Chapter 270: Blunder (2/2)

He glared at Edward who was hiding behind a sacred shield and was clearly issuing orders, and a smile appeared for a split second over his face. “Do you think you’re safe just because you’re hiding behind that thing? I could use wind if thunder doesn’t work!”

Hence, like the conductor of a symphony, Vlad spread his hands and gently drew a few strokes in the air. Two massive hurricanes immediately stretched out of the blood clouds behind him, their spiral funnel cutting straight towards Edward and Eleena!

And unlike the thunderbolts, the blood hurricanes were continuous and didn’t immediately fade after hitting Eleena’s sacred shield. It instead gained momentum like a drill, inflicting tons of damage upon the shield.

Within seconds, visible fractures cracked open over the sacred shield.

“I can’t hold it any longer.” Eleena shortly informed Edward about the terrible situation they were in, before stuffing another lollipop into her mouth to recover mana.

“Damn it, I didn’t think that he could regain movement that quickly…” Edward was feeling the setback too.”

He took a deep breath, adjusting his mana and preparing himself mentally-while newbies all relied on the Skill System to unleash their abilities in the simplest way possible, advanced Players had learnt the flow of energies within their own bodies after using their skills over thousands of times, therefore becoming familiar with the structure of the spell that made up the skill (or something like that).

Moreover, most first-rate Players shared the notion that using their own wills to construct and cast their skills instead of relying on the Skill System would make casting quicker, increasing the versatility of the skill itself while also reducing cooldown time.

Edward was naturally one such Player. He had even vaguely felt out the wondrous energy that came from Happy Flames, although it was just a skin-deep feeling for now.

But in this very moment, with the strategy which the Players had staked all they had ending in failure, they could only brace themselves and charge.

Eventually, the two tangled blood hurricanes shattered the sacred shield and advanced towards everyone.

Raising his staff, Edward was ready to cast his spell when he noticed that he was in the center of the hurricanes and could see the horrific walls of gust nearby, but his surroundings were somehow extraordinarily serene.Could this be the so-called eye of the storm? Edward thought, suddenly remembering an experienced wood elf’s story about hurricanes back in Trinia.

Nonetheless, a dark shadow had appeared before him in the next split second.

Edward didn’t have to see to know who it was

—the pungent scent of blood that hit him in the face and having been attacked by him on close-range before, he knew that the Revived Nightstalker had come for him again!

“Black Dragon H-“

Edward promptly casted his spell, but Vlad was much quicker.

The Nightstalker reached out and seized Edward by the throat, holding his voice in his vocal cords and lifted him into the air.

“You’re the leader here, yes?” Vlad’s lips parted in a harrowing smile, revealing his fangs that were much longer and sharper than that of humans. “I wonder what look would appear on their faces when they realized that their leader has become my blood slave!”