Chapter 687: Deep Green (1/2)

A crisp sound rang out in front of Stingham.

He could not even see what kind of arcane power hit Meraly before he felt an intense pain spreading from his chest to the rest of his body.

Meraly knocked into him.

Crack crack crack......

He could hear crystal shattering inside her body.

Then, the same cracking sounds came from his own body, but sharper.

Boom!

Stingham and Meraly fell limp to the ground, digging out a deep trench in front of Ayrin.

The Evil Dragon sneered.

The wind raged and a transparent wind blade shot towards Ayrin’s head.

Meraly was dyed red with blood. However, the Eternal Crystal’s properties allowed her bones to rapidly recover despite being broken. Seeing the transparent wind blade about to pass her, she screamed, forced herself up and extended a crystal sword.

Sharp edges clashed in the air.

After another crisp collision, Meraly was blown back past Ayrin and fell to the ground again.

“Moss!” Chris shouted.

Moss already appeared behind her. After a loud boom, he pushed Chris with both of his hands and charged towards the Evil Dragon.

It was an assault method they had practised together. By making use of his speed, Moss could bring Chris in close range of the opponent, which was her specialty. However, Chris's two arms could no longer move. Even if she rushed to the Evil Dragon, she could only buy a little bit of time.

Those who saw this scene respected the courage of the Holy Dawn students. However, bitterness filled their mouths. The war was lost in their eyes.

After Fellemang, who was part of the Evil Dragon, reintegrated with the Evil Dragon, the Evil Dragon greatly increased his power. His current casting speed was already much faster than normal six-gate arcane masters.

......

The Evil Dragon watched the approaching Chris and Moss and revealed a contempt grin.

Moss’s speed was extremely fast in other people’s eyes, but to him, they were very slow.

His pupils changed. His irises became a straight grey line.

He neglected Chris and Moss and chanted a few mysterious syllables.

The calm ground beneath him became a violent ocean again.

The lifeless scavenger vines that fell on the ground began growing madly. Within the dust, countless scavenger vines thicker than barrels burrowed out from the ground while the broken ones were regrowing. Their numbers were even greater than before.

“This place was once the most important outpost forest of the Yalf Kingdom. I buried their final hope here. And today, all of you are fated to be buried here as well.” After regenerating the scavenger vines, the Evil Dragon turned his eyes to Moss and Chris.

After the first syllable came out, the air turned viscous.

Everyone could see Chris and Moss again as they slowed down dramatically.

Pssh!

Chris felt an impassable wall of air pressing against her. Her face turned purplish red due to pressure and she spat out a mouthful of blood. Each blood droplet floated backwards.

Moss yelled out and generated a new surge of energy. However, he still could not move forward. The moment he landed on the ground, his leg muscles bulged up as if they were about to explode.

......

Stingham stood up wobbly.

His breath was heated. He was certain he could not block a second nonchalant attack from the Evil Dragon. However, he still stood up.

“Idiot!” The Evil Dragon spat out unconsciously.

This word came out so fluently as if it was by instinct.

A grey breath splashed out from between his lips. It looked like a leaf at first, but immediately enlarged into a grey scythe over dozens of meters long.

The air remained viscous as if tons of seawater gathered around. Stingham could not even dodge after barely standing up.

However, at that moment, a sharp shriek stabbed into everyone’s ears. “Don’t...... hurt him......”

The voice was strange. It was Doraster’s common language, but the owner of the voice seemed to be unfamiliar with it. The pronunciation differed from most people.

Hence, the voice gave them a feeling as if countless witches scratched a hard object with a sharp blade and screamed hysterically.

Countless grey light rays shot out from behind Stingham and clashed against the grey scythe along with the creepy shriek.

Stingham turned around.

His brain still felt groggy. He did not even care if the grey light rays could block the Evil Dragon’s attack, because he had no strength left to do anything.

The voice sounded strange and weird to him, but he could tell the owner of the voice...... definitely cared about him.

A tall and dark-skinned female arcane master appeared in his sight.