Chapter 265


    "Be wary, something''s amiss," Mari cautioned them, her senses on high alert.


    "Don''t bloody y tricks, are you after the treasure?" A Protégé began to rebuke, but a sh of


    white light struck him like a thunderbolt, sending him staggering back several paces. He opened his


    mouth slightly, looking down at the fist-sized wound that had appeared on his chest. The Protégé


    swayed, then weakly fell to his knees, his head dropping as he sumbed to death.


    "What''s happened?" The others were shocked. They hadn''t seen who had struck.


    Thump, thump, two dull sounds, two sprays of blood. Two more Protégés were sent flying, one with


    a chest pierced through, the other with a hole in his head. Both were dead on the spot.


    "Take heed! Something''s not right!" The Cobalt Strike Protégés gathered together, weapons at the


    ready, invoking their Combat Magic for a formidable defense.


    E was about to release Gwenda when a white light shed before her, piercing Gwenda through


    the chest with a powerful force that sent her crashing out of the old temple, where she fell to the


    ground. Her eyes were wide with shock, and her features distorted, not just from E''s torment but


    from the deadly crimson wound on her chest.


    Gwenda opened her mouth, as if to say somethingst, but no sound came out.


    "Gwenda!" Adirich cried out in anguish, about to rush forward but was yanked back by Admus, and


    forcibly pulled back to his side.


    That very moment, a white light whizzed by Adirich, tearing his clothes but leaving his skin


    unscathed. Had Admus not pulled him away, he might have been another corpse on the ground.


    Adirich was chilled to the bone, stunned on the spot.


    "It seems we''re not alone," E calmly stepped forward.


    The others rolled their eyes. That was stating the obvious.


    "Squeak!" A sudden shrill cry from the small fox in E''s arms made its fur stand on end. A white


    light surged forward, aiming straight for E.


    E''s crimson eyes narrowed slightly as a transparent shield emanated from her, not one but two


    layers!


    Buzz! The white light collided with the shield, exploding in a spray of blood, apanied by a


    mournful cry, as the ''white light'' rebounded to the ground.


    "Advanced Mage Stage II!" Roald and the others were deeply moved. Clearly, E had conjured


    twoyers of energy shields and had made her breakthrough.


    "What is this creature? A little wolf?" E curiously looked at the ''corpse'' on the ground. It was a


    tiny white wolf norger than a palm, with bright, smooth white fur that made it look rather adorable,


    but its ws and fangs were as sharp as silver needles.


    A white light struck behind vin, who grasped it with reflexes as quick as lightning while


    simultaneously summoning thunder and lightning in his palm. With a crisp snap, the white light was


    firmly caught in his grip. Upon closer inspection, it was indeed a small wolf, but it was no young cub;


    it was a fully grown wolf, simply small in stature.


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    "Howl!" Suddenly, a piercing wolf howl rang out, and six white lights, like white lightning, struck


    vin with terrifying speed.


    "Watch out!" E moved to assist, but vin''s form glowed as he conjured an energy shield,


    meticulously guarding himself.


    Boom, boom, boom, all six white lights mmed against the energy shield, killing the attackers on


    impact, leaving behind only sprays of blood as they rebounded to the ground.


    E''s eyes shone with fascination, her bewitching smile deepening. A newly minted Advanced


    Mage with a stable energy shield, it was impressive indeed, a sign of high aptitude.


    "Howl!"


    "Howl!"


    Loud wolf howls echoed from all directions as a multitude of small white wolves surrounded them.


    They were diminutive in size and not particrly strong, easily blocked by energy shields, but their


    numbers grew and grew, thousands upon thousands, enough to make one''s skin crawl. These little


    white wolves were incredibly fast, and streaks of white light darted chaotically, converging on their


    location.


    “How can there be creatures here? How have they survived until now?” Adirich gasped in shock.


    Not everyone was an Advanced Mage. If the wolf packunched a collective assault, what chance


    would the Novice Mages have?


    “Everyone, form up, Advanced Mages on the outside!” Roaldmanded loudly.


    The Cobalt Strike Protégés formed a circle, shielding the Novice Mages within. They were not only


    numerous, but their strength was also formidable, with most being Protégés in their twenties or


    thirties. There were sixteen Advanced Mages among them.


    Lylian and the others, however, were infuriated. The Cobalt Strike moved swiftly and decisively, but


    they had made no move to include them in their protection.


    Too selfish!


    vin frowned slightly, noting Roald’s ulterior motive. It was clear he was waiting for vin and his


    group to shamelessly wedge themselves in, to satisfy his own vanity.


    Roald nced at vin as if waiting for him to initiate a request for cooperation. It was


    ungentlemanly to y such games at a critical moment. Pretending to ignore it, vin gestured an


    invitation to Lylian and her group.