Chapter 290: A Gift from Those Guarding the Boundary (1/2)
Chapter 290: A Gift from Those Guarding the Boundary
“I wonder how the war is going… although blocking off escape routes is also extremely important, not being allowed to enter the core area of the Evil Dragon Followers and fight is just… I’m not afraid of death… why am I stuck here…”
In the central area of Fallen Shadow Valley, Malcolm sighed incessantly as he sat atop a rock beside the immense pillar of billowing dark purple gas.
This tall black haired man wore the uniform of Three Headed Dragon Academy. Indeed, he was one of Three Headed Dragon Academy’s elite teachers, and also a member of the Office of Special Affairs.
To an arcane master like him, fighting to the death in the midst of danger during a great war like this was true glory.
……
Observing the immense pillar of dark purple gas while standing beside it was incredibly different from observing it from afar.
From where Malcolm was sitting, he could clearly differentiate every particle and flame which formed the column.
The largest of these particles were the size of fists. As they surged out from within the abyss and collided with flames, they would continuously pop and split in all directions like soap bubbles.
The astonishing thing about these particles and flames was that they all contained the same aura as the arcane energy of the Evil Dragon Followers, the Evil Dragon’s aura of evil.
Just what had the Evil Dragon King left amidst all of the altars within the Abyss of Evil?
Was it some kind of corpse? Or perhaps it was some kind of special bloodline existence created from arcane particles?
As the evil aura became increasingly thick around him, Malcolm began feeling that if this war didn’t result in the annihilation of Fallen Shadow Valley, the Evil Dragon Followers could actually recover the Evil Dragon’s bloodline as recorded in legend, leading to the rise of a new Evil Dragon King.
Suddenly, flames and particles of varying colors began appearing within the immense dark purple pillar of gas. Electricity-like streaks of energy connected these flames and particles as they shot out from within the pillar into the sky like bolts of lightning.
The battle within the Abyss of Evil was continuing on, and had perhaps become even more intense.
“Eh?”
At this moment, Malcolm stood up as a giant black eagle abruptly pierced through the dense layer of dark clouds above his head and descended towards him like a meteor before gently landing on his shoulder.
An icy coldness radiated from the feathers on the eagle’s wings and a penetrating gaze emanated from its eyes, which were like two white gemstones which had been poked in the middle with a thin black brush.
A powerful arcane energy fluctuation rippled from its body, forming a layer of ice in the air around it.
This giant black eagle was clearly a Highland Eagle sent by “Lord of the Frozen Lands” Arnold!
A glint flickered through Malcolm’s eyes as he turned and looked towards a rocky patch of earth beside him.
“A necromancer? And a dark creature?”
A look of excitement appeared on his face as he coldly smiled.
At the same time, a figure emerged from within the dark purple pillar of gas behind him.
This figure wore the uniform of Winterfell Academy’s arcane masters. They were rather tall and dignified.
“Have some powerful characters finally arrived?”
This tall, middle-aged arcane master repeatedly clenched and loosened his fists as if he couldn’t wait any longer.
“This?”
But then, he and Malcolm immediately froze in shock.
As the last vestiges of light were overcome by darkness, a golden-haired youth wearing the student uniform of Holy Dawn Academy walked out amidst the rocks.
This youth constantly combed through his hair in a narcissistic manner and gave off an unreliable feeling. But what shocked them was that there was a dark aura releasing Dark Queen Mermaid following closely behind him!
“A Dark Queen Mermaid?”
After this boy and Dark Queen Mermaid were two more youths wearing the student uniform of Holy Dawn Academy.
Finally, behind these two youths was one more slouching youth. A powerful aura of death rippled from his body.
“Vengeful Spirit?”
“That is a corpse! But because they died with too much resentment and willpower, they have managed to remain atop this earth at the boundary between life and death. A Vengeful Spirit which is neither dead nor alive!”
Malcolm and the tall, Winterfell Academy arcane master were both stunned.
The group of four before them was just too strange!
For one, there wasn’t a single arcane master atop Doraster that they knew of, Evil Dragon Follower or not, who could summon dark creatures like this Dark Queen Mermaid.
As for the Vengeful Spirit… Vengeful Spirits were extremely rare, even during the Era of the War of Dragons and chaotic Magus Era.
If a Dark Queen Mermaid or Vengeful Spirit had been following behind a five or six gate arcane master, then perhaps they could have accepted it.
But both had appeared here at the same time, and they were following alongside a team of young students!
The powerful impact of what they saw caused the two of them, who were accustomed to seeing amazing things, to remain speechless.
“Huuu…”
On the contrary, the three strange youths let out sighs of relief upon seeing the two arcane master before them.
“They are our people… Misters, are you arcane masters of the Office of Special Affairs?” asked one of the three youth, breaking the silence. A strange yellow crystal ball floated in the air beside him, and he seemed to have the greatest fighting intent of the three.
“I am Malcolm. He is Lucius. We are indeed both arcane masters of the Office of Special Affairs. What about you three?” Malcolm responded as he regained his wits.
“We are members of Holy Dawn Academy’s team. I am Ayrin, this is Stingham, and he is Rinloran,” Ayrin warmly introduced himself and his teammates.