Chapter 205 The Second Order
Saul dreamed that he had fallen into the ocean and could only desperately struggle with his crappy doggy style swimming.
Even though he was exhausted, even though his hands and feet were numb, he never entertained the thought of giving up.
But the water was freezing cold, the waves snapped him under the surface, and the pain of suffocation spread from his lungs to his whole body.
"Can't sink!" This was the only thought left in Saul's mind, "Must survive!"
The more he felt the threat of death, the more determined he was to live.
Just as Saul and the waves kept fighting against each other, a golden book page suddenly appeared in front of him and hovered quietly in the wind and waves.
"A book page?" Saul looked over in surprise.
Although he hadn't seen a golden book page before, he subconsciously felt that the book page was a good thing since he possessed the Death Sorcerer's Diary.
It was his saving grace right now.
Saul once again paddled hard against the huge waves, desperately trying to get closer to the pages of the book.
Finally, taking advantage of one of the sea's ups and downs, his fingers latched onto the edge of the page.
The pages, though golden in color, were not cold and hard as metal, and were soft to the touch.
However, when Thor pushed himself up, the pages that were soft to the touch were incredibly solid, holding up Thor's strength.
With his arms supporting his whole body, Saul moved himself onto the pages of the book, finally away from the dangerously cold sea water.
He slumped down on the pages of the book in a disengaged manner, "What is this place again? I can't feel any magic, is it hard to believe that I've traveled again?"
Saul spread out his mental power and probed the surrounding area.
From the feedback of his spiritual power, everything here was a blur, not even the golden pages of the book appeared in his spiritual power's perception.
"Not like traveling, more like dreaming." He calmed down.
Saul looked at the endless deep blue near-ink sea around him, and the cloudless, light sky above him, a little melancholy.
"How can I return to the real world?" Just as Saul thought of this, he suddenly felt a tremor beneath him.
He hastily lowered his center of gravity and pinched the edges of the golden pages.
In the next moment, the golden book page violently began to rise, like an elevator that didn't care about the safety of its passengers' lives, and flew towards the sun overhead at an extremely high speed!
Along with the flight of the golden book page, the sun overhead Force Sol was getting closer and closer.
Sol looked up and thought that the sun was so strange.
Not like a sun, but like a ... exit?
The brightness suddenly increased, and Saul subconsciously closed his eyes.
Waking up again, he snapped his eyes open and saw that he was being carried on his back.
The person carrying him had a small mushroom growing on top of his head, and the mushroom looked a little wilted and wobbly.
It was the carriage driver who had stayed outside to wait for him.
At that moment, a black tentacle probed into view.
The tip of the tentacle split open into a shark-like mouth, and a tongue of the same color stuck out and licked at Saul's face.
It was icy cold.
"Koho?" Saul reached up and cupped Koho's mouth, watching it wiggle innocently in his palm for a few seconds before letting go, "How did I get back?"
The man running wildly on Saul's back finally realized he was awake.
"Young Master."
This person with a mushroom on his head was none other than Saul's coachman.
Saul patted the cart driver's shoulder and asked him to put himself down.
"You saved me?" Saul was a bit incredulous.
The cart driver shook his head repeatedly, "I just saw the manor collapsing, so I wanted to come over to take a look. It just so happened that I saw you collapsed on the ground, and I was afraid of danger, so I carried you on my back and left the manor."
Saul jumped to the ground and looked at his body, not realizing anything unusual.
He turned around once more and confirmed that he had been carried outside the manor by the cart driver.
The huge castle behind him had turned into a mess of ruins, and the soul storm that covered the sky had disappeared without a trace.
"Was it the diary that saved me? That golden page is also about the same size as the inner pages of the diary. What's the connection between them?" Saul suspiciously looked over his left shoulder, where the diary was still quietly suspended.
Between the closed pages, Saul vaguely saw a splash of gold color.
He was just about to take a closer look when he suddenly noticed a line of sight falling on him.
He immediately turned his head in the direction of Ralph Manor, and was surprised to see a familiar figure at the gate.
It was Victor!
"He is indeed still alive." Saul was not surprised at all.
It was just that after experiencing the baptism of the mysterious soul storm just now, Saul was even more wary of him. Victor was currently standing under the only gate of Ralph Manor that was still intact, staring at Saul closely, and the harp that was originally in his hand was nowhere to be found.
Then he took a step, picked up speed, and walked towards Saul.
"Run!" This guy was so mysterious that Saul didn't even want to confront him again, called out to the driver of the car, twisted his head and ran.
But the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer, and the sound of "da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da" seemed to hit Saul's heart.
"I'm afraid this Victor has nothing to do with the soul storm just now."
"Next time, it's better to have two killer weapons with you." Saul gritted his teeth.
The diary still didn't prompt, but Saul wondered if the diary was broken or if his life really wouldn't be in danger.
Just as the two were about to run to the fence at the end of the road, a sudden reflection shook Saul's eyes.
In the next second, accompanied by a cracking sound, a huge sword over ten meters long slammed into the back of Saul and the carny!
The earth was slashed, and the uninhabited houses on the opposite side of the road even started to collapse after a tremor.
The violent shaking directly caused both Saul and the coachman to lunge out.
As soon as Saul hit the ground, he immediately rolled over and got up.
He first looked at Victor.
His opponent looked a bit lousy as well, and the huge sword that was three meters away from Saul was just a few centimeters away from him.
It was clearly headed for him.
However, Victor did not pay the first attention to the owner of the giant sword, but glanced at Saul.
That look carried a bit of scrutiny, as if confirming something.
But in the next second, Victor stepped back once again.
Another huge sword of the same length landed on Victor's previous position.
This time, the thrust was even harder, with two-thirds of the sword buried in the ground.
It was immediately followed by an eagle whistle.
A giant bird swooped down, and then suddenly drew up just as it was about to hit the ground.
But before the giant bird soared high again, a tall and slender figure jumped off the bird's back.
It was a woman with short, sharp blonde hair.
As soon as she landed, she pressed her hands on the two giant swords that were thrust into the ground.
The originally chilling giant swords instantly turned into a mercury-like liquid, reshaped and returned to the woman's hands, and after cooling down once again, turned into two three-meter-long greatswords.
The great swords were still heavy, exceeding the length that normal warriors could easily maneuver, but the woman wielded them with a light weight, as if she was wielding two toys.
Saul recognized the other.
This woman was the most powerful sorcerer in the Kemah Empire today, Kira!
Saul only felt that the other party looked familiar at first, and it was only after recognizing her for a while that he remembered that she was Kira, the second-ranked sorcerer who had visited the Sorcerer's Tower two years ago.
This sorcerer who dared to speak nonchalantly even to the tower's master left a deep impression on Sol.
Seeing her again two years later, her aura seemed even stronger than before.
Kira didn't look at Sol, she just held her twin swords across her body, the tips pointing at Victor, ready to attack at any time.
She looked more like a warrior than a sorcerer.
At this moment, Victor had just retreated to three meters away.
The tip of Kira's sword nearly cut his face when she placed it horizontally.
So he raised his eyebrows and retreated two more steps.
This retreat seemed to be a concession to Kira.
If it was Thor, he wouldn't rashly attack when facing an enemy of unknown strength.
But Kira was clearly not in the same category as Saul.
Seeing her opponent retreat, she had no intention of retracting her sword.
Filled with murderous intent, she said sternly, "Without permission, a Second Order Sorcerer arbitrarily entering another Second Order Sorcerer's territory can be considered a signal to start a war."
Battle-crazed sorcerer Kira!
(End of chapter)