Chapter 627 - Loot (Part 2) (1/2)

Lith tried to lift the Forge, but it weighed too much, even for his inhuman strength.

'Damn! Without dimensional magic, we cannot store it nor warp it away!' Lith inwardly cursed non stop.

'You could make it float with a spell, but this thing is too big to get it out of here by crushing through the walls. The cursed object that oversees this place would kill us before we manage to escape.' Solus said.

Lith tried to lift it with a spell anyway. Much to his surprise, an external source of mana blocked his spell and the room started to rumble as if an earthquake was about to bring down the roof. The quaking stopped the moment Lith let the Forge go.

'Let's run away. There's enough mana surrounding us to kill you in the blink of an eye.' Solus warned him. Lith waited a few minutes and resumed searching the room only when Solus confirmed that the hostile mana was fading.

Even if it was very old, it was still a Forgemastering lab. After working for two years at the White Griffon, Lith knew how such places were built. He ignored the open cabinets and went straight for the test room, where any competent Forgemaster kept his prototypes.

A weapon rack full with all kinds of swords covered in blue runes was waiting for him.

'Yes!' Lith started picking them up, but after the first blade the rumbling resumed, forcing him to put them back in their place except for one. A second attempt to collect more than one sword confirmed his intuition.

”Okay, fine! They all have the same spell on them after all.” Lith's sour gr.a.p.es claim was followed by a quick read of the textbooks stored in the libraries. Once again, he could only pick one or pay the consequences.

The problem was that they were all written in gibberish and he was dangerously running out of time. The only silver lining in Lith's situation was that even if he was unable to understand the words and all the magic circles depicted were unknown, the basics of Forgemastering were still the same.

Lith and Solus were instantly able to tell the tier of an enchantment just by looking at the complexities of the drawings and the number of pseudo cores each spell was devised to handle.

They picked a small book that was only filled with complex tier five Forgemastering spells.

”Let's just hope they actually have a practical use. With my luck, they might as well be just teaching spells…” Lith choked on those words, finally realizing why the Huryole seemed so familiar to him.

The furniture's design was outdated and he had met the rooms in a random order, but too many things inside the lost city reminded him of the White Griffon academy. Lith would have liked to put his intuition to the test, but there was no time.

He used his flight spell to backtrack, moving as fast as he could while checking the map so he wouldn't get lost. Solus couldn't help him this time as she was too focused keeping watch against possible threats.

'Watch out! Something big and powerful is coming our way!' She warned him. Lith turned to his right just in time to see and incredibly handsome man with emerald hair and purple eyes coming from around the corner.

'Powerful I can believe, but big? Also, what's wrong with his hair? Did he come out of an anime or what?' Lith didn't slow down and set up several barriers, just in case the newcomer was hungry like all the creatures Lith had met during his explorations.

Said the green haired man in a forgotten language. Seeing that Lith wasn't even listening, he charged forward with inhuman speed, shapeshifting into his real form.

An emerald scaled dragon the size of a three-storey noble house started giving chase to Lith, using air magic to support its gigantic wings and gain more speed.

The creature roared while desperately trying to catch up.

Lith had never seen a real dragon before. His first reaction was surprise, immediately followed by his survival instincts kicking in.

'How bad is our situation?' He asked.