Chapter 158: Draconic scholar (1/2)
Chapter 158: Draconic scholar
Carter stood in an empty clearing not far away from team Holy Dawn’s residence. His brows furrowed when he watched the bewitching rays of light flashing nonstop in the sky, a rarely seen grave expression on his face.
He fell something all of a sudden. He turned around sharply.
“Senior Plum?”
He sighed in relief when he saw the old man clothed in black coming his way in quick strides. “Why are you also here?”
“What about Ayrin?”
Professor Plum looked at him and immediately said, using a voice only he and Carter could hear, “Because he’s more important than all those scrolls I’m safeguarding.”
“What?” Carter blinked, confused as to what Professor Plum meant.
“He is born in darkness, baptized by the moon spring. The tree of life blesses him and sings his praises, the hallowed and immortal one.” Professor Plum’s eyes glinted with light in the dark. He looked at Carter, his voice soft like the chant of an epic saga.
Carter’s expression suddenly froze, shocked to the core. “What you mean is, could his bloodline be…”
“He comes from the darkness, yet stands in harmony with the light, finally bringing freedom.”
Professor Plum spoke a few more words in a quiet voice. Only, he didn’t say these words in Doraster’s common language, but rather in an ancient and cryptic tongue.
“Realm of the Dark Red Lament.”
“World of Crystal Scars.”
“Hell King’s Mourning.”
“Magus Ancestor.”
After speaking his words in the ancient and cryptic tongue, he looked at the faraway sky and spat out the names of four skills in quick succession. Only then did he quietly say, “The fight’s already escalated to this level. It seems we’re far away from a small-scale plan this time.”
When he’d suddenly spoken in the ancient languages, the arcane particles inside Carter were already rushing to his hands. He stood tense, but he didn’t expose any outward sign of being on guard.
When the words “far away from a small-scale plan this time” left Professor Plum’s mouth, countless buzzes suddenly appeared around them. The usually calm primordial energy seemed to have suddenly transformed into countless small irascible spirits flying hysterically in the air.
“Oh no! … Ah!”
A shocked scream suddenly rose in the air.
In the originally empty darkness in front of Carter and Professor Plum, countless things shaped like crystals suddenly shattered, exposing the figures of four men.
All four of them wore the black clothes of patrollers, complete with a black iron badge symbolizing the Law-Keeping Office on their chests.
One of them, clearly the arcane master who’d screamed just a moment ago, was continuously bleeding from his nose and ears. He looked at Professor Plum as though he were looking at the devil.
“Draconic master!”
“He’s an arcane master from the school of ancient Draconic scholars! We can’t mix arcane skills with chants no matter what, or else he’ll borrow our power!”
“Swish!”
Just then, a dark blue light enveloped the four of them inside and continuously assaulted Carter and Professor Plum.
At the same time, several strips of dark-red light appeared in the air around Carter and Professor Plum, like four giant tongues.
Professor Plum didn’t move in the slightest.
He merely chanted deep, cryptic words.
“Whoosh!”
The four huge dark-red tongues were entirely cut apart, as though an incomparably gigantic, invisible blade had slashed through the air. They even, for some strange reason, caught fire.
A tide-like dark-blue light was also cut apart and caught fire.
“Ah!” Two even more miserable shrieks rose in the air.
Two figures burning from head to toe snapped backward and flew away, continuously crashing into and breaking through the trees behind them. Not even the wooden fragment they touched caught fire, yet their bodies burned without cease. Even the arcane particles gushing out of them immediately caught fire. It seemed it was impossible for these two burning arcane masters to survive.
“It can even burn arcane particles!”
“What on earth is this taboo skill?!”
“Who the hell is he!”
Shocked shouts that couldn’t be held back rose inside the darkness.
Professor Plum raised his head. He seemed to have locked onto the exact position where the voice came from.
The arcane master who shouted felt as if he made a lethal mistake, one he couldn’t fix. Along with an even more appalled shout, dazzling lightning shields appeared nonstop in the dark, so glaring one couldn’t look straight at them.
“Whoosh!”
But just then, a huge dragon eye appeared in the air above that figure surrounded by a full sixteen lightning shields.
An eyeball, faint yellow, and a black pupil, long and narrow.
A terrifying dragon breath suddenly descended when this huge dragon eye vanished, totally wrecking the sixteen lightning shields.
The arcane master surrounded by the lightning shield was also directly annihilated into countless gray ashes fluttering in the air.