The Vastness of Magical Destiny
Chapter 429: Volume 9: Phantom of the Ancient Castle, - 1: Singular Strike on the Flying Dragon

Chapter 429: Volume 9: Phantom of the Ancient Castle, Chapter 1: Singular Strike on the Flying Dragon

Just as everyone marveled at the meticulously detailed and lifelike giant stone engraving paintings, there seemed to be a continuous series of fine creaking sounds coming from the depths of the passage. At first, they did not attract much attention, but as the creaking grew more frequent and louder, the mage knights who had already turned their gaze away from the surrounding stone wall paintings realized that, at some point, the space had once again become shrouded with a thick presence of death.

Only when a dense mass of skeleton group emerged in a steady cadence from the dark depths of the passage did everyone realize that these skeletons each held, without exception, a rusty iron sword and a patchy old shield—they were obviously souls from the ancient battlefield, and the pale bones proved their history was not short.

In the eyes of the group, these skeleton warriors possessed not very formidable combat power. The only somewhat annoying aspect was their sheer number; they were a dark, oppressive sight, with no end in sight, and the dark passage deep within seemed like the gaping maw of a giant beast, ceaselessly spewing out skeletons.

Perhaps seeing an opportunity to train, almost at the same time, two dark knights sped past several mages like ghosts, accelerating their speed to several times that of a normal person with an acceleration spell, while the surging Fighting Qi greatly elevated their protective abilities to the extreme.

Several mages also timely bestowed blessings upon the two dark knights. The dual blessings from both darkness and light gave the two dark knights a strange appearance, with a holy silver-white glow and a gloomy purple-black halo enveloping them.

The knight spears, vomiting dark glows, suddenly joined together to form a massive Fighting Qi attack circle. This attack circle exploded with unprecedented power as it came together.

Like the roar of a tsunami, dozens of skeletons that had been surrounding and brandishing their rusty swords and shields were shattered in an instant by a powerful Fighting Qi strike that swept over them like a storm, sending white bone fragments and scattered weapons drizzling onto the ground, forming an enormous void in the area around the strike.

Even the mysterious mage, who had been unfazed until now, couldn’t hide a look of astonishment in her eyes, while Rebury and Komer, who had been quietly observing the mysterious mage, discovered behind her surprised look a hint of wariness and concern. This odd expression struck Rebury with alarm and left Komer utterly baffled.

Why was the mysterious mage so nervous about the strength displayed by these two dark knights? In theory, having stronger companions on an adventure should be nothing but beneficial, a cause for joy, delight, and excitement. This expression seemed somewhat irrational unless there was some unknown secret between her and the two dark knights.

The Fighting Qi attack circle that continued to advance was becoming increasingly imposing due to the frantic thrusts of the two knight spears. With the continuous blessings from the mages, the dark knights’ attacking power reached an unprecedented level. The range of the Fighting Qi attack circle had extended over five meters and was invincible, sweeping away any opponent that stood in its path.

The poor skeleton soldiers were shattered by the powerful onslaught of the spears before they could even come close to the edge, and those few that avoided the Fighting Qi attack were turned to ash and dust under the relentless magic attacks.

These seemingly mediocre skeleton soldiers were incapable of posing a significant threat to the group, strong in attack and defense. Hundreds of skeleton soldiers were wiped clean in less than ten minutes, leaving behind only a dusty residue.

As the light of the Fighting Qi faded, the two dark knights exchanged glances, clearly pleased with their perfectly coordinated cooperation. Not only did they demonstrate the expertise of real martial arts masters to the mages, but they also gained a deeper understanding and insight into the profound mysteries of martial arts through their cooperation.

Newman had already squatted down at the first opportunity, put on gloves, and carefully picked up the shattered skeleton debris as well as the decrepit shields and rusted swords. Several mages also waited patiently for their knowledgeable companion to make a judgment on these items.

"Hmm, these skeleton warriors must have a history of over a hundred and fifty years, and these weapons are also products of that era. They were probably put here by the castle’s designer to trigger a physical mechanism within the passage and open a magic space. We are lucky; this was just an undead spell. These skeletons were not strong enough to pose a great threat to us,..."

Proudly showing off his extensive historic knowledge, Newman was completely unaware of the imminent danger.

"Be careful!" "Duck, get down!" A series of alarms came from several mages, including Komer.

The first to notice was still the mysterious mage, who seemed particularly sensitive to dark-class creatures. Komer noticed that the other’s spiritual sense was even more acute than his own and Rebury’s, which was almost unimaginable. Komer, who considered his spiritual sense to be quite sharp, found it unsettling that he was not on par with such a mysterious individual. Who exactly was this person?