LEGENDARY GUARDIAN 185 Chapter 185: A New Family 2

The pure power the holy church displayed in the previous battle was enough to conquer any kingdom before the coming of the three heroes of legend. As the most powerful figures were only at the peak grade of the silver realm, with Kalos as the only exception, who can stand against the Bishops of the holy church which are naturally stationed at the capital of every Kingdom with Baldmar as the only exceptions. Derik always wondered how the lizardmen managed to drive away the holy church from their lands, with a gold realm master on the side of the holy church, it is close to impossible for anyone below the gold realm to battle them head-on. The only explanation is the mighty gold level magic weapon they obtained in the mysterious dungeon, even a peak grade gold realm master will feel wary of such equipment. Derik also suspected that the golden beam which almost sent them to the grave was a pure example of a gold level weapon. The power is just too terrifying! If it weren't for someone like Kalos who could easily redirect almost any attack, they would have been dead even before the battle started.

"d.a.m.n it… Let's break this formation now… I don't like flying blind" Derik said with a stern look on his face.

Terrifying death aura burst out of his body, filling the narrow tunnel in just an instant. Numerous bangs were heard as the strange formation attempted to resist Derik's aura. This situation stunned Derik slightly, his eyebrows furrowed and a vicious grin appeared on his face.

"Break!" He roared and poured in more power into his attack but to his greatest surprise the formation fought back once again, sending bolts of golden lightning at him

Sizzle!

Sizzle!!

Bang!!!

Derik's complexion turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of black blood. As soon as he stopped attacking the formation stopped it's attacks on him. From what he could tell, this formation can easily be broken from outside but from within, it will be a bit difficult.

"d.a.m.n it… I really need to study more" Derik said with a slight frown on his face.

His eyes released murderous light flashed in his eyes and he slammed his fist violently on the concrete floor and roared!

"Shatter!"

Derik's death aura shot out like terrifying sabers, piercing into the formation mercilessly. Numerous arcs of golden lightning shot out of the formation, attacking Derik fiercely.

"Nice one… Shatter apart!" black blood flowed down Derik's lips while he laughed hysterically, continuing his a.s.sault on the formation with a crazed expression on his face.

Bang!

This continued for over five minutes before a loud bang was heard and the formation on the walls of the tunnel finally crumbled. By this time, Derik's body was covered in wounds and his breathing seemed to be heavy.

"You always act like a crazy person in front of danger… that's probably why you are still alive…" Demos mocked in a joking tone.

"Yea, yea… I wouldn't have been like this if my master was sane" Derik laughed.

"Wait, what?" Demos asked but Derik simply chose to ignore him and focus on the work at hand.

The tunnel was pretty simple, there were no traps or offensive formations to stop intruders. It was obvious these people from the church were so confident in their ability that they never expected they would be wiped out someday and a person will gain access to this cave.

"Overconfident p.r.i.c.ks" Derik snorted disdainfully as he walked through the deadly cold tunnel.

After covering close to five hundred meters, he saw a door leading to a room by the right. The aura he could feel from that room was definitely evil but not as familiar as what he sensed back there outside the tunnel. He could still feel the familiar aura, it was deeper in the tunnel, and a frown appeared on his face.

"I might as well check it out first…." Derik sighed weakly and pushed the firm metal door open.

The room was quite s.p.a.cy, with a toilet at the far end of the room and nothing else.

It was cold.

Very cold.

Four youths around the age of 13 to 16 sat there, curled up like a ball, s.h.i.+vering intensely. When the door yanked open, they quickly jumped on their feet with terrified expressions on their faces as they looked to see who was coming at this time. They all wore a plain black garment and they had bruises and numerous scars all over their bodies.

It was obvious these people were used as test subjects for the holy church's experiment!

But what was the church experimenting on?

Derik walked into the room with knitted eyebrows and clutched fists, he began to wonder how long these kids have been here. He really didn't like the fact that he couldn't save these kids earlier and he felt really guilty.

"What's your name?" Derik crouched while he spoke softly with a calm smile on his face.

He carefully released an undead bronze realm battle mage from his shadow who possessed the fire element, using his flames to heat up the room.

"Necromancer… You are a necromancer too?" a kid with gray hair walked over cautiously.

He had a weak body, very pale in complexion and lanky. At a point, Derik wondered how his kid could even stand on his feet. It was obvious he was in pain he was suffering from some strange internal injuries.

"Yes… I can do even more" Derik replied softly

Derik's eyes narrowed as waved his hand and an invisible force pulled the boy towards him. The boy panicked at first, and when Derik placed his hand on his chest the kid was terrified but then he felt a warm, familiar aura flowing into his body. The pain which he has been enduring for a while now as a result of the remnants of light energy in his body. This is something the priests left behind unknowingly after they were done conducting their work. His body regained its health color and surprisingly his bruises and injuries began to vanish. Even Derik was stunned by this! He never thought that his death aura would have such healing effects on those with similar magic. This practically made him the G.o.d of all those possessing evil magic.

"Hey, can you see them? My friends… they were killed by the bad men in white" the kid said while tapping Derik's palm repeated.

Friends?

Killed by the bad men in white?

Derik understood that these kids could see the souls of people unable to pa.s.s on. His eyes let out a gray light and about fifteen other people appeared into his view. They were all dressed in similar black attire and Derik could actually see through them.

At this moment, he realized what was happening. This kid must have arrived here earlier than the others. During that time, he must have come across numerous kids their age, unfortunately, they all failed to meet up to the church's expectations and lost their lives. They should have pa.s.sed on a long time ago but the gray-haired kid must have unconsciously used his necromancer magic to keep them here!

"What's your name…" Derik asked again

"Dimitris sir" the kid responded quickly with a smile. It seemed as if he was no longer scared Derik.

"Dimitris… Your friends are in pain if you keep them here… why don't you let them go and pa.s.s on to the afterlife and be reborn?" Derik asked sweetly.

"But Sir, they are my family… I won't have anyone else if they go" Dimitris shook his head repeatedly as he spoke.

"I'll be your family… I'll take good care of you… Of all of you… Call me Derik" Derik caressed the kid's soft cheeks as he spoke softly.

The body was reluctant at first but Derik's death aura gave the kid an intimate feeling whenever he looked at Derik. To be honest this kid felt like Derik was related to him in some way and he had this strong urge to please Derik at all times.

"Alright… Can I say goodbye to them first?" The kid said with watery eyes.

Derik nodded with a smile and moved over to the other three. His eyes narrowed as he perceived a familiar yet irritating odor. His eyes s.h.i.+fted to the only female in the room. Even though she was slightly above sixteen years, she already had an alluring hourgla.s.s figure and her black garment could barely hide it. It seemed as if she was eighteen or twenty, coupled with her mysterious charm that attracted the attention of others. Unlike the others, the girl was bound by numerous chains of high quality! From the looks of it, these chains can hold down a silver realm elite!

Without much thought, Derik guessed this girl's ident.i.ty with just a single glance. She was the natural enemy of all werewolves!

"Vampire…" Derik said with a cold smile on his face.

"Werewolf… right?" the girl responded weakly.

Derik shook his head and walked towards the girl. Seeing Derik approach she was terrified! She was informed about the conflicts between vampires and werewolves by the members of the holy church who turned her into this monster. She felt like Derik was following his instincts and coming to eradicate her.

"You must have been blood starved for a while by these people…" Derik said softly as he presented his wrist to her with a soft smile on his face.

He could tell that the girl was just turned recently and she too possessed evil magic, he was curious to know which kind, it was quite unique, something he hasn't felt before.

Crunch!

The girl disregarded her image and gave in to the hunger, she quickly grabbed on to Derik's firm hand and sank her fangs into his wrist, drawing his black blood at an alarming rate. He could tell she had been blood starved for a long time for her to drink a werewolf's blood.

While the girl fed on his blood Derik turned his attention to the two guys left. One had black aura lingering around him while the other had a terrifying aura which even startled Derik slightly.

"What are your names… what magic do you guys possess?" Derik spoke casually to them.

"Andrew… Darkness magic…" A black-haired kid responded quickly. From his body physique, Derik could guess he was over thirteen years old.

"Philips… Demon magic" A brown-haired kid responded after Andrew. He looked normal but his aura was quite terrifying. Even Derik felt disturbed by his power.

"Jean… Curse magic and a vampire…" The girl flushed as she spoke. She was embarra.s.sed by her previous actions and was to shy to look Derik in the face.

"Dimitris… Necromancer magic!" Dimitris walked over with a childish smile on his face. He was the youngest in the group and Derik was quite fond of him.

"Well then…" Derik stood on his feet and dusted his trousers.

"Let's go meet the last member of our family" Derik said