Chapter 1241

"Fine! I'll go! Stop hitting me—it hurts!" Zarian howled, wincing under Wyatt's punches. "Didn't you say you'd rather die than go?" Wyatt sneered. "Well, I'm not dead yet, am I?" Zarian shot back, shamelessly brushing off its earlier defiance. Finally, the trio crept close to the Black Magic Altar. What they saw stopped them cold. Below the towering structure was a sprawling army of creatures. Thousands of subterranean beasts writhed and snarled in the dark, their numbers stretching far beyond what the eye could see. Above them, ten shadowy figures hovered ominously in mid-air, their massive, leathery wings flapping slowly. "It's the Skyborne Guards!" Zarian hissed, its voice trembling. These legendary horrors were the rulers of the underground legions, with bodies as hard as steel and strength to match. Their wings allowed them to glide at impossible speeds, making them nearly unstoppable in combat. Moreover, their intelligence rivaled that of humans, and their armore