SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS

Chapter 552 A Half Sovereign!

Kent stood before Jamba Zi and gasped for air. The final moments almost came and slowly the effect of the lullaby was fading.

Jamba Zi slowly tried to open his eyes and just then Kent instructed The milky bird to chirp louder and break the bindings of Jamba Zi.

The milky bird chirped louder, its magical notes reverberating throughout the stone walls, shattering any remaining barriers on jamba Zi. The faint glow of the Lust Goddess's magic faded, leaving only a few seconds for Kent to escape.

He stepped forward, leaning close to the unconscious Jamba Zi. "You're coming with me, elder. Time to see daylight again."

Without hesitation, Kent broke the fire pillar before Jamba Zi. Immediately loud bell sounds filled the royal palace. No one understood the reason behind strange sounds. But Emperor Ryon jolted up from his bed.

In a swift, controlled motion, Kent hoisted Jamba Zi's body into the divine pot. His treasure boots barely touched the ground as he turned to leave the cell, shadow cloak trailing behind him like a midnight mist.

Without wasting a single moment, Kent rushed out from the underground tunnel. After reaching the base of white wood tree, Kent first ran to a secluded spot and then summoned his Golden Throne.

With swift motion, he flew high into the sky and disappeared into the night. Due to the pouring rain and dark sky, no one had the chance to witness the golden throne.

Almost the entire prison guards and soldiers got up from their sleep due to loud warning bells. But before they realized what's happening, loud cries of remaining criminals filled the prison. They couldn't diest the fact that their everyday companions were missing all of a sudden.

The prison master who realized that hundreds of important prisoners went missing, stupefied to the core. "I'm doomed." he muttered in a shaky tone.

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The golden throne cut through the night sky like a comet, hurtling forward with the speed of sound. Kent sat upon his throne, his gaze fixed on the vast expanse ahead.

With every word, Ryon's anger grew, his robes whipping in the night air as he advanced on the kneeling officials. The elders and guards exchanged anxious glances, faces shadowed with dread as they awaited further punishment.

"Your Majesty," one of the elders spoke up cautiously, "we will launch a kingdom-wide search immediately. We will find Jamba Zi and the rest of them—"

Ryon held up a hand to silence him, his jaw clenched. "Forget the others. They're mere criminals compared to him. Jamba Zi has power that could challenge even the strongest sects. Finding him is your priority—understood?"

The elders all nodded, the weight of Ryon's anger heavy upon them as they scrambled to assemble their search teams.

And within mere hours, the news of the mass prison break spread like wildfire through the capital city, sending waves of shock and fear rippling across the nation.

Rumours filled the streets, whispers of powerful criminals escaping without a trace. Citizens gathered in tight-knit groups, murmuring in hushed voices, eyes wide with fear and confusion.

"How could so many escape?" one merchant muttered as he opened his shop early. "They say every cell was sealed with enchantments stronger than even the royal palace itself."

Another passerby chimed in, her face pale with worry. "It was no ordinary escape, that's for sure. I heard a sorcerer's chant broke the chains!"

The innkeepers, too, speculated with nervous glances as they attended to their patrons, every tavern and gathering place in the capital city buzzing with the same topic. Not even the palace guards were safe from the swirling rumors, their usual stoic expressions betraying flashes of unease.

The panic spread far beyond the capital. Within hours, news reached the distant corners of the empire, stirring up unrest in even the smallest of towns. Neighboring kingdoms received word of the escape, their leaders furrowing their brows as they considered the implications.

For some, the news was exciting. Rebels and ambitious power-seekers spoke in hushed tones, emboldened by the idea of a half-sovereign like Jamba Zi roaming free once more. To them, it was a sign of new possibilities—a promise of chaos in the empire they might harness for their gain.

Yet, for most, the escape instilled only terror.

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