Dawn Of Legend:Rise Of An Extra



Julian who was clashing against the man was suddenly taken by surprise when after a rebound, the man summoned a huge skeleton hand that broke through her defence and managed to impale her, dealing a grievous fate.

In her wounded state, her attention was drawn to a small commotion. Her eyes gazed at a group of hordes blocking certain someone.

"Don't worry about that guy. Unluckily he will die. It would be good if he didn't interfere or he was noble."

"Alas, he isn't a noble so he will die."Calvin rubbed his chin with a cruel gruelling smile forming over his dried lips.

Since they had killed three to four nobles, another few wouldn't make a difference until they were descendants of higher authority nobles.

As per the commoners, it didn't matter if they lived or died.

Julian's eyes shone coldly hearing Calvin's words. Her heart became agitated and a trace of impatience shone over her eyes.

A deep feeling of worry weighed over her.

However, it lasted only for a moment as deep trust in him resurfaced.

"He might be the last person who might die. Knowing his meticulousness, I wouldn't be surprised if he came back to life the very next day after he died."

"All I need to do is take you down and all of this will be over."

"You seem to trust him too much," Calvin muttered nonchalantly.

"I am just stating a fact," Julian answered, remembering the precious ring Luna gave to Lucas that she had always kept beside her.

"Your defeat is already decided by fate."Calvin laughed hearing her naive words.

Unresigned to fate, Julian summoned an icy mana exploding and freezing surroundings.

The icy blast exploded from her body freezing the sharp skeleton's spines and stabbing her body into a crystalline mass.

The frozen skeleton's spines withered and broke with a crackling sound after being frozen. The broken pieces of sharp skeleton turned into a white powder, getting blown into the air.

Calvin stared at the bloodied pale figure of Julian on the ground.

With scratches and wounds all over her body along with two deep bloody holes, any ordinary person would have screamed and succumbed to pain.

For a Princess who was generally known as a flower of the Empire, her pain tolerance was so high that even Calvin was taken by surprise.

Throughout the battle, she had been pushed, beaten, thrown and impaled countless times to the point that her body had become battered and many bones had been cracked.

However, till now, he hadn't heard a single disgruntled voice of pain as if the wounds of agony didn't affect her.

Even as an enemy, he had to admire this girl and respect her for such perseverance.

Seeing her getting back on her feet with staggering steps.

"Still it's a pity."

"Why struggle?"

"Why resist?"

"You are no match for me?"

"Surrender yourself to faith."

A hoarse crude voice fell in Julian's ears making her body tremble.

Her body was trembling with pain and her mind was screaming to run away.

Closing her eyes, she muttered to him, and to herself as if answering her own dilemma.

"I can't."

"Why?"

Calvin asked with a confused expression, raising his staff to see what tricks the little girl had.

Opening her beautiful crimson eyes with a resolute expression, Julian in a valent heroic tone spoke in a feeble yet firm resolute voice.

"Because I am the President of the Student Council."

"I am their head, their representative."

"If I will run away from the battlefield then what image would I have left? Even if I am not The President, I am the Princess."

Swish!

Mana started dancing around her as if adorning her firm will.

She took a step.

A pillar of incandescent light of icy mana erupted from her body. An unparalleled wave of energy exploded from her body sending shockwaves and waves of chilling frost crashing everywhere like tides of ocean.

She stomped the ground to make it vibrate, and a layer of ice spread from her feet. Following her notion, many pillars of ice started to emerge surrounding her.

An icy storm emerged from her and it blew around like a fierce snowstorm, the surrounding temperature fell by a huge margin.

Her hair fluttered violently against gravity.

The mana around her started to condense on her bathing her with a bright oceanic hue.

Her entire body started being covered with ice while her hair fluttered and grew longer with a bluish haze.

She tossed her long hair towards her back while icy armour covered her body with several spikes on her shoulder blade.

The huge black sword glowed in her hand and quivered due to the influx of mana forming a layer of ice over it.

"That's interesting," Calvin muttered, squinting his eyes with interest.

He could feel a humongous amount of mana that had been stored in her body bursting out all of a sudden as if a dam guarding a reservoir had been broken. The seemingly simple yet ethereal mana that was circulating in an orderly manner despite chaotic blockage in its path piqued his interest.

Just because he looks like a geezer rolling in sewage currently, one shouldn't underestimate him. He was one of the highly talented magicians who finally have up before the ticking bomb of old age and switched to the dark mage.

Even after this, he could discern the huge block of frozen mana inside the girl.

"Can you even handle that much power? You will die at this rate. There is a limit to everything. Your body will burst out if you keep releasing that much mana."

Calvin commented in a concerned tone. This time he wasn't faking his concern as things were becoming dangerous at this point.

He raised his guard to prevent any tragedy as if the girl died, all of their plans would be for naught. He twirled his finger over the huge skull formed on the staff enacting a fivefold layer of mana in response to the mana gathering near her.

"It doesn't matter."

Julian cut him off coldly.

Various runes inscribed over her sword began spinning emitting a threatening glow that even startled Calvin.

Emitting a white-bluish light, the huge black sword turned into a bluish-icy spear with a condensed mass of magical energy at the tip.

Positioning herself in a throwing stance, she arched her body to the maximum.

"Being a Princess, I should act like one and stand at the forefront of danger instead of running away like a coward."

[Piercing Winter]

The moment those words were spoken, the runes on the spear erupted with a bright light as she launched the spear.

All this happened in the span of a millisecond.

The spear in Julian's hand disappeared in Calvin's line of sight and before he or the world realized it, a shining spear in a menacing bluish aura wrapped by killing intent was already heading towards him.

"Sir Calvin!"The group of minions' voices filled with shock were heard.

Calvin didn't have time to respond as he was completely stunned. At the end of the day, he was a mage and was confident in his skill but the speed of attack bewildered him. In less than a blink of an eye, he caught the sight of the tip of the spear appearing right over his hollow eyes.

Upon touching the barrier crafted by him, it froze the mana particles of the barrier, shattering it into pieces.

As the spear pierced his skull, all he felt was reminiscent of the feeling that he had forgotten long ago as he shed his mortal shell.

It was something that he thought he would never encounter again in this life.

But reality had proved otherwise.

The spear went through Calvin's head causing it to vanish from existence. In the very next moment, the reactions to what Julian had just done began to occur.

The world was silent, unable to react at the speed the things transversed.

Several delaying booming sounds were heard and the ground in front of them was split apart.

At the very next instant, an explosion occurred and in the trail of the spear, a huge ice hill formed out of nowhere creating a gust of icy blizzard and changing the entire biome of the region.

The spear passing through Calvin, shot straight towards the group of people who were forming the ritual.

Julian was keeping an eye out for it and was waiting for a chance but she was blocked by Calvin.

Now after taking down Calvin, the spear dashed towards the group of people.

"Protect the ritual!"

"Don't let it interfere!!"

Screaming in panic, a few people who were standing on the guard bombarded the spear but it slowed down only by a bit.

Unable to decrease its momentum, steeling their hearts, the group of maniacs jumped in front of it and exploded themselves to stop it.

BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM

Soon a chain of ear-splitting explosions occurred forming a cloud of flames.

Meanwhile, with a huge hole over Calvin's head, he just stood uprooted in his position with a frozen body.

Julian didn't miss the opening.

She gripped her fist tightly and a terrifying surge of power erupted from her fist making mana swirl around it like a hurricane that sent out violent shockwaves in the air.

Looking at the frozen enemy, Julian's eyes shone with a murderous glint as she punched forward making the space tear apart due to reaction force.

[Touch Of Winter]

Following her suit, a surge of white light erupted from her body and a burst of mana condensed in the air forming a crystal-shaped fist mark that shot forward following the force of the punch.

A wave of magical power surged around, condensing in the form of a white beam of light. The beam of light drummed through the air frantically creating circles of shockwaves upon shockwaves making their way tearing through the air.

That single punch reverberated the whole space around it and broke the barrier of sound as if tearing the void itself.

The atmosphere froze and the beam passed through an intense chilling blast radiating all around.

Calvin's expression inside the frozen mass of ice distorted.

A violent beam of light condensed into a crystal fist tore apart the icy hills in the path.

The beam of light engulfed him wholly and blasted off the ice sculpture with a massive sonic boom resonating in the vicinity.

Following the blast, the broken shards of ice were immediately dissipated into a snow mist.

Julian's chest heaved up and down feeling out of breath.

Overcame by tiredness, she squatted on one knee.

Even though the opponent was killed, there was no joy in her expression rather than that, a vague aftertaste lingered on her lips.

An ominous sensation welled up and then her eyes trembled as a familiar voice rang in her ears.

"Girl, it's not over yet."

"In terms of strength, I might not be better than 8-Star, however there is no guarantee that even a 9-Star can kill me."