Unfortunately, the Dark Messenger was unsuccessful with his plan. It was as if the Child of Light had anticipated that this would happen, thus setting up a special dimensional portal in the formation. Wilbur looked up at the strange golden line in the sky, feeling rather confused. If the golden line was connected to the portal leading to a middle dimension, the Dark Messenger would have been ecstatic. After all, he had always wanted to return to the Light World. The Dark Lord and the Child of Light would have the ability to face each other off in the Light World. His reaction could only mean that this dimensional portal probably led to an even higher middle dimension, one which could hold the Dark Lord down. Wilbur did not know much about what happened between the Dark Lord and the Child of Light. He snapped out of his stupor and began thinking about what was to come next. Kortlin had said that the formation could only last three days. Wilbur could spend those three days on Koo
Pale flames shot up in the altar, and it was not long before the snake's fang was engulfed in them. The screen lit up, showing that Wilbur had acquired eight thousand grace points. Wilbur was beside himself with glee at the sight of the number. After all, having eight thousand grace points was a significant sum. The truth was that Bahamut's power was nowhere close to the Blood God and the God of Destruction, and getting eight thousand grace points out of a fallen snake's fang had more than exceeded Wilbur's expectations. Besides, things were different now. The Dark Messenger had come looking for Wilbur, and the Child of Light's formation would only last three days. It would be gone after that, and the Dark Messenger would surely show up again after that. Despite Wilbur having improved his skills by a great deal, he did not have the confidence to take the Dark Messenger now. Thus, getting eight thousand grace points to spend on important power-ups was extremely important to him.
With that considered, using Aura Return to attack from behind did seem like quite a low blow. However, pulling such a move in might just be the key to his survival in this desperate situation. Now that the Dark Messenger had come looking for Wilbur, he had no choice but to fight for every chance for survival that he could get. Upon acquiring the training method for Aura Return, Wilbur came out of his demiplane at once. He sat down cross-legged and began to meditate as he cultivated Aura Return. Wilbur opened his eyes a while later. He realized that Aura Return was rather brilliant. Wilbur's body could now absorb and store the dragon aura around him. He can also convert it from physical strength and vice versa, giving him the energy to teleport. As he had just started cultivating Aura Return, Wilbur felt that the conversion speed of his dragon aura was quite slow and draining. Despite the fact that Aura Return did not cause him to pass out after one use like the Dragon Move, it
The surrounding giants came sprinting over at the sight. Wilbur recited a spell, and a defensive barrier of light began to spread out around him. It grew in size, and it was not long before the giants were stuck to it. The defensive barrier seemed to be holding onto the giants firmly as Wilbur raised his hands, using the Light Gloves to absorb their dark energy and convert them to the power of light to improve the power of his defensive barrier. Within just a minute, six of the giants had been absorbed completely by the defensive barrier. The barrier spread out once more, and it was only then that Wilbur noticed the remaining four giants were holding hands as if they were combining their energy. Something unexpected happened then. One of the giants quickly absorbed the dark energies from the other three giants. Eventually, the four giants became one that turned and looked toward Wilbur. It began to decrease in size, quickly returning to the form of a regular human being with a
Their dark energy was quickly absorbed and converted into the power of light. Noticing that, Aisha began to beg. "Symon! Stop him or we're going to die!" Symon was furious. "I'd rather die than become a slave to an evil god, you b*tch!" Both Symon and Aisha were converted into the power of light. Symon's face vanished, and the black miasma disappeared as well. Aisha's face melted away as she melded into the jet-black energy of the evil god, and she made one last attempt to bite at Wilbur. "I'm gonna kill you!" Wilbur was shocked by the Light Glove's inability to convert the evil god fully, and there was nothing he could do as Aisha pounced on him. Just then, something magical happened. The Light Helmet, which had been invisible on Wilbur's head, appeared and swallowed up Aisha and the evil god's energy in one go. There was a bright flash of light, and Aisha was nowhere to be seen after that. The Light Helmet, however, did not turn invisible this time. "How… How did this h
"I won't let you down, Honorable Child of Light!" "Ha!" Someone sneered audibly all of a sudden. Wilbur turned around at the sound, and a chill ran down his spine as he gasped aloud upon realizing who it was. The Dark Messenger hovered in mid-air with his arms crossed in front of his chest, smirking as he said, "I'm afraid that's a wish that will never come true. Honestly, the Child of Light was just delusional from the start. Back then, the Child of Light and I battled all the way to the lower dimensions." The Dark Messenger scoffed, then continued, "He was no match for me down here, and now he's delusional enough to be looking for a fated chosen one in the lower dimensions to complete his selfish wishes for him. What was he thinking, asking a lower-dimension cultivator to do something even a middle-dimension cultivator couldn't do? Don't you think that's ridiculous?" Wilbur glowered at the Dark Messenger. He resented the Dark Messenger to no end yet could not help feeling
A massive ripple of energy surged out and spread into the air as both weapons collided. Wilbur was pushed onto the ground and pinned there by the Dark Messenger, who over with a smirk. "Remember this: you're nothing more than a bug to me. To hell with you!" A sudden wave of energy burst out of the black sword, snapping Wilbur's Magic Dragon Blade into two before sending Wilbur flying dozens of meters through the air. Wilbur recited a spell in mid-air, summoning the Azure Dragon Spear. He stabbed it into the ground to catch his balance, then coughed up a mouthful of blood. Wilbur was struck with a feeling of helplessness as he stared up at the Dark Messenger, who turned into a black shadow that charged at him once more. At the very last second, Wilbur channeled his dragon aura into a powerful storm that the Dark Messenger rammed through like it was nothing. Upon seeing this, Wilbur picked up the Azure Dragon Spear off the ground and hurled it toward the Dark Messenger before r
The Dark Messenger smirked at the look of shock on Wilbur's face, crossing his arms in front of his chest and looking nothing but relaxed. "Go on. Show me the power of a dragon clan cultivator. You became a pupil of Master Orkot, didn't you? Come on, show me what you learned from him! You just might be able to last two minutes in battle." "You…" Wilbur gritted his teeth, rage flaring up in his chest. He would have lost his cool after being humiliated like this any other day, but there was currently a powerful aura radiating off the Dark Messenger and Wilbur could not expand his own aura at all. The Dark Messenger had not even activated his domain, yet he was able to hold Wilbur down with just his aura alone. This definitely surprised Wilbur. The Dark Messenger was far more powerful than a regular cultivator and was pretty much an evil god. Was it really possible for someone to become an evil god through cultivating endlessly? The Dark Messenger noticed Wilbur's change in expres