The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6512

Deep inside the vortex, faint starlight flickered.

"Those were not stars in the sky.

They were the seams between different spatial planes, the entrance to the Endless Void."

"An ancient, boundless aura poured out of the vortex.

It was the aura of the void, a presence older than any world."

"The void passage is open."

"Morgana slowly withdrew her hands. Her voice sounded even paler than before, and fine beads of sweat had gathered across her forehead.

""It can only hold for thirty breaths. Any longer than that, and even I cannot sustain it."""

She paused, then added, "The exit of the passage is in the northern Wastelands of the Sixteenth Firmament, about a thousand miles from the Celestial Alliance great hall. That distance will not alert their wards, and it will not make you run too far."

"She took a silver-white fox-gate token from inside her robe and handed it to Jared.

""When you come back, use this token."""

"The token was about the size of a palm.

Its material looked like jade and yet not quite jade, and it was cold the moment it touched the hand."

"A nine-tailed fox was carved onto the front of the token.

On the back, a complicated sigil had been etched into the surface."

"The moment Jared accepted the token, he could clearly sense the force of Space Law contained inside it.

Morgana had infused that power herself, using it to form some kind of perception between them that could cross space."

"Pour spiritual power into the token, and I will sense it from Beastmoor Ridge. I will open the passage for you again. But remember..."

Morgana looked at him, and her voice suddenly hardened. "The passage can only be opened once. The power contained in this fox-gate token is only enough to support one cross-realm teleportation. If you meet danger in the Sixteenth Firmament, use it to come back. But if nothing happens to you, stay there and continue your fight. Do you understand?"

"Jared secured the token and sent it into the deepest part of his Storage Ring.

""Thank you, Your Majesty."""

Morgana shook her head.

"She said nothing for a very long time.

The wind moved through her long hair, and the white strands drifted in the void."

"She looked as if there was something else she wanted to say.

In the end, she only met Jared's eyes and spoke each word clearly. ""Come back alive. I cannot be without you."""

"She paused.

""I only just tasted what it feels like to be a woman. I do not want to taste it only once."""

Jared knew exactly how much weight those words carried, coming from the mouth of the vulpine queen.

"He did not say anything more.

He only gave a solemn nod. ""I will. After I come back, I will let you taste what it feels like to be a woman every day."""

Then he turned and walked toward the void passage.

His blue-green robe snapped hard in the wind.

"At his waist, the Dragonslayer Sword let out a low hum.

The violet radiance along the blade grew brighter and brighter."

"His pace was not fast.

But every step landed with certainty, like a sovereign walking toward the battlefield."

Wellspring stood at the edge of the passage, his eyes already rimmed red, every breath pulled tight.

"He took two steps forward, then stopped.

He took another two steps, and stopped again. ""Aureate Heir! Are you truly going? Let your servant go with you!"""

The words came out almost as a roar.

"No." Jared did not look back. His voice stayed calm, still as an old well. "Beastmoor Ridge needs you. Stay here and help Her Majesty hold this place. That is an order."

Master Wellspring's steps stopped dead.

An order.

The Aureate Heir had called it an order.

He stood rooted where he was, as if someone had nailed him to the ground.

"He watched Jared's back draw farther and farther away.

He watched that solitary figure reach the edge of the void passage. He watched Jared lift his right foot and step straight into the black vortex."

"The void passage clenched inward.

The vortex seemed to come alive, swallowing Jared's shadowing figure in one bite."

"Violet radiance tangled with the black void.

Then, little by little, it faded away."

"The silver sigils went out one after another.

They died from the last to the first, each one following the order set for it."

"After all 49 ring-shaped sigils dimmed, the stone dais returned to its original state.

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