Old Archmage Living As A Puppet Girl

Chapter Eight

The temperature rises as the afternoon sun hangs high, the high wind cools down the body but neither cared at the moment as they moved at the same time.

Xavius had 4 different attack formation lit up around the unknown male while running enhance rune, fast activation rune and dome rune centering on the male while two last rune was creating a shield around her and stabilizing her body.

The attack formation inside the dome bombarded, setting off blinding white light and the ears rang from the explosion of one of the formation. The plants and earth in the dome was blown away as the smoke billowed.

The formation array and runes slowly faded.

Xavius was just about the heave a sigh of relief when a shadow from the smoke broke through the smoke and the male had his sword just a few hands away her neck, her eyes dilated and instantly activated defence formation, blocking the attack and making the male jumps back a few meters away.

Darius was close enough to see the light in the puppet's eyes then, which made it livelier than what a puppet should have. What's more when the puppet frowned.

He smiled with a hint of craze in his eyes, activated the rune in his sword and formed a chained formation, trapping the puppet and was unable to use mana just a few seconds. But the few seconds are enough!

Her eye flashed as she watched Darius swung his sword, ["7th level spell breaker!"]

The formation under her breaks apart as she had two formation chains the hands of the male but the chains went brittle the moment it touches him. It was at this moment she saw the rune and had her heart stop beating. Even though she wanted to stop but her hands was already aimed at him and the spell was spoken, [Harzakh quinn]

His pupils trembled as he recognized the forbidden spell and quickly teleported a few meters away but it was almost too late. Darius buried his sword into the ground as the attack spell explodes the mana around him. The sword with protection runes activated and protected him but it wasn't enough. As his hands and feet almost got blown off, a translucent dome protected him with the shout of a spell from the puppet whow as outside the radius but the harsh sound gave away the worry in the voice.

("Darius!")

The communicator almost popped in his ear. Darius calmly took out the communicator and threw it before it exploded into th explosion of mana. In this attack, anything within the radius of it's mana will explode into dust with no remains. The face, hands, shoulder and leg that had turned half crooked and half bones was the evidence. After all, Zoranian body is full of mana itself. And it was this spell that wiped all the black magician from the world and was thus forbidden from use except for the 13th Archmage in the history. As for the reason why he knew this well, it's because he has to learn the hidden history, which actually saved his ass from bing wiped out like those black magician. But this attack, is gonna take a while. ("Well damn. This is gonna be trouble.") he said with helplesness in his voice.

As the light began to diperse, the spell ends. In front of him just a few meters away was the puppet, kneeling on to the ground. Her hands were gripping the soil and the golden light that sends mana into the light dome protecting him. Her hair was no longer tidy but was in a mess from all the fight and her blue eyes was staring at him strongly. She swallowed to lessen the her dry throat and asked tremblingly in an old language.

[Are you... Zoranian?]

It took him a moment to register her words and nodded. [Yes, I am a zoranian.]

The energy left her body as she fell on her butt. Xavius took back the mana and stood tremblingly, almost falling on her face, after all, that spell took almost all of the mana in her. It was a miracle she didn't collapse as soon as the spell was uttered. She went to the male zoranian in faltering steps.