The demonic tree sect members felt high tension as Maya rushed towards the tower. The imposing structure loomed ahead, glowing faintly with an eerie, mystical light emanating from spell inscriptions.
As they neared, Maya’s eyes narrowed with the visuals of the divine throne and recognizing Kent standing before the tower, his silhouette illuminated by the ethereal glow. She remembered him vividly from the incident involving the Supreme Spear Magus donating an umbrella.
“That insolent brat!” Maya hissed, her eyes blazing with fury. She raised her staff, dark energy crackling around it.
“Naraka Prakopa Bhasmasura Nasha” [Annihilation of Demonic Hell Fury]
With a fierce incantation, she unleashed a powerful spell. The air sizzled as the spell streaked towards Kent like a bolt of dark light streak.
Just as the spell was about to strike him, Kent vanished into the tower along with his throne, leaving only a faint shimmer in the air where he had stood. Maya’s spell hit the tower with a loud crack, sending sparks flying but causing no visible damage.
Maya cried out in anger, her voice echoing through the forest. “Damn it! He escaped!”
Tata Lan, bound and bruised, exhaled in relief. The pain of her captivity momentarily dulled by the knowledge that Kent was safe, at least for now.
Maya’s eyes roamed over the tower, searching for any sign of an entrance. One of her followers, a wiry man with a keen eye, pointed towards a stone tablet near the base of the tower. “Princess, look there. It has some inscriptions.”
Maya strode over to the tablet, her eyes scanning the text. “‘The one who learns all the spells from the tower can only enter inside and get the Inheritance Asthra of Storm God.'” she read aloud, her voice dripping with disdain. As the meaning of the words sank in, a wild, triumphant laugh burst from her lips. frёewebnoѵēl.com
“Everyone, get ready!” Maya commanded, her voice ringing with authority. “The dumb fellow has saved us a lot of time by entering inside. Once he comes out, we will get the inheritance asthra from him and finish him off in this very place. Be ready!”
Her followers murmured in agreement, spreading out around the tower, weapons drawn and spells at the ready. They prepared for a siege, setting up defenses and sharpening their blades.
Maya’s eyes never left the tower, her mind already plotting the moment of Kent’s return.
Inside the tower, Kent felt the surge of energy around him as he crossed the threshold.
Outside, Tata Lan watched as Maya’s group set up their encampment. Her heart pounded with a mixture of fear and hope. She had to trust that Kent would find a way to outsmart these merciless foes.
Maya, meanwhile, stood with her staff ready, a cruel smile playing on her lips. “You can’t hide forever,” she muttered.
Inside the tower, Kent found himself surrounded by an almost ethereal atmosphere. The hollow interior, with its glowing walls covered in ancient inscriptions, radiated an aura of profound power and mystery.
At the center of the tower lay a small water pond, its surface shimmering with an otherworldly light. Kent’s footsteps echoed softly as he approached the pond, his eyes drawn to the small flashy fish darting within its clear waters.
As he came to a stop before the pond, the fish began to transform. Its form elongated and brightened, gradually morphing into the glowing figure of a human spirit.
Kent’s breath caught in his throat as he realized he was in the presence of the Storm God’s consciousness. The figure emanated an aura of majestic power and calm, its eyes piercing and wise.
Kent instinctively bowed his head in respect, feeling the weight of the moment.
“No need to show any respect,” the spirit said, its voice resonating like distant thunder. “I am merely a consciousness left by the Storm God, with one purpose: to offer the Inheritance Asthra of the Storm God.”
The spirit raised its hand, and with a slow, deliberate movement, placed a glowing finger on Kent’s forehead. A surge of energy coursed through Kent’s body, electrifying every nerve and fibre of his being.
He felt an influx of knowledge and power, as if the very essence of the storm was being transferred into him. His understanding of lightning energy, or the Dao of Lightning, expanded to unprecedented levels, making him feel invincible.
As the transfer completed, the spirit withdrew its hand and began to fade. “Use this power wisely and honor the legacy of the Storm God.”
Kent stood in the center of the tower, his body crackling with newfound lightning energy. The entire tower seemed to respond to his presence, vibrating with power. With a deep breath, he prepared to face the inevitable confrontation outside.
After saying the last sentence, the consciousness of Storm God faded. Soon, after few moments, the tower which enclosed Kent also slowly began fading into thin air, revealing outside world to Kent.
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Kent already perceived the situation, took out his bow and began getting ready to confront Demonic tree disciples. As he began muttering spell for the Storm God inheritance Asthra, a formidable aura of lightning surrounding him.
The moment he appeared, Maya’s group tensed, their eyes widening in shock. The very air around Kent crackled with electricity, illuminating the darkening sky.
“There he is!” Maya shouted, her voice tinged with both surprise and fury. “Attack him now! Don’t let him escape with the inheritance!”
The throne transformed into war chariot and Kent slowly rose high into air.
Maya’s followers sprang into action, spells and weapons aimed at Kent. But Kent, now empowered by the Storm God’s inheritance Asthra, raised his hand and summoned a massive bolt of lightning.
“Vajra Sampatha Divya Viduth Mahasthra” [Storm God divine lightening Asthra]
The sky responded to his command, and a brilliant flash of light descended upon his enemies.
The ground shook as the lightning bolt struck and spreading like a divine tree branch, sending Maya’s followers flying in all directions. Their bodies paralyzed on spot and many of them died with charred bodies.
Kent’s fingers moved with the speed of a light flash, his movements a blur as he unleashed powerful arrow spells onto his enemies left and right. Maya, stunned by the sheer power he wielded, barely had time to react before Kent was upon her.
“You can’t defeat me!” she screamed, unleashing a powerful spell. But Kent, fuelled by the Storm God’s power, deflected her attack with ease. His eyes burned with intensity as he focused on Maya.
“You will pay for everything,” Kent said, his voice crackling with energy. He summoned another bolt of lightning, this one more powerful than the last, and aimed it directly at Maya.
Maya’s eyes widened in fear and she immediately used the lifesaving treasure which she got from sect treasury to save her life. As the bolt struck her, sending her crashing to the ground.
She lay there, stunned and defeated, unable to comprehend the sheer force she had faced.
Kent stood tall, his enemies scattered and defeated around him. The aura of lightning still crackled around him, a testament to the power he now wielded. He turned towards Tata Lan, who looked at him with a mixture of awe and relief.
“Are you alright?” Kent asked, his voice softening as he approached her on the throne.
Tata Lan nodded, tears of relief in her eyes. “Thanks you, big brother.”
Passing her a recovery potion, Kent freed his pets. Jabil and Kavi complained a lot about how Maya and her sect members tortured them. After seeing the marks of painful beating on Fire Kirin body, Kent lifted his bow and trapped Maya with Nirvanic flames as a punishment.
Kent helped Tata Lan to her feet, his gaze sweeping over the battlefield. “Let’s go. There’s will be more people behind us.”
Together, they gathered their pets and began to make their way out of the area. Kent and Tata Lan moved north, guided by an inexplicable pull of lightning energy that seemed to resonate with Kent’s newly acquired power.
After half a day travel on the throne…
The landscape around them shifted as they travelled, revealing a series of ancient statues arranged in a solemn formation. Each statue depicted a different figure, each performing a unique Dao, radiating an aura of profound wisdom and elemental mastery.
“This must be the place,” Kent murmured, feeling the energy intensify as they approached the statues. He could sense the ancient dao embedded within these stone figures. He read about places offering dao guidance in the book of inheritance grounds. Now, he is sure that these statues belong to that category.
Tata Lan looked around in awe. “These statues… they’re incredible. It feels like each one is alive with its own elemental dao.”
Kent nodded. “Let’s take some time to understand the dao. We might gain something valuable.”
They chose a spot near the first statue, which was performing a Dao of Water. The figure was elegantly poised, its hands mimicking the flowing movements of a river. Kent and Tata Lan sat cross-legged before it, closing their eyes to perceive the elemental Dao emanating from the statue.
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