Chapter 598: Jean Camus’s Trembling (2/2)
The crystal crashed into Ayrin’s chest.
“What happened?”
Stingham held his breath in confusion.
Ayrin crashed down like a meteor.
He could see a section of the crystal buried into Ayrin’s chest. Blood flowed out from the wound and poured onto the crystal.
“You bastard!”
Stingham’s expression twisted. He madly cursed the Storm Dragon, “What’s wrong with you? Ayrin tried to save you, yet you attacked him!”
The Storm Dragon did not make any sound. It was already dead, its head crashing into the ground.
Its life force was completely gone. Only the crystal stabbed into Ayrin’s chest was still releasing a terrifying dragon aura.
“Shut up!” Rinloran transmitted his voice into Stingham’s ear.
It was different from his usual scolding. This time, the voice carried his true anger.
......
“This is......”
Ayrin did not even scream when the crystal pierced his chest.
An indescribable feeling filled his entire being along with the power released by the crystal.
The crystal was rapidly shrinking.
Waves of unique power were filling up every cell in his body. At the same time, many images appeared in his head as a voice spoke in the mysterious Draconic language.
“It used Dragon Crystal Inheritance...... but what use is it at this moment? Disappear together!”
Nether Lord Lante’s astonishment only lasted a mere moment, “Nether Hell Chain!”
An illusion of a huge snake appeared from the void.
Whoosh!
A chain similar to the one that killed the Storm Dragon extended from the void and flew toward Ayrin.
“Ah!”
Stingham felt every cell in his body exploding.
He used all his strength and threw the Green Dragon Spear towards Lante.
It was an indescribable instinct. He felt Ayrin would really die if that arcane skill hit. He had never felt it even when Ayrin was hit by the black flames before.
A figure suddenly appeared next to Ayrin.
Whoosh!
A unique domain power spread out.
The huge chain suddenly disappeared before reaching him and Ayrin.
“Jean Camus!”
Everyone realized what happened.
“You can actually stop this forbidden skill! In that case, you shall die even more painfully!”
Lante’s expression turned ice cold.
The Demonic Dragon tattoo on his face suddenly swam and gathered on his right hand.
A grey crystal light shone from his right hand.
“This is?” Liszt and Rui contracted their pupils to the limit. That grey crystal light gave them a feeling as if it surpassed all. They even hallucinated a terrifying devil roaring and devouring everything.
Next to Lante, the female priestess enveloped in holy light had kept a calm expression.
However, right now her face had turned pale.
There was no arcane energy fluctuation and no presence.
She suddenly disappeared from the holy pillar of light.
One hand landed on the back of Nether Bishop Lante as if it crossed through time and space.
She arrived next.
She pressed her hand on the back of Nether Bishop Lante, her body a combination of black and white. It should have been a creepy sight, but she gave off a serene and holy feeling. She seemed to have crossed worlds. Many voices that sounded like chanting came from her body.
“You!” Nether Bishop Lante roared out and turned around.
Another gate appeared before him and the huge snake’s head poked out. However, it was instantly destroyed by a terrifying power and was reduced to ash.
Pssh!
His right hand which released a grey crystal light swung out and hit the priestess.
Time seemed to stop at that moment.
It seemed like many layers of glass where shattering in front of the priestess. Meanwhile, behind Nether Bishop Lante, many blue belts of light flowed out and seeped into the void.
Within the void, a passage was taking shape.
“What’s going on?” Everyone was shocked.
Jean Camus stiffened, his hands trembling violently.