Chapter 1330: Summoning the Guardian

Summoning the Guardian. (Chapter 634)

It was because of this unique ability that Sierra was summoned in her Dark Spirit Form.

An ability that Idan and Arabel have gained access to since the Kingdom gained its first Guardian.

And now, the "Guardian of Darkness" of the Kingdom has appeared in the center of the Elf Kingdom, playing the role of the intruder in the performance that Idan and the others came up with to resolve the situation caused by the little fox.

"Go away," Milica said imperiously, addressing her charges.

"Master..." — Arabel wanted to protest, but Idan put his hands on her shoulders and shook his head.

"Belle. We’re leaving. We will only interfere with the Master," he said.

"Yes, he’s right," Elian chimed in, and Neira nodded in agreement.

Arabel, still pretending to want to help her master, gave up and put the sword away.

"Okay, let’s go," she said, and the group began to retreat.

"Heh, heh, heh, and I didn’t let you go!" — Sierra laughed, and streams of darkness rushed towards the departing group.

However, at that moment, lightning flashed, intercepting every thread of darkness and destroying them.

"I am your opponent!" declared Milica, drawing her staff.

"Well, then show me what you’re capable of, pointy-eared!"

Sierra dissolved into the darkness that gushed out of her body and rushed towards Milica.

Idan and Arabel were confident in the abilities of these two, trusting them more than themselves.

Lightning flashed in the night garden, and the sounds of a fierce struggle between darkness and lightning attracted the attention of everyone present.

Soon other groups began to gather at the scene of the action.

As he moved further away from the scene, Idan felt a small fox jump onto his shoulder.

"Woo-woo-woo," she began to whine, addressing Idan.

"Coco," — Idan smiled. "How did it go?"

"Master, Coco has done well," she said happily. "Praise. Praise."

"Well done," — Idan praised the little fox, just as she wanted. "Then when it’s over, I’ll treat you to a cake."

"Yes, yes," Coco rejoiced and licked Idan’s cheek. "The master is the best."

Idan, amused by Coco’s simplicity, mentally shook his head.

"When all this is over," he thought, "I will talk to her seriously and explain what can and cannot be done."

After walking a little more, the group came across other fifth rank disciples.

Upon noticing their appearance, they only turned their gaze towards them for a moment before turning their attention back to the unfolding battle in the distance.

The group, having found a secluded spot, also joined the observers.

The ground was shaking, and spells were being cast one after another. The peaceful night space of the garden turned into an arena of battles and destruction. In addition to the flashes of purple lightning, the group also saw glints of spells from other elements.

"Big Sister is fighting not only with Master, but with everyone," — Arabel worried for Sierra, speaking to Idan through a mental link.

"Don’t worry about her, Belle," Idan took her hands and kissed her. "Sierra can handle it. You’d better worry about the beautiful garden that they’re destroying with their actions right now."

At this time, Sierra was enjoying the battle.

Although her strength was limited by the fifth rank, she did not restrain herself and gave her all. Her opponents were not only Milica, but also other high elves, and not those weak fifth-rank beings from the world of elements who were unable to resist her.

Here, her enemies were on a completely different level, and she felt a lot of pressure from them.

This was exactly what she wanted—a challenge and a full-on where she could test her abilities, especially the power of her Dark Spirit Form.

"She’s very serious about it," — Sierra chuckled to herself, watching Milica’s mood from the sidelines. She saw that she was not playing a role, but was really giving her best.

"Let’s see what you can do without your law," with these thoughts, Sierra disappeared and appeared behind Milica like a reaper, bringing down a scythe made of darkness on her.

During her stay in the Kingdom, she got acquainted with many stories, films and other works in which, as she noticed, death was depicted as a reaper with a scythe. She found it very interesting, and she decided to try this image on herself.

Before the scythe of darkness could reach its target, the last one flashed with a purple glow and disappeared.

The slash of the scythe crashed to the ground, leaving a huge gash, destroying all the vegetation around at the same time.

"Heh," — Sierra grinned, and there was undisguised triumph in her grin. "Well, she’s got a lot of speed."

At the same moment, Sierra’s figure immediately disintegrated, and a lightning-fast staff attack passed through the darkness.

In the next instant, the figure of the Dark Reaper materialized behind one of the elves who joined the battle, and a dark scythe crashed down on him. At the last moment, the elf managed to block the blow, but the force of the blow was still so great that it knocked him to the ground.

The nighttime played into Sierra’s hands, giving her darkness a special power and expanding its limits.

As for her opponents, they were all extremely cautious and serious. No one expected that the intruder would be a creature with the Dark Spirit Form.

Sierra faced difficulties when the Elf of the First Radiance and the Elf of Eternal Twilight joined the battle.

The first, with its radiance of the element of light, began to dispel her darkness, and the second began to absorb it.

The consumption of Sierra’s source of darkness increased significantly, and with it, her power began to wane, and her summoning time was rapidly shortening.

"Heh, don’t look at me so greedily, pointy-eared, or you won’t notice how I’ll swallow you myself," Sierra said threateningly, noticing the greedy gleam in the eyes of the Eternal Twilight Elf.

The elf was not afraid, but only smiled. "Eat it? Me? Dream on!".

A wide dark smile played on Sierra’s face, and her eyes sparkled with a gloomy gleam.

She remembered this elf. She remembered him very well.

Then, noticing the approach of even more High Elves, she decided to retreat.

At least she tried to do that, because in the next moment, a wave of strange energy engulfed the space around her. The space suddenly became heavy and viscous, and an impenetrable barrier appeared ahead.

Sierra stopped and turned around.

Besides the dilapidated garden left over from her battle with the elves, she noticed the outlines of other structures.

"Domain," — Sierra recognized, and her gaze landed on the beautiful elf standing in the center of a large spherical area where two layers of realms had just been superimposed—the Higher and the Lower.

The Queen of the Elves.