Wizard World:Struggles of dimensions

Chapter 35: Libary

A few hours ago

Zhao the member of the parliament who was working late in the office felt the summons from the depth of his bloodline, enduring the pain he left the office and went to the toilet, taking out a bowl he split his wrist letting the slurry crimson liquid flow into the bowl and muttered a few words that even he did not know the meaning to.

The blood started glowing and turned crystal clear showing a picture of a young handsome red-eyed child resting on a luxurious couch while sipping what seemed to be red wine.

“master”

Zhao bowed not showing a trace of the unwillingness and annoyance in his heart.

The figure in the blood looked at him amusingly as if watching some sort of performance.

Zhao just knelt there trembling feeling the humongous pressure in his bloodline, a few seconds later the master seemed to find the activity boring finally stated the purpose of his summoning in a condensing and arrogant tone “tell me everything you know about the library.”

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“the library although it is called that, is a slate filled with weird writings, it is hidden underground guarded 24/7 by Grandmaster Lin who is rumoured to be the greatest bender alive, the slate can’t be moved, it was said to be heard even before the new republic was built, new republic technological superiority is based on it, by watching the slate one can observe and gain various knowledge, the slate is only worked once a year but with the linking of the material and spirit world the library spontaneously activated and displayed knowledge about spirit creatures and the spirit world.”

Although Zhao’s face was still calm as he stated the little he knew about the library, his mind was already turning rapidly, the importance of the library to the new republic need not be emphasized, if his master did anything to it new republic would use all the power it possessed to hunt them down, as a member of the parliament Zhao was faintly aware of the power and horror that lied dormant in the city.

He was not optimistic about his master’s chances of survival. The figure on reflected in the blood was silent for a minute and then stated “get ready tonight” before disappearing from the reflection.

Stepping out the secret tunnel that led to the library Damon and his red-eyed kin noticed an old bald man sitting in front of a slate filled with weird symbols and glowing with overflowing spirit energy.

The old man had scars all over his head and face giving him a fierce aura. Looking at the sitting figure a trace of solemnity flashed in Damon’s eyes.

Although he was not particularly good at perception he could still feel the sense of danger that seemed to ooze out of this old figure.

“He seems to have a pseudo domain,” Damon muttered to himself with shock and surprise and greed in his tone.

A domain was a symbol of a second-tier powerhouse, a pseudo domain meant either the individual was keeping himself from breaking through or the plane itself was restricting him from doing so, and in this case it was the latter, the plane they were in now only one that could accommodate a level 1 creature, to be able to have a pseudo domain meant this old man had broken through the limits of the plane and this spurred Damon’s appetite.

If he could kill this opponent and absorb his essence it would greatly increase in his combat power and vitality and there might be a chance to obtain some fragments of the plane rules.

The greed and desire Damon felt seemed to infect the rest of his kin through their connection as they involuntarily swallowed their saliva and became restless and agitated almost losing control the unabashed malice seemed to finally catch the attention of the grandmaster Lin ( the old man) guarding the library, with a sigh from him the surrounding’s started to heat up the air becoming vicious and twisted, the phenomenon scared the red-eyed bloodsuckers making them involuntary take a few steps backwards, this scene turned Damon’s gaze cold, with a though he forcefully commanded his men to besiege the enemy.

The kin disappeared turning into bloody afterimages rushing towards the enemy in alarming speeds with mania in their gaze, but despite their amazing jaw-dropping speed as they got closer to Lin the slower, they became until they were moving at crawling speeds the heat in the air had been increased by Lin making the air viscous and slowing down everyone that got close to him.

Lin who was already standing when the attacks started waved his palm sideways and the hot air turned into flames burning all the bloodsuckers in the area.

“trash” Damon stated looking at scene coldly with no intention of making a move, all the kin he had brought here were expendable, cannon fodder he brought to make things easier and test the enemy, although Damon was arrogant he was not reckless, he was not going to fight against a powerful enemy head-on without finding out the enemy’s move.

Although he had expected them to be wiped out he never expected it to be this fast, for a moment Damon contemplated calling Zhao and the remaining 3 grandmaster bending kin members under his command but later decided against it, he needed them to supervise the rest of the kin members outside to create a disturbance and keep whatever reinforcements at bay while he was taking away the library.

Looking at the still alert Lin, Damon smiled contemptuously apparently Lin could feel he was the only real opponent among the intruders, with Damon’s smile the patches of still smoking blood and flesh glowed an ominous red, Lin who noticed this was on guard and the heat in the air increased making the vicious air to form a defence around him, but it was all for nought the defence seemed to be useless as he felt chaotic whispers in his ear and his blood and breathing becoming chaotic, his little vitality fast passing.

Damon showed a smug smile knowing his curse succeeded, this was one of the fatal weakness of indigenes of this plane, although they had strong combat power they were still human and had various weakness, even Lin who was almost a level 2 powerhouse still had the same fragile human body, the shield Lin created might be able to block poison and not allow Damon to influence the blood in his body but the shield could not stop curses, as a member of the vampire wizard family Damon naturally dabbled in curses that used blood as a medium and the various blood scattered around due to Lin’s massacre earlier was enough to create a curse that would influence the area, although the curse was not that powerful it was fatal enough for an ageing opponent like Lin.

Lin knew how bad his condition was and with a glint in his eye’s he clasped his palms together and linked himself to the library behind forcefully manifesting his pseudo domain. “boom” immense light and heat flooded the area breaking out from underground forming a sun-like fireball that was visible for miles.