The cohort enjoyed their breakfast under the morning sunlight while talking about their plans to defeat the final boss of this Island. They didn’t have much information about him, but it was still good to plan as much as possible.
The river seemed to come alive as the waves grew larger and began to slam on the beach with their powerful might.
At first, Veer ignored it but soon noticed it touching their feet. Combining with what Elizabeth told them, it didn’t look like a good sign.
As if hearing his thoughts, something slammed against the sands or maybe it was carried solely by the terrifying waves. As the waves receded, they saw a large whale lying on the beach.
It was so huge that it dwarfed them easily. However, it wasn’t moving at all.
Things didn’t end there as many aquatic creatures began to come ashore carried by the waves and sometimes by their own will. In just a matter of seconds, the whole beach looked like a exhibition of dead Aquatic Creatures.
Veer sighed and stood up, "They’re probably scared of that big guy after feeling it’s aura, just like Seisha did. Let’s go. We can’t stay here any longer."
Others agreed with him and quickly packed up their things. After around ten minutes, they left the beach which was filled with even more creatures.
As they traversed the jugged terrains of the Floating Islands, they didn’t even bother slowing down in fear of anything. They had to make up for every second that passed, as the moment the sun goes down, it would spell their doom.
In the rivers, there was the Leviathan and on the grounds, the mist would eat them alive. They simply had no other choice but right the final boss before evening.
As they had ascended to the Advance Stage, their speed was naturally very high so they reached the centre in just around two hours.
The absence of Magical Creatures certainly helped them, as the only worry for them was the creature who killed those students.
But they hadn’t encountered it since the day they arrived here so they just hoped it stayed the same way.
Before reaching the centre, they stopped on top of a small hill, from which they could easily see the centre of the island. It was as Rain had told them, completely covered in gray mist.
The mist was dense and covered the centre in a circular pattern. If Rain hadn’t told them about the gap between the circles, they would have expected the Mist to be the final boss.
"I guess, we can’t do anything from here," Veer muttered. "We need to go down and see that bastard for ourselves."
Others shared the same thoughts so they quickly went down the greenery and reached the plains on which the mist was sealed.
Sensing them, the mist grew restless and began to roar, moving around within it’s constraints. It would have ripped them apart of it wasn’t because of the barrier.
Veer along with Rain especially felt the hostility, as he was the one who dealt the most damage and Rain had basically devoured it’s essence.
"Yo, long time no see friend," Veer smiled at the mist and waved his hand.
The mist didn’t seem to like his greetings, as it grew taller in height and began to take a shape of a tornado. Unfortunately, it couldn’t go out of the barrier.
Veer gave a middle finger to the mist and began to walk adjacent to it. Soon, he found the gap Rain had mentioned and stopped.
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His heartbeat was rapid, as he was going to face to face with a Saint Stage, yet again. Even if he had faced one before, the danger was equally there.
Even if he had Ascended to the Advance Stage, Veer still felt fear from the final boss, as there wasn’t any difference between Intermediate and Advance Stage for a Saint Stage powerhouse.
Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward and turned to his right, finally seeing the being who was imprisoned on this floating islands. The being who had fought in the doomed war of the Dark Era.
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Veer felt a cold chill sending shivers down his spine, as he met the elf’s golden eyes, which were looking right at him, full of amusement.
The Final Boss was an imposing, tall Elf sitting on a grand throne isolated from the ground. His skin was dark as obsidian, with starts like sparkles randomly painted around.
He only wore a light tunic, that didn’t even try to hide his chiseled figure. His golden eyes looked at Veer, as his mouth opened to speak only a few words.
"Welcome, Outlanders. I hope my pets didn’t disturb you."
’He is Corrupted, but can corrupted even speak and think rationally?’ Veer signalled his group to stay back while he himself walked forward to be right before the gap.
Of course, he wasn’t daring enough to enter it. He just stood there and smiled, "Thanks a lot. I’m glad to see a fellow elf here."
"Ho? I’m quite surprised you Ainsworths actually didn’t recognise me," the dark elf rubbed his chin and said. "After all, I did save your clan once so the least I expected was to be remembered, but I guess that’s too much to ask for."
"You can blame my birth for that. I am a bastard, after all," Veer said, ready to take out the metal plate any moment.
However, there was something holding him back. He had finally found someone who could answer his questions, someone who had lived from the Dark Era and was sane Enough to talk.
The man frowned and looked closely at Veer, his gaze piercing through his body and soul. His eyes suddenly widened, as he had discovered something too surprising.
Then, he burst into laughter, his loud laugh echoing everywhere. Veer didn’t disturb him and let him laugh for a good minute before he calmed down and looked at him, once again in amusement.
"I never thought you prideful bastards would actually fuck those demons," the dark elf chuckled and said. "That’s actually rarer than finding The Blasphemy Slate."
"So, you know about my bloodline?" Veer asked, hopeful that finally someone would give him the answer he needed.
"Ah! You’re actually the first group I’ve met in thousands years, so I guess I can entertain you," the dark elf said. "But are you sure you want to hear it from a Corrupted being? Maybe this is all just a hallucinations?"
"It’s not," Veer smiled and said. "I don’t know if you’re saying truth or not, but I can say for sure that you aren’t corrupted, well, not entirely atleast."
There was a reason he was so confident and also asking questions. He had something almighty with him, after all.
[Name - Sikander Akber]
[Race - El-Phair Elf]
[Mana core - A+]
[Corruption - 40%]
After his Ascension to the Advance Stage, he unlocked a few more features, or maybe it was because he was in contact with corruption for a while, but he had unlocked this new interface.
He could now see power level of others even if they were higher stages than him and also see if they were corrupted. He had observed how the system seemed to always favour him and this just helped his guess.
Sikander laughed once again at that and said, "Your eyes tell the confidence so I’m guessing you have some abilities to see this."
"Well, you are still Corrupted, just in a weird way which I can’t understand," Veer scratched his neck and said. "So, care to tell us some details or we need to fight?"
"I will not be fight you, don’t worry," Sikandar smiled and said. "I once swore that I will never attack of your blood and Sikandar is not someone who goes back on his word."
He looked at the sky and said, "It’s not like I can fight you even if I want anyway. How about you answer some of my question first before I answer yours?"
Veer didn’t see a problem with that so he shrugged and said, "Sure!"
"Good! Is my blood still there?" Sikander asked.
Veer looked a little hesitant but decided to be truthful, "No! I don’t remember much of your kind, but I do think I’ve read about El-Phair Elves in one book. Unfortunately, the book was about the extinct races."
Sikander didn’t send surprised at his words, as he simply sighed and said, "That’s unfortunate. I never thought i would be the last of my kind."
"I mean, if there are records of your race then it means they did survive the Dark Era," Veer said. "They just probably died in the aftermath."
"Wars, especially like the Doom War, always leave the world scorched and in a state where life cannot sustain," Sikander sighed and then asked. "What about your clan?"
"My Clan actually has produced a False God so we are currently ruling over one of the continents," Veer answered.
"Your blood is thick, so I’m guessing you’re from the main bloodline?" Sikander asked.
"Yes, I’m directly related to the False God," Veer said.
"Then it’s even more amusing that your father actually dared to fuck those runts."