Chapter 1524: Chapter 169: One Against Three_3
It turned out that, just before descending the altar, Xuan Yue used Space Magic to teleport the Ring of Guardian, which she had been holding in her hand, to Ah Dai’s palm and spoke those words. Encouraged by Xuan Yue, Ah Dai’s confidence swelled. Opening his palm, he gazed at the still warm, pure white ring. His body trembled slightly with emotion. He knew that, whether or not Xuan Yue had forgiven him, at the very least, she still loved him, she still cared for his safety, and that was enough.
With his hands circling, enveloped in a golden glow, the Pope floated to the entrance of the Temple of Light and said in a deep voice, "Ah Dai has desecrated the Sky God on the Light Altar. I order the three Red Robe Priests, Xuan Ye, Yu Jian, and Mang Siu, to execute the divine punishment on him, life or death is irrelevant, within a time limit of half an hour, begin." At the Pope’s command, the three Red Robe Priests simultaneously erupted in dazzling white light. Mang Siu and Yu Jian each swung their right hand, sending a Light Blade filled with Sacred Aura slashing toward Ah Dai, while a flash of gold appeared in Xuan Ye’s hand as the Wrath of the Gods fell into his palm, and he began rapidly chanting a spell. They all knew about Ah Dai’s formidable martial arts and understood that under no circumstances could they give him the chance to take the offensive. The three had been fellow Red Robe Priests for many years and had developed a deep mutual understanding. Mang Siu and Yu Jian abandoned chanting high-level magic and prepared to ensnare Ah Dai with low-level magic, giving Xuan Ye the opportunity to employ high-level magic.
Ah Dai’s eyes were full of determination and power. Letting out a cold snort, both his hands transformed into silver light shields, intercepting the slashes of the two Light Blades without dodging. With two booming sounds, a large number of white light specks exploded and scattered on the Light Altar. Ah Dai pushed off with his right foot, darting like lightning toward Mang Siu. The Pope’s biggest mistake was having the three Red Robe Priests battle Ah Dai within the confined space of the Light Altar. How could Ah Dai not understand the strengths and weaknesses of Magic and martial arts? In such confined space, he naturally aimed to seize the initiative, leaving no opportunity for the three Red Robe Priests to use major magic. When Ah Dai’s blue figure flashed and reached Mang Siu, the Pope realized the problem, but by then, it was too late to change anything. Everything depended on the three Red Robe Priests themselves.
Mang Siu, as one of the Four Red Robe Priests, naturally had extraordinary skills. Although surprised by Ah Dai’s speed toward him, he did not panic. A flash of golden light appeared in his hand, and a golden tulip manifested before him. Mang Siu shouted, "Light’s Waltz." Sudden brilliance blossomed before him, and innumerable pieces of golden energy, resembling tulip petals, formed into a tornado-like shape, surging toward the charging Ah Dai. The dazzling energy left the spectators at the altar’s perimeter dizzy and entranced. This was Mang Siu’s unique skill. The golden tulip in his hand was created through decades of practicing compression of light elements. In a very short time, with just a few words, he could summon powerful Light Magic. According to his years of research into the energy characteristics of the compressed tulip, Mang Siu developed the Light’s Waltz magic, specifically for self-defense. Each piece of tulip energy he summoned was charged with massive magic power, and these sharp petals had deadly penetrating power. Mang Siu had only completely developed this magic in recent years and could produce a new tulip in a short time even if he used all its energy at once.
Seeing the golden petals light up before Mang Siu, Ah Dai was also taken aback. However, his Sheng Sheng Transformation had already reached the sixth realm, and the solid-state Sheng Sheng Battle Aura neutralized nearly all magic. The highly compressed battle aura feared no magic that was lower in energy than itself. Ah Dai was battle-hardened and, though surprised, remained unaffected in his attack. His forward momentum not only didn’t stall but accelerated. His hands continuously danced through the air, forming various hand shapes, as numerous strands of silver battle aura emanated from every part of his body, directly colliding with the tornado made of tulip petals. Each petal, filled with massive energy, lost its power under the relentless penetration of the Sheng Sheng Battle Aura. Golden and silver light burst into a series of explosions, and the golden light vanished in the dazzling display. The silver battle aura strands, after overcoming the Light’s Waltz, unhesitatingly attacked Mang Siu. Clenching his teeth, Mang Siu clasped his hands together, collecting the tulip in his grasp. As the silver battle aura strands reached a foot before him, he suddenly pushed his palms forward. An imposing golden beam burst forth, containing pure light elements with immense compressed energy. Although the silver battle aura strands weren’t canceled out by the impact of the golden light, they were scattered in all directions, unable to harm Mang Siu anymore.
Startled, Ah Dai thought to himself, "These Red Robe Priests indeed live up to their reputation; they’re truly hard to deal with!" However, Mang Siu’s staunch resistance completely ignited Ah Dai’s fighting spirit. With a loud shout and without dodging the incoming formidable Light Magic energy, he formed a giant silver energy sword, five feet long, half a foot wide, and three inches thick, striking it towards the approaching golden beam. With a screeching sound, akin to the grinding of metal, Mang Siu’s beam, concentrated with vast magic power, was cleaved in two by a single sword strike from Ah Dai. Gold energy spilled from either side of his body, causing no harm whatsoever. Moving with the sword, Ah Dai relentlessly slashed the silver giant sword at Mang Siu. The immense energy accompanying the giant sword terrified Mang Siu. Never had he expected that, despite sacrificing the long-concentrated tulip, he couldn’t repel Ah Dai’s attack. That giant silver energy sword made him, for the first time since becoming a Red Robe Priest, feel death was so close. Time no longer allowed him to chant high-level spells. Without choice, he had to muster all his Magic power to erect a layer of golden energy barrier before himself. Though he knew it was far from enough to withstand Ah Dai’s attack, he could only leave it up to fate.
