The Lycan King and his Dark Temptation novel Chapter 480

NARRATOR

All of them stood on the ledge. Nyx looked up at the sky above their heads; there was nothing to see, only a dense layer of darkness.

"I think we need to go through this cave. I couldn’t ascend any further with my portals," Lavinia informed them.

There was an energy field floating above the mountain.

"Guys, I think the breach here is about to open," she said excitedly.

"Wait for my return," Laziel turned to command the massive blackened head that loomed behind him.

A low hiss echoed from within the spectral mist.

And so, with more recklessness than bravery, the new and powerful generation of supernatural beings ventured into the dark tunnel, now illuminated by magical lights conjured by Nyx.

"There are specters ahead. Stay alert. I’ll control them—I’ll go first," Laziel took the lead.

With specters present, he was the best suited to handle them.

As the faint glow at the end of the path grew closer, the prince's bad premonition deepened, but so did his curiosity.

Something extraordinary was breaking through in front of him.

Every magical being was roaring with excitement, drawn to it—that was why the specters were so euphoric.

As long as they remained under control, there wouldn’t be any issues. But that was the problem: they rebelled like never before.

The five emerged on the other side of the mountain, and it felt as if they had crossed into another world.

"What… what is this?" Victoria looked around in shock.

The clouds stretched beneath them like a floating floor, covering the landscape as far as the eye could see.

Above their heads, the night sky was breathtaking—clear, vast, and illuminated by the brilliant full moon, shining like an enormous lamp.

The entire scene was pure magic. Yet in this perfect panorama, there was a blemish—or rather, several.

"Specters," Laziel had been focused on the far end of the triangular ledge from the start.

At the very tip, where the precipice dropped into a deadly fall, a swarm of specters writhed in excitement.

They looked as though they had escaped from the spectral world.

For one of them—or his father—it was nearly impossible for specters to emerge on their own outside their domain.

Unless… the conditions of immense pain and suffering mixed with dark magic had been recreated once again.

"Return," Laziel took confident steps toward them, commanding them to obey.

His golden eyes darkened as black veins spread across his sockets.

"I said return!" His anger rose, and he moved closer.

The specters turned toward him, some appearing hesitant, but one of them hissed threateningly, emboldening the others.

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