Chapter 242 Against Elven Prodigies

"Human race's diplomats? Never saw or heard about them," Nial mumbled in confusion. He was trying to change the topic, but he could feel Miranda's gaze on him.

His master was visibly enraged because of what he had been doing, and Nial could somewhat understand her.

'Well, I shouldn't have rushed to the Forest of Life the moment the plateau finished descending… Miranda wanted us to be careful and to avoid trouble, not to actively jump into trouble.' He could only think.

Nial tried to hide a smile because he knew that it would anger Miranda even more than she was already feeling.

'We were not really lowkey.' Mathias merely thought before shrugging his shoulders.

He didn't think that it was that much of a problem for Nial and him to have entered the territory of the Elven.

Rather, it was the best they could have done because the surrounding mana invigorated their body, and the mana density allowed them to advance rapidly.

Even the framework of Nial's Origin ring had progressed quite a bit!

As long as they were to be able to focus on advancing their mana core, and the creation of more Origin rings, the Forest of Life would be considered a heavenly treasure on Jundra!

"You sure?" Miranda asked in a stern voice while looking at Nial with squinted eyes. She couldn't believe that Nial didn't know anything about the human race's diplomats.

However, there was also a bad feeling sitting deep within her guts. But that was not something Miranda would share right now.

"Either way, just give your best to fight the two Elven. The Head of the Elves might test you two, if you're even worthy enough to stay inside the Forest of Life!" Miranda lectured her disciples to make sure that they would take the fight seriously.

Nial and Mathias meekly nodded their heads instead of replying. She might be right, or wrong. In the end, it didn't matter, either way. Nial and Mathias were more than ready to fight with all their might.

They wouldn't take this fight lightly even if someone asked them to do so!

"Are the three of you done talking? We would like to finish this spar and return to the Forest of Life to keep training…" The female Elf said impatiently.

She was about to create her primary Origin ring, which was long overdue. Unfortunately, the descending plateau and a few other factors had prevented her from advancing as fast as she wanted to, and to the extent, her talent would allow under normal circumstances.

The other Elf was in a similar state, but he remained quiet and looked at Nial and Mathias as if he wanted to tear them apart right in that instance!

'Tessa is too impatient. She'll definitely not fight hesitantly against the Destroyer and his friend. This little idiot has completely forgotten why we were ordered to spar with them, hasn't she?' Bilarn, the young male Elf, shook his head before he followed Tessa, who had already walked to the other end of their makeshift arena to start the spar the moment the two humans were ready.

Miranda left Nial and Mathias' side as well, keeping her distance from the surrounding area that had been turned into the sparring grounds of the two humans and two Elves.

"I am surprised that you really took in a batch of disciples. That is so unlike you, Miranda." An old voice resounded from behind her.

Miranda was just watching her disciples and the Elves, who were about to start their spar as she heard the voice.

Turning her head, she immediately saw the old man, who had spoken to her.

"Oh?? I didn't know that you were still alive, Alfred. Did you just come here or were you involved in the reclaiming of Juna?" Miranda asked, not trying to hide her astonishment to see Old man Alfred next to her.

Alfred was one of the oldest living Originals of the entire human race. He was several hundred years old, which was only possible due to his breakthrough to the Prometheus rank. He had achieved this feat by pushing himself with sheer willpower when he had been on his deathbed because of old age.

It had been a miracle that he advanced to the Prometheus rank, and not many had heard about it. That was why Miranda was astonished to see the old man alive, and looking younger and more vigorous than she had ever seen him.

"Little Girl, don't think that you can outlive me. I won't die that easily." Alfred said, looking at Miranda for a moment before his head turned to her two young disciples.

"Your disciples are really interesting. The blind one is called Nial if I've heard correctly. He is really a sly little kid. Without batting an eyelid he got everything he wanted while we were traveling to Juna to reclaim it.

And all of that just to get his hands on the body parts of beasts to turn them into runic armaments. To top it all, now he has a bond with the Elven race…he is truly a mysterious youth you took in as your disciple! The other one is not half bad either. He is a little bit timid but his strength is definitely admirable!"

It was rare to hear praises from Old man Alfred's mouth. He had been alive for so long that he had seen more prodigies dying right in front of him than others might see in their entire life, when they're in their prime and full of arrogance.

Hearing what else Nial had done other than the reckless actions she had heard earlier, Miranda's ears perked up.

"Tell me more about it." She replied in interest, momentarily forgetting about her disciple's spar for a short moment.

Meanwhile, the other Originals, whether they stayed behind when everyone left to escape the descending plateau or the newcomers, all of them were intently observing the two Elves, who wielded their emerald spears in an elegant manner just before their spar against Nial and Mathias began.

The moment they started, the Elves turned serious, their spears turned from elegant props to amplify the magnificence of a beautiful dancer, to lethal weapons that were ready to pierce through the flesh of their opponents at any moment.

Nial could only smile brightly when he perceived the change in the Elven's presence. His expression lit up, and he blasted his body forward.

Mana circulated through his entire body, amplifying his strength tremendously. Simultaneously, the framework of the Ancient Origin ring was already doing its work.

Nial circulated mana through it as well to use everything he had to increase his strength. In an instant, his physical strength increased by more than 20%, his mana circulation speed accelerated, and his mana was slightly altered and strengthened owing to the effect the framework of the Ancient Origin ring had.

A bright burning dark flame emerged from the searing hot blade of the Dragonflame spear. Nial didn't hesitate to use his dark energy anymore.

He moved it through the framework of the Ancient Origin ring as well, further increasing its lethality to increase his combat prowess.

'Valvian has already labeled me a Destroyer, and nobody present should know that the dark energy is limited to Damian, the late God of Darkness!!' Nial told himself as darkness oozed out of his body.

However, instead of attacking straightforwardly using the dark energy, Nial turned it into tiny ping-pong balls, which were hollow on the inside.

Black miasma was filled into the balls before Nial let them revolve around his body.

The destructive power that radiated from the balls was not something humans would be able to sense easily. However, to the Elven race, even the slightest trace of his dark energy, and apparently even the black miasma was something frightening.

And that was exactly why Nial had manifested more than 30 small balls of darkness that were revolving around him.

But Nial was not the only one who was fighting. Mathias was by his side, who activated his Innate ability [Elemental Comprehension] immediately.

Even if he was a little bit uncertain about the true extent of the Elves' combat prowess, he knew that they were extremely powerful. Thus, no mistake was allowed.

This was also the reason why Mathias created small holes on the ground around the feet of the two Elves. The Elves' feet sunk into these tiny holes, just for mud to cover everything.

All of a sudden, one could even see Earthen hands piercing out of the ground, trying to shackle down the Elves.

'What the hell?!' Bilarn thought in frustration as his eyes narrowed slightly.

'They have an Elementalist with them?!' Tessa immediately concluded as her head flicked to Mathias, who was wielding the Tier-1 Blackwood wand in his hand.

Her eyes narrowed before they began to gleam faintly.

'Looks like it won't be as boring as expected.' She thought, releasing her powerful accumulated mana. Powerful wind currents manifested around her, and with a single thought, she compressed more than four nearly untraceable wind blades out of the surrounding winds.

Nial could clearly perceive the mana using his range of perception. The slightest sound, smell, vibration, and trace of mana could be detected by him. Thus, he could easily perceive the four wind blades that Tessa blasted in the ground, freeing her feet.

Mathias' imprisonment of the Elves' feet would have been enough to hold down physically-attributed Prym-ranked beasts for several seconds.

But for the Elves, it was easy to escape his earthen shackles. The moment they had freed themselves easily, their body leaned forward, powerful wind currents engulfed them, and they were blasted forward.

It was as if the surrounding winds were pushing them ahead, and their terrifying speed suggested the same. Nial could clearly sense the wind that splashed on his face over and over again.

It nearly took away his breath. However, instead of panicking, Nial's focus heightened.

He was less than ten meters away from the two Elves, whose speed was roughly the same.

They were next to each other while dashing at him. Their spears began to gleam brightly as mana circulated through each of them.

Several of the engraved runic constellations were activated, including the [Armor Piercing] runic constellation and the [Wind Dash] runic constellation.

With those two runic constellations, the Elves wouldn't require much strength to pierce through Nial's Tier-1 runic cape, the clothes underneath, and his flesh.

He would be killed in no time, and Nial realized this instantly.

Nonetheless, the smile on his face didn't falter. Instead, it widened as he allowed every single small ball of darkness around him to explode.

The black miasma within was released explosively, shrouding Nial instantaneously. The Elves couldn't see him anymore. However, what they could do was sense him.

They clearly perceived that he changed his trajectory and that he moved to the right.

Instinctively, the Elves moved toward the left to block off Nial and face him head-on.

"We got you!!" Tessa blurted out in a low voice.

Yet, even before Tessa and Bilarn were able to close their distance to Nial, a new batch of black miasma was released directly by the young blind man.

Simultaneously, darkness needles shot out of the black miasma.

However, that was not all. While Tessa and Bilarn blocked the darkness needles quickly, it was impossible for them to react fast enough as several Earthen walls emerged out of nowhere.

They shot out of the ground within a moment, and blocked the Elves' advance, preventing them from striking Nial together and defeating him at once.

Yet, even worse was that Tessa and Bilarn realized something else way too late.

While many Earthen walls had manifested in front of them, a huge wall had also been erected between them.

And as if that was not enough, Nial had changed his trajectory once again, his body passing right through one of the Earthen walls, allowing him to face one of the Elves at once!

"You mean, I got you." Nial corrected her as he emerged right in front of Tessa, his lifeless eyes staring right through her soul.

'Fuck!'