Chapter 1909: Chapter 1909: Magic Apostle (30)
Rumble——
Chuzheng’s body swayed, and the same cracks as inside the ruins extended from the front.
Chuzheng immediately moved away with Suo Wei, and the crack swiftly darted past them, heading into the distance.
The previously clear sky was suddenly shrouded by black clouds from nowhere, hanging low threateningly.
From the heavy cloud layer, a dragon’s roar faintly echoed.
"Ah ah!"
"Help!!"
Screams surged like a tide.
Chuzheng looked up and saw in the distance, like the unfolding of an ink painting, all ruins, and crumbling buildings appearing one by one.
At the same time, the people trapped inside just now were frantically running out.
Someone accidentally stepped into the cracks on the ground, losing their balance, and once they fell, they couldn’t climb back up.
Those cracks seemed to absorb magical elements just like the Magic Array.
"Suo Wei..." Chuzheng pressed the boy’s wrist: "What exactly did you do?"
"I didn’t do anything." Suo Wei still repeated this line, sounding utterly innocent.
"This isn’t your doing?"
"No." Suo Wei shook his head.
"..."
Chuzheng looked at him, the boy sweetly smiled back, showing no sign of deceit on his face.
"It better not be your doing." Otherwise, if I have to clean up this mess, I really feel like smashing your head.
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Magic Academy.
A few figures hurried through the corridor, pushing open the headmaster’s office door.
"Headmaster, something has happened."
"I already know." The Headmaster stood by the window, looking at the distant black clouds with a heavy expression: "Who organized for the students to go there?"
Several teachers looked puzzled: "Headmaster, wasn’t it... you who asked us to organize it?"
The Headmaster turned around, his sharp gaze sweeping over everyone: "When did I give such orders? We haven’t figured out whose ruins those are, they’re full of dangers. Why would I let the children go there!"
The headmaster had been away from the academy recently. He had just returned today and then such a major incident occurred.
The teachers felt a cold sweat break out on their backs, and one of them took out a letter: "But here is your handwriting, isn’t it?"
The headmaster took the letter, his face growing darker as he read.
"I didn’t write it." The headmaster slapped the letter onto the table: "Call the Intermediate Magicians and above from the academy and follow me."
Teachers: "..."
No... it wasn’t written by the Headmaster?
Then, who wrote it!!
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Like the Magic Academy, the Magic Association and members from various families also gathered people to rush over.
The major forces used their abilities to reach the site as quickly as possible.
Upon arrival, they were stunned and then got goosebumps.
The scene laid before them with countless ruins, and the spider-web-like cracks spread across the ground.
What in the world!
Several large characters floated in everyone’s minds simultaneously.
Charles arrived a step later and grabbed someone to ask: "What happened inside? Have you found Miss?"
"No... not yet." The person was trembling as he answered.
When they arrived, the place was deathly quiet; no one was around, only this area known as the ruins.
Many children who participated in the activity were among those who had come.
Hence, the Magic Academy became the main target of everyone’s criticism.
"Why organize such a tour? Doesn’t the Magic Academy know the condition of these ruins?"
"What were you thinking? If my son suffers any harm, I will never let this go!"
The headmaster of the Magic Academy had some prestige, and when he spoke, the crowd quieted down, somewhat out of respect.
"We also didn’t foresee such a situation. The urgent thing now is to find the people. Isn’t there someone from the Magic Association here, can’t we reach them?"
There had always been people from the Magic Association cleaning and exploring inside the Pingyang Ruins. The students were only supposed to venture into the safe areas.
How could such an accident happen?
And if not for the Magic Association providing the spots, could the Magic Academy have organized students to enter?
This issue clearly wasn’t solely the Magic Academy’s fault.
It was apparent that they couldn’t contact anyone from the Magic Association.
Otherwise, everyone wouldn’t be stuck here waiting.
At that moment, a dragon’s roar resounded in the sky.
Deep within the ruins, a giant dragon plunged from the clouds, smashing into the distant ruins with a thunderous crash.
"Go!"
A horde of people rushed towards that direction.
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The giant dragon toppled a cluster of buildings, and the kicked-up dust filled the air, leaving the whole world in a hazy mist.
In the swirling dust, the young man looked up at the slowly lowering head of the giant dragon.
"Dira." His lips parted softly, calling out in a gentle tone, reaching his hand out casually.
The giant dragon lowered its noble head, allowing the boy to pat it gently.
"Abyssal Demon Dragon Dira."
A shocked voice sounded from behind.
The young man slowly returned to himself. A man, clutching his arm, emerged from the ruins, with an expression of shock and disbelief.
"Mr. Karson is still alive?" Suo Wei’s voice was cheerful, as if greeting him to ask what he had eaten today.
Karson looked disheveled, one arm limply hanging, and blood dripping from his fingers onto the ground.
"What are you trying to do? That’s a Magic Dragon, and you’ve unsealed it!" Karson stared at the giant dragon behind the young man.
"Hmm... Dira is very obedient." The young man defended.
"..." Obedient? He actually said that a magic dragon, which once slaughtered cities, ignited wars across the Western Continent and caused countless deaths and injuries, was obedient?
So many lives were sacrificed back then to seal it away.
Dira let out a low growl, and the aura brushed past Karson, sending him flying into the rubble, rolling into the dust.
"Dira." Suo Wei called out reproachfully: "Be good."
Dira’s claws raked several deep grooves in the ground but eventually calmed down, fixing its malevolent eyes on Karson.
"Cough cough cough..."
Karson clutched his chest, coughing as the taste of blood surged in his throat.
Dragging his near-useless body, Karson didn’t forget to warn Suo Wei: "Suo Wei, do you know what you’re doing? Unleashing it will have serious consequences!!"
In the ruins, the young man stood tall, a soft smile playing on his face: "But what you should be worried about isn’t my dragon."
Karson’s heart skipped a beat.
The young man pointed with a finger: "Look, what you should be worried about is him."
Him?
Who?
Karson looked in the direction the young man pointed.
It was deeper within the ruins, where the sky’s black clouds seemed to be sucked down, forming a tornado-like shape.
The eerie and sinister feeling Karson sensed was not emitted from the Magic Dragon Dira, but from over there...
What’s over there?
Karson tried to stand up, but he failed several times.
Coughing, he asked, "What’s over there? What do you know?"
The young man tapped his lips with his fingertip: "Mr. Karson, why not see for yourself?"
"Suo Wei, let’s go."
A clear voice fell from overhead.
Karson abruptly looked up, seeing a girl standing at the edge of a partly collapsed building, looking down at the young man.
That was...
Xue Laiya?
"Oh." The young man responded, climbing onto the dragon’s back: "Mr. Karson, have a pleasant journey."
