Chapter 259: The Most Embarrassing Arcane Master in History (1/2)

Chapter 259: The Most Embarrassing Arcane Master in History

After moving for a while, Ayrin abruptly stopped, arcane particles surging out from his body.

Whoosh!

A ring of white light flashed in front of him and then disappeared into the ground like a ripple in the water.

“What are you doing Ayrin? Where is the enemy?” Stingham quietly asked as he looked around.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! …

Several more rings of white light appeared around Ayrin and also descended into the ground.

“This is Grasping Bone. It’s one of our Holy Dawn Academy’s ambush trap skills.” A glint flickered through Rinloran’s eyes as he realized that Ayrin was setting up for an ambush.

“Let us withdraw for now. The enemy is about to arrive.”

After consecutively setting up several Grasping Bone traps, Ayrin immediately issued a command and quickly withdrew back into the forest.

“They’re coming!”

The three had just barely hidden themselves under the vines hanging from a giant nearby tree when they abruptly heard the faint sounds of many footsteps.

“So many Evil Dragon Archers!”

Rinloran’s heart rapidly thumped against his chest as about a dozen strangely dressed archers emerged within his line of sight.

He knew very well just how fearsome the special arrows they wielded were – they could even pierce through the defense of a four gate arcane master.

A group of several scattered Evil Dragon Archers didn’t pose a threat to a powerful arcane master. In fact, they would probably all be killed off if they met a particularly powerful one. But a group of around a dozen Evil Dragon Archers… even if one could kill several in an instant, just suffering a blow from a single arrow would cause heavy injuries in return.

“Ayrin is truly a natural born battlemaster… other’s first thoughts when using the Far Sight skill would be to use it to observe from afar, but he actually decided to use it to determine the enemy’s patrol route and immediately set up an ambush.”

Thoughts rapidly coursed through Rinloran’s mind as he watched the Evil Dragon Archer squad head directly towards Ayrin’s traps!

“These guys are dressed so weirdly. Just what is that crystal over their eye used for? Amplifying their vision and aiming?”

“They are actually walking over just like this!”

Ayrin held his breath as he fixatedly stared at the Evil Dragon Archer squad.

“Now!”

Ayrin patiently waited until several of the Evil Dragon Archers had stepped onto his traps before he inwardly roared and invoked them.

“What’s going on?”

The Evil Dragon Archers all simultaneously felt a faint arcane energy fluctuation rise from under their feet.

“Ahhh!”

Before any of them could even react, six white bone claws shot out from the ground beneath them.

Spurt spurt spurt…

Of the six traps, four of them had people above them. These four unfortunate Evil Dragon Archers had their feet completely crushed by the bone claws.

“Traps! Arcane skills! There is an enemy!”

As several miserable screams rang out, the expressions on the faces of the Evil Dragon Archers immediately changed as they abruptly scattered as if there was a fire.

But no matter how hard they observed their surroundings, they couldn’t determine the location of their enemy.

“This kind of true battle. It is truly incomparable to the tournament battles!”

Ayrin immediately felt that the changes to the national tournament’s rules were indeed reasonable.

Skills like Grasping Bone were temporary fixed trap skills. In the midst of the competition, it was basically useless because it was difficult to hide when first placed, making it near impossible for one to get their opponent to step on it. But in a situation like this, where the environment was so complex and it was possible for traps to be secretly placed, it was indeed extremely useful.

“Shoot!”

A stern and desperate cry abruptly rang out.

All of the still uninjured Evil Dragon Archers immediately began to randomly fire arrows at the shadows around them.

From the Evil Dragon Archer squad captain’s point of view, the arcane master who invoked the trap absolutely had not had the time to withdraw, and thus had to still be nearby.

Various arrows shot out in all directions. Dazzling flames trailed behind some of them as they burned up and turned into clusters of flames which brightly illuminated large portions of the area around them.

But Ayrin had already long since fled the area as Far Sight allowed him to still observe his traps. He was under the cover of a giant tree far outside the range of the arrows alongside Rinloran and Stingham. Thus, the Evil Dragon Archers weren’t able to discover a single trace of the enemy during their bouts of frantic shooting.

“The power of these arrows is not bad! These fireballs are almost comparable in strength to my Giant Fireball!”

As Stingham watched the flames trailing the arrows and the fireballs shooting through the sky, his eyes lit up as he said, “Perhaps this will be enough to get rid of the Black Witch’s disgusting thing!”

“Wait for now!” Ayrin and Rinloran both cried out as they felt Stingham’s urge to act rise.

At a time like it, it was naturally best for them to let the frightened and panicked Evil Dragon Archers waste as many arrows as possible or wait for them to retreat in a disorganized fashion before suddenly attacking. This was especially true for the three of them, who had rushed quite a bit to make it here on time and were thus not in top condition. They each had about one third the number of arcane particles their body could hold.

“What is there to wait for?! Let’s charge!”

Black lines filled Ayrin and Rinloran’s faces as Stingham ignored them and loudly charged out.

As the arcane energy within his body circulated, a yellow-red aura surged over his body as the strange metal zombie fit to his body once more. 1

“What is that?!”

As Stingham charged out from hiding, the Evil Dragon Archers all shrunk back from fear.