Chapter 201 (1/2)

Chapter 201: The Invincible Magic Puppet (Part 1)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Thud!

The last of the axe-wielding Warriors finally fell. He was dead before he even hit the ground. Morestern heaved a long sigh of relief and reached his hand out to pull down the hood of his tattered cloak. Just then, a bone cracked and the body that had been attacked by the axe of a Warrior earlier almost collapsed to the ground.

“Ah, it’s time to find a new body,” said Morestern.

This wouldn’t be a big problem to him though, as he had killed almost all of Dorians’ men. Once he got out of here, he’d just find a safe place to rest for a while then come back once he’d recovered slightly and kill Dorians. Then, the underground palace would be his.

This turned out to be quite out of my expectations, Morestern thought.

He looked around at the corpses strewn all across the ground and couldn’t help but feel proud of himself. He hadn’t been out for hundreds of years; who would’ve thought that he’d still be on top of his game?

After a short rest, Morestern then walked towards the exit and was prepared to get out of the underground palace. The Shadow Fortress was still active, but it wouldn’t be any problem for him to cancel it now, as there wouldn’t be anyone else in here to pose any threat to him.

The Mana in his body was close to depleted now, so Morestern took out a bottle of fluorescent potion and swallowed it in one gulp. It was a high-level Mana potion which was highly effective in replenishing a body that was almost out of Mana back to its full capacity. He then lifted his wand and directed the Mana towards the skeleton at the tip of his wand and caused a huge Mana fluctuation to appear in the passageway.

Morestern was about to use the remaining Mana in his body to cast the Level-7 attacking spell in his wand to deactivate the Shadow Fortress. But just as the spellcasting process reached halfway, a thought emerged in Morestern’s mind which made him pause.

If those people who were lying in wait for me are outside, he thought, then wouldn’t it be suicide for me to use the Level-7 spell now?

Once he thought about it, Morestern gritted his teeth and decided to sit down inside here instead of going out. He knew that there were three people waiting to attack him, and one of them was a powerful dark magic Magician who was actually inside this underground palace. Meanwhile, Dorians’ underlings had all been eliminated, so there was only Dorians left to deal with.

His body was weak now, so it wouldn’t be a good idea to fight Dorians. The best plan for him was to just wait here quietly and recover his strength and not arouse Dorians’ suspicion so he wouldn’t come out.

As he thought of this, Morestern closed his eyes and entered into a half-conscious meditative state to accelerate his body’s healing rate.

But just then, he heard footsteps coming from the depths of the underground palace.

Tap… tap… tap…

The footsteps were light and regular, and they didn’t sound that fast.

Morestern was naturally stunned. He opened his eyes immediately and saw a skinny figure walk out of the big entrance. The shadowy figure was about five feet and six inches tall. The figure’s silhouette seemed quite slim and feminine; the only pity was that her chest was too flat. Morestern could now discern that she was wearing a long dress that was covered in shiny scales, while in her hand she was holding a four-foot-long sword. When he looked at her face again she noticed that her skin was as smooth and fair as porcelain, and her features almost flawless. The dark black eyes shone with beguiling charm… ah, this was indeed a true beauty!

“You are…?” Morestern asked in a daze.

He wasn’t one to be so easily fooled by someone’s outward appearances, of course. This young woman in front of him was indeed beautiful, but strangely enough, he couldn’t sense any Life Aura from her at all. Neither did her body emit a Mana fluctuation. In other words, she was no different from a non-living lump of rock.

The young woman’s face showed no trace of emotion as she walked towards Morestern in her neither-fast-nor-slow pace. Once she was about 160 feet away from him, she suddenly spoke up.

“Target: Voodoo Magician. Height: five feet, eight inches. Body weight: 150 pounds. Strengths: secret spells. Threat level: two stars.”

“…?” Morestern didn’t catch all of what she said and just sat there dumbstruck by it all. Still, he was prepared to unleash an attack the moment he was sure this young woman was going to be a threat to him.

He activated a three-phase barrier, then lifted his wand and pointed it towards the young woman and chanted, “Elemental Collapse!”

A water-like translucent sheet of Mana then shot towards the strange young woman.

Ding!

The body of the young woman suddenly became blurred, and she bent backwards until her body was almost horizontal as she escaped the attacks of the Elemental Collapse with unimaginable speed.

She can’t be that fast! Morestern thought, although he didn’t seem to panic at all. If this woman could dodge an attack from a focused-range spell, then how about trying to dodge his wide-range attack?

“Spiderweb!” Morestern decided to slowly toss the web this time just to gauge her speed.

The moment the white light of the spell appeared, Morestern suddenly discovered that the young woman disappeared!

“Where did she go?” remarked the flummoxed Morestern.

Then, he felt a cool sensation on his forehead as if something cold was piercing through his skull. At the last moment, he saw the beautiful face of the young woman right in front of him. The last image he saw in his mind was that of those clear, charming eyes of hers.

How is this possible? Why didn’t my protective barrier work?

Those were the last thoughts in Morestern’s head. He was dead immediately afterwards, and the Spiderweb that he cast collapsed with him.

“Mission completed. Threat eliminated,” said the young woman. Her voice was as pure and innocent as a lark’s. She then turned around and walked back into the underground palace.

Tap… tap… tap…

She kept a leisurely pace as she walked, as if she was just enjoying an afternoon stroll in the park.

Ba-dump!