Chapter 52: The Grand Elder’s Shock
"What’s up with this speed? Heck, I could barely see its moves."
Ian felt awed at such a degree of acceleration. The vampire race is known for its speed and agility. Now, the animal pretending to be god in front of him actually shows such speed that it far surpasses him.
"So you’re not only a mage but you’re also a damned speedster."
Before Ian could finish his words, nine lightning bolts struck him. One in the head, one in the chest, the rest on the body. He felt his stomach churned upside down at the might that the lightning bolts contained. Not to mention, the electricity that made his body numb.
Ian swallowed the lump of blood that had formed in his throat. If one looked at Ian at this moment, his hair looks like seaweed scattered in different directions. Various burns that the lightning bolts inflicted had stained his body. The pain was unimaginable. If not for the resistance that he had built for pain, he might have been knocked unconscious.
"What a tough body... Is this really his true power? Is this really what a being should have?"
The battle between the terrifying deer and Ian was an eye-opener for him, to say the least. The longer the battle dragged out, the worry grew in his heart grew bigger.
’If push comes to shove, I’ll just forcefully pull him with my dimensional space even at the cost of my temporary drop in power."
After all, the dimensional power hidden in his divine eyes was something he hadn’t fully mastered yet, even after long years of attempts, training, and meditation. Gradually, he has realized that he didn’t have the talent to understand the power of space. To master space, one needs to have absolutely clear thoughts when doing nothing, and absolutely no distractions when doing something.