frame. And along them were endless demons thirsting for blood.

  “Round two?” Akatosh said and before he could dash out for who what comes next a golden bright light shines at his back.

  The light was so intense that he needed to close his eyes, when its finally tolerable he finds out the massive open road was sealed. From before they were facing an endless massive open road, now a large stone door was in front of them as two massive stone statues armored in plate mail stand at the corner of the gate. Not only that, mist begins to engulf the gate as if a liquid nitrogen was poured.

  Looking back, he saw Risha and Haiden holding what it seems to be an ornamented scroll.

  “That should be enough.” Risha says panting together with Haiden.