Chapter 37: The shadow of the Evil Dragon’s followers (2/2)
A collective intake of cold breath.
At present, those who noticed the rapid changes in this place weren’t limited anymore to those who fled from the treehouse tavern. Every arcane master nearby could clearly feel the terrifying might inside thee purple shells of fire, and they also clearly saw the purple shells entirely torn to pieces by the snowy ashes, disappearing without a trace.
“This is a secret skill only an arcane master who opened five arcane gates can use!”
Several arcane masters, looking extremely powerful, rushed in an instant to the vicinity from afar, carried by a wind column resembling a tornado. Their faces all turned extremely pale the instant they saw the picture of this confrontation.
A male arcane master, looking not so young anymore, yet his face still baby-like and his eyes strangely tiny like needles, said in shock, “Donna’s strength actually reached such a level already, who the hell is her opponent! To make her so nervous!”
“Where’s Berryn! We actually only saw his secret skill but didn’t see his person!” Another tall and sturdy arcane master said, his forehead covered in cold sweat, feeling the huge gap in power.
“It’s Ice Mirror.” A good-looking female arcane master wearing red clothes and sporting a well-developed body said with a pale face, “He used Ice Mirror’s reflection and concealed his figure. If you can’t find out his true position, it’s absolutely impossible to defeat him.”
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“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
The black serpent crashed repeatedly against the ice pillars in the short moment these arcane masters spoke, producing earthshaking vibrations, blowing wind waves and raging gales dilating like a tide, engulfing the entire city.
The huge black serpent started to break and collapse, turning into black smoke. Three out of the sixteen ice pillars were fractured, all the strange chanting voices starting to fade.
“Whiz.”
That odd pale-faced man suddenly stopped his attacks in Donna’s direction. His whole person disappeared inside the black smoke and, the next second, shot out from the gap between the sixteen pillars of ice.
“I said, you won’t escape so easily…”
An icy-cold, haughty voice faintly came behind this pale-faced man. At this moment, a giant sickle as big as several men combined suddenly appeared in the air as if by teleportation, then slashed toward that man.
At the end of this giant ice sickle was a man wearing white clothes, cold and reclusive, with a faint white mark on the left side of his face looking like a dragon dancing in the air.
“Ice Sickle of the Death God!”
Many arcane masters observing the battle almost stopped breathing entirely. This huge ice sickle exerted on them a pressure hard to imagine, as if the arcane particles inside their bodies were about to be slashed out and crushed to pieces.
“Snap!”
Seeing he simply had no time at all to dodge, the pale-faced man slapped his hands together and stiffly squeezed the blade of the ice sickle between them.
A formidable strength instantly crushed him from the air down to the ground, pushing his body gliding backward, plowing deep ditches in the ground. But at the same time, black light enveloped this pale-faced man’s hands, followed along his arms and submerged his whole body, transforming into a black armor brimming with a sense of metallic reality, the mark of a malevolent dragon head on the chest.
“Pa!”
Countless cracks suddenly appeared on the blade of the sickle. Under the pressure of his hands, it was actually going to forcibly break!
“Fire Sand!”
Donna was behind this pale-faced man at this moment, not far away from him. A raging flame as tall as several men ignited between her hands, then compressed in an instant into a granule resembling a red gem. It hit the back of the pale-faced man.
The hat on this man’s head immediately became ashes. His pale-white face turned flush red and his body stiffened all of a sudden, looking as if he were about to spray out fire from the inside of his body.
“You can’t catch me! Let us die together!”
A piercing mad laughter suddenly came from this pale-faced man however. Many black arcane particles gushed out from him. His body dried up at a rapid pace like a withering flower. Strangely, an arm shrouded in pale white flames grew longer, like a white python, inconceivably grabbing at Donna’s chest.
“Chi!”
Donna blocked with her right hand, five deep bloody grooves appearing on it.
No blood flowed from the wounds, just a gray, mercury-like liquid sinking inside her body.
Donna’s face immediately paled.
A blue figure suddenly fell from the air just at this instant.
“Absolute Seal, Holy Dissolving Glyph.”
Donna’s body stopped abruptly, all her movements halted. The person fallen from the sky held her arm, blazing blue light pouring out from her wounds. The ashen mercury-like liquid blew out, becoming ashes.
“Ah!”
At this moment, loud cries of surprise came from many arcane masters in the distance, those who dared not approach yet could still see the entire scene of the battle.
The back of that pale-faced man split open, vaguely becoming a portion of a dragon’s body, as if a dragon were about to be born from the inside. However, the next moment, his body crashed on the ground with a bang like a pile of broken dry wood, thoroughly shattered to pieces.
“An Evil Dragon follower!”
“It’s an Evil Dragon follower!”
“An Evil Dragon follower actually appeared again! He actually appeared in our Golden Roses Plains!”
Many people couldn’t help but exclaim in alarm.
“Liszt, thank you.”
Amidst such cries of alarm, Donna was actually very calm, exposing the trace of a smile instead. “I didn’t think you’d also come. You saved my life again.”