Chapter 65 - Widow’s Crypt II (1/2)

Chapter 65: Widow’s Crypt II

Even amongst mana beasts, Snarlers were hideous creatures. With a thick grey fur coat, their 140cm bodies looked like muscular, mini gorillas. Their face, though, was a mix of a boar’s snout and tusks with beady red eyes and long ears. With their thick powerful-looking lower jaw protruding outwards, you wouldn’t think that they’d only be E stage mana beasts.

“GRRRRRRRR”

“SSNNNNRRRKKK”

“GRAAHHK! GRAAHHK!”

As dozens and dozens revealed themselves from hiding, the Snarlers started snapping their jaw while letting out low growls.

“P-Professor… are there supposed to be this many S-S-S-Snarlers?” One of uppercla.s.sman females in the other group stammered out.

“This is so odd. Even in the lower floors, there are never this many Snarlers bunched together.” Professor Glory braced herself and stayed firm. Because of the low moral in our cla.s.s, if even our professor took a step back in hesitation, everyone would panic.

“There are a lot of them but they aren’t impossible to handle. However, since this is just a cla.s.s excursion, I think it’s best to go back up, just in case. Safety is priority right now.” Just as Professor Glory started slowly ushering everyone back towards the stairs, a fireball flew past her and exploded in a crowd of Snarlers.

“BOOOM!” As the fireball exploded, six Snarlers all shot out in different directions and lay motionless.

“See? These nasty little beasts are weak. Professor, don’t tell me you brought us all here just to go back? Even a small fire spell was enough to kill six of them.” Lucas scoffed as he lowered his staff.

I could tell Professor Glory was hesitant because of the unusual amount of Snarlers suddenly appearing in the first floor.

“I-I think we should try and train here, Professor.” Curtis has a determined look on his face as several other students, because of Lucas’ display, gained confidence as well.

The Snarlers that have all come out seemed a bit frightened now, as they warily keep their distance, studying us with their unintelligent eyes.

“Okay, but if I feel that something isn’t right, we’re immediately out of here, understood?” With a stern voice, she waits for the cla.s.s to agree to her condition.

“Good. Split into your two teams and take different parts of the floor. We don’t want any friendly fire happening in here. And Lucas, if you do something like that again, there will be consequences.” Professor Glory shot a menacing look towards the c*cky blond, making him reluctantly comply.

“Prince Curtis, take your team and make your way towards the left side of the cave. Princess Tessia, take your team to the right of the cave and hold your ground. I’ll be keeping an eye on you guys at all times but stay vigilant and don’t underestimate the Snarlers, especially in these numbers.” With that, Professor Glory motioned for the two teams to rush forward.

“Arthur, I want you to be the vanguard since you’re the best in close range. Clive and Roland, you guys take positions to his left and right behind him and make sure he’s covered. Lucas stay in the center between Arthur, Clive and Roland; I’ll cover your back. We’re going in the diamond position we learned in cla.s.s!” As soon as we headed towards the miniature army of Snarlers, Tessia’s shy self all but disappeared as her Student President side took over.

“GRRRAHHKK!!”

“KHHRRAAA! KRRAAH!”

“Oh f.u.c.k, f.u.c.k, f*ck.” Roland, obviously intimidated by the fifty-odd Snarlers all snapping their jaws at us, took out his weapon, which just looked like a handle of a sword.

Clive also took out his metal short bow from his dimension ring and he drew it back. Where the arrow should have been was a long metal needle wrapped in gusts of wind.

I take out Dawn’s Ballad as well, which was still wrapped in white cloth. I left it sheathed and lowered myself, getting ready for a quick draw in case any of them suddenly jumped.

“Spread and destroy! Ember wisp!” As we approached the horde of Snarlers, Lucas released one of his favorite spells and soon started floating around us.

“CRRAAHK!!” Reaching just 5 meters from the horde, I tucked my sword in tightly to my waist and prepared to draw as more than ten of them jumped towards us.

Dashing even faster, I leaned forward even lower and augmented the sword still inside its sheathe. Augmenting a wind to acc.u.mulate inside, I had to use all of my strength to keep my blade from coming out of its sheathe until the last minute. With the same theory as a loaded spring, I waited until I was just in front of the airborne Snarlers before I released the pressurized blade.

“FWWAAAHH! BOOM!” As the speed of my blade broke the sound barrier, I winced in pain as I felt my shoulder dislocating. That skill worked a lot better than I thought it would…I really shouldn’t experiment with skills in actual battles.

The front line of the Snarlers both in the air and on the ground was either knocked back or cut in half but I couldn’t follow up with anything as my right arm dangled, dropping my sword.

“GRHHAAK!” Several more Snarlers took the place of the fallen and galloped towards me, using all four limbs now.

“Fweeee~” Several arrows whizzed by me and promptly impaled some of the Snarlers almost on me.

I look back and give Clive a nod before picking up my sword with my left hand. As I look to my left, Roland was wielding a whip made of water as he gripped the handle he brought out in the beginning. The water whip whirled erratically as some attacks missed the target by a large margin, making me think that Roland was still learning his family’s art.

The cave glowed in red and blue as different fire spells went off from both our side and the other team’s side. The Snarlers were trying to surround us as they began spreading out and keeping their distance. The ember wisps that Lucas summoned were still shooting off small streams of fire but the Snarlers were getting crafty, throwing chunks of ice from the ground at the wisps in hopes of extinguishing them.

“Arthur, are you okay?” Tess sees me clutching my arm as she’s fighting off two Snarlers.

“Um… I think I’ll be fine.” I grit my teeth and position my right arm between my legs as I prepare to pop the shoulder back in.