The Rise of the Black Plain

2750  Queen Mylecent

Facing the cell of the Traitor of Uzira's sovereign family, Minos looked down the cave-like corridor where he stood. There, a woman almost two meters tall was tied by chains to the rocky wall at the back of her cell.

Black mist was escaping from the woman's body, while her breathing sounded deep, like that of a very overweight person.

But a few moments after Minos stood there, she changed her breathing rate, raising her head a little.

Minos saw this clearly, feeling as if she was looking at him through the black bag she had around her face.

"Minos." A mischievous, ancient voice reached his ears, making him flinch.

Feeling someone do the same thing he had already done to several others was not pleasant. Minos felt a shiver run through his body, which now no longer resembled that of the old man he had murdered earlier.

"Do you know me?" He asked as he took the first step forward.

She laughed a little, but answered him with pleasure, "I can't say I've had the pleasure. Someone told me you were coming. I just didn't expect you to arrive so soon. My boys are still away."

"Did someone tell you? A seer?"

"If you know the answers, why are you questioning me?" She asked, changing her tone slightly. "Oh, I'm sorry about that. But you should get a move on, or you'll have to deal with those three guys on your own."

Minos looked back, but there was no one there. However, he wasn't confused about who the three individuals she had mentioned were. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

'My level will drop in a few seconds. It's now or never.' He clenched his fists, but with no other way out, he had nothing to do but manipulate his strength while blending two of his special abilities.

With the ability of the Divine Seal technique, he created a small space in which his own laws were what counted. Then, with the ability from the technique he had learned last, from the level 124 fragment, Minos manipulated the space, distorting the grid and the chains around that woman.

She laughed as she felt his powers. "You really are strange, just like Ysolt said! But this is good. I finally have my freedom!" She felt her arms loosen as Minos freed her completely from her bonds.

She appeared at Minos' side a second later, having moved so fast that he could barely see her.

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For that instant, all the black mist in the area disappeared, while the black sack on her face revealed an expression that anyone would put on the opposite of death.

The Traitor was beautiful. She looked like an angel who had come down from heaven to cheer up the mortals who saw her.

Her cheeks were rosy, even though she had been imprisoned for countless years. Her white teeth seemed to reflect light in the middle of the tunnel-like corridor, illuminating the area. But the most striking thing about her was her silver hair, which only went down to her shoulders.

Despite her height, she clearly had to look up to meet the golden eyes of Minos, whom she didn't mind staring into for a few moments as she let her prisoner clothes fall to the floor, exposing her nakedness to him.

Her body was perfect. The torture marks had disappeared by the time she showed herself to Minos, revealing to him her best appearance, which was second only to the beautiful bodies of Ruth, Gloria, and Abby.

But Minos could see that she had something else, a strength that necromancers didn't normally show in their bodies.

"Do you know what else Ysolt said about you?" she asked, her voice leaving its previous state and becoming as soft as that of a good mother.

Minos was almost startled by the change in her tone and the way she introduced herself. Even more, the calm of this woman seemed to have couldn't help but make him feel uncomfortable.

"I have no idea. But seers can make mistakes. I constantly get to different places than my visions show me." He advised, before changing the subject. "Anyway, I think we're allies now. I hope I didn't make a mistake in setting you free."

"Oh, baby, that was your biggest hit so far. Don't worry, I won't hold you back." She put one of her hands on one of his shoulders and then squeezed.

"Magnificent." Queen Mylecent licked her lips as she smiled temptingly at Minos. "You have quite a powerful body. The bloodline of a true dragon. You'll serve me well."

"I don't know what you're talking about, but don't think nonsense," Minos narrowed his eyes as he took hold of one of her wrists. "I have to rescue my group and then we have to get out of here. Do you have a plan? Did that seer friend of yours tell you more about our relationship here?"

As they chatted briefly, Minos gave Mylecent, Queen for a Day, The Rebel, The Traitor, a set of women's clothes. She put it on while answering him. "Ysolt has talked a lot. But you can talk to her while you go and rescue your little group. For now, just try to stay out of trouble. I'm going to play a bit with my dear cousins while my boys catch up with us."

"How long would that be?"

"A few hours, I suppose."

"Do you know how I get to my people?"

"No idea, baby." She shook her head before turning her gaze forward. "You should hurry. You have about 60 seconds to run to your companions or fight by my side."

Minos wouldn't do anything as foolish as stay by her side and left without hesitation.

"I hope you can take care of the strongest in Cursed Rock. I'll pave the way for our escape when I have my group by my side."

"You'll certainly do that." She stayed where she was, stripped of her belongings, but doing very well now that there was nothing holding her back.

The formations in this place were making her cultivation seem to be at level 115, but, like Minos, she had her ways of ignoring this.

As she stood there, she would soon feel some of her family members surrounding her.

The men stationed in this prison precisely because of her emerged from different points in that deeper area of the prison, but none of them rushed.

"Mylecent!" said the eldest of them, who was at the absolute peak of level 124, one of the strongest men of the sovereign family on this continent.

"Segarus, I see you're not dead yet. Your blood really is cursed." She laughed at the sight of the one individual who had taken part in her imprisonment in the distant past. "However, it's time for you to become one of my soldiers. Your life is about to end, Segarus!"

The other two hesitated, aware that Queen Mylecent was second only to Eternal Death in terms of power and talent!