Chapter 196: Safe
After having obtained the weapon, Edward lay on top of the cliff, gasping for air. He looked at the spear in his hand and grinned, "You better be worth all that trouble."
The spear looked unassuming. But it had to be special, considering it was one of the rewards inside the House of Cards.
Its shaft was made from a type of black iron that shimmered with a faint, ethereal glow from time to time. Engraved along the shaft were intricate runes that seemed to pulse like the rhythm of a heartbeat.
Suddenly a thought occurred to Edward and he infused his lightning mana into the spear. The next moment, the runes on the shaft lit up and greedily absorbed the mana.
Edward's eyes lit up. "As I thought!"
He got up to his feet and thrust the spear in a random direction.
BOOM!
The lightning earlier absorbed by the shaft was discharged through the tip of the spear.
"Hahaha! This weapon seems to be tailor-made for those who wield lightning!" Edward laughed out loud as he looked at the spearhead.
It was forged from a mysterious silver metal and its edges were razor-sharp. Runes were carved on the blade as well, reflecting the colors of thunder and lightning.
Edward felt a great affinity with this weapon even though he had never held a spear before. He swung it around haphazardly, a toothy grin forming on his face.
"Spear is considered to be an easier weapon to master compared to a sword anyway. All I have to do is stick my enemies with the pointy end."
He danced with the spear in hand for a long time, completely lost in the moment. Suddenly, he stopped and anxiety slowly began to bubble up inside him.
"Wait a minute! It's been three months already since I entered the pyramid. It should be about time we are teleported outside."
He recalled the detailed notes left behind by the generations of elders from the Turner Family. He couldn't help but feel nervous.
If I'm not wrong, there's bound to be intense fighting outside. I must take this time to replenish my mana reserves as much as—
However, the next moment, the space around him distorted and he disappeared!
...
Edward felt suffocated for what felt like forever, at the same time it felt like it was only an instant. Such was the feeling of teleportation. Not only space but even the concept of time was twisted out of proportion.
The youth felt like he was floating in emptiness, but the next moment, his feet touched the ground. He found it difficult to keep balance, the teleportation having altered his state of equilibrium.
Moreover, he also felt extremely giddy, wanting to throw up.
Suddenly!
He felt intense bloodlust aimed at him. Loud warning bells rang in his mind as the killing intent of a handful of people—four, to be precise—bore through his body.
Edward's heart sank. He was not in the best state to fight. Not only did he barely have any mana and stamina, but he couldn't even stand straight.
His expression turned solemn and at the last moment, he expended all his remaining mana into his newly-acquired spear. Then, choosing to trust his instincts, he swung the spear horizontally.
The shaft absorbed all the lightning mana and transported it to the spearhead. The entirety of the spear was coated in blue lightning. When Edward swung it, a wave of lightning spread outward, slamming against the incoming Magi.
BOOM!
The Magi were swept off their feet and thrown back, their bodies electrocuted. When they landed on the ground a few meters away, they were already burnt to crisp. One could still see little lightning bolts streaking across their bodies.
Seeing this unexpected turn of events, the surrounding Magi were shocked—figuratively, of course. But the next moment, greed flashed in their eyes.
Some of them rushed toward the four tasered Magi who were now unconscious, while some dashed toward Edward who had dropped to his knees, completely helpless.
The four Magi who had attacked Edward earlier were easily killed by the other Magi and had their corpses looted. Whereas, the two Magi who were approaching Edward now had already brandished their weapons, ready to kill him and steal his belongings.
As Edward saw the two approach him with cruel intentions, he gritted his teeth and tried to get to his feet. However, he had no energy left at all. He fell back down miserably.
Damn it! He cursed inwardly.
Just when the two Magi were about to attack him, a black-
cloaked figure with long, raven hair tied into a ponytail appeared out of nowhere and stood before him.
With great ease, the figure grabbed the heads of the two incoming Magi and viciously slammed them into the ground.
BAM!
As the figure rose back up, his hand had already turned wet and crimson from the blood of the two Magi. The figure then gazed at the other Magi who were approaching Edward.
A simple gaze caused them to shudder and kept them at bay.
Edward, thinking that another enemy—a strong one at that—
had appeared, forced himself to get to his feet, gathered whatever strength he could, and stabbed his spear at the black-robed figure.
Without even looking back, the figure effortlessly grabbed the shaft of the spear.
Edward's pupils shrunk. Although his attack was not the most powerful one and wasn't infused with mana, it could surely deal damage simply based on the sheer amount of physical strength he had exerted.
But the fact that nothing happened to this robed figure made Edward's heart sink further.
Is this it? He thought to himself as fear gripped his being.
The next moment, however, a familiar voice drifted into his ears, clearing all the negative feelings clouding his heart.
"Fatty, it's me."
Edward was stunned. He gazed at the person in front of him and muttered in puzzlement, "Adam?"
Adam turned around and looked at him with a teasing smirk. "No, it is I, your father."
"Heh." Edward smiled weakly. "I'll leave the rest to you."
As soon as he realized that Adam was here, an intense wave of fatigue, one that he was desperately holding back, washed over him and he immediately lost consciousness.
It didn't matter how many Magi had surrounded him.
It didn't even matter if it was an entire army of them.
As long as Adam was with him...
He knew he was safe.