Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

Arthur's speed got so strong that he turned into a ray of light. At this moment he moved around like Amera did while she was using her spear fire technique.

However the main boost didn't come to his speed or strength, it came to something totally different and unimaginable even for him.

"That… the white pillar… it's getting bigger and thicker fast…" he watched around the white pillar with dazed eyes.

His white pillar was crushed the moment the purple fire appeared. After all this purple fire ate away the energy, and his energy wasn't an exception.

But this time his energy started to grow up at a fast pace like never before. Even when he was inside his trial world, he didn't see such speed before.

And just when his pillar reached a certain limit, it suddenly stopped. Arthur didn't stop moving while his energy kept sweeping away all the enemies he met.

He didn't need to raise a single hand to crush anyone, his energy did everything. But just as he was absorbed doing this, a sudden change occurred to his energy.

"Blue?" he noticed that the vast white pillar of light started to shrink. It looked like the energy around him was getting condensed and merged together to evolve to another level.

And this new form of energy was white with thin blue threads all over it.

"Then in the end it will be in the form of blue energy?" he couldn't help but ask himself this. If his next evolution step was by introducing these thin blue filaments to the white energy, then at the highest level his energy would be pure blue.

"I like blue anyway," he shrugged without care before he started to move out again.

However this time he felt he was killing enemies with much faster pace. "Oh, so the increase in the level of my energy will enable me to slay stronger foes faster… does that mean a day will come when I can slay that goddamn grandmaster without any need to fight?"

Arthur already struggled a bit against those elite forces of the higher worlds. As for the grandmasters here, he needed much time and effort from his energy to kill them before.

But now things are different. His energy didn't even need more than one or two seconds before purifying everything it touched.

No matter if it was an elite, strong monster, or even a grandmaster… all were purified and fell powerless on the ground.

Even these portals which Arthur couldn't destroy before, he was now able to crush them if his energy kept hitting them continuously for a minute or so.

But despite this, Arthur didn't get drunk with his new power. He knew against the real grandmasters of the big dark clans he would struggle still.

These grandmasters whom he kept killing were simply weak flies up there at the highest realms.

They weren't even on par with those elites from the big dark clans. But he wasn't that dejected about this matter.

After all he has a clear path in front of him now to reach such a level, a level he could fight equally against those monsters and even kill them.

And in the end he dreamt of facing up with that hideous enemy of his and killing him one day.

"F*ck you Willy! F*ck you!!" however, on the other hand, that dark angel mage was already going berserk with his curses and threats.

No matter what he said, it all turned into a soft melody in Arthur's ears. Arthur was feeling great the more he heard the bitter shouts and curses of his enemies.

And at some point, Arthur couldn't control himself and started laughing.

For a minute there the dark angel mage stopped speaking. "C'mon, don't tell me you got a heart attack from my laughs?" Arthur mockingly said while laughing.

In return all he got was roaring shouts from the other side of the portals. And that made Arthur laugh even more.

In the meantime, Arthur's summoned forces were killing everyone without any obstacle.

After all those strong foes were taken out by Arthur. As for the portals, Arthur kept crushing them on a high rate now that exceeded the ability of that dark angel mage to compensate.

Gradually the fight got closer to its end, with Arthur getting the last laugh here.

"Enjoy your moments as long as you can," at some point the dark angel mage seemed to lose hope about this fight, "soon enough I will be the one laughing over your dead body!"

Just as he said that, and before Arthur could provoke him even more, the portals all around stopped pouring out anyone.

The forces tossed here were already considered a loss. That dark angel mage was really decisive as he cut all his ties with those here in cold blood and without hesitation.

"Tsk, that's the only thing I admire about you," Arthur shook his head while watching the remaining forces getting slain by his own pillar and forces, "once you decide something, you coldly do it no matter what the cost was."

It didn't take much longer than ten minutes to exterminate everyone here. Arthur didn't want any hostages from this fight. After all, taking in such people would put more work on his shoulders.

He needed to initiate slave contracts and prepare prisons for them. He already had his hands full with the dark liquid, black curtains, and the originals he created.

Having those originals made Arthur not care about anything else. Even when grandmasters here tried to surrender to him, he didn't accept their surrender.

For him using their dead bodies to summon dragons was much better than taking them in. and it meant less work and hurdles for him as well.

However in others' eyes, he was turning a bit ruthless and colder as time went by. This was also the opinion of the three beings in his mind, but they decided to remain silent about it.

After all, to survive in such a harsh world, one has to find his own path and have his own coldness and brutality.

Or else one would end up losing his life without even realizing it.