203 Chapter 203: Young Lords 1

"Its time…." A pair of fiery red eyes yanked open withing the cluster of dark aura and quickly lit up the darkroom. The flaming skulls could be seen dancing wildly in his eyes and skin color was as white as a sheet of paper, there was no sign of blood or redness in it. He looked like a walking corpse.

This man sat in a crossed-legged position with only his black pants on. His hair at this time was shoulder length and it twirled from side to side as if it had a mind of his own. Derik's shoulder was broad and he had a muscular figure. After he broke into the low grade of the gold realm, his body had completely merged with his werewolf side and his aura was more vicious than ever.

He was taller now and for a strange reason, he couldn't grow a mustache or beards like others in their mid-twenties. He thought about it for a while and realized that Cyrus and the other guardian spirit hosts much older than him lacked mustaches, just like Francis.

"It must be a side effect of our special magic types…" Derik muttered to himself.

He flexed his muscles and each time he moved too quickly, the explosive power his body released stunned him as well. Even though did not train in his wolf abilities for long, it seemed as its overall power rose with his realm. At this level, he was comparable to a gold realm guardian knight in terms of strength.

Woooosh!

Suddenly a blinding golden light appeared into the room from nowhere and the darkness in the room was suppressed to a certain level, in an instant the dark aura surrounding the palace of the dead vanished. Derik remained seated as he gazed at the face of the man right in front of him and with a blow from his mouth, a cloud of darkish purple aura poured out of his mouth like a typhoon and completely consumed the light aura.

"Ha!" Cyrus laughed as he retreated. "You are the real deal I guess" He added with a bright smile on his face.

His body was had was slightly golden in color and within the white hood was a pair of bright golden eyes. He was slightly shorter than Derik and just like Derik, his body was smooth and sleek with no form of hair on his chin.

"You dare enter the palace of the dead without an invitation, You have become quite fearless" Derik laughed as he sprang on his feet at a lightning-fast speed.

Bam!

His eyes narrowed as he struck the empty behind him and the shockwave from his attack shook the room. A figure soon appeared at that position with Derik's fist in his hand and a wild grin on his face.

"A mage with enough strength that can rival that of a guardian knight of the same level… You are a monster" Kaido said with a glint of fear in his eyes.

Kaido's orange hair was cut short and he wore his usual golden armor but this time, this armor was inferior. Derik knew his growth type golden armor was destroyed during the previous battle with the silver wind dragon, only his magic broadsword remained.

"I'm guessing Cyrus filled you in with the plan…" Derik asked coldly.

"Yes…" Kaido let go of Derik's fist and shook his head as he answered.

"And you're okay with it?" Derik asked with knitted eyebrows as he stared at Kaido's face looking for some sort of facial expression.

"Of course… Sacrifices are necessary… This continent needs its forces to be united… If crippling them is what we must do, then let's do it…" Kaido answered indifferently.

Only then did Derik's expression relax a bit. He waved the storage ring in his hand and a sleeveless tight black shirt appeared from it.

"Then, its time for the young lords of this continent to make their moves… Let's wipe out the magic beasts in this continent…" Derik laughed viciously.

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In Baldmar which was located at the edge of the continent, a storm appeared and monstrous waves rose so high that they kissed the sky. Black clouds gathered and a heavy downpour occurred, making everyone restless.

Standing at the very edge of a cliff was a blazing red lizard man with crimson red scales and fiery blue eyes. The rain which fell from the skies, evaporated each time it reached anywhere a hundred meters near the lizard. Behind him were about five thousand lizardmen with mixed ranks, with more than fifty percent of them at the silver realm while just about a thousand was still at the bronze realm.

The lizardmen may lack numbers when compared to other races and their life span was the shortest but their innate talent was stunning, helping all of them reach the high realms at a stunning speed. They easily had more than three thousand silver realm experts with over two thousand of them at the peak grade of the silver realm.

As they live according to their traditions and ancient laws, the strongest Lizard had the right to battle for the position of the village head. Considering the current situation of the world and Ahika's newfound strength, the ruling family hurriedly stepped down and handed over the gold level magic fire trident which was passed down from village head to village head.

They have been expecting the arrival of the dragon and their females have already been moved to the underground tunnels which were built to hid them during times of war.

Ahika stood at the edge of the cliff as stared at the rising tide. A sky blue dragon that had the head of an ancient Chinese dragon and the snake-like body length of close to a kilometer long. This beast had extremely little hands and feet, lacking the usual especial wings which most dragons had.

As it rose above the sea, carrying a large portion of the sea with it as it rose into the sky. Its water domain made it able to rise with the sea and manipulate and generate water as well. Its breath was chilly and its frosty aura spread like a plague, covering the whole kingdom of Baldmar in ice in just a moment.