CHAPTER 205: HELPING!?

Then...

Gravity claimed him.

"Shit." Zarek almost forgot that he didn’t have anything to fly with. As a Level 9, he still didn’t have the power to soar through the skies without using equipment of his own.

Just as they were about to descend, the Level Six soldier actually moved swiftly and caught them.

However, when she caught Drayken, who had embraced Melissa, her expression immediately turned pale.

"Eh."

She took a sharp breath as if the air itself had turned cold. Her lungs felt worn out, and the sheer pressure made her hand nearly break on the spot.

Her Telekinesis couldn’t handle such weight, and she was forced to the ground as gravity claimed her.

"You can’t carry me. You’re too weak," Zarek shouted, then lightly jumped up with Melissa in his embrace. The pressure on the female soldier immediately lifted, and she was finally able to fly again.

Then, just as Zarek moved swiftly, he returned and caught her, shouting:

"Let go of your Telekinesis!"

"Okay..." The woman was stunned and couldn’t react for a moment, but she instinctively obeyed his command and withdrew her Telekinesis from the sword.

Zarek caught both women with one arm and used his own Telekinesis to fly with the sword.

After all, his Telekinesis was strong, strongest among all Level Nines. Maybe someone could compare to him, but none could surpass him.

The sword quickly flew through the air, traveling to another soldier, and Zarek began helping them one by one, simply tanking the dragons’ attacks and spells, which significantly reduced the pressure on the human army.

Zarek looked like a heroic figure, his long golden hair fluttering in the wind, two women in his arms, there was no stopping his march. He rescued everyone who was in danger from the dragons’ spells.

However, most of those he rescued were weaker than a Telekinetic Master and couldn’t put much pressure on the dragons. As a result, the dragons continued their advance into the Dragon Kingdom.

Of course, at the same time, Zarek also earned the gratitude of the soldiers around him.

Although they were at the bottom of the rankings, they made up the largest numbers and of course, that kind of quantity could leave quite a dent in overall influence.

All so that Zarek wouldn’t end up under a guillotine.

"Thank you," another soldier said in gratitude as Zarek rescued him.

"It is my duty and responsibility." Zarek smiled gently and nodded, while mumbling in his heart: ’Hey, I helped you. You’ll testify after this whole mess, right?’

Anyway, as Zarek continued his march, his eyes shifted toward the hunched Grandmaster.

Battered blue and red from fighting five Rank Seven Dragons, the Grandmaster was completely overwhelmed by the pressure.

Even fighting four Rank Seven Dragons was already beyond his limit, now, facing five, he was being utterly humiliated and overwhelmed. If this continued, it wouldn’t take long for him to be completely defeated.

However, he also realized that if things went on like this, at least one dragon would die before he went down.

Observing the scene, Zarek’s pupils shone with thoughtfulness. He didn’t want a massacre of humans, he wanted balance between the dragons and the humans.

No, a slaughter went completely against his goal.

"Lady," he said, jerking his left hand and startling the Level Six Telekinetic User.

"Y... yeah?" she stammered, startled, looking at Zarek with wide eyes as she struggled to respond.

"Do you have a spare sword?" Zarek asked in a calm tone.

"I do," she answered instinctively, her mind still catching up with everything.

Zarek felt a flicker of annoyance. She’s a bit on the slow side but as long as she did her job, it wasn’t a problem.

After she took out her sword, Zarek glanced at her and handed Melissa, still unconscious at the moment, into her arms.

"Take care of her."

"Yes." She accepted Melissa, mounted the sword, and activated her Telekinesis. As her mind finally cleared, she looked at Zarek, about to speak.

But he had already moved, speeding past her in a blur, his image vanishing into the wind.

"I—"

She could only stop mid-sentence, then shook her head with a hint of pity.

Then she looked at Melissa and froze on the spot. Her body trembled in fear, her pupils dilated completely, and even her toes curled from the sheer terror surging through her.

She spoke in a voice filled with horror:

"Princess of Carnage!?"

***

Zarek quickly reached the hunched Telekinetic Grandmaster and the surrounding dragons, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly.

He was waiting for the perfect opportunity to act, he couldn’t afford to be too abrupt about it.

From the look of the battlefield, the outcome was already clear: the dragons would emerge victorious, and Drayken and the others would return triumphantly to the Dragon Kingdom.

Now, it was down to the battered Telekinetic Grandmaster and the five Rank Seven dragons.

At this moment, the Grandmaster was severely injured, his body assaulted by extreme cold, so intense that even water exposed to the air would freeze instantly under Eleanor’s spell, combined with the attacks of the other Rank Seven dragons.

The hunched Telekinetic Grandmaster tried to retreat, but Eleanor stepped in front of him and unleashed a beam of frosty ice straight at his weakened form.

In an instant, the already-injured Grandmaster’s condition worsened. His eyes drooped dangerously, his body nearly encased in ice, and his vital functions began rapidly shutting down.

"I cannot lose to mere Rank Seven dragons like this!" the frail Grandmaster suddenly roared. His Telekinetic power exploded outward, shattering the ice encasing his body.

Then, with bloodshot eyes burning with madness as he stared towards Eleanor.

A madness that screamed for a life in exchange for his own.

Just then, a shadow shot forward at incredible speed, flying past everyone’s stunned eyes and struck Eleanor.

But Eleanor reacted in time, exhaling a wave of frost to halt his advance.

However, the shadow was halted only for a few seconds before it resumed its advance.