Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

In another situation, everyone thought the dark angel mage would choose to hide, run away from this monster.

However everyone on the battlefield knew this wasn't the case anymore as that dark angel mage had to protect and defend the portals with his life on the line.

And after realizing this, everyone saw another fact that was clearly in front of their eyes all this time. Arthur was winning this fight.

No matter how anyone saw it, Arthur kept advancing without even pausing for one single time.

"Kill him!"

"Die!"

"For the clan!"

Many shouts suddenly erupted and without any further ado a large number of dark mages and monsters threw themselves towards Arthur's direction.

They all discarded all sense of caution and totally ignored their enemies at their backs.

"What the hell are you standing in daze for?" Doaf suddenly rose high in the air while his face showed extreme excitement and endless delight, "this is our leader, our young master is back and he is fighting towards the portals! Let's help, let's all fight alongside him once more!"

His shouts jolted everyone awake. His words drove pride and energy inside everyone, even Amera.

"On me!" Amera rose high in the air while shouting with her loudest voice. She raised her spear and without any hesitation she reactivated her technique once again.

She turned into a ray of red light and rapidly headed towards Arthur. She wanted to stand around, protect him from any approaching enemy.

Arthur was now dealing with the head of the enemy forces. A leader vs leader, a supreme general vs a supreme general; this was the fight Arthur was having at the moment.

On the other hand, what Arthur just did revived the old sense of awe and admiration inside everyone who fought with him before.

No matter how they saw things here, they couldn't believe that the leader who created all this mess to them and kept himself aloof and hidden all this time was simply caught off guard by Arthur when he just appeared.

Arthur proved to everyone once again that he wasn't a simple mage who came from a low realm. He wasn't someone who anyone could look down at. He was untouchable and irreplaceable.

He was unique, someone they never saw alike before except for the caliber of their grandmasters and the tough elites of their clans.

With their morals high in the sky, everyone moved towards Arthur. Enemies were on the verge of falling off the cliff here while the allies and friends were already seeing victory in reach.

However Amera's speed wasn't like before. She was still very exhausted and she forcibly activated her technique out of pure will.

However, will wasn't enough to make her use her favored and famed technique to the fullest.

So even before she could reach the area of the enemy forces, they reached Arthur's area of white light first.

The white light pillar around Arthur was invisible to the eyes of everyone else. And thus when the enemy forces just trespassed it, a spectacular scene happened.

They all dropped off the ground like flies being shot and burnt by fire. No matter how many, or how high and strong they were, all lost all the signs of life and fell motionless on the ground.

And the most terrifying thing of all was that this all happened without Arthur even turning an eye to see them.

They all fell around a certain zone around Arthur, a zone everyone considered as the death zone.

"Keep coming," the dark angel mage mistook the way Arthur's energy worked. He thought it was just like him, using his own power to keep such a scary pillar of light intact and strong.

So by this logic, the more he kept using his power, the weaker and shorter this power would be.

However this simple mistake cost the dark angel a considerable loss of his forces without any gains.

In return Arthur's technique worked by borrowing the world's energy from around. He didn't need to consume an ounce of his power or even struggle to maintain or control it.

For him this energy was like part of his soul. It could expand by what the dark forces were now doing, and thanks to that his pillar of white light reached three more portals.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

By the sudden disappearance of these portals, things became clear to the dark angel mage eyes. He saw how the pillar of white light around Arthur expanded fast whenever his forces were sacrificed.

And now he lost three more portals thanks to this and was about to lose much more if he didn't stop this foolish mistake of his.

"What on earth are you?!!!" The dark angel mage was really shocked and very confused by Arthur. He was deeply terrified and now Arthur turned from a weak low realmers to a monster that broke all logics and laws of this world.

He started to believe he was fighting a deity, someone that shouldn't be touched or provoked. However his realization came late, too late for him.

"Damn you!" the dark angel mage blocked one attack once more before he suddenly shouted, "retreat! All forces retreat!"

His sudden order gave an instant relief instead of scare to the remaining dark forces all around.

They weren't stupid. Anyone with little brain would reach the same conclusion; Arthur was surrounded with a zone of death.

No matter what, no matter who you were, once you stepped inside that zone then you would die!

There was no explanation for any of this, but facts spoke louder about themselves. Not a single mage or monster managed to trespass this zone and live.

No matter how many were thrown at the same time to create unbelievable pressure over Arthur, all ended up falling on the ground motionless.

They even created a growing wall of corpses all around, demarcating this zone.

But the scariest thing was that this zone was expanding with each passing second and at such a terrifying rate. Even if they stood motionless in their place, death would keep approaching them fast.