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538 Reinforcements

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After Adam had disappeared from the spot, bringing Stratford along with him, silence resumed in the Weeping Woods.

It wasn't until the weeping trees had begun howling again that everyone snapped back to their senses, completely thunderstruck by what had just transpired before them.

Needless to say, the townsfolk were the most shocked by the arrival of Stratford.

More precisely, they were astounded to learn that the ancestor whom they had revered for almost all their lives was, in fact, an ancient werewolf who did not care about them at all.

Many of them dropped to the ground, their eyes tearing up as they drowned in denial. While a few of them looked for a way out of the mess they found themselves in.

However, seeing the weeping trees still surrounding them caused them to feel utterly helpless.

Rayna, who was standing right beside Kenley, glanced at the spot where Adam and Stratford had just disappeared.

She suddenly came to a realization and muttered softly, "Our ancestor… No, I mean that monster said that we have his blood running in our veins, but not his venom…

"Could it be the potion that Lord Constantine made me drink was actually an antidote that counteracted the venom?"

Kenley looked at her and nodded. "Indeed. If Lord Constantine hadn't given you as well as the rest of these people here that antidote, you all would have turned into abominations."

Rayna gasped in astonishment, her body involuntarily shuddering in horror.

She couldn't even begin to imagine just what kind of person would inject poison into their descendants' bodies for their selfish objectives.

Were we nothing but pawns in his eyes, she thought in despair.

Aiden's eyes were filled with shock as well as excitement as he exclaimed, "Did you see?! Did you see how Professor fought with that werewolf?! A-Amazing! So that is Professor's true combat strength? A Magus who can fight Magi higher-ranked than him?!"

"More importantly, did you see how he teleported?!" Art chimed in. "He was able to cast that spell without using any magical components! How was he even able to do that? His teleportation spell was also instantaneous… he just kept blinking around the place!"

While Adam's two students were lost in being fascinated by their mentor's skills, Eleiney thought of something very crucial.

She looked at the Magi present and stated, "Before leaving, Professor said that reinforcements were coming. Does any of you know what he was talking about?"

Art and Aiden shook their heads. They wondered if people from the Herbalist's Guild were going to show up.

After all, Adam had told them that he was here on a mission given by them. So it made sense that Magi from the guild arrived here as reinforcements.

Kenley and Wagner, on the other hand, glanced at each other and instantly realized whom Adam was referring to.

The Twilight Brotherhood!

However, this wasn't something that they could tell the rest about. The Brotherhood, after all, was a clandestine organization whose very existence only a small portion of the Magi in Tron were privy to.

Knowing that help from the Brotherhood was arriving, they couldn't help but feel at ease. Although they had the black orb in their possession, they didn't know how long they would have to traverse the Weeping Woods.

But if more Magi arrived from the Brotherhood, they would be able to leave this place with much greater ease.

Kenley looked at the three young Magi and began, "Let's not stay in one place. We might as well continue to move forward and meet up with the reinforcement midway."

The children nodded in understanding. Art clasped the black orb in his hand and solemnly stated, "Alright, let us resume—"

Right at that moment, the chill in the atmosphere suddenly intensified. It was already cold, to begin with, but now it had become even chillier. freёwebnoѵel.com

A mystical aura settled in the air, causing everything in the vicinity to become colder and colder. The townsfolk were the first to react as they couldn't stand the growing drop in temperature.

The Magi, on the other hand, instantly realized that this was the cause of a spell! They could feel the mana humming in the air around them.

Then, all the weeping trees in the vicinity were slowly covered in a layer of ice. It started with the roots, then the trunk, all the way to the tips of the branches.

One by one, all the trees around the large group turned into ice sculptures. This phenomenon continued to spread outward with no indication of stopping.

"W-What is happening?!"

"Why are the trees freezing?"

"Are we under attack again?!"

The townsfolk erupted in a frenzy. So many bad things had happened to them on this night that they couldn't help but think that they were once again in danger.

"This…" Eleiney looked at all the frozen trees in shock. "Could the reinforcements that Professor spoke about have already arrived?!"

THUNDER!

Suddenly, a sea of yellow-colored lightning emerged from the horizon. It swept through all the frozen weeping trees, destroying them into pieces.

When the lightning attack approached the large group, it magically separated and went around them, annihilating all the trees behind them.

The Magi standing at the forefront were shocked by this sudden turn of events. They couldn't help but wonder just who it was that could utilize magical spells to such frightening accuracy.

It didn't take long for the people responsible for the spell to appear before the group.

Amidst the frozen rubble and splintered wood, a group of Magi wearing dark, hooded cloaks emerged. They stood right before Adam's squad members, silently observing them.

Six people stood at the forefront of this group, the energy waves radiating from them clearly indicated that they were Rank 2 Magi! And behind them stood over a dozen Rank 1 Magi!

Such a force was more than enough to take down a Rank 3 Magus!

"A-Are you guys… the reinforcement Professor spoke of?" Art asked nervously.

The momentum with which this group had arrived caused his back to be drenched in cold sweat, and he couldn't help but become anxious.

"Professor?" Asked one of the hooded figures. "Is your Professor perhaps Magus Adam Constantine?"

Before Art or any of Adam's students could reply, Kenley and Wagner hurriedly ran toward the group and knelt down before them on one knee.

They covertly displayed their Twilight Medallions and respectfully said, "We humbly greet you, My Lords!"

Gazing at the crescent moon and the three five-pointed stars carved on the medallions, the hooded figure from before nodded. "Ah, I see. You both must be the Acolytes stationed at Stratford."

He paused for a moment before asking, "Now tell me, where is Brother Adam?"