Chapter 815: Young Purple Dragon (1/2)

The huge blue flame wrapped around Daryl as the earth shook. With Daryl at the center, the earth seemed to set off a sort of wave made of crushed rock!

Daryl's location instantly sank eight meters, but the surrounding earth rose up like a huge earthen tidal wave. Wherever it passed, the ground bulged and collapsed.

The waves travelled four to five hundred meters before they subsided, and the ground within was already blown apart. The ground had originally been smooth like a slab of marble, but now was like a layer of countless fragments with the biggest one not surpassing the size of a fist.

As the impact of the horrifying explosion spread, the poisonmist all around them was swept away. There was no more poisonmist within five hundred meters, and even the air was a lot thinner. At the center of the area, the air was even cleanly exhausted.

After two seconds, over a hundred lightning spear shadows rushed out from the blue flames.

Daryl's battered and exhausted body could be seen within the blue flames. His heavy armor had already become dilapidated, and his skin was covered with burnt scars. His proud magic resistance couldn't prevent him from being injured by magic.

There was black smoke all over Daryl's body. His face was flushed and he was shivering, but the worst had yet to come.

Most of the air within a few hundred meters had been pushed away, especially at the center where the air was even thinner. Within those few meters, a vacuum had been created by the formidable power.

The bursting power dissipated, and the air and poisonmist that had been blown away were now flowing back.

The poisonmist was thicker than usual as it rushed over from all directions. The crackling sound of thunder echoed as Daryl once again suffered.

His face was black and white as he sensed for the first time what kind of power was contained within the most ordinary air.

Daryl's expression changed as his body started being corroded by the poisonmist, which kept pouring into his body.

Normally, he could stay here for an hour without being corroded in the slightest by the poisonmist and remain for three hours without being in mortal danger.

But now, because of the poisonmist being repulsed and then converging, he was now suffering from its corrosion.

Before Lin Yun made another move, Daryl bellowed, ”Damn bastard, using the poisonmist to attack me isn't fair! Is that your ability? Trashy Okland mages are always so despicable. If the terrain here were more favorable, your heart would have already been pierced by my lightning spear!”

Daryl snarled and glared at Lin Yun begrudgingly. With the poisonmist corroding his body and mana, continuing to fight would only accelerate the corrosion.

Even if he ended up winning, he would be terribly injured, and it would take a long time for him to recover to his peak.

Daryl was angry and sullen. 'That damn b*stard, to actually be so despicable that he'd use this poisonmist to fight. Okland's mages are really treacherous! He isn't afraid of this place's corrosion, while I still have to resist it while fighting.

'This is just unfair! If we were fighting in a place that didn't affect me, I would have already turned that b*stard's face into a honeycomb!

Lin Yun sneered as Daryl angrily criticized him. He casually threw Daryl a potion.

”I'll give you the opportunity to kill me.”

Daryl's expression became grim when he saw that potion flying at him, and he instantly used a wind spell to keep the potion at a safe distance from him.

He looked at that potion from a dozen meters away, and then looked at Lin Yun's sneer. An expression of uncertainty appeared on Daryl's face.

The bottle was holding a mysterious dark green potion with a tint of purple, but it didn't look dangerous. Recalling that Lin Yun had a way to resist the poisonmist, Daryl somewhat understood.

'That potion might be the reason that damn b*stard can walk here like he's on a leisure trip. But how could that damn b*stard be kind enough to give me the potion to resist the poisonmist?

'How could Okland's mages be so straightforward and upright? This must be a plot! Yes, this is definitely that damn b*stard's plot, he wants to poison me even more with that potion so that he can easily kill me!

'No... He already has the upper hand right now, and I'm already showing signs of poisonmist corrosion. He doesn't need to do anything to kill me, he only needs to keep me tied up here for some time, and the corrosion will worsen.