8mi Chapter 100 Origin Stone
Chapter 100 Origin Stone
Chapter 100 Origin Stone
"Ding-ding-ling—"
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Xia Tong rang the summoning bell, summoning the headless knight Ruthel and the soul jellyfish Kurala.
Ruthel has the ability to teleport, so even though the area is full of poisonous water, she can move easily among the ruins of buildings as if walking on flat ground.
As for the jellyfish Kurala, it can fly, so that's not a problem for it either.
Xia Tong climbed onto the back of Kurala's huge, elastic umbrella-shaped body.
The latter carried him slowly up into the low sky.
Although the speed was slow, it still carried him steadily towards the center of the ruins, perfectly avoiding the poison pools on the ground.
As they approached the center, strange figures would occasionally emerge from the tops of some ruins.
Those are puppet soldiers.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
They wielded multiple bows and arrows, their movements stiff yet precise, occasionally firing a few arrows at Xia Tong in the air.
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
However, all those arrows were skillfully deflected by Kurala's whip-like tentacles.
The remaining survivors were intercepted by Ruthel in the air using the Eclipse Shield.
Each time she teleported, she would arrive precisely near the puppet soldier.
The knight's lance, burning with the flames of death, thrust straight out.
The puppet soldiers' flimsy wooden and metal-mixed defenses were no match for Ruthel's thunderous attack.
Not to mention the power of the death curse attached to it.
The sheer force of the physical impact alone was enough to shatter these fragile puppet soldiers, sending their parts flying everywhere.
However, the smell of the poisonous water around them was too pungent.
Xia Tong could only cover her mouth and nose with a strip of cloth, and wave her staff from time to time.
Several beams of radiant meteors shot out, working in conjunction with Ruthel to strike the puppet soldiers who were secretly shooting arrows from behind.
Finally, they arrived at the central area of the ruins without any major incidents.
Just as Xia Tong was about to land on the ground with Kura's help and enter the cellar.
At the entrance to that underground chamber, a complex magical pattern lit up on the ground.
Then, the magical pattern began to collapse, revealing a huge hole.
A colossal object slowly rose from within, blocking Xia Tong's view.
It was a giant magician's ball.
Countless painfully twisted celestial masks were forcibly combined by some forbidden power, transforming into this enormous sphere.
It is the most forbidden research product of the Reyallucalia Academy, a product formed by forcibly mixing the bodies and souls of countless mages together.
This thing hovered in the air, and the countless stone mask eyes on its surface all turned and stared intently at Xia Tong.
The feeling of being stared at by countless dead eyes gave Xia Tong goosebumps.
"Sizzle—!"
Then, dense blue magical beams shot out from these eyes.
They all shot towards Xia Tong and Kurala in the air.
Xia Tong dared not be presumptuous.
He swung the demi-human queen's staff in his hand with a sudden movement.
"Crystallization scattering!"
Dozens of sharp pyroxene crystals exploded in the air, clashing against the dense magical light cannons.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A series of explosions rang out in the air, and magic surged.
The massive shockwave from the explosion knocked Kura off balance, nearly throwing Xia Tong off as well.
Xia Tong's hair was also blown wildly backward.
Take advantage of this time.
He quickly shoved the staff back onto his back and drew the Lion Greatsword with a backhand motion.
He took a piece of fire grease out of his bag and quickly smeared it on the sword.
With a "whoosh".
Crimson flames rose up and enveloped the sword.
Xia Tong bent her knees against Kurala's body.
He then leaped off it, landing on a nearby stone wall. His legs then used the ruined stone wall as springs to propel him into the air.
In mid-air, he curled up into a ball, using the strength of his waist and abdomen to make the giant sword spin.
With the support of his mental power, Xia Tong felt as if he had become one with the Lion Greatsword in his hand, transforming into a blazing lion pouncing on its prey.
Combat Technique - Lion Slash!
The Lion Greatsword, wreathed in flames, slashed fiercely at the giant magic orb with the force to split mountains and shatter rocks!
"Kara!"
A crisp sound.
The greatsword and the stone ball rubbed together violently, sending up dazzling sparks.
The Wizard Ball was slammed backward by the immense force of the downward strike.
Lutil was close behind.
She teleported in, raised the Eclipse Shield, and unleashed a full-force shield charge!
"Bang!"
The Wizard Ball was knocked and rolled backward again.
This time the force was even greater, and the heavy magic ball fell directly into the poison pool next to it.
"Sizzle—"
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Suddenly, white smoke rose from the poison pool.
Stone fragments resembling human faces continuously fell from the surface of the sphere, and the highly toxic pool water began to corrode this forbidden creation.
at the same time.
From the shadows of the surrounding ruins, puppet soldiers wielding barbed spears or long knives began to appear again.
They have four arms, long and thin bodies, and their movements are extremely stiff and grotesque, like marionettes being pulled haphazardly. They rush over in groups like madmen.
What's even more troublesome is that they attack without any strategy, using chaotic and unpredictable attacks that can easily get you caught in and chopped into mincemeat.
"Ring! Ring!"
Xia Tong took out the Blue Dew Holy Grail Bottle, took a sip, and replenished her mana.
He then rang the bell again, summoning the lost knight Ingwell!
As soon as Ingwell appeared, he immediately used a combat skill—Storm Awakening!
"call-!"
A strong wind suddenly rose from the flat ground.
The wind immediately caused the surrounding puppet soldiers to stagger and lose their balance.
Their bodies were designed to be light and frail in order to achieve agility.
Under Ingwell's heavy, lost knight's halberd, the fragile puppet soldiers were quickly reduced to shreds, their limbs falling to the ground, turning them into a pile of useless trash.
The magic ball in the distance finally rose slowly from the poisonous pool.
It angrily spun the sphere, unleashing another barrage of magical beams.
Xia Tong followed the same method, using crystal scattering to intercept waves.
"Boom! Boom!"
Most of the light cannons exploded and neutralized between the two people.
However, some magical orbs still managed to bypass the obstruction and bombard Xia Tong.
Looking at these powerful magical light cannons.
Xia Tong suddenly had a plan.
He held a lion-shaped greatsword in his right hand and a brass shield in his left.
Instead of hiding, they deliberately ran towards areas where the puppet soldiers were concentrated.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The magical light cannon instantly knocked down several of their own puppet soldiers, its immense power blasting their limbs to pieces.
After several rounds of artillery barrages, which were designed to kill people with borrowed knives, there were very few puppet soldiers left in the surrounding area.
Without the obstruction of these annoying flies.
Xia Tong, Ruthel, and Ingewell unleashed all their firepower on the giant magician's ball.
Soon, stone chips flew everywhere from its body.
Ultimately unable to withstand the damage, it completely collapsed, shattering into a lifeless pile of rocks.
Amidst the jumbled rocks, one can vaguely make out those still twisted, pained stone faces.
These external troubles have been resolved.
Xia Tong then took a deep breath and walked towards the entrance of the deep underground chamber.
"Gara————Gara————"
As the heavy stone door of the cellar was slowly pushed open.
A strong smell of blood wafted over.
Xia Tong then witnessed a terrifying scene that he would never forget.
The first sound that reached Xia Tong's ears was a painful groan from Teacher Se Lian, which she was trying her best to suppress, as if it were a needle piercing her heart.
Xia Tong stared intently.
There, Teacher Seren was seen with his limbs spread wide, his entire body chained to the wall by thick, rune-covered anti-magic shackles.
She appeared to have suffered prolonged torture; she was covered in blood and on the verge of death.
The surrounding area was filled with a strong smell of rust and mildew.
There are no windows here; it's a completely enclosed, death cell.
The only source of light was a few dim, flickering, pale blue pyroxene lamps on the wall, their light adding to the eeriness of the place.
Moreover, the walls were covered with golden runes that suppressed magic.
As soon as Xia Tong entered the secret room, she felt the flow of magic power within her body become extremely sluggish, as if she were sinking into a quagmire.
Besides the magical shackles, there was a pool of dried, blackened blood at the teacher's feet.
Strange, blood-stained instruments of torture were scattered around.
A figure instantly flashed into Xia Tong's mind.
The old man who specializes in hunting witches—Jeremy the witch hunter.
"Damn it—Jeremy, huh—"
Xia Tong clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh.
"After I steal your Ancient Dragonstone forging stone, I'll tear you to pieces!"
Xia Tong had already silently sentenced the witch hunter Jellian to death in her heart.
They sensed someone approaching.
Teacher Seren struggled to lift his heavy head and looked at Xia Tong through the shattered mask.
Upon recognizing her apprentice, a glimmer of relief appeared in her pained eyes.
"My apprentice—thank you for coming—"
Her voice was as weak as a candle flickering in the wind.
"Please take my 'Source Stone'. I already told you beforehand."
Seeing the undisguised grief on Xia Tong's face, she comforted her again, "Don't be sad—"
"For a magician who seeks to explore the origins of things, this physical body—is not that important."
"It's just a container."
Xia Tong sighed softly.
Of course, for a monk who seeks the truth, the physical body may be just a shell.
But the physical pain is very real.
The breathing sounds coming from under the mask of Teacher Se-ryeon were weak and labored, like a broken bellows, with each breath accompanied by trembling.
This touched Xia Tong's heart even more.
According to Teacher Seren's previous instructions, this is a necessary step. Only by removing the Source Stone can we help her get a new body.
Xia Tong closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing.
He began to use the secret techniques his teacher had taught him.
Gradually, sweat appeared on his forehead.
Soon after, his hands were covered with a thin layer of blue scalpel magic light, as sharp as a scalpel.
As Xia Tong's hand slowly touched Teacher Se Lian's body.
Her blood-stained magic robes and flesh were gently sliced open by that light, like a painless scalpel.
A soft "plop" sound.
Xia Tong's hand touched warm, sticky flesh.
He endured the discomfort and continued to explore deeper into his chest cavity.
Soon, Xia Tong finally touched the hard, core-shaped crystal that was radiating astonishing heat.
The instant it touches the crystal.
Teacher Seren's body suddenly convulsed, letting out a muffled groan that was suppressed to the extreme.
Xia Tong's fingers gripped the fist-sized pyroxene tightly.
With gritted teeth, he peeled it away from the flesh bit by bit.
With a wet tearing sound.
Xia Tong pulled her hand away.
In his palm lay a massive, deep blue pyroxene, dripping with blood.
It was like a living heart, rhythmically flashing with a deep blue light and radiating powerful magical energy.
And on the wall.
Without the support of the Source Stone, Serian's body instantly went limp like a puppet with its strings cut.
His head slumped limply, devoid of any life or breath.
It had completely become an empty shell.
Xia Tong took out a piece of specially made velvet cloth that Teacher Serian had given him before, and carefully wrapped the Source Stone, which was still warm from his body, layer by layer.
"Ugh!"
Then he carefully placed it close to his body and put it in his arms before leaving.
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