Sorcerer: I want to be an Academic Prodigy-Chapter 515 - 513: The Fierce Blood Guards

Chapter 515: Chapter 513: The Fierce Blood Guards

Compared to the Thunder Clan, the Blackscale Clan indeed lacked the same level of aggressiveness.

However, the struggle for resources and the competition among powers doomed the neighboring sorcerers and the Blackscale Clan to conflict. Due to the rapid rise of the sorcerers, the Blackscale Clan had long regarded them as a major enemy.

When enemies met, envy was inevitable.

“I’ll go!”

The Lanque was not an airship with high offensive capabilities, but many on deck knew this and volunteered eagerly.

Not far from the airship, hundreds of warriors from the Blackscale Clan approached rapidly, their arrival heralded by dark clouds and murky fogs, with lightning occasionally flashing through.

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The spectacle was particularly overwhelming.

Faced with such an imposing force, not a soul on the Lanque wavered in fear, except for Hotter and Gerry, who were inconvenient to act. Everyone looked toward Ivan, waiting for his command to charge into battle.

Ivan casually pointed to Jenny and the swamp ant, instructing them to aid him in the attack.

The two leaped from the airship and, in the blink of an eye, their Domain Auras spread out immaculately.

“Earth Halo.”

“Ze King Halo.”

Once enveloped by these two halos, the formidable formation of the Blackscale Clan abruptly faltered.

By then, Ivan had already unleashed the Silver Moon Blade, sending it drifting forward. A sharp ‘whooshing’ sound was heard as the space ahead began to ripple, and black and red vines appeared out of nowhere, swooping toward the nearby Blackscale Clan.

In moments, more than a dozen Blackscale warriors were ensnared and pulled into the air without any chance to resist.

“Retreat!”

“We cannot overpower them, retreat swiftly!”

Seeing that there were only three enemies, the Blackscale Clan initially wished to crush these contemptuous humans. However, once assaulted by the two Domain Auras, they realized they had met their match.

As soon as the eerie vines appeared, unbreakable and indestructible, even their leaders couldn’t resist. The Blackscale warriors knew the enemies were exceptionally fearsome and that their only option was to flee.

Their arrival was hurried, and their departure even more so.

They left behind scrambling figures in flight.

Ivan did not order a pursuit; he had agreed only to intercept, not to exhaust their energies in wiping out these Blackscale warriors.

“What, it’s over already?”

“It’s not that the Blackscale Clan is too weak, but rather they were unlucky to encounter us.”

Beside him, Locke was somewhat awe-struck. He hadn’t expected that these three could so powerfully intimidate the Blackscale Clan into fleeing.

Ivan felt indifferent.

With his current mastery, he could arrogantly declare: “Without the sovereign, who would dare compete?”

Driving away a mere group of Blackscale warriors was nothing to boast about.

A distance away from the Lanque, an airship from the Black Prison hadn’t left yet. Upon seeing this overwhelming defeat, the warden leading them, Marvin Fallet, was inwardly astounded.

The other sorcerers on deck were equally stunned.

Truly, there are no unworthy individuals under a great name!

“Your Excellency the Scholar, thank you for helping us escape, this time we—”

“What should I call you?”

Shortly after, the Lanque caught up, and Marvin immediately expressed gratitude on behalf of everyone. He initially wanted to explain the situation, but Ivan interrupted him.

“Black Prison’s Northern Division Warden, Marvin Fallet, thank you once again.”

“Warden Fallet, the affairs of the Black Prison are not our concern; deal with these Blackscale warriors yourselves. We have other important matters to attend to,” Ivan said, deciding against getting further involved and left the captured Blackscale warriors to the Black Prison’s people as both groups parted ways.

Seeing that Ivan was resolute in leaving, Marvin felt somewhat helpless and could only watch the Lanque depart.

“Warden, how can this Scholar behave like this? I think he clearly shuns complication and is unwilling to contribute to the sorcerer world—isn’t this—”

“Quiet, all of you! His Excellency’s merits are beyond your right to question. Besides, he has already helped us greatly. Instead of feeling grateful, do you want to return favor with ingratitude?”

“We dare not, we meant no true harm.”

The Lanque left decisively. This detached demeanor sparked murmurs among some people of the Black Prison.

After a stern reprimand from Marvin, these whispers died down.

They didn’t consider that those who aren’t in charge shouldn’t interfere with governance. It’s just that the Black Prison, being a high-powered institution, was accustomed to receiving deference, leading them to become somewhat overbearing in their actions over time.

Unexpectedly encountering someone who ignored them, it naturally resulted in feelings of slight.

On the other side.

The Lanque had left the airships of Black Prison far behind, and Ivan and his company naturally were unaware of the events that had transpired there.

Even if he had known, he wouldn’t have cared, as it was just a group of people who were difficult to intersect with again—no need to bother overly.

“Ivan, what were those vines just now?”

Hotter, being an arcane wizard, was not suitable to show himself and had been invisible until now. He started to ask curiously at this moment.

“Shadow Blood Guards, a special type of Tree-man Guard related to the Dark Night Elf Clan. There aren’t many, only eleven. Their overall strength is decent, especially the binding ability of the vines they transform into.

Among them, Mason has the strongest power; his binding ability is the most formidable, reaching an unimaginable extent—I can’t measure exactly what extent.”

Ivan briefly introduced the Shadow Blood Guards from the hunting space, and his words seemed to carry a deeper implication by the end.

“It exceeds the binding ability of a pseudo-lord level?”

“Of course.”

“Shall I test it out?”

“By all means.”

Hotter got excited after hearing this, which was exactly what Ivan had hoped for.

If he hadn’t mentioned it, it would have been difficult for Ivan to suggest that Hotter help test Mason’s binding ability since Hotter was an arcane wizard and needed to be treated with a certain degree of respect.

The two promptly took action, and Tanaya and others interested soon joined them in the Silver Moon Blade’s hunting space.

Upon seeing the modestly sized space, Hotter and his companions realized for the first time that Ivan had such a unique spatial-class magic artifact, or rather a Holy Artifact, which could even sustain living creatures without affecting their ability to survive inside.

Such a treasure was invaluable.

“Tsk tsk, so you really have climbed into the good graces of the Dark Night Mother Goddess—that’s quite inconceivable.”

Moreover, Hotter also realized something: the previously mentioned ‘Holy Son of the Dark Night Elf Clan’ was actually real, which was utterly baffling.

This made no sense at all!

Hotter glared at him, trying to discern something from his demeanor.

Ivan just smiled and remained silent.

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“If you don’t want to say it, never mind, I don’t even want to listen,” Hotter said, knowing Ivan was reluctant to share; he could only itch with curiosity in his heart. “Let’s start the test. I really want to see if these Shadow Blood Guards are as formidable as you say.”

“I’ll go first,” Gerry suddenly spoke up.

“Uh—okay,” Hotter always seemed to lose his temper in front of her.

Ivan was happy that Gerry was willing to help.

A lord-level powerhouse and an arcane wizard—two individuals focusing on different types of strength were both willing to test themselves, undeniably yielding more accurate results.

First was Gerry.

Mason went all out while Gerry faced it head-on, getting completely bound.

Once entangled, Gerry then began to employ her own powers to break free. She distinctly emphasized wood element powers, with green, black, and red colors fiercely competing, and eventually, she freed herself from the bindings.

Next was Hotter.

“These blood guards are really not bad—their binding capacity is comparable to Korram’s speed, both of which are considered Level 4 abilities.”

After completing the test, Hotter gave a fair assessment.

That was a high appraisal indeed, considering Korram, the wind-thunder element creature that he had spent lots of resources and effort nurturing, was the only one of its kind beside him.

Ivan was quite satisfied with this.

His own binding ability, if properly utilized, would certainly be of great use.

“Cough, cough, would you mind helping with one more thing, testing this chain?” Ivan continued.

“What kind of chain is this?”

Hotter looked at the chain indicated by Ivan with surprise. At first glance, he could sense the extraordinary nature of this dark chain, enveloped by an aura of ancient ferocity.

“Dragon Ancient Relic, Whale Binding Chain, used to lock deep-sea dragons.”

“Cough, cough, cough, where did you get it?”

“From the Vault of Truth.”

“Fine then, I might as well be thorough.”

Hotter begrudgingly agreed, and Gerry did not refuse either.

Both surmised that Ivan had selected this item from the Vault of Truth to likely use on the black-bearded lord; hence, the more precise the test, the better.

Indeed, the Whale Binding Chain’s binding capacity significantly exceeded that of the Shadow Blood Guards, Mason included, providing a strong suppressive force, particularly suitable for binding giant creatures.

It had a distinct disadvantage, though—lack of flexibility, making it more suitable for a decisive final blow.