Strongest Warlock - Wizard World Irregular

Chapter 832: Invaders From The Other Side [Part 1]

Four days passed since Ethan and his group arrived at World's End.

Since Nicole, Lyall, Conall, and Merric would be leaving after a few days, they couldn't help but feel impatient because the Progenitor of Magic still hadn't returned.

On the contrary, the representatives sent by the other races simply told them that not seeing the Progenitor might be a blessing in disguise.

Because if Hecate saw them, the chances of them dying on the spot was very high.

Since there was nothing else to do but chat during their free time, Ethan asked the representatives to tell them a little more about their history.

Of course, the Drow, Dwarf, and Kobold were more than happy to share what they knew about the history of their own races.

Among all of them, Ethan found the stories of the Drow most fascinating. It was one of the best he'd ever heard.

According to Quarra, during time immemorial, there was only one Elven Race in the world.

There were no Wood Elves, Sun Elves, Moon Elves, and other Elven Tribes.

There was only one race, and that was the High Elves.

They were the first Elves that roamed the world, and everything was peaceful until the First World Tree showed signs of dying.

Because of this, the Elven King decided that they would gather the Seeds of the World Tree and look for a place where it would be planted.

However, a conflict on the rights of succession on who would become the next Elven King arose amidst the already precarious situation.

Prideful as they were, a competition was held to select the new King. However, during the final match, one of the Kings candidates did an underhanded move—he poisoned his opponent.

The poison was not strong enough to kill someone, but it was more than enough to weaken their bodies, preventing them from using fifty percent of their strength.

After the battle, the one who took the poison lost, and the winner was hailed as the new Elven King.

But on the day of the coronation, an incident happened.

Unable to accept the treachery that had been done to him, he killed the one who poisoned him, earning the hate of the Elven Kind.

However, he had many supporters, and an all-out war between the Elven Races ensued.

After countless deaths among their kind, the Elves managed to chase away the traitor from the Elven Lands.

Fueled with hate, the defeated lived under the ground and underwent a different type of evolution.

That was why Drows generally hate surface elves the most, and that didn't change even thousands of years had passed.

"You're lucky that you're a Half-Elf," Quarra said to Hecate, who was seated beside Ethan. "Had you been a pure elf… you definitely wouldn't have been able to leave the underground passages alive."

"I guess I'm lucky then," Hecate replied with a smile.

Ethan, who had been listening quietly to the conversation, decided to ask Quarra a question.

"Is your King the current Progenitor of the Drows?" Ethan asked.

"No." Quarra shook her head. "The First King of the Drows died due to his injuries. Since then, only a Queen has ruled our kind. The First Queen became the Progenitor of our race, but due to the Pact of the Progenitors, she had gone to the Lands of Saraqael.

"She would communicate with us from time to time using the Artifact she had left behind. Actually, almost all Progenitors are not allowed to step foot on Midgard after the Great Progenitor War.

"But there are a few exceptions like her Excellency, Hecate, who usually stays here at World's End."

"Aside from her, are there other Progenitors that are still in this world?" Ethan inquired.

"Of course," Quarra answered. "The Progenitor of the sea, Leviathan,ncan't really leave because he is one of the Pillars of this world. The Progenitor of the Land, Gaea, also stayed behind because her power is linked to the lands of this world.

"There might be other Progenitors, but aside from Her Excellency Hecate, Lord Leviathan, and Lady Gaea, I don't know any more who still remain in Midgard. The majority of them are in a different plane of existence. However, they should still be able to descend to this world if there's an emergency."

Ethan rubbed his chin because he was very tempted to meet the Progenitor of the Sea, Leviathan.

He didn't know if the Progenitor would be hostile to him or not, but he hoped that he would be able to meet the other in the future.

On the sixth day after Ethan and his group arrived at World's End, something unexpected happened.

The sky past World's End started to form cracks, which alerted everyone.

"What's happening?" Ethan asked Quarra, who was looking at the sky with a grim expression on her face.

"I don't know what's happening, but I have a bad feeling about this," Quarra answered as she took out her bow and arrow. "Draw your weapons and prepare for anything."

Just like her, everyone felt that something bad would happen once the cracks in the sky widened.

Even Godfrey, who was usually laid back, gazed in the distance with a solemn gaze.

A few minutes later, a small part of the sky collapsed and fell down on the bottomless void in front of them.

Suddenly, a hideous giant creature that looked like a red chameleon emerged from the crack and looked around its surroundings.

When its gaze landed on Ethan's group, a devilish smile appeared on its reptilian face.

It then crawled out of the hole in the sky, and walked over it upside down like a house gecko.

Just as everyone thought that things couldn't get any worse, another monster that looked exactly like the red chameleon emerged from the crack in the sky and tried to make the hole even bigger by slashing it with its claws.

Little by little, the crack in the sky started to spread like spiderwebs.

Unfortunately, Ethan and his group didn't have time to look at this scene because the otherworldly monster was almost right above their heads, with its long tongue preparing to strike.