Chapter 2761 - 1186: The Master of the Masked Descends

Chapter 2761: Chapter 1186: The Master of the Masked Descends

"No, something’s wrong. This is definitely not ordinary lava. Ordinary lava wouldn’t melt repeatedly like this. It seems more like a spell controlled by someone!"

"A spell? Impossible! Even a legendary spell couldn’t contend against the spellcasters and Dwarves’ mystlock within a city."

"Could it be related to the disturbances on the surface recently? I heard the Marching Mountains have been engulfed by unprecedented wildfires, with the fire area covering up to two-thirds. Consequently, half of the natural pantheon has been dispatched, and since then, seismic disturbances have become frequent."

"Not good, Jeremy the Masked has escaped!"

"Damn it! Jamie deserves damnation. He’s disrupting public morale, pushing our city to the brink of despair. The Master of the Masked will bring divine punishment upon him. Chase him, dispatch our Ghost Law Enforcement Team, capture him for me dead or alive, bring back his soul!"

"Yes, Your Majesty Silent Black Panther."

"Your Majesty Silent Black Panther, this matter has completely surpassed what we can handle ourselves. I suggest we directly initiate the summoning ceremony to call upon Your Majesty the Lord of Mask for assistance in overcoming this disaster!"

"It seems this is the only way to save our city. Continue using divine arts to slow the spread of the lava. All masked ones follow me to the Agate Maze to summon Your Majesty the Lord of Mask."

Facing despair, this Dwarves city, although experiencing a certain level of panic and even some instances of fleeing, was far from reaching the point of hopelessness.

Because they still had an ace up their sleeve, which was to summon their True Gods they believed in.

These Dwarves Elves, draped in black cloaks like shadows, quickly gathered in a small temple.

The most striking feature of this temple was the dome covered in agates of various sizes, shining with varying glows and resembling stars in the sky at first glance.

Indeed, the arrangement of these agates was based on the starry sky above.

This represented their yearning for the surface and their lifelong goal of returning to live on the surface.

Under the leadership of the agile Dwarves Elf leader, the believers of Master Velen quickly stood beneath the agate stars, surrounding a black giant bowl altar, and recited prayers in unison: "Master of the Masked, heed our call."

"We will follow your teachings, act in secrecy, unite all Dwarves Elf sisters, and prepare to overthrow the tyranny of the Spider Queen, regaining the rightful rights and status you deserve in the world above."

"You are the sole ruler of the night, and all night races should believe in you, should adhere to your teachings!"

As the prayers continued, the agate dome in the Agate Maze truly began to change, subtly resembling the stars in the night sky.

This transformation in light and shadow made the entire temple more mysterious and shrouded in shadows. Unbeknownst to them, the number of people praying increased more than twice, and the shadows of the Dwarves Masked seemed to come alive, joining the ranks of prayer.

There were also many more terrifying and indescribable beings.

Far from fearing this, the Dwarves Masked prayed even more fervently, demonstrating even greater devotion.

Because they deeply understood the meaning behind this.

Their king, their lord, their god, the great Master Velen had already heard their prayers and fixed his gaze here.

"Please protect us, let our city avoid the danger of annihilation..."

Whump!

The black bowl-shaped altar at the center, surrounded by a group of Dwarves Masked, with a whump sound, fell into a state of blazing fire. However, the flames weren’t red; they were black.

A twisted humanoid shadow was burning and writhing within, emitting distorted, agonizing cries: "Your Majesty the Lord of Mask, I was wrong... Ah... I was wrong... I shouldn’t have abandoned my city... even less my siblings... fleeing alone."

"Please grant me another chance... Ah... I will definitely make amends... Redeem my selfish mistakes..."

"Praise Your Majesty the Lord of Mask; your divine power is everywhere!"

"Praise Your Majesty the Lord of Mask; you perceive all things in the world!"

All the Dwarves Masked prayed even more vigorously, with many harboring not only sincere awe and fear but also a fleeting sense of relief.

Relieved that they hadn’t foolishly made the decision to flee earlier, because the humanoid shadow currently wailing and screaming was the very Jeremy the Masked who had fled.

When the Master of the Masked focused his gaze here, not only were his crimes laid bare, but escape was impossible. No matter how far he fled, the Night Mask God would capture him and make him pay for his foolish actions.

"If your betrayal was to advance our great liberation cause, I wouldn’t punish you; I might even grant you unprecedented rewards and honor.

But if you abandoned your siblings for your own survival, then it is unforgivable.

Unity is our supreme weapon to tear apart the web of internal strife.

Only in this way can we completely overthrow tyranny, liberate all Dwarves Elves, and allow all siblings to gain equal status and rights.

Rather than squander strength in endless internal conflicts with hostile families, clans, and goals, we can grow strong, return to the surface, and reclaim what is rightfully ours!"