The roof of the secret room was torn open, and boundless amounts of sacred light flooded in.
“Leylin! Don’t even think of running!” Alric roared, bearing terrifying injuries from spirits detonating themselves on his body.
The Gargamel was an ancient being after all, and its might even reached the thresholds of the level of a Morning Star Magus.
Though its power had not fully recovered and it was merely using a borrowed body, it was still able to cause some trouble for Alric.
“An ancient teleportation spell formation?”
Upon seeing the spell formation with its four, glimmering, coloured lights, he shouted.
As a rank 3 Magus, he had lived a few centuries. How could he not know what an ancient teleportation spell formation represented?
That signified another continent with endless resources and boundless benefits!
“Stay here!” Alric’s eyes turned red as he approached the ancient teleportation spell formation. He could give up on anything for access to this teleportation spell formation. He roared, two large arms made of sacred light grabbing towards Leylin.
However, Leylin merely gazed at Alric coldly, and two words came out of his mouth. “Too late!”
*Rumble!*
A layer of Kemoyin’s Scales covered Leylin’s body, and with a huge leap, the silverish spatial passageway swallowed him.
*Tss tss!* After teleporting one person, all the energy of the spell formation was sucked dry, and the various rays of light dimmed. The passageway disappeared.
“No…” Seeing the spatial passageway, which was gradually closing like a beast’s mouth, Alric shouted.
*Whoosh!* He appeared in front of the teleportation spell formation, fishing out a high-grade energy crystal and throwing it into the energy slot.
“Quickly! Activate!”
Though Alric did not know the Turin Language, he still had other methods. Under the solidified milky-white holy rays that wrapped up the spell formation, the spell formation began to work.
With large amounts of effort on Alric’s end, the spell formation worked at twice the speed that it had with Leylin.
“Faster! Faster! Faster!” However, Alric was still not satisfied, and kept inserting his immense spiritual force into the spell formation.
He knew very well that the moment Leylin reached his destination, he would immediately destroy the spell formation at the other side. When that happened, they would be on two different continents, and his revenge for his son, as well as the benefits from the teleportation spell formation, would come to naught.
All he needed now was a little bit of time!
With the urging of Alric, a rank 3 Magus, the spell formation worked quickly, and rings of energy constantly ascended.
Once again, a pitch black passageway opened up!
“Exactly! That’s how it should be!” Alric mumbled, eyes full of excitement as he watched the spatial passageway begin to open.
*Weng!* *Bang!*
However, just as it was about to completely open, the teleportation spell formation suddenly halted, the lights turning dim and the space cracking. The passageway then disappeared.
This situation meant that Leylin had already destroyed the spell formation on the other end!
“Damn it!” Alric roared, milky-white holy light that could be seen by the naked eye emitting from his body and destroying the items in the secret room around him.
Next, a light beam struck the teleportation spell formation, turning it into a huge crater!
Without the spell formation on the other side, this spell formation was merely a decoration. He obviously wouldn’t leave any chances for Leylin to make use of this spell formation again.
“Despicable! Repulsive! Damn it!” Alric yelled, the pain of being on the verge of gaining something only to lose it right after feeling like a poisonous snake devouring his soul.
*Chi chi!*
At this moment, with the wails of spirits that had departed unjustly, the secret plane of the Ancient Spirit Slaying Sect began to shake.
A pair of translucent, black arms broke through the hinderance of the secret plane, as if tearing through cloth, and charged towards the centre of the secret plane.
“The main body of the Gargamel has actually reached rank 3…”
Alric’s face turned grim. Without even having the opportunity to lament over letting Leylin go just like that, his clothes began to flutter despite there being no wind, and he flew in mid-air, confronting the Gargamel.
……
After Leylin entered the spatial passageway, regret was apparent in his expression.
The immense spatial power was like several hundred tons of seawater pressing against him from all directions and tearing his body apart.
The roof of the secret room was torn open, and boundless amounts of sacred light flooded in. “Leylin! Don’t even think of running!” Alric roared, bearing terrifying injuries from spirits detonating themselves on his body. The Gargamel was an ancient being after all, and its might even reached the thresholds of the level of a Morning Star Magus. Though its power had not fully recovered and it was merely using a borrowed body, it was still able to cause some trouble for Alric. “An ancient teleportation spell formation?” Upon seeing the spell formation with its four, glimmering, coloured lights, he shouted. As a rank 3 Magus, he had lived a few centuries. How could he not know what an ancient teleportation spell formation represented? That signified another continent with endless resources and boundless benefits! “Stay here!” Alric’s eyes turned red as he approached the ancient teleportation spell formation. He could give up on anything for access to this teleportation spell formation. He roared, two large arms made of sacred light grabbing towards Leylin. However, Leylin merely gazed at Alric coldly, and two words came out of his mouth. “Too late!” *Rumble!* A layer of Kemoyin’s Scales covered Leylin’s body, and with a huge leap, the silverish spatial passageway swallowed him. *Tss tss!* After teleporting one person, all the energy of the spell formation was sucked dry, and the various rays of light dimmed. The passageway disappeared. “No…” Seeing the spatial passageway, which was gradually closing like a beast’s mouth, Alric shouted. *Whoosh!* He appeared in front of the teleportation spell formation, fishing out a high-grade energy crystal and throwing it into the energy slot. “Quickly! Activate!” Though Alric did not know the Turin Language, he still had other methods. Under the solidified milky-white holy rays that wrapped up the spell formation, the spell formation began to work. With large amounts of effort on Alric’s end, the spell formation worked at twice the speed that it had with Leylin. “Faster! Faster! Faster!” However, Alric was still not satisfied, and kept inserting his immense spiritual force into the spell formation. He knew very well that the moment Leylin reached his destination, he would immediately destroy the spell formation at the other side. When that happened, they would be on two different continents, and his revenge for his son, as well as the benefits from the teleportation spell formation, would come to naught. All he needed now was a little bit of time! With the urging of Alric, a rank 3 Magus, the spell formation worked quickly, and rings of energy constantly ascended. Once again, a pitch black passageway opened up! “Exactly! That’s how it should be!” Alric mumbled, eyes full of excitement as he watched the spatial passageway begin to open. *Weng!* *Bang!* However, just as it was about to completely open, the teleportation spell formation suddenly halted, the lights turning dim and the space cracking. The passageway then disappeared. This situation meant that Leylin had already destroyed the spell formation on the other end! “Damn it!” Alric roared, milky-white holy light that could be seen by the naked eye emitting from his body and destroying the items in the secret room around him. Next, a light beam struck the teleportation spell formation, turning it into a huge crater! Without the spell formation on the other side, this spell formation was merely a decoration. He obviously wouldn’t leave any chances for Leylin to make use of this spell formation again. “Despicable! Repulsive! Damn it!” Alric yelled, the pain of being on the verge of gaining something only to lose it right after feeling like a poisonous snake devouring his soul. *Chi chi!* At this moment, with the wails of spirits that had departed unjustly, the secret plane of the Ancient Spirit Slaying Sect began to shake. A pair of translucent, black arms broke through the hinderance of the secret plane, as if tearing through cloth, and charged towards the centre of the secret plane. “The main body of the Gargamel has actually reached rank 3…” Alric’s face turned grim. Without even having the opportunity to lament over letting Leylin go just like that, his clothes began to flutter despite there being no wind, and he flew in mid-air, confronting the Gargamel. …… After Leylin entered the spatial passageway, regret was apparent in his expression. The immense spatial power was like several hundred tons of seawater pressing against him from all directions and tearing his body apart.
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