Hadirt flew several meters backward, landing on the ground firmly. At the same time, Wilbur and the others had reached them, everyone releasing their own energy auras and attacking. Wilbur summoned the Magic Dragon Blade, bringing it down heavily against Hadirt. Hadirt was leaning backward then, muttering a spell as black miasma spread out of his palms. Following that, a black shield formed just in time to absorb everyone's attacks. Wilbur had thought that he would be able to slice through the defense shield on his own, only for it to promptly swallow his sword aura along with the other attacks. Hadirt jolted hard, and a wave of energy spread out. Everyone was sent flying as Hadirt looked around before charging straight at Wilbur. Wilbur's aura made it clear that he was the strongest out of the group and killing him was the fastest way to turn the tables around. Upon seeing this, Edmund appeared behind Wilbur to grab Hadirt by the wrist. "You're going up against me, Lord Hadi
Hadirt gritted his teeth. The energy aura on his body surged out and turned into a black defensive shield. Following that, he channeled all the energy in his body into the defensive shield as it spread out to cover a four-hundred-meter radius around him, making every rock on the ground quake in its wake. Edmund closed his eyes at the sight and took a deep breath. It was too late for anything now. He only had one Power Elixir Drop, which he used earlier. Edmund had thought that the battle would be over if he managed to take Hadirt down in ten minutes while not giving Hadirt the chance to take the Power Elixir Drop, making Edmund an instant legend among the nine towns. But now, everything has changed. Hadirt was not going to die, and all of Edmund's plans and hard work would have been for nothing. No one would be able to stop Hadirt, and Buck Town was going to be razed to the ground along with all the cultivators there. As the City Lord of Buck Town, the thought of a complete mas
"I'll take your powers too, Edmund!" Upon saying those words, Hadirt reached out to swipe at Edmund from behind the black defensive barrier. The sword Edmund was holding was firmly stuck to the barrier, and he could not pull it out no matter how hard he tried. It was not long before Hadirt got his fingers around Edmund's neck. "Come on, Edmund! Let us be one! Hahahaha!" Hadirt laughed loudly and started absorbing the energy aura inside Edmund's body. The next second, however, Edmund put his hands together and muttered a spell. A black dragon appeared above his head, letting out a howl of fury as it clawed at Hadirt's defensive barrier. Roar! The defense barrier exploded with the dragon's attack just as Edmund successfully wrangled himself out of Hadirt's grip. He flew several dozens of meters backward, only to stop and come charging toward Hadirt once more. Edmund leaped into the air, melding into the black dragon. It flashed its razor-sharp talons, swiping at Hadirt. "Yo
Hadirt was shocked to see Wilbur, as well as the state he was in. "Wilbur Penn… you're alive! Wait, you're the heir of the Child of Light? You're wearing a full suit of Light Armor! There is no place for light, not in the nine major towns! I'm going to kill you!" Hadirt's sword broke through the defense barrier of the power of light, stabbing in Wilbur's direction. Wilbur gripped the black sword with his hands, and the Light Gloves converted the energy of the sword into the power of light that was channeled into Wilbur's body. Hadirt was once again shocked to see this but wrenched his sword out of Wilbur's grasp to stab at the Light Armor on his body. Just then, the Light Armor began to radiate a white glow. A faint layer of black miasma swirled outside the white glow, and that was what absorbed the energy from Hadirt's sword. He furrowed his brows. "How… How could that be?" Yet before he could give it more thought, Wilbur radiated a black aura that quickly formed a black vor
Augheimer was shocked to see this. "Crap, Wilbur's still in the Dark Dimension. Is he going to be devoured and reduced to dust?" "Let's go and save him now!" said Grote. "No!" Felix stopped them at the last second. "Don't worry. Master has the Light Armor on him, so he won't be devoured by Hadirt. On the contrary, I think Hadirt's in for a nasty surprise." The Dark Dimension grew smaller and smaller, shrinking until it was a cuboid around two meters tall. "Hahahaha! I can't wait to absorb all your energy, Wilbur Penn. This is goodbye, young man!" Hadirt opened and closed his hand, and the tall cube shrank until it was the shape of a person. However, it was unable to shrink any further beyond that. The next second, a ray of light shone out of the darkness. It ripped through the Dark Dimension like torn fabric, revealing a glowing Wilbur in front of Hadirt. Wilbur stomped on the ground, and all the darkness around him disappeared immediately. "What? You…" Hadirt's Pow
Hadirt stared Wilbur down like a predator stalking its prey. He swung at Wilbur with his long sword, and Wilbur blocked the attack with his Magic Dragon Blade. Clang! The Magic Dragon Blade was broken into two, and Hadirt aimed a kick at Wilbur. This caused him to fall from mid-air, and Hadirt chased after him to cast another attack toward the left side of his chest. All of a sudden, a wild tiger appeared. It let out a loud roar, pouncing on Hadirt. The tiger was blasted to dust as Hadirt's sword crumbled as well, the powerful energy waves sending Hadirt flying. Hadirt touched the ground with his feet, leaping several meters backward before frowning at the sudden attacker. "Who are you?" Wilbur was beside himself with shock. "What are you doing here, Locke?" Wilbur wanted to befriend Lock after the Guard Challenge back in Walker Town, but Locke had been less than willing to do so. The two had parted ways after that, and Wilbur had been pretty sure he would never see Lo
Grote shouted, "He has another Power Elixir Drop! Wilbur, leave right now! I'll stop him!" "Oh, it's too late for that now!" Hadirt swung his sword wildly, casting several blows. Each sword aura appeared in the form of a hurricane that thrashed wildly in different directions, ripping any cultivator in its way to pieces. Within just a few seconds, there were only seventy people left from the hundred who had joined the battle. Grote looked at Wilbur solemnly. "We don't have much time, Wilbur. I don't know how long I can hold on for. Hurry up, leave with Lord Edmund." Hadirt glared at Grote. "Listen up, you meddling bastard! None of you are getting out of here alive!" Hadirt swung his sword over, and a rampant hurricane came hurtling towards Grote at once. At the last second, a figure appeared behind Grote. He was controlling a black dragon, directing it to pounce on the hurricane. "Roar!" The black dragon let out a howl of fury, but it quickly turned into an agonized cry.
Boom! The white dragon disintegrated into dust and vanished, while a mass of black mist rapidly spread out like a spider web. The sky within a few hundred meters was instantly covered by the black web. Wilbur glanced up at the web in the sky, then looked down at the mist below. At that moment, the mist abruptly gathered up and formed a black sphere. Hadirt stood within the sphere and glared menacingly at Wilbur. A sudden sense of foreboding welled up within Wilbur. Then, numerous tendrils extended from the black web above, swiftly entangling the cultivators in the sky. Wilbur watched as a cultivator was pulled into the web by the tendrils, only to be instantly consumed. Streams of energy flowed through the network of the web, all converging into the black sphere below. Hadirt was absorbing the energy from the cultivators! "Sir!" a cultivator yelled. Suddenly, Felix, Grote, Edmund, and the others rushed over. Wilbur glanced at them and asked, "Where's Locke?" "Locke?" they a