Chapter 133: Fatality (1/2)
The stands temporarily quieted down again when the members on both sides stepped in the field.
Dylan Norton watched Lotton come his way with eyes dripping with disdain.
Apart from hot-bloodedness, arrogance and worshiping the strong were the trademark of youth.
The two brothers Dylan Norton and Feit Norton were celebrity contestants in the national tournament, the same as Joyce or Audrey. They were called the “Double Radiant Stars” of Hornwood Academy. That was why, just like how Mountain Kings Academy totally looked down on team Holy Dawn, Dylan was also completely looking down on this team Hellfire.
“You walk so slow, are you trying to stay a moment longer in the national tournament?”
That was why, when he saw Lotton walking very slow, he couldn’t help but mock him in a soft voice once Lotton stood in front of him.
“No.”
His short brown hair in a mess, the oval-faced Lotton raised his head and softly said, “I’m merely letting you see the sunlight for a bit longer.”
This member of team Hellfire had seemed a little humble, as though he had some stage fright. But the moment he lifted his head, Dylan saw his pair of gray eyes seemingly without pupils.
Just then, Lotton seemed a little afraid of the cold when he spoke. He looked at the sunlight sprinkling down from the sky, his gray eyes seemingly a little greedy for the brilliant light, as though it had been a long time since he enjoyed such a warm sunlight. However, the same time, Dylan felt inexplicably cold instead.
“What does that mean?
“Why is he so strange? He seems to look at others like dead men.
“Why does it feel like there’s a terrifying monster that’ll drill out of his body at any time!
“Is there something strange about this guy? Impossible, team Hellfire’s only a small second-rate team. How could they have someone stronger than me?”
Feeling strangely cold all over, Dylan was actually momentarily stiff enough that he couldn’t say anything.
“What’s going on, what a fearsome… murderous aura!”
The referee Kleis also felt slightly stiff just then. He looked at Lotton in disbelief.
“What… Weren’t mocking me to your heart’s content just now? Why are you so afraid now you can’t even talk?” Lotton didn’t look at Dylan. Instead, he once again slightly raised his head and looked at the stands where sat the other teams that’d previously mocked him the loudest. In a whisper only he and Dylan could hear, he said, “Carefully enjoy the taste of fear.”
“What are you saying?” Dylan went into a sudden rage. “Are all the weeds-level teams so arrogant?”
Lotton didn’t say anything further. He merely, without any hurry, gestured at Kleis he was ready to fight.
“The atmosphere seems very tense. What did that Hellfire guy say to Dylan?”
Many team members in the stands hadn’t heard the dialog; they could only see Dylan looking extremely angry already.
“What’s the matter?” Sophia and the others noticed that Ayrin didn’t say anything. He looked extremely solemn.
“I don’t know. The weird feeling is here again. I have the nagging feeling he was looking at me right now.” Ayrin exhaled. “I have the nagging feeling something terrible is going to happen.”
“Where does that feeling come from?” Sophia and Chris exchanged a look. Looking at Lotton standing in front of Dylan, they only felt that Lotton seemed particularly cold and detached, but he didn’t have any kind of weird aura.
“This guy’s clearly very young, there’s no way he experienced many real fights. Why does he have such a murderous aura about him? It’s even thicker than around many real elite masters. Is it merely because he learned some special arcane skill?” The referee Kleis was lost in thought at this time, in spite of himself. He only recollected himself when an assistant referee at the side reminded him. He glanced at Lotton again, then declared the start of the match.
“Let me see sunlight for a bit longer? Let me carefully enjoy the taste of fear?”
When they heard Kleis’ voice, the seemingly sunny face of this tall boy suddenly tuned overcast.
“First, I’ll let you enjoy the taste of not seeing the sunlight anymore!
“Holy Radiance!”
With a sneer, he stretched his right hand upwards at the sky.
A fountain of arcane particles gushed out of his palm. As though they were immediately sucked into his hand, the dazzling rays of light falling down from the sky directly formed a radiant scepter of light in his hand.
Without the slightest warning, this scepter of light scattered around and became an intense white light that completely enveloped the field.
Everything illuminated by the white light seemed to ignite into white color. Even the spectators in the stands, looking from afar, felt as though the world had become dazzling white in front of their eyes, as though their eyes had become white fire burning in their sockets.
“Avarice – Beast of Fear!”
However, a low chant rose at the same time in this arena brimming with whiteness.
“What?”
Many people, their visions hazy, suddenly saw something like a huge shadow spreading inside the light, as if there really were a huge beast born inside.
After invoking a mighty secret skill just a moment ago, Dylan suddenly shouted, shrouded in the light, “What’s going on?”
He wasn’t affected by his own light, hence he could clearly see the shadow radiate from Lotton. Also, the radiant light didn’t seem to burn or illuminate Lotton in the slightest. His gray eyes open, Lotton coldly approached him.
What made him even more incredulous was, his body suddenly became very heavy, as though an invisible force was restricting him.
He even couldn’t resist turning his head around and looking behind him, checking if there was any huge shadow monster pressing down on him.
Lotton looked at him, not at all disturbed by the radiant light, and coldly said, “Are you starting to get a taste of fear now?”
“Chains of the God of Light!”
Dylan fell back a step for some inexplicable reason. Almost subconsciously, he used his strongest arcane skill, the fruit of his hard labor for an entire year, a skill he never formally used in the national tournament until this moment.
Dazzling arcane particles gushed out wildly from his fingertips. Tremendous shouts of astonishment came from the stands. A huge golden halo of light more than twenty meters wide descended from the sky, pressing in Lotton’s direction.