Chapter 519: Desperate

Chapter 519: Desperate



The mysterious space inside the white lotus stored the souls of all those who died in the vicinity of its wielder after being absorbed.

All the souls that had been stored in this space had a certain attribute that distinguished them from the other souls.

Mainly, this characteristic divided them based on the race or species they belonged to prior to their deaths.

When the live humanoid-shaped tree was destroyed by the group of mercenaries, its soul was naturally devoured by the white lotus.

Furthermore, when Adam noticed the faint characteristic emanating from this soul, he could confirm beyond a shadow of a doubt that it belonged to a human!

The reason for his confidence stemmed from the fact that of the souls that he had absorbed in the past, the vast majority of them belonged to powerful humans from the greater universe. Thus, he could easily tell how similar this new soul was to the ones that he had devoured in the past. Moreover, he could also tell that this soul belonged to a mortal-someone who couldn't practice magic.

"It can't be!" Adam blurted out in shock.

He had heard about the legends circulating in the town that these trees once used to be people who were part of Morven's army, and that Magus Stratford had turned them into trees with a mighty spell.

So the legends were true! He thought in disbelief.

But what kind of spell can turn so many people into trees?! There have to be at least thousands of these trees in the Weeping Woods!

He weaved a simple hand gesture and raised his palm, shooting a Magic Missile toward the trees.

The spell effortlessly mowed through a dozen trees before Adam canceled it. His expression turned dark as the trees were destroyed and their souls absorbed.

All of them are human souls... all mortals!

"P-Professor..." Eleiney called out to him. "What is it?"

Adam snapped out of his daze and shook his head. "It's nothing."

"My Lord, how... how do we get out of here?" Kenley asked in a panic.

All the wolves in the vicinity had been impeded by the earthen spikes that Adam had erected around the group. However, the spell wouldn't last for long as the beasts were slowly closing in.

Adam scanned the crowd and could see the expressions of horror, desperation, and regret on their faces. Despite everything, they continued to fight with everything on the line.

The wolves bared their sharp jaws at them, while the trees attacked with their thick branches and sturdy roots. Gradually, the clearing became littered with more and more corpses. "He's gone?" Adam muttered under his breath.

He couldn't find Gore and his familiar anywhere in the clearing, indicating that he had most likely taken the dangerous path of slaughtering through the Weeping Woods and making it to

Stratford.

"M-My Lord, the trees... they're here!" Wagner screamed in panic.

The menacing trees had already arrived near them, their long branches and roots were now within reach.

Adam remained calm as he swung his arm and released two Magic Missiles, instantly killing all the wolves and trees in the vicinity.

However, this wasn't enough as the enemies were soon replaced by even more wolves and

trees.

"I-It's over..." Art muttered softly, tears flowing down his face.

He knew, as did the rest of the squad members, that no matter how many spells they used, they would never be able to take out all the enemies.

They would not be able to make it out alive.

But just when all hope seemed lost, a deep and resounding roar shook the skies.

ROAR!!

Everyone simultaneously looked up and could see a dark silhouette flapping its enormous

wings and flying toward them at great speed.

Gradually, this figure became visible under the soft glow of the twin moons.

The group was filled with utter disbelief, but soon erupted in cheers.

"Lord Valerian!!"