《Versatile Mage》Chapter 2077 - Evil Dragons Sweeping the Sky
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Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Michael knew the Undead Emperor was here for Qin Yu’er.
As long as he was still in the Sacred City, the Demon Sealing Sunflower would continue to absorb his energy. His unstoppable Mantle was on the verge of being destroyed too, exposing his corrupted soul.
If the Undead Emperor’s soul perished, he would no longer remain awake. The Plane of Darkness would lose an Emperor, too!
Upright?
Michael had never thought what he was doing was worthy of being called upright. He was grateful toward the soul inside the Emperor’s flesh instead, and impressed by its unyielding spirit. Without him, the Undead Emperor would not have set foot inside the Sacred City knowing it was a trap, nor would he fight them in the Sacred City to the death. Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult to reach the King of Undead through his army, let alone exterminate him!
Therefore, Michael believed this was their only chance to defeat the Undead Emperor. They had to keep him inside the Sacred City forever, before the soul in the Undead Emperor perished!
“Sacred Staff of Authority!”
Michael was standing on the roof of a building now completely covered by the sunflowers. He Summoned a staff with blue feathers out of nowhere. It began to expand as he chanted, growing from a length of one meter to the height of a tower.
To everyone’s surprise, the staff kept expanding, and was soon as large as the staff of a god, extending between the night sky and the spacious land. The two cities were suddenly a lot smaller in comparison.
As Michael uttered a strange tone, the huge staff slammed to the ground and unleashed a mighty wave of energy!
Michael was standing in front of the Sacred Residence. People were shocked to see half of the mirrored Sacred City was caught in the impact from the wave!
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Zhan Kong had not stopped approaching Qin Yu’er. The golden dragon had only managed to knock him back a little. The Mages had no chance of stopping him, but the destructive power of the staff sent him flying.
The wave spread across half the city, but it did not inflict any damage on either the buildings or the sunflowers. However, Zhan Kong who was brimming with darkness, suffered great damage. The wave of energy was like soaking him in a pool of mercury and light. Not only was his body burning badly, but the rays of light that passed through him occasionally were also scorching him like the sun!
The Undead Emperor was knocked a great distance away. The strength that Michael had displayed was indeed different from the other Forbidden Mages. When the light of the staff disappeared, the Sacred City Mages clearly noticed multiple festering wounds on the Undead Emperor’s body, like a normal person whose skin had been badly burned.
The sunflowers displayed their power again. The stems and leaves grew rapidly atop Zhan Kong’s injuries, and immediately trapped him like a cage!
Sunflowers were blossoming inside the cage, their petals glowing like the stars in the night sky, yet their light was far from gentle and friendly. They were firing deadly rays at their target!
The cage was the size of a national stadium. The deadly rays emitted by the sunflowers were so dense that there was not the slightest gap between them. The deadly rays came from all directions to obliterate Zhan Kong.
“Black Jade Dragon Robe!”
Zhan Kong sprang into the air. His body was hovering oddly as draconic Runes suddenly appeared on his black Mantle. Something that resembled a snake flew out of the Mantle with a flicker of motion and circled Zhan Kong like a guardian.
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The Star Sword Petals were attacking Zhan Kong from every direction, yet not only did his body turn transparent under the influence of the Dragon Robe, the dark Aura he was emitting grew even stronger!
Zhan Kong wove through the Star Sword Petals with the help of the Dragon Robe, flying out of the cage. Michael had successfully enraged him. He suddenly picked up speed and flew right at Michael!
The shadow of Michael’s Sacred Blue Robe of Feathers unleashed a blinding glow as it slowly took the shape of the God of Feathers, which was holding the same staff from before in its hand.
Zhan Kong did not back down, his Dragon Robe expanding significantly. The Black Jade Dragon circling him swelled in size!
“Evil Dragons Sweeping the Sky!”
The vast night sky turned into a heavenly river, with three thousand evil dragons soaring past. The mirrored Sacred City felt minuscule under the size of the army of dragons.
Zhan Kong was not just targeting Michael. The three thousand evil dragons were going to raze the mirrored Sacred City to the ground!
The golden dragon landed in front of the Mages. It spread its wings and defended the Mages from the evil dragons with its flesh.
Michael was astounded by the overwhelming power of this attack.
Why was the Undead Emperor still able to unleash such a strong power when the sunflowers had already drained a significant amount of his energy?
Did he actually underestimate the Undead Emperor? His dark energy seemed unlimited, like a deep abyss, so the sunflowers could only absorb a fraction of it in the end!
The evil dragons swept down on the city, and the golden dragon struggled to hold its ground. Its scales were covered in black blood, while its wings were covered in wounds. Unfortunately, despite the price it paid, it still failed to protect the Mages. It glanced back and saw a few dozen Sacred City Mages behind the protection of its wings lying on the ground. Their bodies were dissolving with a foul stench.
Michael’s feathers had dimmed significantly too. The Sacred City was no longer glowing after the attack from the evil dragons. It was now a fallen city corrupted by darkness. The golden dragon and Michael were struggling to suppress Zhan Kong’s Aura!
Zhan Kong returned to the main street and continued his walk. The evil dragons were destroying the Sacred City without restraint, forcing Michael and the Sacred City Mages to retreat to the Sacred Residence!
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