Chapter 142 Dark Domination

Third Person's POV

I'll have to visit 'her' lair.

The thought filled her with annoyance but she pushed it aside and focused on the task at hand.

Her destination was the Bloom Haven Continent, the land of the elves, separated from the Blood Veil Continent by nearly 20,000 kilometers of treacherous sea.

The journey would be long and perilous, but for Nyx, it was not that difficult.

She crossed the Dark Forest and her speed remained the same as she entered the Central Dominance Lands, the region which was ruled by the two powerful demon empires.

She paid no heed to the territories below as her focus was solely on reaching her destination.

A few hours passed as she continued her flight and eventually re-entered the dark forest.

The Dark Forest covered the Central Dominance lands in a circular geographical area.

Her goal was to cross this vast expanse of forest and reach the Northern Region which was home to the Crimson Fang Highlands of the werewolves and the Shattered Tundra.

It was a frozen wasteland dominated by beast bears, frost wyverns, and the occasional ice dragon.

Nyx had no intention of engaging with any of these creatures and her only concern at this moment was reaching the Bloom Haven Continent as quickly as possible.

As she flew over the highlands, the landscape below shifted from barren mountains to snow-covered peaks.

The Shattered Tundra stretched out before her in a vast expanse of ice and snow that seemed to go on forever.

Hidden within the snowdrifts and icy caves, pairs of dark blue slit eyes glowed as the creatures of the tundra sensed her presence.

Frost wyverns stirred and their gazes fixed on the dark dot streaking across the sky.

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They recognized the oppressive aura of a dragon but this one was different. It was most likely a mature dark dragon and it flew with such speed and purpose that it was gone before they could react.

The creatures exchanged silent glances but their instincts told them to stay hidden.

The lords will deal with it, they unanimously thought and retreated deeper into their lairs.

Nyx, meanwhile remained vigilant. She knew the dangers of the Shattered Tundra, particularly the ice dragons that lurked within its icy peaks.

She adjusted her flight path and weaved between the mountains to avoid drawing their attention.

Despite her speed and power, she couldn't afford any delays.

A confrontation with an ice dragon would only waste precious time.

But fate had other plans.

Just as she thought she had cleared the most dangerous part of her journey, a powerful presence emerged from the shadows of the tundra.

A deep, rumbling roar echoed through the night, and Nyx's sharp eyes caught sight of a massive ice dragon rising from a hidden cavern.

Its scales shimmered like polished ice, and its cold piercing gaze locked onto her.

So much for avoiding trouble, Nyx thought as her wings beat harder and she prepared for the inevitable.

The ice dragon let out another roar as its breath formed a cloud of frost in the air.

It spread its massive wings and flew above the mountain, moving towards her position with a clear intention of blocking her path.

Nyx's eyes narrowed and her patience wore thin. She didn't have time for this.

She knew that the opponent was a weak true dragon but the Shattered Tundra was their territory and the strong ones would definitely sense the fight and block her way in response.

So she held nothing back. With a low growl, Nyx unleashed a burst of dark energy and her aura flared to its full intensity.

For the first time in decades, she erupted with her full strength.

The sky, which had begun to glow with the first rays of the rising sun, suddenly darkened.

Within a radius of ten kilometers around Nyx, the world plunged into an unnatural darkness.

It was different from the usual natural night as there was no Blood Moon this time and total darkness pervaded the surroundings.

The ice dragon, who had emerged from its lair with arrogance and bravado froze in mid-air as Nyx's overwhelming and terrifying aura washed over it.

Its wings locked in place and it was paralyzed by sheer terror as it plummeted from the sky like a broken kite.

Its roars which were once filled with confidence and challenge now echoed with fear and desperation.

The dragon's senses failed it and left it blind and helpless in the suffocating darkness. It had never felt such terror since gaining the power of independent thought.

Nyx, however, was seething with anger.

She had been forced to reveal her full strength to deal with a juvenile, grade 4 ice dragon—a rash and impulsive creature that had dared to challenge her.

This foolish dragon would now bear the brunt of her fury.

Silently, a dark spear forged from the shadows surrounding her materialized in her right hand.

The weapon was longer than her body and its jagged tip glowed with an ominous dark red light.

As she gripped the spear, it ignited with Abyssal Dark flames and their eerie glow created an empty void around her body in the darkened sky.

With a powerful motion, she hurled the spear with all her might and the weapon streaked through the air like a bolt of black lightning.

Far below and deep within the heart of the largest glacier of the Shattered Tundra, two massive crystal-slit blue eyes snapped open.

The ancient ice dragon who was obviously a being of immense power and wisdom sensed the aura of the Abyssal Dark flames the moment the dark spear materialized in Nyx's hands.

Its vertical pupils each the size of a two-story house suddenly trembled with recognition.

Hmm, the aura of the Abyssal Dark flames....It's… her, the ancient dragon thought as its mind raced.

Without hesitation, it surged from the depths of the icy lake, its massive white head breaking through the glacier in a spray of frost and shattered ice.