Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

'Ding! Use your blood,' the system suddenly suggested, 'it should follow the same principles of the pillars.'

"Good point," Arthur hurried to let a drop fall over the stick, and the next moment he felt it shivering in his grasp before finally following his will and moving.

"Tsk, they both are the same after all," Arthur moved fast towards the portal and the moment he appeared at the other end, he was met with what he already expected.

A grand fight erupted in this world where almost fifty capped dark masters were fighting brutally with his academy masters.

"Let it work then," he threw the stick high in the air before hitting it with an arrow.

"Rumble!"

The next moment the stick was activated and the entire world shone brightly in bronze colors for a couple of minutes.

As the light subsided, Arthur found no living dark masters anymore like before.

"Amazing," Cesile muttered, "this stick is so domineering."

"It uses the unavoidable laws of karma," Mr. E said, "I believe nothing can stop this stick no matter how strong it was!"

"I agree," Slone said, "I can already sense the mighty karma energy from it."

"Karma?" Arthur was speechless for a moment there. He wasn't that oblivious to this term, as it was commonly known in his past life.

Cultivators dreaded rare things, karma was one of them.

"Yes," Mr. E said, before adding, "I know little about it as we are in this lowly world and have no right to peek at such great secrets."

"Ok," Arthur just nodded, as he was quite familiar with karma and how it worked. Yet he didn't tell them about it right away, after all he would do that in return for many things.

"We'll go and clear the world back there," Mr. E turned to the portal before adding, "give us ten minutes like last time."

Arthur took the pillar after waiting there for ten minutes. During these minutes he tried to use the remaining five attempts he had to revive one of the corpses, yet he failed.

"Tsk, the success rate didn't change," he muttered.

'Ding! You need to turn at least a hundred masters to be able to level up your ability.'

"One hundred days then…" he promised before heading towards the pillar and took it.

Each world was cleared in less than a couple of hours, and when they cleared the twelve worlds, Arthur was able to use his ability once more.

"Another grand dragon… please," he prayed while placing his hand over the corpse which kept absorbing his pulses one after another with no end.

When he hit the twenty-five attempt, the killed master's body started to change, and Arthur just jumped back in time to evade the sudden oppressive force of that dragon.

When the dragon was formed, it roared and Arthur was sent flying back like the first time. "Damn, you always be revived in such a lively way!" he stood up before he started to chat with that dragon.

His name was John, and after chatting a little with him Arthur didn't get anything new.

"Wait here and in time I'll send you to meet others," Arthur said before turning his attention to the pillar.

"So I have to steal the tool from one master before using my stick," he muttered to himself while he appeared on the star map. Others just followed him as usual, and they kept hammering all the worlds until they reached the thirty five world.

There, just as everyone entered it, they were welcomed with such a dreadful aura that emanated from everywhere around them.

"What?" Otman muttered in surprise, "they are waiting for us here? And in such great numbers?"

Everyone didn't answer yet their faces changed abruptly as they were welcomed with two hundred capped masters while they controlled dozens of arrays already, surrounding the portal and the area around it for miles everywhere.

"Shall we retreat?" one of the masters suggested, "they are well prepared for us."

"I think the retreat route is sealed," Mr. E shook his head while adding, "Willy, start activating your stick and we'll buy you sometime."

Arthur was as shocked as the others especially with what he already knew. "Did they know about us killing them?" he muttered to himself before adding, "did they recall others from other worlds and gambled to trap us here or did they summon other scattered masters in the world?"

He didn't know the answer, yet he didn't hesitate to take out his stick, bow, and arrows before raining his arrows over the stick without any pause.

"Rumble!"

The next moments were really stressful as these dark masters activated the arrays. Some were offensive, others were defensive, and one was a sealing array.

Yet Arthur didn't hesitate to use all his might to resist the lead-like weight exerted over his body to make sure the stick would be activated in time.

As for other masters, he started hearing screams of pain plus many explosive sounds, yet he didn't turn his gaze away from the stick until it was finally activated.

"Rumble!"

The stick started to aid others when he exceeded the seventy five arrow. The pulses erupting from it were enough to release the sealing pressure and destroy most of the offensive hits in certain radius.

When the bronzed light subsided, the entire world ushered in heavy silence for long minutes.

The capped masters were smashed into meat pulps while their arrays were destroyed. As for the monster army everywhere; none had the courage to go against the academy masters and Arthur, as they all stood motionless in place fearing even to make a sound.

Yet this came with such a harsh price to pay!

"Hurry, support Otman!" Mr. E shouted with such distress as half of his masters were heavily wounded while around twenty lied motionless on the ground with no life in them.

Arthur watched Otman create a giant healing array while other healthy masters kept aiding him in this urgent healing.

"Sigh, this can't be considered a victory," he muttered in bitterness as he realized if he was delayed for more minutes, most of these injured here would have lost their lives.

'Ding! You can aid in their healing if you wanted,' the system suggested.

"Sure," Arthur went fast towards the front while his appearance startled everyone. Before anyone could speak, he had already splashed his fire over the healing array.

"What are you doing?" One of the masters was so nervous and Arthur's actions just enraged him more. "This is all your fault! Don't you have enough deaths? Let us heal them in time," he shouted with such rude words that made everyone have different feelings towards Arthur.

Yet Arthur didn't stop his breath for a single moment there.

"Stop, I order you to stop!" another master joined the other one in the rage storm over Arthur.

"Let him continue," yet before things would escalate to a non-desirable end, Otman shouted all of sudden stopping these two from doing something stupid. "His fire is helping in the healing process… somehow," he said without understanding how the corrosive fire of Arthur would have such a healing effect.

"Really?" one of the two smirked, "this is the end of my help here. I will retreat back to the academy world after my friends get better," he said and his words gained approval of a dozen more around.

"Do as it suits you all," Mr. E said to end this undesirable debate. "I'll stay here and keep fighting," he added, clearing up his stand.

"I will also stay here," Amanda joined her master in his stand, and the two gained the approval of around fifteen others.

Arthur heard everything yet he didn't speak. His aim was to help these masters to heal faster, as for those who decided to leave; he felt some anger towards them.

"Tsk, I hope we don't turn into enemies later on," he muttered to himself before adding, "or else I'll find myself obliged to kill y'all despite the help and sacrifices you made so far."

'Ding! Do you want to kill them here?' The system said.

"How?" Arthur didn't object, "and without making any noise."

'Ding! I can send them to a useless pocket world related to your garden, then can make the garden swallow it as a whole.'

"Wow," Arthur was speechless for a moment before adding, "will this kill them all and leave no trace?" 

'Ding! No one will ever know a thing,' the system promised.

"Alright," Arthur decided, "I'll wait for their decision when they leave.. If I felt any hostility from them, then they have brought this upon themselves."