892 Accidents (2/2)
In the age of chaos and darkness, Beto wasn't certain that he could live to the natural end of his life even though he was a legend's student. He had pictured possible ways that led to his death, and all of them were heroic. Some involved battles with legends, while some were his desperate counterattacks after he was ambushed.
However, he did not know until today that he would die such an easy and unknown death. The aftermath of the battle of two legends had wiped him out completely!
It was not a heroic death at all. He couldn't even put up a fight! He was now familiar with the ordinary people who died in the previous battles!
”So, I am not the hero…” Beto's consciousness completely dispersed.
Antec also sensed the momentary vaporization of his body and his soul. His fear was finally gone, replaced by vague sorrow. ”I haven't created a real dream yet…
”I don't have many dates in my dream yet…
”I will never live to meet Fernando again…
”To be honest, the Nando he turned into was really pretty, although not as pretty as Furan…”
Stunned, Furan watched Beto, Antec, and her other companions swallowed by the holy light. The brightness of their life-preservation methods glittered, only to be drowned again. She knew very well that she would end just like them.
”I don't want to die here!
”I am an empress who will become a legendary sorcerer in the future. How can I die like a common sorcerer so easily?
”There are many wishes that I have not fulfilled yet. I need to settle scores with Nando and transform him into a real girl…”
Ambitions, desires, and wishes broke out, but Furan's struggles were useless. After a brief predicament, she was also dissolved by the holy light, leaving nothing but subtle regrets behind.
The whole time, the two legends fighting in the sky never looked at the house at all.
The house had nothing but incomplete walls that were ablaze. Nobody knew that the flames were telling the story of a bunch of legends' students struggling against their fall, only to die in silence.
Whatever big wishes and ambitions they had, they could only be buried in such an age!
After a hot wind blew over, one couldn't even find any ashes anymore.
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The King of Nightmare, the Stellar Mentor, and the other legendary sorcerers fought a few grand cardinals and legendary knights hard, communicating with each other through the telepathic bond.
”They are unstoppable. Gregory is suppressing Dracula and the Master of the Boundless Ocean with the strength of a demigod.”
”Mecantron stopped Danisos. Ivan and Rudolf are fighting the Mother God of the Earth and the elven queen…”
”The Silver Moon hasn't shown up?”
”No? What do we do?”
”We have to turn to the last resort! It's time to put Kufuray to use!”
”Alright. We can only summon the Lord of Hell now!”
After the Silver Moon's failed attack against the former pope, the legendary sorcerers decided to add another important leverage to the battle, even if it meant that they had to sell their souls to the devils!
Suddenly, the Stellar Mentor said with a stunned expression, ”It's useless! The blood sacrifice in Kufuray is useless!”
”It's him! It's Banham!” Somebody finally realized who the traitor was. It was Banham, the Original Fire!
It was not the Original Fire's turn to watch over the city, so they did not suspect him at the beginning. From what they had seen, he must have assassinated the legendary sorcerer!
Now that their last trump card did not work, the Stellar Mentor, the King of Nightmare, and the rest of them were not willing to fight anymore. They began to look for opportunities to escape.
However, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the sky. His face was plain and his skin was dark, but he was graceful in his sacred crown and his platinum staff.
”Gregory!”
”The pope!”
”Isn't he stopped by Dracula and the Master of the Boundless Ocean?”
Pope Gregory smiled. ”Since the Silver Moon didn't come, Dracula could only evacuate in advance. After he left, Harex certainly did not want to waste his life here either.”
After a pause, he looked at the bunch of legendary sorcerers. ”None of you are at the peak of legendary. I wonder if you can take one 'Light of Judgment' from me together.”
When level-three sorcerers were up against a demigod, they would be killed instantly if they did not escape through their unpredictable spells. Furthermore, in the current situation, they were still being haunted by plenty of grand cardinals and legendary knights.
”Why has he given up pursuing the top legends but focused his attention on dealing with the rest of us?” That was the final thought of the King of Nightmare and the rest of the sorcerers.