Chapter 004: Lightning

At this moment, Ordas also reacted. He cursed inwardly a few times, but he knew it was pointless to say more in such a situation. All he could do was shout, “Defend yourselves! I’ll take care of these!” As soon as he finished speaking, he soared into the air. His long sword grew longer and longer until it turned into a several-zhang-long column of pure light. Holding this light column, Ordas slashed through the air. Amidst the swirling combat energy, streams of energy met those massive wooden frames, causing loud explosions. These ordinary wooden frames might have been useful against ordinary people, but they were completely useless against Ordas. Finally, with his final slash, Ordas reduced the wooden frames to dust. Just as he was about to sheathe his sword, another cry of alarm was heard. Ordas quickly turned around and saw everyone below staring at him with wide eyes. He immediately understood what was going on, but before he could do anything, a massive bolt of lightning struck him from above. Ordas felt his whole body go numb. In normal times, such lightning spells wouldn’t affect him. But unfortunately, most of his combat energy had been exhausted from his earlier attacks, and his protective energy couldn’t withstand such a simple spell. Ordas struggled to resist, but another bolt of lightning struck. The combat energy he had managed to gather was scattered instantly. His silver hair stood upright as if burned, and he was knocked to the ground with a loud “crack.” Ordas felt weak all over and dizzy. The subsequent lightning spell carried various curses—coma, confusion, amnesia… Du Fan’s mastery of magic was truly terrifying. This thought flashed through Ordas’s mind. He knew Du Fan must have a backup plan, so he struggled to get up. But barely had he stabilized himself when more thunder rumbled above. Ordas’s face turned pale; he was speechless. This time, there were countless bolts of lightning—it was no longer just a lightning spell but a large-scale attack magic. In such a short time, the people present had no time to find cover and could only rely on their combat energy to form colored shields.

In the next instant, bolts of lightning struck down violently, as if it were divine punishment. Ordas could no longer muster any combat energy and could only look up to the sky in despair, closing his eyes and waiting for death. Yet when a bolt struck him, he merely felt a shiver throughout his body and nothing more happened. When Ordas opened his eyes, he saw Kris with a pale face, smiling at him faintly. The combat energy around her formed a shield that covered both of them, barely blocking the repeated lightning strikes. Seeing Kris’s weak smile, Ordas’s heart suddenly began to pound wildly. He didn’t understand what was going on, but upon seeing that smile, he suddenly felt as if he had no regrets in life. That gentle smile bloomed in Ordas’s heart like the cool breeze of June, warming his heart deeply. Ordas felt a sharp pain in his heart as all the memories from the past flooded back to his mind. In an instant, this genius of the empire realized he had fallen deeply in love. Love is like a tide—when it comes, who can stop it? Seeing that weak smile, Ordas was filled with determination. He kicked hard, and his combat energy flared up again. Though not as strong as before, it was enough to protect himself. Seeing this, Kris nodded slightly, but fearing that Ordas might not be able to withstand the lightning strikes, she did not withdraw her own combat energy. The two relied on their combat energy to silently block the lightning strikes. But moments later, a shrill scream rang out. Ordas suddenly realized something. Without caring about experiencing the feelings of first love, he shouted, “Everyone, be careful! That bastard is plotting against us!” Before he could finish speaking, he saw a flash before his eyes—a dark shadow mixed with strange combat energy rushing toward his forehead. Though weak at the moment, Ordas still had some strength left. With a loud roar, he quickly activated his earth spirit energy, finally creating a shield in front of him at the last moment. That lightning-fast attack was somehow blocked by him. Yet Ordas still didn’t dare relax. He amplified his combat energy, shoving the arrow aside, and then felt a little more at ease.

Du Fan, hiding in the bushes, couldn’t help but slam his thigh in frustration upon seeing this. He had set up traps and planned carefully all along with the aim of killing Ordas outright, which would have made things easier afterward. But who would have thought that at such a critical moment, Ordas could still escape death?

However, even bigger traps awaited them ahead. Du Fan wasn’t in a hurry. He picked up his crossbow but this time didn’t aim at Ordas instead shooting at the panicked students from Roland Academy. The first two arrows hit their targets, instantly turning living people into skeletons. Du Fan silently counted a few times in his mind—such results came so quickly. From this, he realized that unless someone had taken some antidote in advance or possessed some magical artifact, anyone hit by his poisoned arrows was doomed to die.

Very satisfied with the effect of this poison, Du Fan decided to ask Chenchen to make more whenever he had time. It was truly an essential potion for killing, burning, and wreaking havoc, both at home and on the road! But for the next few arrows, the students were prepared, yet all missed their targets. Realizing he had gotten enough of an advantage, Du Fan put away his crossbow.

With no one around him, he drew his wand to cast a few more spells to save magic scrolls. By the time he finished, the thunderous attacks had stopped. In this wave of attacks, five more people from Roland Academy died. Two were simply burned to ashes due to their poor skills, while the other three were killed by Du Fan’s arrows.

Ordas, looking at the corpses, felt a chill run down his spine. Seeing the students’ obvious fear, he truly didn’t know what to do next. Fortunately, most of the people from Roland Academy were well-trained, and within moments, most of them calmed down.

Ordas was about to say something to boost their morale when a light laugh sounded. Glancing over, he flew into rage. There, perched atop a large tree, was Du Fan with his legs crossed. Several pale blue magic shields rotated slowly beside him, setting off his seemingly pious expression—making him seem even more holy than an angel descending from heaven. But Ordas now understood clearly that this Du Fan, the supposedly most pious, holy, compassionate, and kind-hearted white-robed priest in the capital legends, was nothing but a despicable scoundrel to the extreme.

If given a chance, Aldas would definitely choose to kill Du Fan right away or simply avoid confronting him. Du Fan smiled for a moment before suddenly saying in a low voice, “Lord Aldas, what’s going on with you? Why are things in such a mess? Oh… I see now… You forgot my warning and chose to enter the forbidden grounds of our holy church, thus defiling the gods and earning punishment, right?” With that, Du Fan sighed and shook his head. “If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have done it in the first place. May the Lord forgive these ignorant fools…” As he spoke, Du Fan made a praying gesture with his hands in the air, and in an instant, the people from Roland Academy could faintly see a pair of smooth angelic wings and tiny angels circling around him. Aldas’s expression turned extremely ugly. He wanted to rush forward and kill Du Fan on the spot, but there wasn’t a trace of fighting energy in his body at that moment. All he could do was take a deep breath, make a gesture, and say, “You… go and kill that bastard!” The students around them looked at each other in confusion; no one dared to step forward. Frustrated, Aldas forced himself to gather some fighting energy and tried to attack personally, but at that moment, his expression changed strangely as he suddenly clutched his stomach, staring at Du Fan without being able to say a word. Seeing his state, Du Fan immediately understood what had happened. He smiled again, but this time his smile carried an indescribable meaning that made Aldas’s face burn with embarrassment. Yet Du Fan said nothing more; he simply waved his hand and quickly retreated. Watching Du Fan’s figure disappear, Aldas’s expression grew even more ugly. Unable to bear it any longer with his stomach still in pain, he didn’t even dare to glance at Kris. He quickly walked over to one of the students and said softly, “Do you have any paper on you?” The student was puzzled but still quickly took out some writing paper and handed it to Aldas. Aldas glared at him and said hoarsely, “I want… paper…” The student looked strange but still quickly handed him a pack of something. Aldas grabbed it in a hurry, dashed into the bushes…