069 â Shadows Looming Ark #5
As we passed the narrow stone-walled corridor, something like a wide open space appeared.
It was a large vacant lot with thick pillars rising up to the high ceiling.
Naturally, there was no sunlight, no torches, nor were there lanterns installed. There was only darkness.
I never thought that there would be such a large vacant lot in the castle. You couldnât help but wonder what this place was for.
It also smelled like oilâŚ
At that moment, a screaming enemy rushed towards Elga.
Of course, Elga easily avoided it by moving her body to the side like how a matador dealt with a bull. At the same time, she kneed the enemyâs abdomen.
Elga said as she tapped the head of the man who had collapsed to the floor.
âHow many did we take down, about fifteen?â
âThereâs twenty people in the class. Excluding me and Mirna-nim, there should be three more people here. Huuu-.â
I tried to catch my breath.
The combination of dizziness and a throbbing headache made my mind foggy.
Having cast my spell for ten times, my magical limit was inevitably approaching. Still, it wasnât all bad.
By actually using magic, I was able to understand the power and limitations of my magic.
That said, Paimon was kind of like a shotgun.
A shotgun made of air bullets.
A shotgun that increased in power the closer it was to the target and decreased the further away.
Even if the wand weakened its power and increased stability, it wouldnât just simply end with breaking peopleâs bones, since it would cause damage to the internal organs if hit at close range.
In fact, if you got hit by something like that on the head, you would be a dead man through and through.
If it was already like this with just the skill of a Mage who had only risen to the second rank, how was the Demon King Angmarâs âPaimonâ spell, which was casted by someone of the 10th rank?
And what about the warriors of the families who subdued such a powerful being?
So I had casted the spell about ten times now. Although it was just a guess, I felt like the next two chants were my limit.
It meant that I was almost out of gas, and nearing Mana Exhaustion.
As I was experiencing the throbbing headache, I wondered if this might have been the opponentâs goal.
Wasnât it the purpose of Professor Balan to invite us to such a disadvantageous place, and slowly consume us?
It seemed that the opponent had adopted the strategy of âdraining the target through a series of continuous battlesâ before striking.
Of course, I was the only one tired. Elga and Mirna were quite energetic. As expected, our levels were too far apartâŚ
Pulling out the treasured giant halberd Crusher of the Lioness family, Elga impatiently said.
âMirna, is this the right place? Can you feel anything? Letâs finish this quickly so I can have dinner.â
âIt is here somewhere. I can feel my fatherâs energy around here. You have to be careful.â
âHmm, alright. Hey, Theo, canât you use flash magic to light up the surroundings?â
How could you expect someone to do something they couldnât?
But, well, I could do this.
I kept my composure and keenly listened to my surroundings.
My, Theoâs, ears were twice more sensitive than others.
So, if there was a sign of movement in this wide and quiet darkness, I shouldnât have a problem seeing through it.
Then, I finally heard something growl in my ear.
At the same time, we saw a huge, blazing ball of fire flying towards us.
âFireball-!? Everyone gets behind me!â
Elga exclaimed in surprise. Naturally, Mirna and I followed her instructions and hid behind.
Elga raised her ax towards the watermelon-sized fireball that was flying towards us.
She sliced the fireball in half, resulting in the sound of something being cut by a sharp object, causing huge explosions to the left and right.
With that, the surrounding area became brighter in an instant. Could it be because of the faint smell of oil from before?
The blazing flames then formed a wall like some drawing.
I could see that it was some kind of magic circle.
Unknowingly, we got caught up in the middle of said magic circleâŚ
Dark shadows suddenly moved toward us.
They were undead like zombies and skeletons. And unlike the Ark students from before, they had no life.
The moment she saw them, Mirna trembled.
Elga asked, while pointing her giant halberd in all directions.
âYou know who they are?â
âThey are Draco Family members. Our graves have been dug up! They will be different from the normal undead, be careful!â
âAhh-. This is why I hate Dracos. Even in death, youâre still causing trouble. Mirna, do you have a good way to deal with this? Should we just get besieged like this?â
âI am confident in surviving alone. However, the opponent would not be accommodating enough to let me protect you as well.â
Elgaâs eyes then looked at something floating in the air. It was a white haired undead in black robes.
It was the high Lich, Aleister.
âItum kalli. Hur Bolt Jack.
Blue flames ignited in the Lichâs bare hands. When I met him a few days ago, those same hands gave me candy.
But now, he was controlled by Professor Balan and literally became a terminator-like tool to slaughter the living.
âHonestly, I donât know how to beat that. He looks as strong as my dadâŚâ
Elga looked at Aleister and then thought of her father, Lord Reinhardt.
In fact, Reinhardt and Aleister were peers and rivals. Therefore, Elga must have gauged Aleisterâs combat power by estimating the skills of her father, Reinhardt.
âHey, Draco. Does your dad have any weaknesses? Heâs a Lich, so is there something like a Life Vessel? Like an urn where he hides his soul?â
âAleister Draco is our familyâs greatest masterpiece. There is no way heâd have such an obvious weakness.â
âThen how am I supposed to knock him down!? Even if I cut him, wouldnât he just revive!?â
âIf there is a weakness, it would be the caster who is controlling it. Find Professor Balan. Sheâll be here somewhere. In the meantime, I will try to regain control if possible!â
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