Chapter 309: Evil Dragon’s Altar, Flames of Hatred and Vengeance (2/2)

“Such a strange atmosphere. The circulation of my arcane particles has already become sluggish. Skill invocation will be much slower than usual,” Ayrin thought to himself as he landed atop the altar.

He had expected to be buffeted by heat due to the river of magma which flowed below the altar and was releasing billowing streams of heat.

But upon reaching the altar, there was no sensation of heat.

Instead, the altar was enveloped by an intense aura of coldness, one which seemed to penetrate through everything, including blood and flesh, and even arcane gates and arcane particles.

Ayrin quickly pinpointed the cause. It was the four pillars in the center!

At the same time, Ayrin finally managed to make out the appearances of the several arcane masters standing beside the pillars.

“Teacher Liszt?” Ayrin cried out in astonishment.

“Ayrin?”

Complete silence. Every single face atop the altar was filled with shock.

“Teacher Minlur! Teacher Carter! Teacher Ciaran! Teacher Donna!” Ayrin shouted in quick succession. He was overjoyed.

He recognized all the arcane masters standing beside the four crystal pillars save one who wore white robes and looked even colder than Rinloran.

“How come you kids are here?!”

“Quickly come here. Now is not the time for chatting.”

Liszt’s face remained emotionless as he quickly and calmly called for them to come over. Not a single trace of his usual nonchalant attitude was present.

“You are the ones who managed to rush down here?”

“What luck. You are just the ones we wish to kill.”

A cold voice rang out from the center of the towering crystal pillars.

“Who is it?”

Ayrin finally saw the three figures standing at the center of the four crystal pillars. Flames of different colors radiated from their bodies.

The one who had spoken was a handsome male wearing a luxurious looking silver robe with blue stitchings with silvery white eyes and pointed ears similar to Rinloran’s, making him a hard sight to forget. It was clear that he was also the holder of a high rank Elven bloodline. An ashy gray light emanated from his skin and pupils.

As for the other two figures, one was rather tall and covered in head to toe with by cyan plate armor. A silvery white mask covered their face as a faint blue light emanated from their feet.

The other was a thin and short boy with an abnormally pale face and blood red eyes who wore a blood red robe. The youth looked even younger than Ayrin, Rinloran, and Stingham.

“Dias!”

The moment he saw the appearance of the Evil Dragon Follower who had spoken, Rinloran’s expression immediately changed, a thin layer of frost covering his face as he shouted in a chilling tone.

“Dias? That’s the person who killed Teacher Ciaran’s lover… and the person who tried to make the entire sacred city fall? That’s him?!”

Ayrin stiffened.

Every single drop of blood within his body simultaneously ignited.

As the student who had the closest relationship with Ciaran within Holy Dawn Academy, he was the person who had most clearly seen the sadness hidden away within Ciaran’s heart.

All of it had been caused by this person before him who was observing him with a trace of interest and disdain.

“Dias!

“Fallen one who has betrayed the beliefs of arcane masters!”

“You will fall at my hands!”

Ayrin roared in anger.

Flames of hatred seemed to simultaneously erupt within his eyes.

In the face of Ayrin’s roar, Dias casually chuckled as he responded, “Such intent to fight… but you are destined to be disappointed. Lannister and those two old fellows from the Office of Special Affairs have been successfully blocked. You are the only ones who have managed to arrive here. Are you cursing yourselves for underestimating our strengths? Or are you perhaps cursing fate for being unfair?”

In the next moment, Dias’ face turned frosty as killing intent erupted from his body. “Younger brother, for them to have been brought here today… let me take revenge for you…”

“Stand behind us,” Ciaran said towards Ayrin, Rinloran, and Stingham.

Her face was still calm, but an ardent light radiated from her body.

“Teacher Ciaran, just what are they doing? Why aren’t we attacking them? Also, who are the other two?” Ayrin asked in quick succession.