Kapitel 52: Ch 45 - The Arrival Of The Divine Protector - (Part2)
"It's about time. Bring forth the holy dye." shouted the old mage, Sigurd.
About time they do something.
Finally, a mage walked out of the corridor holding something that was covered with a cloth. It looked as if he was holding a tray with something precious underneath that cloth. He quickly walked and stopped in front of the old mage, Sigurd who was standing close to the barrier.
Sigurd then took a deep breath and took the tray.
The phoenix that was strolling around the stage suddenly turned its attention to Sigurd.
The beast who looked at us like insects now was glaring at Sigurd or more precisely towards the mysterious object that the old mage was holding.
Sigurd then gently picked up the cloth and finally unveiled the thing on the tray. As soon as the cloth covering was lifted there was a fancy-looking glass jar with a fancy golden handle and lid. Inside the jar, there was a mysterious green glowing liquid that was half-filled.
The phoenix beast had a reaction and started approaching Sigurd with a low growl.
*grrr*
As the beast approached near the barrier where Sigurd was, the rest of the mages all started getting on their knees except for the mages managing their barrier.
Even Sigurd was on his knees while lifting the tray holding the mysterious Jar.
"Children lower your gaze and welcome the divine protector," said Sigurd in a loud tone.
Hearing this, every candidate quickly bowed their head and continued to kneel.
The phoenix standing in front of the Sigurd opened its beak wide open and spread its flame wings.
*Screech*
The phoenix suddenly let out a loud cry bursting the ear drums of everyone present in the amphitheater. It seems angry as flames erupt from all over its body, firing everywhere. Thankfully the flames were stopped by the barrier from reaching us.
"What the hell is going on?!"
"The divine protector has lost it?"
"I am scared"
The candidates started to become uneasy as well as they shouted out their worries.
The phoenix continued to howl even more aggressively when it saw the flames were being stopped by the barrier. Its flames got even brighter and brighter.
The temperature of the room shot so high that even the candidates started collapsing on the floor. There was a panic among the candidates.
But for some reason, the mages lowered their head and did nothing but kneel before the beast.
Were they waiting for the beast to calm down?
But nothing seemed to be calming down that damn beast.
The barrier around the beast started vibrating weirdly. It didn't seem it would last any longer.
Don't tell me my hunch was right, this fucking ritual is a disaster.
Divine protector was nothing more than a lunatic beast and the mages are retards.
Some of the candidates finally stopped kneeling and started getting back away from the barrier.
The mages managing the barrier started bleeding from their eyes and nose while coughing out blood. One of the mages vomited out blood and collapsed on the floor.
Despite everything, the other mages didn't bother to move at all. They continued to kneel before the beast and the old mage lifted the mysterious jar.
"Is this how all the blessing ritual goes?" asked Tracker.
"To be honest, my mom never mentioned something like this ever," I replied.
I still can't make sense of what is happening here.
Suddenly there appeared a crack in the barrier on the opposite side of us.
The red flames escaped from the crack and fell on the nearby candidates who were still kneeling in place.
*AArrgh*
Aggrieved screams of dying candidates befall our ears.
Finally panic arose among the candidates. Some of the candidates started collapsing from the heat, some were scared even more, while some just ran like the wind.
It was like hell was let loose in this amphitheater.
"Stay your ground children!" shouted Sigurd.
He was still bowing his head while clutching the tray with the mysterious jar.
"That old fart is nuts. We gotta get out of here," shouted Tracker.
"It's about time you say something clever for once." I replied, getting on my feet "That barrier won't hold on for much longer."
More cracks slowly appeared on the barrier as the phoenix maintained screaming as it spread its flames. I have no wish to be killed by some darn crazy bird.
Candidates were falling left and right like flies.
The plebian candidates down here were not wealthy enough to afford adventure gear like the rest of the inner district candidates. No wonder those inner district brats were armed to the teeth.
Meanwhile, we candidates here didn't get much of a warning and only told us to bring a fucking water bottle, that's it. On top of that, they instructed us to not use it until they said so! Fuck these mages!
Almost half of the candidates were now unconscious and had burn marks all over. Meanwhile, the flames were still leaking from the crack on the other side and was becoming larger by the second.
I and Tracker tried to trace back our steps, running towards where we came from.
"I don't wanna die by the hands of some dumb bird," shouted Tracker as he dodged his feet from stepping on the unconscious candidate.
Whereas I stepped on the unconscious brat with no remorse,
"Finally something we both can agree on to-"
*boom*
Suddenly, there was a loud blast.
I instinctively jumped on the ground and grabbed two of the unconscious candidates lying on the floor and hid behind them.
Then I waited bracing myself for the impact of the flames.
The next second, there was an eerie silence.
Even the temperature that was rising so high was no longer so hot.
The loud chaos now turned into muttering noises of the candidates.
Even the amphitheater that was once fiery bright now had dimmed back to normalcy.
I waited for a few seconds behind the bodies of the two unconscious candidates, just in case something did happen. I was sure that the barrier had broken and we were all up to flames.
"Holy cow! We are saved," shouted Tracker,
"Check that out, Benjamin."
At this moment I couldn't see where Tracker was. I was on the floor sitting behind two unconscious candidates that I happened to grab.
I carefully peeked my head at the two bodies I had been holding.
There I saw Tracker standing with wide eyes looking towards the stage.
"Is this afterlife?" I asked.
"No, we are alive! But~" Tracker finally looked at me, "What are you doing with those undefended candidates?"
"Just a last-ditch, effort to save my bacon," I replied while tossing away those two candidates.
Tracker opened his eyes wide in dismay,
"You!~You~ You are using your fellow comrades as a meat shield. Have you no shame?"
I got up dusting away the dirt,
"Well, they were already good as dead, so what's wrong with using them as a shield," I replied.
"That is just messed up. You should be ashamed" said Tracker.
"Tracker, I give zero fucks on what you deem to be morals and ethics. Tell me what happened to that bir-" as I looked at the central stage, I was taken aback.
The phoenix was still standing with its wings spread wide open.
But there were no flames in the wings. The body was on standstill.
To my surprise, the phoenix had a big circular fucking hole on his face.
A powerful spell had blasted on its face with quite the precision tearing its entire face and killing the bird in an instant.
Who could have done this?
It was just then that my eyes fell near the feet of the phoenix.
"Where the hell did that come from?" I asked.
Near the feet of the phoenix, there was a big crater that wasn't there before.
The entire stage portion was blown in and around the crater to smithereens.
In the middle of that crater, there was a long tall spear stabbed into the ground.
As I glanced at the spear my nerves throbbed at the very sight of that weapon.
The spear was translucent and shining as if it was made of ethereal material. I had never seen that weapon before but for some reason, there was this feeling that I had a connection with that weapon.
Tracker had a bright smile,
"That's the ethereal spear made from the divine rays of the sun. I can't believe my eyes!"
What in the fuck is even going on here. For some reason, I couldn't take my eyes off that glowing spear.
"Whose spear is that?" I asked.
Tracker turned his head up,
"Only one such person would be worthy of such a weapon."
I followed the gaze of Tracker, there in the sky floats a man slowly descending to the stage. He looked like a young man in his 20s wearing silver shiny armor from the neck below. He had blonde hair and turquoise blue eyes and a well-built body frame. He descended while his hands stretched like those angels in the painting when they descended on earth from the heavens.
He even had this sympathizing smile as he looked at us.
"Who the hell is this guy?" I asked.
"Excuse me but he is not 'some guy'. You must be a dumb moron living in the boonies if you don't know this man. He is Lord Lux Sentinel, one of the 12 heavenly virtues, the virtue of ambition in the flesh. That spear that just killed that beast belongs to him. Watch your mouth while addressing him or you shall call unnecessary troubles."
The back of my throat sucked in all the air as I was at loss for words.
That guy was one of the heavenly virtues in the flesh.
"A thousand pardons my devotees." said Lux as he gracefully floated down the stage, "I had to save a city from a horde of Wyvern raids, hence the delay. It seems the divine beast gave some trouble to my fellow people here but fear not, your divine protector is now here."
There he was, my arch enemy, and we finally met.
I mean I was the only one who had seen him and he had yet to see me but it's almost the same thing.
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