LEGENDARY GUARDIAN 138 Chapter 138: Not Good Enough!

Death magic: h.e.l.l flames

Seeing the wave of darkish purple flames approaching, the blonde-haired commander frowned slightly. He was slightly relieved that they took the initiative to evacuate every resident here before acting. He was about to step up and protect him men but to his greatest surprise, the priest acted first.

"Light magic: Protect!" The priest said dully and a transculent golden wall which was hundreds of meters long, appeared right in front of everyone, protecting them from the h.e.l.lish flames.

His ma.s.sive cloak parted and the priest's right hand was exposed. A bright light shone on all five fingers and golden chains soon appeared around the death avatar, binding it.

"Under the divine light of the creator, no evil shall exist, as a sworn servant of the holy being above I rob this demonic creature of its freedom and to the underworld shall it return… Light magic: Capture" the priest said in a dull voice.

Instantly the power of the golden chains suddenly doubled and its size increased as well. As the death avatar struggled, the golden chain got tighter.

With that done, the priest took off his cloak and unfolded his ma.s.sive feather white angel wings. His macho physique terrified everyone there and his previously hidden aura suddenly exploded, shocking everyone present.

"Peak grade of the silver realm!..."

"No! that can't be right, he is just a priest?"

"How can a mere priest be this powerful?"

"That means the pope should at least have a gold realm cultivation base… d.a.m.n, who knew the officials of the holy church were this powerful?"

"So this is what members of the wingmen race look like… they are really scary"

Members of the Cato kingdom military force discussed amongst themselves. It was obvious that the white cloak which this man had on was not as normal as they thought it was. It was able to completely hide the aura of the priest to an extent that they questioned if the man was actually a mage! If not for the intimidating tattoo's and the glowing golden eyes, they probably would have concluded that the priest was no different from any normal man.

The priest possessed flowing white hair and a pair of glowing golden eyes. On his back was a pair of ma.s.sive angel wings and a flaming magic weapon hanging on his back. It was obvious this weapon was a silver level magic weapon. Around his neck and wrists were protective talisman bangles and necklaces

The wingman strode towards the death avatar with a certain arrogance and contempt in his eyes, it seemed as if he a.s.sumed the battle was already over

"The representative of the death element dares to send a mere avatar to battle me, a priest of the holy church… no respect" The wingman cursed as he approached at his own pace.

"Not good enough!" Derik's voice suddenly emanated from the house behind the death avatar!

Boom!

Death energy suddenly burst out of the body of the death avatar and the golden chains around them began to tremble violently. By the time this started, the wingman was already close and he quickly placed his palm on the head of the death avatar. Not daring to waste more time, he immediately cast his spell

"Light magic: Smite!" He said with a serious expression.

Instantly, a bright light emanated from the hand of the wingman, completely engulfing the death avatar, soon enough shrieks of pain and anguish resonated everywhere. This made the soldiers of Cato cheer in their hearts.

Before they came here, they were aware of the beast they were going to face so most of them were prepared to die in this battle. The main goal of this team was to confirm the presence of the death mage in Cato and then hold Derik off until the main forces of the kingdom arrive. Apparently, they didn't bring many people because they didn't want to draw too much attention. So seeing the strength of the light mage these people were overjoyed by the recent development.

Didn't this mean they won't have to sacrifice their life unnecessarily for their kingdom?

Why won't they feel excited knowing that they will survive this encounter with the death mage and still be rewarded for doing close to nothing?

A satisfied smile appeared on the face of the wingman and he was about to speak but then Derik's voice interrupted him once again.

"Are you r.e.t.a.r.ded or just plain stupid? Didn't I tell you… this is not good enough to beat my death avatar!" Derik's voice echoed once again.

Instantly the bright light was consumed by an enormous amount of death aura and the death scythe flew into the hands of the death avatar, which let out an ear-piercing screech, stopping the wingman who was about to retreat

Death magic: Shriek of the dead!

With the priest frozen for just only a short while, the death avatar did not dare waste this opportunity and it instantly brandished its scythe against the priest

Death magic: Purgatory slash!

This time the attack was aimed at the head of the priest but unfortunately, the protective talisman bangles and necklaces on him took effect, covering the priest with a golden halo which prevented the priest blade from digging any deeper than it should.

The ground beneath the death avatar and the wingman soon shattered as both sides struggled.

Booom!

Puti!

The priest was forced to retreat as he covered his bleeding throat with his hands which was covered with a golden aura. Yellow blood oozed down his partially severed throat and blood flowed down his lips. The priest knew that if it wasn't for the defensive measure he took beforehand, he probably would have lost his head there.

The arrogance in his eyes was quickly replaced with anger and his hatred for the death mage hidden inside the house skyrocketed. While he slowly gasped for air, he used his light magic to heal the damaged throat.

…Suddenly….

Boom!

Boom!!

Boom!!!

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Derik's cold laughter sent chills into the body of all who heard it and his death aura which suddenly burst out began rotting the house from the inside.

His aura and power kept rising at a rate that terrified and confused everyone up to a point where they began staring at each other with blank expressions on their faces.

"Isn't he supposed to be injured?"

"How did he just suddenly recover?"

"d.a.m.n it, we are doomed!"

"Even when he was still injured, the kingdom warned us of his strength… now he has recovered… what can we do?"

While the soldiers poured out their pain and sorrow to one another, the priest and the blonde-haired commander remained quiet as the observed the situation with a concerned expression on their faces

They knew what the sudden outburst of energy signified and the implications.

A breakthrough!

If Derik could reach the power level of the peak grade of the silver realm with a cultivation base of the peak grade of the bronze realm, doesn't it mean that now he is making his way into the silver realm, with all his boosts, he can showcase power at the level of gold realm experts?

The confidence and anger boiling up in them initially soon vanished and was replaced with fear. The only peak grade silver realm elite on their side was the priest of the holy church! The commander was at the mid-grade of the silver realm and his men were a mixture of low-grade silver realm warriors and mages and peak grade bronze level warriors and mages.

Should they find themselves battling a low-grade silver realm mage who can utilize attacks of a low-grade gold realm master and a peak grade silver realm avatar, their chances of survive was close to zero, not to talk of victory and according to the reports, he still had a peak grade silver realm level monster which can be summoned at any time.

Weighing their options, they realized that if they fail to put an end to Derik's life before he breaks through, none of them will be able to escape the calamity that will soon befall them

"Destroy that house!" The priest screamed

"Blow him and that building to h.e.l.l!" The commander roared!