The Only Player in ‘Child of Stardust’
Chapter 221 - 153 Eyes_2

Chapter 221: Chapter 153 Eyes_2

Never could they have imagined that their roles would be reversed so completely; they had gone from being hunters to becoming the hunted.

Even more unexpected was that the corrupted dragon had been secretly stalking them all along!

The eyes on the unknown mutant had been taken by the corrupted dragon... Zhou Yuan averted his gaze, finally understanding the fate of those eyeballs.

"Come in quickly."

Just as everyone was preparing to retreat, a rough voice echoed from the mage tower behind them.

The azure barrier opened a small door, and a countdown began to sound: "Five, four..."

The group exchanged brief glances, then rushed towards the small door without hesitation, running into the barrier.

Boom!

The eerie breath filled with decay and rot came at them again, engulfing everyone’s sight like a tsunami; however, the azure barrier stood firm.

"Such a strong barrier," Bai Lang exclaimed, as a magic user, he could feel the immense power of the magic.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The cannons atop the mage tower swiveled and began firing magic energy cannonballs at the corrupted dragon.

The corrupted dragon roared in madness as it felt the pain, lifting its head high.

With wings devoid of flesh, destined never to fly, it stepped heavily, trampling the ground as it charged towards the mage tower!

Boom!

From the sky, innumerable bolts of lightning converged into a colossal thunder column, ripping through the thick fog and piercing that rotting, fetid body. The violent brilliance momentarily blinded everyone, searing their eyes.

When the light dissipated, most of the corrupted dragon’s body had been shattered by the thunder, its foul blood gushed like a waterfall. It howled in agony, retreating swiftly with its tail between its legs, like a defeated wild dog.

"Forbidden Curse..."

Bai Lang was utterly shocked. That bolt of thunder was definitely the pinnacle of magic—the Forbidden Curse Magic!

In the real world, it would take at least a peak 8th-rank magic user to cast such a spell.

No wonder the barrier had suddenly appeared around the mage tower; its owner was inside! And that owner was a Forbidden Spell Mage!

At this moment, the door of the mage tower opened automatically.

Bai Lang softly reminded everyone, "Remember to be polite; a Forbidden Spell Mage can kill us as easily as snapping their fingers."

Everyone felt their hearts in their throats. Even in the outside world, a Forbidden Spell Mage was among the most extraordinary persons of their time.

The group entered the mage tower. The first floor was a hall, carpeted in soft rugs, with all kinds of items neatly arranged. Several human-shaped magical puppets were cleaning. They showed no reaction to the group’s arrival.

"Come up to the fifth floor." A voice came from the top of the tower.

In the corner of the room was an elevator; the group took it to the upper floor.

Fifth floor.

The workstation was a chaotic mess; magical books were scattered everywhere on the floor and tables.

A bearded dwarf sat by the table, drinking. He glanced at the group stepping out of the elevator, drunkenly saying, "Sit wherever you like."

"Look at his arms, look at his biceps. Can you guess why there’s martial monk gear here?

Saixi was a martial monk before he turned sixty. After accidentally coming into contact with magical knowledge, he discovered his talent in this field and spent ten years learning magic, becoming one of the only dozen or so Forbidden Spell Mages in this world.

A brawny man with brains; truly terrifying, brother.]

This kind of talent... Zhou Yuan was stunned. To become a Forbidden Spell Mage in just ten years, starting from scratch?

"Thank you, senior, for saving our lives," Bai Lang clasped his hands in gratitude, followed by the others.

"What are you all doing in this cursed place?" Saixi asked while drinking.

"The kingdom’s princess was kidnapped by the Demon King. We are on our way to rescue her and passed through here," Zhou Yuan explained.

"The Demon King..." Saixi paused, sighing, "You lot don’t even have the strength to defeat that dragon, and you want to challenge the Demon King? Go back to where you came from, don’t throw your lives away."

"Senior, that’s too absolute. A few days ago, we couldn’t even defeat a slime, yet now we’ve fought our way here. Just give us a little more time to train, and taking down that corrupted dragon will be a piece of cake."

Zhou Yuan casually lied, then asked back, "But why are you, senior, still here?"

"This is my home; where else would I be?"

"I mean, senior, you are a Forbidden Spell Mage..."

Zhou Yuan straightened up, earnestly saying, "As the saying goes, ’with great power comes great responsibility.’ You have such tremendous strength, do you not wish to save the world and be admired by all?"

He wanted to use his charm to persuade Saixi to come out and help.

Saixi seemed indeed affected by his charm, his eyes becoming deep: "Save the world...

Then he spat, impatiently saying, "Saving the world is none of my damn business. I just want to drink."

As expected of a dwarf, such a hot temper... Zhou Yuan had no choice but to say, "What about the fallen Magic Academy? Senior, you should be part of the Magic Academy, right?"

Bang!

Saixi smashed the bottle on the table, his eyes blazing with anger: "Damn it, just thinking about those bastards pisses me off. I just wanted to learn the Resurrection Technique to revive my brother, and they accused me of stealing Forbidden Technique! Stealing my ass!

They never had so many rules when they revived those royal members!

My brother died because of them, and they didn’t feel a bit sorry, openly ostracizing dissidents! Then a few old Forbidden Spell Mages conspired to expel me. I haven’t even settled that score with them yet!

Save them? Dream on!"

Uh... brother? Dwarf?

Zhou Yuan’s expression froze as if he thought of something. Could it be such a coincidence?

"May I ask, senior, was your brother Master Smith Kentro?"

"Hmm?"

Saixi looked over in surprise: "You knew him?"

"To be honest, I have an... artifact of Master Kentro’s with me." Zhou Yuan said, taking out the Anti-Magic Dummy.

Saixi’s eyes widened as he recognized the familiar inscription on its base.

"It’s his work. Where did you get it?"

"I bought it at a trading market," Zhou Yuan answered truthfully.

Saixi was silent for a while, staring at the Anti-Magic Dummy: "Many years ago, the Magic Academy devalued his creations because a cheaper supplier came along. They demanded he cancel his contract. Furious, he went to argue with the mages but was ultimately expelled.

After that, he secluded himself and created this automated anti-magic device. He set out to confront the Magic Academy, but never returned. I couldn’t even find his body."

Saixi sighed: "Can you give me this? I can offer something else in exchange."

"Senior, we are planning to enter the Magic Academy, so this device is crucial," Zhou Yuan said, looking troubled.

"Is that so, then forget it." Saixi shook his head and continued drinking.

Zhou Yuan was dumbfounded. Wait, that was your deceased brother’s artifact, can’t you negotiate a bit more? Offer more benefits, and maybe I’d agree!

Dwarves are really straightforward.

Reluctantly, he changed the topic.

"Senior, what’s the deal with that corrupted dragon? It seemed much stronger than the rumors."

"Naturally, the Demon King corrupted this land. The more eyes a polluted creature has, the stronger it is."

"Why is that?" Zhou Yuan was puzzled.

"Eyes are windows to the soul, also symbols of spiritual power. That’s why those crazed beings obsessively collect others’ eyeballs, believing it will bring them more knowledge and power. And it does."

Saixi sneered: "The mages at the Magic Academy have all turned into multi-eyed monsters, fighting endlessly over eyeballs."