The DarkHole Laboratory

The DarkHole Laboratory
Marzon and Rooth VS Mold



Marzon was in a mudhole, the lake seemed familiar to him, he had entered the next mission.


The fort he called the lake full of mud, almost ate all of his body.


Marzon continued to walk across the middle of the lake his goal was to reach the plate in the middle of the lake. Mission this time.


He remains vigilant. Because I don't know what will attack him. He remembered Rooth.


"What's up, Your Majesty?" A voice came from inside his head. Marzon surprised.


Is this a ruse of this place.


"Your Majesty are you on a mission? Do you need my help, Your Majesty?" Rooth asked intensely. For a long time he had not seen the creature.


"You're really Rooth?"


"I am Your Majesty."


"Say you said the first time you took me around, where are you taking me?" Marzon still could not believe it, fearing that this was a ruse from this place.


"Illus Light"


"Okay, if I wanted to ask for your rock when ... this ... can you ... come here?" Unknowingly he walked closer and closer to the goal as well as the mud that was getting deeper, the mud was like devouring Marzon.


"Your Majesty"


Before long Marzon felt his body lift. The mud covered part of his face. He spawning a tree branch led him into the middle of the lake.


"Thank you, Rooth"


"Together Your Majesty." Marzon continued his mission. The rumbling was accompanied by an earthquake. Stopping Marzon's move. He became more alert.


A shrill scream was heard as Marzon resumed his mission. He lifted the plate. The earthquake became a shock. From the edges of the lake, there is a vortex of mud that explodes.


And from there came the roots of the tree that wrapped long in the air. The land that is in the middle of the lake, where the beach moves up. And his footing became slanted.


Marzon jumped with the slab in his hand, he leapt hastily towards the branch of Rooth.


The plains in the middle of the lake were the guard figures of this mud lake. "What is that?" Rooth took Marzon away.


"His name is Mold, he's the guardian of this mud lake that Begins, it seems he's angry."


Crc ...


Crc ...


Crc ...


Those shrinking roots started attacking Rooth. Rooth swiftly brushed off the attack and protected Marzon.


Marzon used the magic that he had learned earlier. His hand drew a pentagram and his lips recited a mantra.


The sigil glides off one of the three Mold figures. And scorched some of the body of that figure.


"N!!!!" A painful ringing of ears sounded. Marzon got his woe back.


He attacked with his sigil and pentagram. Rooth helped fend off, various root attacks swerving.


The shrill roots invaded Marzon and Rooth.  Rooth let his guard down, that shrill root rubbed against Rooth's body. He drowned in the mud as if alive.


The roots wrapped tightly and pulled Rooth until his body sank. Marzon is exerting his power. He drew a stronger pentagram.


From the pentagram appeared an oedang with a dazzling yellow light. The large-sized sword felt light in Marzon's hands.


By reciting some spells he placed his sword on the third body of the Mold.


Not long after the big explosion. All three of Mold's bodies exploded. "Your Majesty, you must draw your sword into the bowl you took"


Marzon took the slab he kept laying near his feet. He played his sword before he stuck it on the arm of the plate a rumble rang out from the sky, the lightning snatching alternately.


Marzon pointed his sword towards the sky. The sky split apart the lightning instantly struck Marzon's sword.


A blinding glint of eyes emanated from Marzon's sword that was transfigured. "Congratulations Your Majesty, you passed this Mission" the remark came out of Rooth's mouth.


He no longer looked down upon his king. The evidence he saw was enough to make him acknowledge the power that Marzon had.


Hecate sent Rooth to be his guide in the underworld, not without reason.


Everything he knew could help in the mission he would go through in his coronation to King.


Marzon stared in awe at the sword with a golden blue light that was still in his hand.


"This is your stock, in the future you can use it, and the Mission will be even more challenging and I trust you, you can definitely get through it, don't let me down" Hecate told Marzon.


Tbc.