Chapter 313: The Death God’s Laughter (2/2)

Ayrin watched as a blue light enveloped Carter’s body and seemingly began to condense into something huge.

At this moment, several of the Bloodcrazed which had previously been sent flying by him charged towards him once more.

A red glow emanated from their bodies as their nails began to gleam blood-red. Blood dripped from their injuries but did not fall to the ground. Instead, the blood flowed atop their skin like a fluid layer.

The moment the Bloodcrazed were close enough to Ayrin, they immediately lashed out with their hands.

“Dragon Scale Absorption!”

Facing the attacks of all these Bloodcrazed who were no different from savage beasts, Ayrin didn’t attempt to dodge. Instead, he let their sharp nails directly rain down upon his body.

Rip…

Even with Dragon Scale Absorption, numerous wounds abruptly emerged atop Ayrin’s body and began to drip blood.

At the same time, Ayrin felt his body absorb arcane energy from the Bloodcrazed and transform it into arcane particles.

“As long as I can continuously replenish my arcane particles, I will undoubtedly be able to protect Teacher Ciaran!”

The fighting intent burning within Ayrin’s eyes began to burn even more intensely.

“Activate: Fist of the War God!”

Following Ayrin’s shout, countless bangs rang out around has him the Bloodcrazed surrounding him were thunderously smashed into the ground by his fists in succession.

“Death’s Energy: Shadow Ball!”

Without any pause, a ring of evil, dark purple light descended over a Bloodcrazed which had just died. A shadow ball shot up from the corpse and immediately slammed into another incoming Bloodcrazed.

“What?!”

At this moment, cries of shock rang out atop the altar as Lotton, who had been standing before Liszt, suddenly stepped forward, arcane energy surging around his body.

“He wants to make the first move?”

A light flashed through Carter’s eyes as he forcefully contained his release of arcane particles.

“You wish to be the first to fight me?”

Dias’ pupils abruptly shrank. He had not expected for Lotton to make the first move either.

“This will be my first time fighting for myself. My first time fighting because I want to. My first time fighting as a free person!”

“This feeling of fighting because I wish to, this feeling of being free. It really feels good.”

“These feelings of hatred and happiness, these feelings are both good.”

“Since it is like this, then I shall put everything on the line and fight just like Ayrin!”

A trace smile abruptly emerged atop Lotton’s face, which had always been cold and expressionless.

The air around him began distorting as all of the arcane particles within his body spewed out around him and began to circulate, eventually hiding Lotton from view.

A massive shadow emerged over Dias as a huge humanoid figure appeared before him.

The figure looked exactly the same as Dias, as if it was merely a replica of Dias which had been blown up a dozen times. The same except for a strange and shocking smile on its face.

The sensation emanating from Lotton’s skill was the same sensation they had gotten from Dias’ skill.

Whoosh!

Just as Lotton’s skill took shape, a domain energy emanated outward from Dias.

A holy, pure white light began to flicker around him as a pair of large angelic wings appeared on his back.

At this moment, the Evil Dragon Bishop, who wanted to enslave all of Doraster and was the embodiment of evil, had released a domain which seemed so sacred and pure. But it only made the others feel more disgusted.

The towering smiling figure of Dias and the actual Dias with a pair of holy wings behind him stood face to face. It was a strange and unbelievable scene, one which imprinted itself into everyone’s minds.