Chapter 318: After the War (2/2)

“Perhaps it is a good idea. No matter how useless and idiotic you bunch are, with my Scriptures of Time and my Blood Sucking Amulet, it should be impossible for you all to lose to those brats of Holy Dawn Academy.”

Kelly nodded as he glared at Lotner and the others, “But for me to expend so much only to win back some of our school’s artifacts… It just seems like such a waste of energy.”

Upon hearing Kelly’s words, Lotner and the others immediately became excited as they quickly replied, “Don’t worry Teacher Kelly, we will definitely think of a way bump up the stakes!”

“Then whatever we win?” Kelly rubbed his chin as a sinister smile emerged on his face.

“It will naturally belong to Teacher Kelly!” Lotner and the others hastily patted their chests in confidence as he replied, “We will only take back the Moon Echo Sabre and Spirit Obstruction Gem. Everything else will be given to Teacher Kelly because we wouldn’t be able to win without Teacher Kelly’s help.”

“Ahahaha, then I will be looking forward to your performances.” A minute ago, Kelly had been still swearing at Lotner and the others, but now, he was laughing in satisfaction.

……

As the aura of evil dissipated, the sky above Evil Dragon Abyss began to clear up.

Jean Camus was currently standing within a fissure in the ground in the deepest portion of Evil Dragon Abyss.

In the long and narrow space behind him, hundreds of arcane masters frantically scurried around and dug into the ground as if nothing else was important.

It was a crazy scene.

The area they were currently standing was none other than the area where the bones of dragons were buried within the Evil Dragon’s Abyss.

It was a land densely littered with dragon skeletons. And if they were lucky, they might even be able to find a dragon crystal, or even a corpse!

It was because of this area that many higher ranking Evil Dragon Followers would often incorporate dragon skeletons and corpses in their skills.

The arcane energy within the dragon bones had caused the ground here to harden into a layer of abnormally hard dark green crystal.

Yet even still, the arcane masters in the area continued to dig as if their lives depended on it, even expending arcane particles without hesitation.

Of course, Jean Camus was not participating in this excavation.

In fact, the madness of the arcane masters before him caused him to feel a little guilty.

Had they banded together to defeat the Evil Dragon Followers, or to rob them of what they had?

Jean Camus slowly walked away from the area as he continued along the narrow fissure until he reached its end.

He had long since noticed a strange aura emanating from this area. If not for the madness incited by the draconic area which had seeped into these grounds, it was likely that Jean Camus would not have been the only person who noticed it.

Having reached the end of the fissure, a massive cliff appeared before Jean Camus.

This cliff was speckled with cavern mouths of varying sizes from which currents of air flowed out like streams of tears.

Jean Camus’ gaze fixated on one of these entrances which happened to be perfectly a person tall.

As he approached the cave, he could faintly sense a strange aura billowing out from within. It was the aura of domain energy!

He hesitated for a moment, and then began walking into the cave.

“Arcane masters have finally broken into Fallen Shadow Valley?”

“I can feel the Evil Dragon’s aura dissipating.”

Jean Camus had only just entered the cave when a strange, unusually hoarse voice rang out from within.

Jean Camus’ face remained calm as a cluster of light emerged from his fingertips and floated out before him, lighting up the darkness ahead.

Before long, he reached the end of the cave, which was not as deep as it had appeared. A strange sight appeared before him.

A rare expression of shock emerged atop Jean Camus’ face.

At first glance, it looked like it was an arcane master riding a massive spider.

But it was in fact a single being with the upper body of a thin middle aged man with long black hair and a lower body of a spider about the size of several people. It was one fused entity!

But what shocked Jean Camus the most was that the area around this spider-man was completely covered with strands of shimmering spider silk which released a terrifying domain energy.

The domain felt extremely stable to Jean Camus and seemed like it would last forever if not disturbed.

“Who are you?” Jean Camus couldn’t help but ask.

“I am…” The strange long haired spider-man began speaking to answer. But in the next moment, he paused as one of his spider legs began to tremble uncontrollably. “No! It’s another trick! You are also one of them, one of those Evil Dragon Followers! Stop your pretending, you are still trying to cheat me out of my taboo skill! It’s a shame that your bloodline’s aura has given you away!”

“What?” Jean Camus stiffened.

“Stop pretending!” An immense look of hatred and violence emerged on his face as he screamed, “Did you really think that I cannot sense your abnormal bloodline? Other than yourself, the Spider Bishop, who else has such a strange bloodline as you!”

“The Spider Bishop?” Jean Camus became even more puzzled.