BXBX NOVEL Chapter 165 - 129 Mutual Destruction_3
Xiehed’s eyes nearly bulged out of his skull. Was he not afraid of inciting the wrath of the Potter Family by killing Iron Leyce? If he didn’t kill Iron Leyce, did his teacher mean for him to die out in the wild, to abandon him? What had occurred to make his teacher give up on such a powerful Great Magician as him?
“I understand now, but teacher, what has happened?” Xiehed hastily questioned.
“The Giant Dragons are swarming in droves, and the Archmage has had a run-in with them over the East Sea using arcane magic, with neither side emerging victorious. We are in the wrong here. Whoever caused this will offer their own life to appease the rage of the dragons. If you cannot do it, I will use your life to calm the wrath of the Archmage.” The voice on the other side was not merely impatient now, but downright icy.
A shudder ran through Xiehed, who hurriedly replied, “Rest assured, teacher, I can handle this.”
Once he exited the carriage, Xiehed immediately gathered all his followers, issuing an order.
The followers blanched instantly upon hearing the order came directly from Xiehed’s own teacher, none of them had ever had a chance to receive a direct order from their master before.
The followers scattered, each assigned a specific target, moving towards Iron Leyce’s subordinates, and launching their attack simultaneously. They killed a portion of the guards on the spot, and collectively charged at the remaining ones.
“What in hell are you doing Xiehed!” Iron Leyce, alerted by the commotion, ran out of his tent and cast a sharp inquisition at Xiehed.
Xiehed, who was busy charging up magic, retorted loudly, “Brother, it was wrong for you to slaughter the dragons. They are our friends and everyone is responsible for their protection. I cannot stand by and let this happen. Prepare to die.”
“Damn you…￥&#*&!” Iron Leyce brandished his sword towards one of Xiehed’s followers. The moment his sword was blocked, a sword’s radiance forced him to spit blood, piercing the other’s throat.
“Swordsaint! Watch out, the enemy has penetrated the Swordsaint’s defenses.” The aura dripping off him was a telltale sign of an Early Stage Swordsaint.
While he simultaneously killed a follower, Iron Leyce felt himself being locked in Xiehed’s gaze. He promptly dug his toes into the ground, leveraging a strong thrust to create a cloud of debris.
A Wizard’s gaze wasn’t unbreakable, though. A smokescreen could thwart it. By creating a vast curtain of dust to obstruct clear vision, one could free themselves from that gaze.
He commenced a kick with both feet, lifting waves of dust to severely block Xiehed’s line of sight, providing him cover as he rushed towards Xiehed.
Xiehed waved his magic Wand, which immediately enhanced his magic power, stirring a strong gust of wind that pushed the dust in the opposite direction, revealing Iron Leyce’s figure.
Xiehed’s followers lunged at him, mounting a concerted attack.
Iron Leyce, wielding superb martial skills, skillfully parried the blows, counterattacking from time to time to knock down one or two followers. His own guards sprang into action to support him, while a wizard readied to bestow him with spell enhancements.
Suddenly, an earthbound spike broke ground, skewering Iron Leyce’s Intermediate Wizard on the spot.
After eliminating the enemy’s wizard, Xiehed’s gaze once again fell on Iron Leyce, his lips moving on an incantation.
All at once, Iron Leyce felt the moisture in his body begin to boil, and blisters started forming on his skin – a sign of Water Magic, Boiling Water.
Iron Leyce, while activating his battle aura to protect his body, hid behind one of Xiehed’s followers to counterattack swiftly and repel the enemies while charging towards Xiehed with a follower’s corpse in front of him.
Xiehed couldn’t lock his gaze on Iron Leyce behind the corpse of his follower, which was forcefully pushed forward, making him panic for a moment.
Suddenly, multiple earthbound spikes shot out from the ground towards Iron Leyce. However, as if he had a sixth sense, Iron Leyce nimbly stepped on the critical spots and infused his battle aura to shatter the spikes.
With every step and every burst, he moved closer to Xiehed, now just thirty meters away.
Xiehed was desperate. Twisting his ring, he fired an exploding fireball. This wasn’t the modest fireballs from Ange, but a full-fledged fourth-level exploding fireball that crashed into the corpse Iron Leyce was hiding behind, instantly tearing it to pieces.
The quick movement of Iron Leyce’s longsword stirred the dust, once again blurring Xiehed’s vision. Unfazed, Xiehed activated a protection spell to scatter the dust, exposing Iron Leyce, and finally piercing his chest with an ice thorn.
However, Iron Leyce’s longsword had also impaled his stomach.
Just as both sides seemed wounded beyond recovery, a skeleton suddenly emerged not far away, pulling a swordsman from its stomach, then a little girl, a copper Juvenile Dragon, an armoured knight, a foggy shadow, and a steel mechanical construct.
“Nikola’s assassin!”
“The people from The Oasis!”
“They are all in it together!”
Regardless of what was said, it was too late. Both Iron Leyce and Xiehed, having exhausted each other, were simultaneously pushed away.
The onlookers chuckled as they eyed the enemy’s magnificent carriage and the premium equipment on Iron Leyce and Xiehed.