Chapter 308: Glory of a Brave Warrior (1/2)
“If this continues, the fragment of the Tree of Life won’t be able to keep up!”
Rinloran could feel his hands turning cold as ice.
The fragment of the Tree of Life was quickly exhausting its essence, but the onslaught of arcane energy continued and showed no signs of stopping.
The screaming around them slowly disappeared, until the battlefield became eerily silent. Due to the volume of death, clouds of necrotic gas gathered to form a lingering thin mist over the battlefield.
“A team managed to survive… this exceeds my expectations…”
At this time, a sigh abruptly rang out beside them.
“Who is it?”
A cluster of bright yellow light reminiscent of a massive dragon’s eye emerged before Ayrin, Rinloran, and Stingham’s eyes and floated towards them.
“It’s Holy Dawn Academy’s team?!”
Ayrin and the others couldn’t see who was hidden within the cluster of bright yellow light, but whoever it was, they were able to immediately recognize Ayrin’s group.
“To think that you youths also entered this place. Ah, forget it. Since it is like this, you kids, live well so you may fight again for the peace of Doraster.”
The person within the cluster of bright yellow light released another sigh.
The cluster of bright yellow light abruptly scattered and transformed into countless strands of gentle yellow light, completely enveloping Ayrin and the others.
“It’s blocking the arcane energy…”
Rinloran’s breath caught in his throat as he felt the gentle yellow light around them completely stop the onslaught of arcane energy.
“He…” Ayrin gasped as his body abruptly stiffened.
As the light scattered, Ayrin was able to catch a glimpse of the person within. It was an arcane master wearing the golden robes of Golden Stag Academy. But before he could clearly see their face, their body disintegrated into nothingness.
Several seconds more, and there was no longer any trace of the Golden Stag Academy arcane master.
“To save us… he let himself die?” Stingham was stunned motionless as a feeling he had never felt before pervaded his body.
Ayrin tightly clenched his fists, cracking his knuckles.
This arcane master was likely one of the elite teachers of Golden Stag Academy, which had some enmity with Ayrin due to its connection with House Baratheon. So why did he give up his life to save theirs? They hadn’t even interacted before!
Was it due to his convictions as an arcane master, for the sake of protecting the future of Doraster? Did he sacrifice himself because he believed that they were a greater threat towards the Evil Dragon Followers than he was?
“Live well so you may fight again for the peace of Doraster.…”
The arcane master’s last words incessantly rang within Ayrin’s ears. He suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, “I vow to one day become a true brave warrior like you! I swear my life towards maintaining the peace of Doraster!”
As Stingham and Rinloran watched Ayrin scream towards the heavens, teardrops couldn’t help but fall from their eyes.
……
A few more minutes later, the arcane energy of Apocalypse finally began to dissipate.
A ruinous scene emerged before them. It seemed like the world had come to an end – the ground was covered by the corpses of bats, arcane masters, and various other living organisms and the roars of zombies rang out across the former battlefield.
The bright yellow strands of light enveloping Ayrin and the others slowly disappeared.
Ayrin, Rinloran, and Stingham silently observed their surroundings.
Finally, their gazes all fixed onto the position of the Abyss of Evil at the very center of the battlefield.
Although it seemed to be quite a bit thinner than before, the dark purple pillar of gas continued to surge forth from within, bringing along with it various flames formed of fragmented particles. It was still an otherworldly sight to behold.
Ayrin took a deep breath and clenched his fists once more as he looked towards Rinloran and Stingham and asked, “Should we just charge in?”
“Although this skill slaughtered a large number of our arcane masters, and those from the Kingdom of Doa, it also did the same for the Evil Dragon Followers. Thus, it is likely that this skill was saved as a last resort for if they couldn’t hold on anymore. There must be a decisive battle going on within the Abyss of Evil,” Rinloran slowly reasoned, his voice ice cold. He nodded his head and said without any hesitation, “We charge!”
“I just knew you guys would say that!” Stingham cried in dismay as he looked at Ayrin and Rinloran. “I must have gone crazy to believe that following you guys in there is correct.”
“You idiot!” Rinloran groaned, but his eyes were filled with warmth as he looked back at Stingham.
“Charge!”
Rinloran put his hand out before Ayrin and Stingham.
Ayrin hesitated, and then put his fist over Rinloran’s hand, “Charge!”
“If we charge, then we charge! If we die, then we die! We almost died just now anyway!” Stingham shouted, an expression of apprehension as he closed his eyes and put his hand on top.
“Charge!”
The three youth began running across the ruinous plain.
The Dark Queen Mermaid followed behind them. As for Lotton, his figure disappeared from view, but he was surely with them.