The Legendary Mage (Alavin)

Chapter 268

The Cobalt Strike Commander and other titans descended upon the palace grounds, delving for more precious treasures, hopeful for a significant find. At their level, advancing further was immensely difficult. Ordinary means were insufficient. Only special opportunities could pave the way. Atlantis represented the chance they had been waiting for.

In the cave, after suffering more than a dozen casualties, Roald and his companions finally repelled the wolf attack. The other mercenary groups also suffered heavy losses to ambushes, but none gave up. Ahead lay many ruined temples, their treasures beckoning them irresistibly. It was the opportunity of a lifetime, and they would take what they could.

After investigating over a dozen ruined temples, Alavin found vague murals on the walls leading to the entrance, confirming his suspicions. Without a word, he committed every mural to memory, piecing them together to form an approximate outline of the cave. It was incomplete, but nearly there.

"I've got it!"

"A tomb within a tomb!"

Alavin discovered a secret entrance on the map, likely leading to the true Royal Mausoleum.

An Atlantis and a spread of shattered temples, this was a dual deception. The ancient kings had indeed gone to great lengths.

"Quick! Once the King's Spirit merges with the Royal Mausoleum, their power will be revived, and the Royal Mausoleum will move," the Chained Spirit urged again.

"Alavin, don't you want anything? That's quite modest of you," Lylian said with a chuckle. She had found lots of loot and stuffed her satchel to the brim.

"Do you trust me?" Alavin suddenly asked.

"Of course not," Lylian moved aside for Alavin, digging out a strange piece of scale armor from beneath his feet, examining it for a moment, and then stuffing it into her satchel.

"We’ll continue deeper inside. Are you coming?"

"No! We've seen enough good fortune for one day." Lylian was pleased with her haul. Her satchel was filled with more than twenty treasures.

"We should leave. Our mentor will be worried if he can't find us," Aymee shook her head, not willing to take any more risks.

"Farewell," Alavin didn't explain further. Sword in hand, he dashed deeper inside.

Mariela, Eyla, and Cedrick didn't stop for a second and hurried after him.

"Be careful! There may be danger inside.” Lylian didn’t share Alavin’s reckless spirit and worried there might be more Magi-Monsters lurking within. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

At the deepest part of the cave lay a ruined temple, indistinguishable from other ruins, where Roald and his companions were busily unearthing treasures. Despite heavy casualties, their gains were substantial, and each person carried a large satchel stuffed full. Their faces flushed with excitement.

"Roald, it seems Alavin and his group are coming," Adirich suddenly warned.

"Are they still alive?" a Cobalt Strike Protégé looked up in surprise.

Roald slung his satchel over his shoulder. "Never mind them, grab the treasures, and let's withdraw."

Admus said, "I think we've had our fill. Let's leave the cavern before it's too late."

"Agreed!" the other Protégés quickly concurred, eager to return their haul to the Organization.

"Carry the bodies of our fallen brothers. We return to Cobalt Strike."

At Roald's command, the team retreated before Alavin and his group arrived, taking everything of value from the temple and leaving nothing behind.

Alavin entered the ruined temple, approaching a complete stone wall at the entrance, but the frescoes that once adorned it were gone. "This is it."

"Are you looking for a wall?" Mariela had figured out his pattern. At every temple, he focused on the walls.

Alavin squatted by the wall, searching carefully, and pointed to a small hole in the corner. It looked normal, but upon closer inspection, one could see small footprints and very tiny claw marks. "The wolf pack emerged from here!"

Mariela, Cedrick, and Eyla gathered around. The little fox in Eyla's arms suddenly became excited, squirming out of her grasp and darting into the small hole.

"What's in there? It has such powerful Restoration Aether." Eyla sensed a rich Restoration Aether emanating from inside.

Alavin took a deep breath, placed his hands on the stone wall, and pushed forward with all his might. With a rumbling sound, the heavy stone wall slowly moved backward, gradually revealing an opening, from which a kaleidoscope of light and a dense mist of life spilled out.

"It's in there! The secret legacy of the kings, the mystery of eternal life!" exclaimed the Chained Spirit, excitedly sensing that it was indeed close.

"The real treasure is right here. Roald and his lot are fools." Eyla laughed softly, casting a seductive glance at Alavin. The little fellow was quite talented indeed.