Arcane Academy: The Divine Extraction Legacy

"You will be a good vessel for a Fallen Messenger." Marcus III muttered after defeating Magnus.

He was certainly not planning to let Magnus go after what he had done to his group.

However, Marcus III suddenly felt something off.

A threatening aura that was coming from the castle was cast on him.

Then, his gaze shifted upward to the castle wall, where a mysterious figure stood. He only noticed this figure now, and he seemed to be silently observing their battle from the very beginning.

'What can you do when you're far away? I will take this rude bastard's life, and no one can stop me!'

Fueled by his annoyance about being forced to use his scepter several times, the Pontiff sought to bring an end to Magnus' life, intending to destroy his soul and preserve its body.

However, before he could act, the figure above the wall made a subtle gesture, and with a wave of their hand, Magnus vanished from view, leaving the Pontiff astonished by the mysterious display of power.

Marcus III had been a Pontiff for more than five decades already, and although he had strong Arcanists, he would be able to easily see through their Spells because of his Divinity.

However, the technique that made Magnus disappear was completely new to him. He only felt a slight fluctuation of energy, and the man who was about to die disappeared in the blink of an eye.

'Space Folding? No, it was too quick and simple… Is it that Concealment Spell from the Lord of the Secrets?' Marcus III was deep in his thoughts as he looked at the figure standing at the castle wall.

Puzzled by the enigmatic magic that had whisked Magnus away, the Pontiff found himself unable to comprehend the nature of the strange sorcery that had been wielded against him.

Then, he used his spell to inspect the man looking at him.

"I can't feel your Divinity... However, I can sense your incredible strength... Are you the Dragon Summoner?" The Pontiff inquired, seeking to unravel the mystery of the figure's identity and intentions.

In response, the figure offered a cryptic smile, choosing not to verbally confirm their identity as the Dragon Summoner.

Instead, the man revealed a black Grimoire, a tangible affirmation of their status as a Summoner…

"So, I am correct... The Dragon Summoner is hiding here... However, I'm filled with curiosity. Where is the Immortal? Why has he not deigned to greet me? As a Half-Immortal, I am deserving of an audience with the Immortal!" The Pontiff declared, filled with conviction.

On the other hand, the Summoner remained silent and mysterious.

He did not reveal his name or speak any words. He only opened his Black Grimoire and summoned a five-meter tall giant that had some of its parts covered by white cloth.

Rooaaarr!

It was a Mummy King, a powerful undead creature that had once ruled over an ancient civilization in another realm.

It had a bandaged body, a golden crown, and a scepter. It also had glowing red eyes and a sinister aura emanating from its rotten body…

The Pontiff's eyes lit up as he recognized the creature.

"A Mummy King... Very well, there's no doubt about it, you are the Dragon Summoner… I wanted to negotiate with you about your Dragon since I wanted to have them… However, your Grimoire seemed to contain a lot more mystical beings than I thought. If you hand it over to me, I will pay the price for removing your link to that Grimoire, and I will let you off…"

Marcus said as he looked at the mysterious figure.

However, he didn't receive any response and only saw the man ordering the Mummy King to attack.

"So I'm dealing with a mute this time…" Marcus III said as he ordered his recovering Storm Knights to join the battle.

"Your Holiness! Please let us handle this creature!"

"Go ahead!" The Pontiff replied.

Soon, the battle between the Mummy King and the Storm Knights started.

The Mummy King used its scepter to cast various spells, such as curses, plagues, and sandstorms!

It also used its physical strength to swing its scepter and punch its Storm Knights and make them scatter…

It was a formidable opponent, and if this continued, their Arcane Energy might get exhausted!

Luckily, although the Mummy King was formidable, it was still considered as an Undead.

The Pontiff used his own Scepter to counter some of Mummy King's spells. This, he finally decided to cast his Holy Arts and used Sanctify and Holy Smite against the Mummy King!

As a Half-Immortal, he had actually learned four Arcane Paths. They were the Mystic Arts, Elemental Arts, Psychic Arts, and Holy Arts!

His Holy Spells, however, didn't stop the Mummy King's attack, but it certainly slowed it down.

The Storm Knights used their weapons and mounts to assist the Pontiff and attack the Mummy King. They used swords and spears while some of the Summoners sent their contracted beasts.

Without a doubt, they posed a threat to the Summoner and the Mummy King…

However, the mysterious and silent Summoner seemed to be enjoying this battle.

He used his Grimoire to control the Mummy King, and summoned more creatures! He actually summoned a Dark Knight and Ghoul Sovereign!

"Impossible! Three Mystical beings at the same time?!"

"How can he summon them and not pass out!"

"This guy… Does he have the same amount of Spirit Strands with His Holiness?!"

"Impossible… Are you telling me that he also has 70 or more Spirit Strands?!"

"Not good! We're definitely fighting against a Half-Immortal!"

"Just support the Holiness! This is out of our league! Even if we have to sacrifice our lives, we must do it! We have to protect His Holiness!"

The Storm Knights had almost given up, but their captain immediately brought them together.

Of course, the Pontiff had a plan and wasn't deterred after seeing two more powerful summons.

He still hasn't spent all his Divinity. He still had over half of it and was saving most of it once he faced the True Immortal.

Nonetheless, he knew that the Summoner was the key to the battle and that he had to defeat him first. The Summoner was hiding behind the Mummy King, and once his plan worked, that black Grimoire would be his!