The Wizard World
chapter-181

Kuirman tried his best to dodge the bomb but half of his body was still hit by the blue liquid.

The blue liquid was slimy. It was slowly moving around the walls and Kuirman’s green robe. Angele’s sight was blurred by the white steam rising from it.

*Crack*

The whole tunnel slowly turned blue, the energy particles in the air freezing.

Kuirman was not prepared for the explosion and a thin layer of frost covered his skin as the blue liquid spread.

"F*cking hell! What’s this thing?! Wait… This is not an ordinary beast heart!"

Kuirman roared in pain. Blood was dripping down his nose but it seemed like he was not badly injured. His high Stamina provided him with enough resistance to the ice damage.

*CHI*

Kuirman drew his cursed scimitar, turned around, and slashed forward. The blade turned into a fan as it soared through the air.

This time a red heart flew at him.

"Damn!" Kuirman cursed but failed to dodge.

*BOOM*

The man was swollen by red flames, the power of the explosion making the whole tunnel shake.

The burning flame melted the frozen blue liquid that filled up the tunnel and the Fire energy particles blazed.

It felt like standing in a closed box that was put on fire. The temperature inside was extremely high. Angele leaned backward, noting that Kuirman was blown against the left wall by the explosion.

The dent left on the wall had the shape of Kuirman’s body.

"You… How dare you…"

Kuirman was still alive. He slowly slid to the ground, his body burnt and surrounded by white smoke.

The fire slowly extinguished as there was nothing left for it to burn anymore.

Angele had more than 20 heart bombs hidden under his robe and the two he had just used had the lowest power. It was possible that he could simply bomb Kuirman to death.

The first one he threw contained Ice energy and the second one Fire energy. They both had about 51 degrees of power. Kuirman was not in the center of the explosions, but he was still hit by at least 40 degrees of power twice in a row.

It looked like Kuirman was severely injured. Angele stared at him and pursed his lips into a cold smile.

"Farewell…"

He raised his left hand and the wings on the palm started swinging.

*BAM*

Kuirman suddenly hit the wall with his right fist.

Some black light dots splashed into the air with pieces of broken stones.

Angele was not sure why Kuirman did that, but the wings on his palm stopped swinging, and it seemed like the signet was trying to absorb the black dots.

Angele stood there and could not move, his sight replaced by darkness. The only thing he could see was the gray stairs under his feet. The tunnel and Kuirman were no longer there.

He assumed he was trapped in the illusion again.

"Again..?"

Angele lowered his left hand and checked the signet on his palm. Luckily it was not fully activated and he could still use it later.

Suddenly, a chilling feel climbed up the back of his neck. His sight blurred and the tunnel appeared again.

"Die!" Kuirman roared furiously from behind.

Angele turned around and Kuirman’s green needle almost reached the tip of his nose. Kuirman sneered while trying hard to stab Angele’s neck.

*BOOM*

Intense green flame blazed between the two.

They were blown away by the impact at the same time and hit the walls on opposite sides.

"The hell…"

Kuirman coughed blood and his body was stuck to the wall again.

"You prick…"

He stared Angele.

Angele slowly stood up. He was close to the center of the explosion but most of the impact was directed at Kuirman, so he himself was just slightly hurt.

"It’s over, Kuirman."

Another red heart bomb appeared in Angele’s hand. It was pumping slowly, and its surface had a green glint.

"Where do you find those strange energy hearts?!" A hint of fear formed on Kuirman’s face. "Such quality… and such power… who did you purchase those hearts from?"

He raised the cursed scimitar.

A thin layer of green glow coated the surface of the silver blade and casted reflection on Kuirman’s body.

Strangely, the burnt areas on his skin were recovering at a fast rate. The wounds disappeared, and it almost looked like he was never hurt several seconds later.

*CHI*

Kuirman suddenly disappeared.

Angele assumed Kuirman was trying to fight back. He quickly turned around and was about to detonate another heart bomb.

However, he saw Kuirman running toward the other side of the tunnel without looking back. He held his stomach with both hands as he ran, a trail of blood on the ground behind him.

The green glint on his scimitar turned darker. It seemed like he did not have enough mentality or mana to support the enhancement spell.

"Trying to escape?"

Angele pursed his lips and started chasing after the man.

Kuirman’s attributes were decreasing. It seemed like he needed a certain type of energy particles to trigger the effect on the cursed blade, and after taking damage, he used some of the energy to cure the wounds temporarily.

Kuirman’s speed was decreasing gradually and Angele caught up within 20 seconds.

*BOOM*

Furious flame rushed through the tunnel and blew Kuirman into the wall again.

Angele approached him slowly after creating a silver crossguard sword in his right hand.

The fire brightened up the whole tunnel.

The two were getting closer and closer. The light from the fire reflected on the blade of Angele’s sword.

Kuirman fainted after hitting the wall. Angele aimed at his neck and threw his sword.

*CHI*

The crossguard sword drew an arc in the air but Kuirman’s body disappeared right before he was about to get hit, and the sword ended up hitting the wall.

*CLANK*

The sword dropped to the ground.

"Who’s there!"

Angele turned his head around.

His back was pushed by a strong force before he could see the man’s face.

*BAM*

Angele’s back numbed after being pushed. It felt like getting hit by a truck that was traveling at full speed on a highway.

He almost flew back to the stone staircase, which was about ten meters away from Kuirman’s location.

"Damn!"

Angele struggled for a second before standing up. He barely took any damage. Kuirman had hit him much harder back on the shore, and this time his metal force field could easily handle the impact.

He turned around and looked into the dark tunnel. A man with two heads above his shoulders was running with Kuirman on his back.

"I can’t let you live, you already saw my heart bombs…" Angele held two heart bombs in both of his hands. "Die!"

He narrowed his eyes.

At that moment, he heard people yelling on the other side of the tunnel.

"The noise came from here! It must be the wizard from Two Head Sect!"

A group of people rushed down the stairs, Ainphent and Belem leading the way in front.

The fully-geared Grand Knights followed after the two. They were injured and looked tired. Angele counted the number, and it seemed like several of them had died in some intense battles.

"Hey, it’s you!"

Ainphent saw Angele standing there while Belem noticed the man with two heads running with Kuirman on his back.

They looked surprised after realizing that Angele was trying to finish off two wizards that were much stronger than him.

Ainphent stepped back quietly after seeing Angele’s angry expression. He knew something was not right. Belem was way too familiar with the route in the ruins, and the old man looked anxious after receiving a message. He led the whole team here and found wizard Green.

It did not seem like a coincidence. Angele laughed through his nose and returned the two heart bombs into his robe while trying to catch up with the two-headed man in the front.

"Wait!"

Belem suddenly appeared in front of Angele and blocked his path.

"What’re you doing?"

Angele stared at the old man and started releasing the metal energy particles.

"I’m just trying to help. I know how strong that two-headed wizard is! You’ll need our help!"

Apparently, Belem was not good at lying. His nervous expression already explained everything.

"Get out of my way!"

Angele raised his hand and slashed forward with his crossguard sword, however, his strike was blocked by an invisible barrier.

*CLANK*

Although the attack was blocked by the barrier, Belem still almost lost his balance. Suddenly, he calmed down and stared Angele in the eyes.

"Don’t go! Some of our followers have already been killed by him! We need to stay together, otherwise, the ruins will swallow us!"

He raised his arms and tried to black Angele’s path again.

Angele was stopped by a new enemy when he was about to finish Kuirman off. He needed to make sure that Kuirman did not tell anyone about the heart bombs he had, and for that to happen he needed to catch and slay them with one shot.

The wizards would go after him for sure if the secret of the hearts was leaked.

Kuirman and the two-headed man were almost out of Angele’s sight but Belem was still trying his best to stop him from moving.

"Don’t risk your life!" Belem shouted.

Angele’s expression changed. He raised his right hand and a fist-sized fireball appeared on his palm. He pushed the fireball toward Belem without hesitation.

"Protect the master!"

"Kill that wizard! Now!"

The Grand Knights behind Belem charged at Angele, and their bodies were surrounded by the same white glows.

"Go! Lesser Fireball!" Angele shouted.

He threw a red heart bomb forward when other people’s attention was attracted by the fireball. The heart bomb was detonated by the fireball, and they exploded at the same time. The sparkling flame prevented the bomb from being noticed by others.

*BOOM*

The whole tunnel started shaking again. The flame splashed and exploded, so people around could barely open their eyes.

The three Grand Knights were blown away like pieces of paper. They hit the wall and stopped moving.

Belem was severely wounded by the explosion, blood coming out of his nose and mouth. He rolled on the ground and stopped after hitting the wall on the left.

The explosion also stopped Angele from chasing the escaping two-headed wizard and Kuirman. They had already disappeared from his sight.

"F*ck!" he cursed loudly.

Angele turned around and walked to Belem.

*BAM*

He kicked Belem hard in the waist.

Belem leaned against the wall, his defensive barrier destroyed by the explosion. The old man was wounded and exhausted, and he had no strength to fight back. More and more blood was dripping down his face after he was kicked by Angele.

"Block this! Traitor!" Angele shouted anxiously and kept kicking Kuirman. "Did you plan all this? Spit it out!"

*BAM*

He kicked Belem in the face.

Belem was kicked into the air and dropped to the ground several seconds later. He lay on the ground barely able to breathe.

"Filthy scum!" Angele cursed and pointed at Belem’s neck. A sharp silver metal needle slowly appeared on the tip of his finger.

"Green, wait. We need to take him back to the council. Something must be going on and we need him to talk. Didn’t you just fight a wizard from the Two Head Sect," Ainphent yelled out and stopped Angele.

The followers behind him were all prepared for the possible fight. They weren't sure if Angele wouldn't try to kill them as well.

Belem’s actions already explained everything. He was related to the Two Head Sect, and he was trying to help the other wizard escape. However, Belem hadn't known that Angele would try to kill him without any hesitation. He stood right in front of Angele and had no time to cast any defensive spells.

Angele took a glance at Ainphent and lowered his hand. He was not sure who was behind Ainphent and what was that council he was talking about.

"This… is my sect’s territory… you’ll all die… Ha… And… Green, I know your…"

Belem had a strange smile on his face. He kept speaking while blood ran down his mouth.

"Shut up!"

Angele was not sure what Belem was going to say. He quickly ran to the old man and cracked his skull.

Belem’s brains mixed with blood splashed everywhere.

Angele was not sure what Ainphent was going to do but he had to take action right now. He turned around and started running again.

Some of Angele’s energy particles remained on Kuirman’s body and he tried to track him down using the energy trail.

"You won’t escape this…"

Angele narrowed his eyes and vanished into the darkness.