Chapter 815 - Young Purple Dragon
End of the Magic Era
Translator: Shiraishi Editor: TheAlliance
The huge blue flame wrapped around Daryl as the earth shook. With Daryl at the center, the earth seemed to set off a sort of wave made of crushed rock!
Darylâs location instantly sank eight meters, but the surrounding earth rose up like a huge earthen tidal wave. Wherever it passed, the ground bulged and collapsed.
The waves travelled four to five hundred meters before they subsided, and the ground within was already blown apart. The ground had originally been smooth like a slab of marble, but now was like a layer of countless fragments with the biggest one not surpassing the size of a fist.
As the impact of the horrifying explosion spread, the poisonmist all around them was swept away. There was no more poisonmist within five hundred meters, and even the air was a lot thinner. At the center of the area, the air was even cleanly exhausted.
After two seconds, over a hundred lightning spear shadows rushed out from the blue flames.
Darylâs battered and exhausted body could be seen within the blue flames. His heavy armor had already become dilapidated, and his skin was covered with burnt scars. His proud magic resistance couldnât prevent him from being injured by magic.
There was black smoke all over Darylâs body. His face was flushed and he was shivering, but the worst had yet to come.
Most of the air within a few hundred meters had been pushed away, especially at the center where the air was even thinner. Within those few meters, a vacuum had been created by the formidable power.
The bursting power dissipated, and the air and poisonmist that had been blown away were now flowing back.
The poisonmist was thicker than usual as it rushed over from all directions. The crackling sound of thunder echoed as Daryl once again suffered.
His face was black and white as he sensed for the first time what kind of power was contained within the most ordinary air.
Darylâs expression changed as his body started being corroded by the poisonmist, which kept pouring into his body.
Normally, he could stay here for an hour without being corroded in the slightest by the poisonmist and remain for three hours without being in mortal danger.
But now, because of the poisonmist being repulsed and then converging, he was now suffering from its corrosion.
Before Lin Yun made another move, Daryl bellowed, âDamn bastard, using the poisonmist to attack me isnât fair! Is that your ability? Trashy Okland mages are always so despicable. If the terrain here were more favorable, your heart would have already been pierced by my lightning spear!â
Daryl snarled and glared at Lin Yun begrudgingly. With the poisonmist corroding his body and mana, continuing to fight would only accelerate the corrosion.
Even if he ended up winning, he would be terribly injured, and it would take a long time for him to recover to his peak.
Daryl was angry and sullen. âThat damn b*stard, to actually be so despicable that heâd use this poisonmist to fight. Oklandâs mages are really treacherous! He isnât afraid of this placeâs corrosion, while I still have to resist it while fighting.
âThis is just unfair! If we were fighting in a place that didnât affect me, I would have already turned that b*stardâs face into a honeycomb!
Lin Yun sneered as Daryl angrily criticized him. He casually threw Daryl a potion.
âIâll give you the opportunity to kill me.â
Darylâs expression became grim when he saw that potion flying at him, and he instantly used a wind spell to keep the potion at a safe distance from him.
He looked at that potion from a dozen meters away, and then looked at Lin Yunâs sneer. An expression of uncertainty appeared on Darylâs face.
The bottle was holding a mysterious dark green potion with a tint of purple, but it didnât look dangerous. Recalling that Lin Yun had a way to resist the poisonmist, Daryl somewhat understood.
âThat potion might be the reason that damn b*stard can walk here like heâs on a leisure trip. But how could that damn b*stard be kind enough to give me the potion to resist the poisonmist?
âHow could Oklandâs mages be so straightforward and upright? This must be a plot! Yes, this is definitely that damn b*stardâs plot, he wants to poison me even more with that potion so that he can easily kill me!
âNo... He already has the upper hand right now, and Iâm already showing signs of poisonmist corrosion. He doesnât need to do anything to kill me, he only needs to keep me tied up here for some time, and the corrosion will worsen.
âAlthough that damn Mafa Merlin is very treacherous, it shouldnât be difficult for him to just stall me here, so he wouldnât need to use a poison potion to plot against me.
âRight, I understand. Besides being crafty and treacherous, Oklandâs mages have another characteristic: They are very prideful. Using that method to defeat me would definitely be a humiliation. Thatâs why he gave the poison resistance potion, so that he can defeat me afterwards.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âThat damn b*stard is really too arrogant! If I donât have to deal with this placeâs poison, killing that Mafa Merlin will be simple!â
Multiple thoughts instantly gushed into Darylâs mind. He then looked at Lin Yun and sneered, even more sure of it.
He made the potion fly over to him, raised his head, and sneered at Lin Yun before unhesitantly drinking it.
Then, amazement flashed in Darylâs eyes. Although heâd had some expectations, he hadnât foreseen that the poison resistance potion would be so effective.
The poisonmist seemed to be completely ignoring him, and the poison crazily eroding his body was rapidly expelled.
The effects of the poisonmist disappeared in less than a second, and the surrounding poisonmist passed him by as if he was just another piece of rock in the Poison Mist Valley.
Darylâs expression suddenly changed.
âDamn guy, it wasnât just some degree of resistance... Itâs actually complete immunity to the poisonmist! No wonder that guy can display such power despite being in this place.
âHe is completely unaffected by the environment!
âBut now... Haha, arrogant Okland mages! In the end, he has to pay the price of his arrogance, he actually dared to give me this kind of potion! Is he really that clueless? Is he not aware that Iâll be able to use all my power after losing the restraints of the poisonmist?â
Daryl couldnât help bursting into loud laughter. âMafa Merlin, you are really causing your own death! You actually dared to give me this kind of poison resistance potion. As payback, Iâll kill you as fast as possible without letting you feel pain.
âAs long as you tell me the method to make this potion, I wonât trouble anyone else in your Merlin Family after your death, and the Gaugass Battlemages wonât make things difficult for them either. All the grudges and gratitudes will be written off. Howâs that sound?â
Daryl held his lightning spear with an expression full of self-confidence. The lightning on the spear kept bursting and creating black holes on the ground. A large amount of mana seemed to be bursting within Darylâs body.
Lin Yun sneered but didnât say anything. His left hand was still holding onto the Book of Death, the power of the Element Chapter surging forth, while his right hand held the Draconic Staff with a purple shadowy light flashing through it.
Suddenly, a Purple Dragon appeared and kept fluttering around Lin Yun.
The original young Purple Dragon Incarnation had broken away from the baby-like appearance. Although it still looked young and immature, it already had the appearance of a Dragon, moving from its infant stage to its growth stage.
The Purple Dragon Incarnation cheerfully revolved around Lin Yun, and after making two circles around him, it looked at the Book of Death in his left hand. The fluctuating power of the Element Chapter apparently made the Purple Dragon Incarnation very curious.
As Lin Yunâs mana rushed out, the Purple Dragon let out a roar and rushed headfirst into the Element Chapter.
In an instant, terrifying mana fluctuations burst out of the Element Chapter, and four rays of light flashed out and wrapped up the Book of Death.
A Dragon flew out within the rays of light and instantly turned into a grand and mighty Purple Dragon behind Lin Yun.
A phantom that was several dozen meters tall had emerged. This was the Purple Dragon Dragon Incarnationâs buff. But this time, the Dragon was wearing a four-colored crown of light, and at the tip of the crown was a huge halo that was continuously rotating.
The gaze of the Purple Dragon wearing the light crown was imposing, and its claws were gently embracing the wheel shadow behind Lin Yun. Suddenly, the runes started flowing more rapidly through the wheel shadow. Countless ordinary runes seemed to be stained with some special colors, and a complex and abstruse aura filled the atmosphere.
Sunlight seemed to appear out of nowhere and wrap around Lin Yun. Gorgeous patterns instantly appeared on Lin Yunâs Fire Elemental Incarnation, and runes came out on their own.
The crimson-colored Elemental Incarnation had turned dark red and was covered in runes and patterns. Lin Yun just stood there, not moving, yet flames were independently burning all around him. The flames under his feet surged like flowing water and moved like waves.