189 Chapter 189: Time skip 2

It was terribly cold and dark that night with the moonlight as the only source of light these kids could rely on. Sounds of rustling leaves and numerous footsteps echoed all through the forests of Gyro, located at the borders of the kingdom.

Soon five figures appeared from the dense forest, their breathing was heavy and they were covered in numerous wounds but the fighting spirit blazing in their eyes could not be quenched.

"This small clearing is a perfect place to take these monsters on… if we face them in the woods we will only be forced into a passive situation again…" Andrew said with a slight frown. His eyes were pitch black and black aura diffused from his body constantly hiding his figure.

"Yo… Dimitris can you still go on?" Philips asked. He was currently topless and wore black trousers with black boots. Black clothes were wrapped around his fists and brown hair was neatly combed back.

Dimitris only nodded in response, the little boy which Derik saved back then had grown a bit and his face looked a bit more mature. He was dressed in a small-sized grey mage robe and he seemed to be the only one who didn't sustain any form of injury, but guessing from the way he was breathing and the pale complexion, it was obvious he was running out of mana.

"Philips, I and Jean will handle attack… Dimitris and Andrew… you two will support us from behind… Palace master Derik gave us a task… we will accomplish it!" Blake took a few steps forward and declared while revealing his fangs and claws. He and jean have only lived for a few years with their vampire powers so they weren't necessarily outstanding in terms of strength and speed. They too had to rely on their spells to complement their superhuman strength and speed.

"Who would have thought the spirit wolves could be so troublesome… they are just level 3 magic beasts but their abilities make then hard to deal with " Jean stuck out her tongue as she complained.

"Big bro Derik gave us this mission… it shows he believes we can handle it… we will not let him down!" Dimitris snapped.

The others only smiled warmly when they heard the youngest in the group speak. These kids' love for Derik grew more and more as time passed by, up till the point he may even be willing to die for him. The others felt the same way too so they didn't rebuke him, instead they focused their cold gazes at the dark forest right in front of them and awaited the arrival of the spirit wolves.

They didn't have to wait long as fiery white wolves with blazing blue eyes stepped out of the shadows. Their body looked intangible, as if it were made out of just flames but judging from the claw injuries these kids had sustained, one could tell these beasts were as solid as any other magic beast out there.

These wolves were not necessarily strong and usually live in solitude. Unlike other forms of wolf magic beast variants that stay in groups and form packs, these ones live in isolation, relying on their personal strength for survival.

Their strength could be compared to weak level three monsters but their ability to create fiery clones similar to themselves is what makes them very terrifying and difficult to deal with. A single spirit wolf can create up to 40 to 50 clones. With this stunning number, even a level 10 or 15 magic beasts will find it hard to deal with it.

In a short while, this team from the palace of the dead has killed over 20 clones leaving more than 25. Fighting in the woods has proved very disadvantageous for them so they chose to shift the battle to a plain field where neither side held the environmental advantage.

Watching these beasts approach, Philip sneered and stormed fearlessly. His eyes turned bloodshot and a pair of mighty bat wings appeared on his back. His nails turned to claws and he developed claws. His demon magic allowed him to take the form of the beasts of the underworld, the stronger his realm is, the more forms he can morph to. He glided above the ground with a vicious grin on his face as he slammed into a spirit wolf clone.

"Don't let them surround us!" Blake roared as he waved his hands and mighty claws appeared. A two-pronged horn appeared on his forehead and brown bony spikes appeared on his shoulders.

He had the powers of the four combined, at a higher level at that, so he naturally took the role of the group leader. Blake immediately stormed towards the wolves trying to flank them from the right side while Jean took the left.

At the center of the chaos, Dimitris remained calm as he muttered his incantations under his breath and waved his little hands, release a gray mist. From the mist, four level 5 ogres appeared with their stone club, hanging freely on their shoulders…

"Go!" Dimitris' eyes let out a silver glow and three out of the four ogres rushed forward to aid his friends while the remaining ogre remained by his side as a bodyguard.

"Darkness magic: Dark canopy!" the figure within the black mist roared and darkness spread across the battlefield, blocking out the moonlight!

Everywhere was pitch black, robbing the spirit wolves of their vision, yet his teammates could still see perfectly. With this, they held the advantage and attacked the blind spirit wolves ruthlessly and viciously.

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Three hours later, a black carriage could be seen moving into the capital. From it, red blood dripped out, leaving a stinky trail as it sped towards the direction of the royal palace.

In less than a minute, they arrived and these kids rushed into the palace with the corpse of the original spirit wolf been dragged along. They all looked tattered and battered yet no one dared to stand in their way! The status of these five after the death mage publicly claimed they were his personal disciples.

In just two years, these four reached the low grade of the bronze realm, yet their strength could rival those at the mid-grade of the bronze realm. Their great deeds put to shame other bronze level adventure teams of the adventurers association.

No matter the person's status or realm, they all treated these five with great respect as they didn't want to face the demonic rage of the death mage!