DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 123: Bait and Hunters, Church of Light and Darkness
The fencing stood glued to the ground.
He remembered that name.
Last year, the genius students known as the "Hope of the Knight Academy" went to the Tulip Magic Academy to participate in the exchange competition. Everyone in the Yheng Imperial Knight Academy thought that they would obtain a perfect victory.
After all, one of them was Don Quixote, known as the "Imperial Dawn Light".
The result was completely unexpected.
They suffered a crushing defeat.
Even Don Quixote was defeated.
According to the students who went to the exchange match, they were completely destroyed by a super genius magician named Joelson, who single-handedly defeated the three great geniuses of the Knight Academy!
Angar knew that Joelson was very strong, but he did not expect him to be so strong.
There is hope for a trial!
Angar's eyes shone with joy and hope.
However, Joelson continued to stare at the head of the Church of Darkness on the ground, his eyes shining.
He raised his head and glanced at Angar.
"Do you have the courage to play a game with me?"
"What?!"
Angar was surprised.
The corner of Joelson's mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold smile. He said nonchalantly, "You, be the bait. I'll be a hunter."
Joelson's figure disappeared bit by bit in front of Angar as if he had been swallowed by the void.
Joelson's voice was heard in the void.
"Hows it? Do you dare to try?"
Anger was stunned on the spot, his eyes suddenly exploded with determination, he gritted his teeth and said, "I dare!"
...
Angar ran wild in the dense forest.
With the strength of a tier 6 knight, his speed was not slow.
However, there was a "Spirit" following him by his side, from time to time, there would be mocking laughter.
The two participants of the Dark Church trial followed him closely like a shadow, playing a game of cat and mouse.
A line of black combat aura shot out and drew a bloodline on Angar's arm.
Angar snorted, gripping his arm tightly while continuing to run with his head lowered.
"Are you a coward? Pull swords! Knights!"
Angar completely ignored the mocking laughter that came out from her ears as she continued to run.
Suddenly, he stopped.
In front of him were two poison gland lizards that gave him a dangerous look.
There's no way to run.
Angar turned around and calmly looked at the trial takers from the Dark Church who were following behind him.
The two men with fierce faces exuded an aura of the seventh rank.
"You're not running anymore?"
One of the trial participants stuck out her tongue and licked her lips. He said with a cynical smile, "You've wasted so much of my time. I will cut your flesh piece by piece and give it to the Mountain."
The poison gland lizard under the experiment taker neighs excitedly.
Angar chest up and down hard. His expression was tense, but his hands were empty. It was as if he had completely given up on fighting back.
The trial taker of the shadow cult slowly walked towards him The killing intent spread in the air.
At this moment, a pair of slender and beautiful hands were outstretched from the void behind them, one of them holding a sword while the other lit a fire.
They easily passed through one of the necks of the experiment takers and pressed the flames onto the heads of others.
The participant whose brain had been burned dry did not even scream as he fell to the ground.
Another person clutched his neck tightly as blood spurted out from the wound on his neck like a fountain.
He was like a chicken whose throat had been cut.
He fell to the ground with an expression of disbelief.
At that moment, two giant dragon claws descended from the sky, smashing the two poison gland lizards into a meat paste with each claw.
"Whoops!"
Angar let out a long sigh, coincidentally, he met a pair of golden-red giant dragon eyes, and his heart suddenly contracted.
Even though he knew that this was the genius's pet, he still could not help but fear when facing such a terrifying legendary creature.
Joelson stepped out of the void completely, casually shaking the blood on the short sword in his hand.
The standard short sword of the Dark Church was used to kill, and it was extremely useful.
Using the weapons of the Dark Church to harvest the heads of the Dark Church's trial takers, was that considered some sort of irony.
One had to say that the "Invisible Spell" of air-type magic was really too useful.
When the eighth level mage, Joelson, used it, even if he stood beside the two seventh level knights, they would not be able to notice it at all.
"Rest for ten minutes. Continue."
Joelson said to Angar calmly.
Angar nodded nonstop and took the time to recover his strength.
He was now full of strength, he could watch the trial takers of the Dark Church die one after another in front of him.
Even if he was killed while acting as bait, Angar was willing to do so.
“The comrades who died, someone has avenged you!” Angar thought in his heart.
Ten minutes later, Angar stood up and said respectfully to Joelson, "Alright, Mr. Joelson."
Joelson nodded silently.Suddenly, the magic communication crystal flashed again.
This time, it was a gathering signal.
Joelson glanced at him and said, "Close to that direction."
"Yes!"
Angar took a deep breath and jumped into the dense forest.
Joelson glanced at Du Lu, who flapped his wings and flew into the sky, hiding in the clouds.
Joelson is missing again.
A violent aura flowed into the clouds.
The holy light and dark aura were intertwined, and the diffusing energy wreaked havoc in the surroundings, flattening the small forest.
"It's very scary."
Don Quixote and the others hid behind the ancient tree, looking towards that fierce battle.
Everyone had shocked and surprised expressions on their faces.
"Even though we are called geniuses, compared to them, the gap is simply too big."
Stuart smiled bitterly and sighed.
Don Quixote also frowned; his gaze locked onto the two figures.
Their team had reached over a dozen people and was led by Don Quixote, the strongest tier 7 knight.
They also have Stuart, the Tulip Magic Academy, the Gemini Star, and other powerful tier 6 magicians.
However, their actions became more and more cautious.
A fierce battle between the Light Church and the Dark Church.
They saw a pale and strange man on the back of an extremely frightening undead wolf.
The strength of the undead wolf was comparable to a rank 9, and its body burned with black flames, each attack removing the vitality from a piece of vegetation.
Everywhere it passed was ruins.
And the one who fought against the undead wolf was not weak at all.
His appearance was even more shocking.
Louis, whose entire body was emitting a sacred level white light, had an indifferent expression.He held a holy sword in his hand, and a pair of snow-white light wings spread from both sides of his back.
Seven or eight priests stood behind him and chanted blessings for him.
His aura continued to rise, reaching the peak of level nine.
Every time he swung his sword, the giant undead wolf had no choice but to retreat.
The frightening aura from both sides intimidated the entire scene.