HP: Embrace the Darkness

The research on the magic circle was not smooth.

After stumbling to study the first small magic circle, Artes did not study the next one, but stopped and sat quietly next to the ice coffin in confusion.

He knew that his current state was not right. No matter how much he studied, it was a waste of time. He might as well take a rest first.

This sitting lasted two hours.

The ice coffin exuded a faint cold air, and a white mist shrouded it, wrapping the man sitting next to it.

Aces is cold, but his heart is even colder.

The bone-gnawing coldness was no longer resisted by the warm body and fur of the black panther, and in an instant, it froze to the bottom of his heart.

"It's really...so cold."

The man sitting beside the ice coffin muttered to himself.

He curled his fingertips numbly, and a few tufts of black hair were exposed from between his fingers. The soft touch was like a hot flame, burning from the palm to the bottom of his heart.

Finally, it turned into a huge fire, burning in the heart, burning the soul into charred dead wood.

"I'm sorry he left you alone."

Aces lowered his eyes and stared deeply at the leopard fur in his hand, which he secretly left behind while the leopard was unconscious.

As early as the first time he came out of the cave, he had guessed the identity and origin of the black panther.

But he couldn't keep his life that was slipping away day by day. All the struggles in the Black Panther's chaotic eyes seemed too weak.

He had no choice but to leave him a dream, leave traces of his existence, and wish him all he wanted, no matter what.

Speaking of which...

Aces smiled bitterly.

This was the first time he hated himself for being too sharp.

The burst of cold air from the ice coffin condensed frost flowers on the eyelashes, and when she blinked a little, she shook off a little powdery frost, and the ice crystals fell and fell into pieces.

"Feel sorry……"

The man's painful and sad voice and the leopard fur in his hand flew away with the wind, towards the sun.

……

Aces sat for a long time. When the sky darkened outside and the moonlight flowed and activated the magic circle, he struggled out of the deep sadness.

He raised his hand and patted the frost that had condensed on his body, then stood up reluctantly while holding on to the ice coffin.

The body was very stiff after not moving for a day and being frozen for a day. With these two movements, the bones made a sound similar to the protest of a worn machine after being forced to operate.

"It's really embarrassing."

Aces laughed at himself in a low voice, rubbed his hands and walked around the ice coffin, moving his body joints.

The joints of the frozen body creaked when they moved, and every step they took was extremely stiff, like an old man walking in his seventies or eighties.

Fortunately, Master Cavendish, who is extremely busy, makes time for exercise every day for some ulterior purpose, otherwise he would not be able to move even after hundreds of steps.

The moonlight outside seemed to have been stolen by the magic circle, and the magic circle became brighter and brighter.

Aces hid in the edge corner of the cave and quietly watched the moonlight converge on the ice coffin in the middle.

The ice coffin had no owner, and the energy gathered in the past dissipated in the air along with the cold air.

When the magic circle dimmed again, Asseth came to the only small magic circle he studied today, mobilized his magic power, and activated the magic circle.

The owner of the magic circle is probably very good at using external energy to trap all the energy contained in the moonlight in this magic circle and keep it in the cave.

When used in this way, only a small amount of magic power is needed to activate the magic circle.

The magic circle erupted with an even more dazzling light than before. Fearless, Asseth stepped on the light and walked step by step to the center, where the ice coffin was.

The closer he got to the ice coffin, the brighter the light beneath his feet, and the greater the pressure on his body.

Aces is still moving forward fearlessly.

He needed to verify one last thing, and as long as he got the answer, he would know how to proceed.

Seeing that there were only the last five steps left, the magic arrays surrounding the ice coffin lit up one by one, and the cold air turned into the sharpest weapon, sparing no effort to resist the approach of outsiders.

Ice picks shot out.

Aces continued walking forward as if he didn't see the oncoming danger, with only the ice coffin in his eyes.

The ice pick grazed his arms, waist, and thighs again and again. Hot blood dripped to the ground, and the white light of the magic circle was stained with the strongest red.

Finally, Asseth came to the ice coffin.

He raised his hand and let the blood from his fingertips drip onto the ice coffin, "Tick-tock-"

Magic arrays that are activated at non-fixed times cannot operate automatically. If you want to control the magic array, there are two ways. One is to forcibly kill the owner of the magic array, and the other is to find the center of the magic array's operation.

And Asseth found it, and the location of the ice coffin was the center of the entire magic circle.

The master of the magic circle has officially changed.

Aces raised his hand, and the magic power spread along the lines, quickly taking over the magic circle.

All the detailed information about the magic circle rushed into his mind at that moment, and immediately after, a severe pain that exceeded the carrying capacity swept through his brain.

The defenseless Assei took two steps back, covering his forehead and groaning in pain.

The pain continued to intensify, and he was so painful that he could not straighten his back. He slowly knelt down while holding the ice coffin, relying on the ice coffin to prevent him from completely falling down.

The pain caused by receiving excessive information is like a stick stirring in the brain, with a constant dull pain, and from time to time, it will be poked with a sharp head, and the pain will be sudden.

When the pain reached its peak, Asses lost control of his body and fell down next to the ice coffin.

Fortunately, the ice coffin was some distance away from the steps and he did not fall down the steps.

His attention was firmly distracted by the pain, and Asseth did not notice the rocks above his head shaking and falling.

Finally, there is an extra semicircle facing the moon above the head, absorbing the moonlight from outside.

The moonlight flows quietly.

Aces was completely shrouded in the moonlight and lost consciousness. His silver hair spread and fell silently, covering the steps like an exquisite and expensive silk carpet.

I don’t know how long the pain lasted. Later, the man’s breathing became weak and inaudible. Only when the pain changed, it would get slightly worse.

I don’t know how long it took, but the pain gradually subsided.

"It turns out... it's... like this..."

Finally getting the answer he wanted, Asses relaxed and curled up next to the ice coffin and fell asleep vaguely.

It's just that he didn't sleep peacefully.

The remaining pain in the body came out from time to time to refresh the sense of existence. The man who had not completely lost consciousness felt the pain and frowned uneasily.

The bright moon hanging high in the sky was silent, and the hazy moonlight fell like water, gently calming the remaining pain and smoothing the frowning eyebrows.

The person who is favored by the moonlight finally falls asleep.

When humans fall asleep, the rainforest is very lively at night and is a paradise for nocturnal animals, especially the jaguar, the overlord of the rainforest.

The jaguar that dominates this area is a black panther. It walks through the night to catch today's prey and feasts happily until its mouth is full of oil.

After eating the normal daily amount of food, the black panther tilted his head in confusion, puzzled by the empty feeling in his stomach.

It has eaten food, but why is it still hungry?

Black Panther is not good at thinking.

After a few seconds, it decisively and brutally decided to continue hunting until it was full.

The black panther's muscular, powerful and beautiful body turned into a sharp sword, and entered the rainforest like lightning in the night, continuing his hunting career.

The last traces of the soul that came to pursue its lover gradually disappeared in the black panther's conscientious hunting, and soon ceased to exist.