Chapter 351


    In the grandeur of the ancient throne room, a majestic statue of a King towered over the diminutive


    figure of vin. For a long moment, it stood silent before its thunderous voice filled the chamber,


    "The Kings... awaken..."


    With a firm grasp, it took hold of the chains that adorned its stone form and, with a slow, deliberate


    strength, began to pull, dragging a massive boulder from the altar.


    The scene unfolded once more. The altar shook, and a myriad of stone steps extended in disarray,


    triggering other chains and stirring the slumbering statues of the Kings.


    ng and rattle!


    Chains linked the statues to the altar, vibrating intensely, taut with the force. One by one, the statues


    of the Kings opened their eyes, radiating a divine authority. They bore the presence of the ancient


    monarchs themselves. Their formidable auras filled the Royal Mausoleum like a tide, unsettling


    every Magi-Monster within.


    They were awake! Truly awake! vin let out a breath he hadn''t realized he''d been holding. His


    eyes darted excitedly around at the Kings.


    Eighteen statues, each as imposing as a mountain. Their collective revival was a sight to stir the


    soul.


    From a high ledge, the Ivory Turtle stretchedzily, its tiny eyes blinking open to observe the


    awakening below. It spotted vin, aloft on the altar with the Immortal Edge held high. "Am I


    dreaming?" it thought. "Such a beautiful dream, thed hase to rescue me. Oh, woe is me,


    even in dreams, I yearn for freedom."


    The turtle wiggled its little paws and twisted its head, rolling onto its back and sprawling out to


    resume its slumber. But suddenly, a cry rang out from the altar, "The Kings, ept my invitation,


    leave the Royal Mausoleum, and descend upon Stormcast with me!"


    Jolted awake, the Ivory Turtle scrambled to its feet, chains clinking as it stumbled forward, eyes


    fixed on the altar. "Am I not dreaming? Has he returned?!"


    Rubbing its eyes vigorously, the turtle hesitated to scratch itself with its paws. Perhaps it feared


    pain, because he awkwardly lowered them. "Ha! It''s him! It''s true! Oh, heavens and earth, you


    finally answered my prayers."


    "I will be free! He hase to save me!"


    "You there,d, yes, you—I''ve fallen for you! Mwah! A kiss, mwah!"


    In a moment that should have been solemn and expectant, this bizarre deration left vin utterly


    baffled. He had to wonder if he was hallucinating. Looking up, he saw a small turtle professing its


    love, waving its paws, wriggling its shell, blowing kisses, and dancing with excitement. vin was


    utterly bemused.


    “What in the world?” vin''s brow furrowed. Was it speaking?


    "Do you awaken us to bid us leave?" The Kings'' voices boomed, heavy with solemn majesty.


    "News of the Kings'' eptance has spread across the Nortnds; many wille to contest it. My


    life is in danger, my townspeople are in peril. I beseech the Kings to depart with me."


    "The souls of Kings guard the Royal Mausoleum, an eternal charge!"


    "So long as the soul endures, the tomb remains, undiminished through the ages."


    "The legacy has been passed on; you have no further connection to us."


    "Depart, we have our duty to protect the Royal Mausoleum, and we shall not leave with you."


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    The Kings rejected the plea.


    vin called out with grave determination, "The Kings, you have granted me your legacy, and I am


    the new sovereign of the eternal kingdom. Your mission was once to guard the Royal Mausoleum,


    but now it is to protect a new kingdom, a new legacy. You should no longer remain here."


    vin''s purpose was clear. He sought to persuade all eighteen statues to depart, to aid him in


    defending Stormcast, to stand against the warlords of the Nortnds.


    He could not forget the fierce battle beneath the waves, the Kings'' souls shing against their foes.


    He could not forget the overwhelming power that emanated from the Eighteen Souls. He believed


    the Eighteen Souls could still fight and had the power to deter the warlords of the Nortnds.


    So it was, a month prior, on a restless night as he gazed upon the watchful seas, that he conceived


    this bold and mad n to summon the Kings back into the world.