Chapter 261
Erik’s resolve hardened, his grip tightening on his spear. "I will not let that happen," he declared, his voice steady despite the exhaustion creeping into his limbs. He drew upon the last reserves of his strength, channeling the power of the enchanted forest into his spear.
Instead of a simple beam, Erik crafted a complex construct of light—a luminous green dragon, its scales shimmering with radiant energy. The dragon coiled around Erik with its wings spread out, its eyes glowing fiercely. With a roar, the dragon lunged at Silas, its jaws snapping with immense power.
Silas recoiled, raising his hand to summon a shield of darkness. The dragon’s jaws clamped down on the shield, its radiant teeth gnawing through the dark energy. Erik pressed the attack, his spear striking in tandem with the dragon’s bites. Each hit from the spear and dragon chipped away at Silas’s defenses.
Silas snarled, summoning shadowy tendrils to lash out at the dragon. But Erik was ready, crafting a shield of light that intercepted the tendrils, deflecting them with ease. The dragon’s tail whipped around, smashing into Silas and sending him sprawling.
As Silas struggled to rise, Erik formed another construct—a radiant phoenix that soared into the air before diving toward the necromancer, talons outstretched. The phoenix struck with a burst of light, its radiant claws raking across Silas’s form, leaving trails of searing energy in its wake.
Silas screamed, the pain and light overwhelming his senses. But Erik did not relent. He crafted chains of light, binding Silas in place. While battling Silas, Erik noticed that Silas had done something to himself that made him hard to kill or disperse.
Erik was getting tired and his mana reserve was low. The only way he could currently think of defeating Silas was to seal him. Silas, who was caught in the chains, could be seen struggling before suddenly stopping.
Erik remained on guard, watching Silas. Outside the domain, back on the ground where the soldiers were still fighting, the female mage of Silas, who had been unmoving the whole time, suddenly wove a spell and took off into the sky with quickness.
Edward, who always had his eyes on her, followed. He didn’t know what was going on but knew he had to stop it. As he flew closer to the female general, he heard her muttering as if casting a spell. The clouds gathered, followed by a huge gust of wind targeted at Edward, who was taken aback as he tried to push past the wind.