Chapter 505: Chapter 23 Escape

However, as the attack was launched, two Eighth Rank Dragon Blood Guards seemed to sense some anomaly as well. The magic attack that was about to reach the central Barrier and the ground Rune circle suddenly stalled in mid-air, then even slowly retracted back.

This was a magic control unique to the Eighth Rank Professionals. At this Level, since their Magic Power and Will had completely unified, all their Spells could be compared to an arm temporarily stretching out, fully controlled by their own Will.

“Wait, there seems to be some sort of special defense system here.”

At the same time, Yasila also reacted, a serious glint flashing through his dark gold eyes, as he abruptly raised his hand, and a transparent ripple emanated from the arm Armor on his right arm.

With the passage of the ripple, everything in the room except for the spherical Barrier at the center was covered with a layer of bright red flowing light, resembling a terrifying being opening its gaping maw, ready to devour the three of them.

Seeing this scene, the complexions of the three people changed slightly.

“It seems to be a self-destruct type of trap. If deemed an enemy invasion, this place will be completely turned into a death zone, with everything inside the chamber subjected to indiscriminate destruction.

According to the feedback from the detection device, the power of this trap is likely beyond our ability to cope.”

With the help of a special detection Mysterious Object, after carefully identifying the areas that were especially highlighted by the ripple from earlier, a Dragon Blood Secret Guard spoke, recognizing the hidden dangers here.

“Your Highnesses, is there any way to disable the trap here? The sword inside that Barrier is very important to me!”

After pondering for several seconds, Yasila looked determinedly at his two close Guards.

“I’m afraid… it’s difficult. Non-violent methods of breaking such a specially High Rank Array are not our strong suit, Your Highness Yasila.”

The two exchanged glances, and finally, the slightly more powerful Simus spoke cautiously, breaking Yasila’s hope.

It is well known that the Aslade Family’s greatest strength actually lies in the legacy of the Dragon Knights, not in profound magic aptitude.

“Perhaps, we could set up a Delayed Spell here for detonation? Once the self-destruction system is triggered, then we can figure out a way to take the sword?”

Morag offered another solution—if the bomb can’t be defused, why not just set it off?

“But if we do that and it ends up destroying everything inside the Barrier, including the sword, what should we do then?”

Listening to his colleague’s idea, Simus couldn’t help pouring cold water on it.

“…No, wait, Lord Morag’s suggestion might indeed be the best option we have right now.”

But Yasila suddenly seemed to have thought of something and quickly raised his hand to stop Simus.

“As for whether the sword will be destroyed by the self-destruction system, you need not worry too much. If that really is the sword I imagine it to be, then a self-destruction system without the force of rules will definitely not be enough to destroy it.

And if it does get destroyed, then it only proves that the sword is a fake.”

Having decided on a plan, worried that others might find this place first, the three acted swiftly to set up the Delayed Magic Trap and then quickly evacuated.

Anvis, who was watching from the shadows, also left hastily. In his Perception, the intense sense of impending death was getting stronger, and even though he was already far away from that chamber, it still lingered over his heart.

Damn, that wouldn’t be the self-destruction device for the entire ruins, would it?

While fleeing towards the entrance of the ruins, Anvis couldn’t help but mutter cynically to himself.

The one who stole the Sword of King Selection from the hands of the Empire Royal Family years ago was a mysterious Ninth Rank Limit powerhouse.

As a secret laboratory of a Ninth Rank Limit, it also utilized Subspace technology, which meant it was not actually located in the Main World. To escape this place, one had to go through the laboratory’s original entrance in this fragmented space.

Anvis didn’t believe that his avatar could withstand the power of the defensive measures left by the adversary.

Meanwhile, the three who were just as swiftly leaving the secret chamber, unexpectedly encountered a familiar figure on the way.

“Yo, isn’t that Yasila? Where are you hurrying off to?”

With the sound of a somewhat frivolous voice, a massive Magic Power Barrier suddenly rose in front of the three, the strong destructive black currents flowing through it making all three frown.

“Blocking our way here, do you seek to wage war with me, Sikasa Enoch?”

A shadow passed over Yasila’s dark gold eyes as her hand already rested on the hilt at her waist, her fierce gaze locked onto the young man in front of them, who had black hair, silver eyes, and was holding a disproportionately long Magic Wand, as if ready to strike at any disagreement.

“Oh dear, I am so scared— To be threatened by the powerful Seventh Rank, Yasila Aslade!”

But the young man obstructing their path exaggerated a look of mock terror. Accompanied by the Eighth Rank aura he exuded, it gave off a strong impression of sarcasm.

The next instant, his expression suddenly returned to neutral, as if he had switched to a different persona.

“However, the direction you appeared from is the core area of the ruins, isn’t it? Planning to leave now? Then, how about sharing what you’ve found with me? Or should I conduct the search myself?”

As he spoke, three silver-white Secret Magic Statues slowly emerged from the shadows behind him, each radiating the Magic Power of the Eighth Rank. And judging by their subtly resonating vibrations, it appeared that the three statues could perform special combined attacks.

Among the Empire’s upper echelons, the Enock and Aslade Families are notoriously at odds. Even though the Aslades’ relations with the other two of the Four Great Families are also poor, they are far from reaching the level of hostility they have with the Enock family.

The Enock family believes that the members of the Aslade family are a bunch of uncivilized, bloodthirsty beasts that only rely on their brute force to instinctively shred their prey with claws and teeth, utterly degrading the term ‘Nobles’.

Meanwhile, the Aslade family considers those from Enock to be nothing but arrogant bookworms who only avoid direct combat and cast Spells from a distance, with expressions as if everything is under their control, utterly nauseating.

“Get lost, Sikasa! I have no time to entangle with you right now.”

Yasila was also somewhat anxious being blocked by a rival family member, a flash of fierce light in her eyes as she swiftly released a charged slash that she had been powering up.

Although not capable of seeing glimpses of the near future like Anvis, a sense of crisis, as if a blade hung above his head, also loomed persistently in his heart.

Because of this, he didn’t bother with further words, directly unleashing his full-strength attack, intending to force his way through Sikasa’s unprepared black thunder barrier.

But Sikasa simply waved his Magic Wand, and a succession of negative statuses instantly wrapped around Yasila. Weakness, Slow, Freeze, Curse, Perception Distortion, Gravity Change, Space Folding…

Even though Yasila’s Armor and Talisman blocked many of the controls, Sikasa’s actual strength was ultimately superior to Yasila’s.

The forceful sword strike against the black thunder barrier had just a fraction of its original power left, maybe one-fifth or one-third.

The barrier easily blocked his attack, and the black thunder that crawled up the blade even caused Yasila a minor injury.

“What are you in such a hurry for?”

Sikasa’s silver-white eyes twinkled with indifferent radiance, keenly noting Yasila’s urgency that differed from the norm.

This was his battle state, where all meaningless emotions would calm, and his perception, calculation ability, and spiritual power would be specially enhanced.

At this time, his statues were already entangling the two Eighth Ranks on the opposite side, and it would take no more than ten minutes for him to completely subdue Yasila.

After assessing the current strengths of both sides, and realizing he couldn’t break through the opponent’s blockade quickly, Yasila, without time to explain, immediately deactivated the Delayed Spell he had prepared earlier, not wanting to be buried there with the annoying adversary.

But upon dispelling the magic, Yasila was horrified to discover that the terrible sense of crisis had not disappeared at all!