The snow dust settled, revealing the two figures who landed from the sky just now.
"If not for your master, brat, I wouldn't even have co here!"
The enraged voice ca from a tall man whose complexion resembled that of a pepper spray victim. If one watched closely, it was caused by the appearance of his dragon scales while transfigured.
His two dragon horns spiraling vertically, as well as his golden iris and black pupils, indicated that he was a transfigured dragon.
High King Garron and Veron could feel the domineering aura leaking out of this funny-looking person.
Beside him was a shorter human carrying a 2.5-ter-long halberd with a sharp red-colored blade at the tip. His hair was blown to left, covering the fact that he was bald on that side.
"Stop right there!", High King Garron threatened.
Everyone was anxious about the impending danger and these two strangers suddenly arrived uninvited at the center of their formation.
"Who are you and why did you fall down the sky?", he asked.
"Father, wait!", Olivia grabbed his hand, "I know that human, he's one of our classmates!"
"One of your classmates?", High King Garron imdiately ordered his n to lower their weapons.
"Thank you, father!"
Olivia alongside the three other students excitedly went over to Solordo.
The bickering between the dragon and the human took a stop and faced the approaching youngsters.
"Lucan, Emi, Jinmu, Olivia!", Solordo opened his arms.
[ Na: Solordo Luchador ]
[ Age: 16 years old ]
[ Race: Half-human, half-elf ]
[ Status: Alive ]
[ Affiliation: Knights of Aludia, League of Wizardry ]
[ Magic Power: Master Wizard (Lower Ring) ]
[ Magic Root: Harmonic Duplex Magic Root (Mythical) ]
[ Magic Aptitude: 7.8/10 (Master Wizard) ]
[ Magic Affinity: Darkness, Wind, Fire, Earth, Lava ]
[ Chivalric Core Grade: SSS ]
[ Chivalric Will Power: Higher Blade – Condensation Realm ]
Lucan was taken aback after seeing Solordo's information.
"So-Solordo, you're a master wizard now?!"
How was that possible? Even Veron and Haera were taken aback when they felt the aura emanating from Solordo as well.
The latter laughed and put both his hands to his waists, "Of course, I am. Can't you see how amazing my talent is?"
His response wasn't received well by the surrounding people, replacing their astonishnt with uninterested looks.
If he was a little more serious, perhaps Solordo could've explained to them that it was all the work of Arahon's divine fla dragon's blood. The enhancent it brought was amplified due to his mythical magic root and high chivalric core grade.
Not only did it boost his physical attributes and magical power by a huge margin, but it also gave Solordo affinity to three new elents: fire, earth, and lava. To top it all off, this was just the beginning of his assimilation process.
Over ti, the blood will completely assimilate with him, receiving more benefits in the future.
Arahon hit Solordo on the back of his head, knocking him down to the ground face-first.
"Sorry about that. This brat's ego has taken a turn for the worse."
High King Garron asked, "You are-?"
"I am Arahon Agui, the leader of the divine fla dragon tribe from the Dwarven Mountain Compass far away from here.", Arahon bluntly replied.
He stared at the four students dazedly looking at him and continued, "I was sent here by your master. He said that you might need assistance."
"Is soone nad Kai along with you now?"
Olivia and the others shook their heads, "Senior brother Kai has left us a while ago. If senior Arahon wants to talk to soone, Jinmu is our leader and he can substitute for our absent senior brother."
"Oh, a human brat with a damaged magic root? How intriguing.", Arahon, like the other five kids, was baffled.
The four beca alerted because Arahon loudly spoke of Jinmu's situation in front of Emi. That was the last thing that Jinmu wanted her to know about right now.
She beca emotional and stared at him, "Big brother… so you were really…"
"Enough, we will talk about this later.", Jinmu dismissed her thoughts, "Senior Arahon, we are a little shorthanded against the magical beasts. I hope that senior could provide us his assistance over that matter."
Arahon grinned, "Works for . I can single-handedly deal with those glacial bastards while you take care of the undead beings and demonic creatures lurking around the surroundings."
"Of course, if so of the king-level beasts pass through my guard, I will have no choice but to leave it in your delicate care."
"After all, aren't the northerner warriors strong and ferocious just as the tales describe it to be?"
He openly challenged the reputation of High King Garron and his army. So were thrilled to prove their worth, while others were terrified and wished to back out.
Amid his short euphoria, High King Garron stepped forward with an intimidating aura.
"Senior Arahon, did you just say that there are demonic creatures around here?"
"You must be the High King.", Arahon greeted, "If I were you, I would be mindful of the man standing next to . Because who knows…"
He raised his right hand and forcefully grabbed an unknowing warrior from the distance and caught its neck.
"Maybe they would turn their blades and cruelly latch it on your mouth all of a sudden."
The warriors were dazed by the quick turn of events. Before they could raise their weapons and threaten Arahon, he opened his mouth and breathed out flas imbued with divinity.
"Gah!", the warrior shouted in agony.
"Sto-!"
High King Garron was halfway through his words when he noticed a cloud of dark miasma diffusing out of the warrior's body.
The divinity stored inside him reacted. He sensed the vileness trapped inside that little cloud, forcing his mind to accept Arahon's assertions concerning the presence of demonic beings among their ranks.
"High King, he's killing one of our warriors! We should punish him!", shouted one of his aides.
High King Garron remained silent and watched as Arahon's flas burned that warrior into ashes. His aides couldn't do anything unless their High King ordered them to do so.
Satisfied, Arahon licked his mouth and breathed out a small plu of fla.
"They're almost near, High King. I will be going now, and tell your stupid confidantes to watch their backs, hehehe."
Arahon gathered power on his legs and propelled high into the air, heading into the group of charging magical beasts from afar.
He noticed the remaining undead beings coming from the forest.
"Tsk, what a pain in the ass."
He didn't want to transform back into his true form since it was too large and a little inconvenient when fighting due to the limited movents it could offer.
Despite the ability to breathe out flas and blast things with ferocity, punching and spitting flas on his enemies up-close was the fighting style he had long favored ever since he was just a dragonling.
Arahon was left with no choice but to utilize his magic power. The undead was just an appetizing side dish. Today's main course was Harrtugg Naaw and his enraged legion of magical beasts.
Flas engulfed him and grew big enough to cover the entire group of undead beings on his left.
"Blanket of Searing Flas!"
The flas surged like flooding water and rcilessly drowned the undead. The horses neighed and quickly turned to ash.
Their riders were able to last longer but amounted to the sa fate that their mount faced.
With the distraction out of the way, Arahon landed on the ground and tightly gripped his fists imrsed in flas.
He could see the magical beasts a hundred ters away from him. Arahon grinned and launched his body towards them.
He pulled back his right arm and aid at the leading polar war bear that ignored his presence.
"How audacious! You do not dare to tremble upon the might of the divine fla dragon?!"
Arahon let out a punch, generating a strong shockwave into the face of that arrogant polar war bear. The latter raised his head and discovered that its life was in danger.
However, it was helpless in the face of a divine magical beast's strike and died instantly. The magical beasts behind it were not spared as the shockwave stretched throughout the region, spewing intense flas.
The remaining ones who were able to survive were fortunate but not for long. Arahon was tilted and changed his mind.
He was now out for blood.
For a brief while, the earth rocked before a wide circular zone collapsed into the deep hole, ejecting hot lava that lted the snow and elevated the temperature, terrifying the magical creatures who were used to the cold climate.
They retreated into the grasp of their leader, Harrtugg Naaw, the divine frost dragon, hoping that he could hold back this crazy fire dragon lord.
"You can run, but you will always die!", Arahon declared.
"Magmatic Hydralisk!"
Four serpentine creatures made of mixed molten rock and magma erupted from the hole that Arahon created. Their hisses were low yet profoundly horrific to the ears of the magical beasts.
The majority of them blacked out in place, spilling saliva from their mouths. Even from afar, the heat emitted by the magmatic hydralisks lted the snow and scorched the bodies of the nearby magical beasts.
"Go! Instill fear upon them!"
The magmatic hydralisks hissed again and started rapidly slithering into the legion of magical beasts where Harrtugg Naaw was located.
Arahon was confident of his plans. After all, the academy master didn't specify how he would stop Harrtugg Naaw's delusional wrath.
'The magmatic hydralisks may not stop you, Harrtugg Naaw, but I wonder if you will still be as confident as you were if these cold bitches run away from your nonsensical cause!'
Although Arahon was hot-tempered, he was not the type to battle his long-ti friend that he cherished over the years. However, if the situation calls for it, then he will have to do what was needed to be done.
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