Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

If anyone of them wanted him dead, then they could simply crush him with a mere finger.

He realized how weak he was against such mighty giants. And they were really giants. Compared even to Amera, Doaf, Nicole, and the crow, these grandmasters seemed at least triple their body sizes, or even more.

"So this is the impudent child who caused all this mess…" one of them gazed in hatred and anger towards Arthur who instantly recognized his status.

He was without doubt a grandmaster in the dark dragonair clan.

"I'm not honored to meet such a dark master," Arthur rudely said.

"Humph, let's see how you will act once I get done with that weak George," the grandmaster said in a threatening tone before he turned his head towards the sky.

He wasn't the only one doing this, but every single soul in this world did so.

In the sky, a grand portal suddenly whirled and sucked in all the clouds. Rays of bright sun appeared while the portal started to shine, like it was made out of crystals, or from a sparkling ore.

Arthur sucked in cold air of breath when he saw that portal flashing with light. The energy all around worked in the same way it did when these ten figures appeared.

All the white energy in the world seemed to worship these beings coming out from the portal.

"One… two… three…" Arthur kept counting while seeing unfamiliar faces coming out from the portal.

No one was lesser in power than the dark grandmasters, however their bodies were similar to the bodies of Doaf, Amera, Nicole, and the crow.

"Twenty-five… Twenty-nine… Forty-three…" Arthur kept counting while the portal never ceased to flash and emit many grandmasters out of it.

However up till now Goerge didn't show his face yet.

"Damn it! How the hell did they pull such a feat?" the faces of the ten dark grandmasters dropped when they saw the large and growing number of white grandmasters coming out from the portal.

"Hahaha," George laughed in a carefree way when he heard this comment. The next moment he appeared, side to side with someone Arthur knew, and many also recognized.

"Aemie…" Nicole softly whispered while seeing the familiar face of her love coming out from the portal.

"Do you think you are the only one with angels?" Aemie said in a cold and domineering tone before she pointed her fingers behind, towards the portal, "if we want, we can move all the grandmasters here and start a great show. Shall we?"

Arthur moved his eyes towards the dark grandmasters. Their domineering aura vanished and Arthur even could sense their fear. It seemed this came out of the blue to crush their plans and kill them in the heart.

It looked like they never expected for an angel to be on their side. That surprised Arthur as well, as he never expected to have an angel clan on the side of his camp.

If there was such a formidable figure helping them, then this war could be considered as over. The win was secured now and all that remained was for the dark grandmasters to decide.

Even at this moment Arthur wanted them to choose to fight. He wanted to witness an epic fight where grandmasters fought each other. He wanted to see this fight and learn, learn how these formidable figures used their power and fight against each other.

However he was destined to be disappointed here.

Arthur wasn't the only one waiting for such a battle. It wasn't a common thing for two grandmasters to face off, imagine tens of them fighting against each other.

"This time…" the dragonair grandmaster turned his gaze towards Arthur standing a distance away from him, "consider yourself lucky."

"Humph," Arthur didn't show any signs of weakness at this moment. He knew he was indeed lucky, but he was also the one holding the upper hand here.

He didn't want them to retreat like this, not without a fight.

"If you don't want to fight," Arthur suddenly said before he raised both fists high in the air, "then I'll force you to! Hah!"

He gritted his teeth and shouted to summon all his strength. In front of everyone here he was doing nothing but gathering up his energy.

However only one person standing in this world managed to see what he was really doing.

"This kid… is he your successor?" a refined lady in her early thirtieth said with a soft and sweet voice that would like a melody in the ears of anyone hearing it.

She wasn't that tall, or short either. She stood there like a gentle breeze of wind in spring. If she didn't speak, no one would even notice her presence. And once she spoke, everyone couldn't move their eyes off her.

George was surprised to see her presence here. And when he thought about what she said, he felt more awe and pride.

"Yes my esteemed angel," he said in the utmost respectful tone, "he is the young master I selected for my house."

"Lucky indeed," the lady said with sparkling eyes. She gazed at the far distant Arthur like there was no one else in the world but him. "Prepare yourselves, this kid doesn't plan to let them go this easily."

Her words didn't only shock Geroge, but everyone around.

"Ahem," Aemie couldn't help her curiosity. Aside from George here, she was the only one who knew and dealt with Arthur, the one one who knew what Arthur was able to do.

He was able to pull out miracles without any reason behind his actions but mere luck.

"Is he going to fight them?" she asked, "he is… a low realmer after all."

The lady turned to gaze up at her with silence for a few moments. "A tone full of doubt and yet you aren't a bit worried over him. You know him, know what he is able to do… impressive indeed."