Wait for Me

These words were known only to him and Alice.

“Black, come here.”

Alice smiled faintly, extending a hand towards him.

For a moment, Black was in a daze.

It seemed as though he was about to drown in this boundless tenderness.

He hesitated and took two or three steps forward.

But just then, that Alice moved!

In her hand, the sword Crimson Soul had appeared!

The blade flashed with red light, carrying a sharp killing intent, and suddenly thrust towards Black’s heart!

“Black, be careful!”

Kristine cried out in alarm.

The intense killing intent instantly jolted Black awake!

He dodged to the side on pure instinct!

“Rip!”

The tip of the Crimson Soul sword grazed his chest.

It tore a gash in the Dragon-Slaying Guard uniform on his chest, leaving behind a ghastly, bloody mark!

Black’s brows furrowed tightly as he retreated again and again.

He dodged the successive attacks from Alice.

After dodging several times.

Black discovered that although this phantom was a bit higher in level than the real Alice.

The way she used her spiritual power was exactly the same as the clumsy Alice from the very beginning.

Every time she swung her sword, more than half of the spiritual power was dissipated.

The real Alice, under his tutelage, had long since mastered the state of unity between person and sword.

Black’s gaze became sharp and cold once more.

He stared at the phantom that was attacking him frantically.

His voice carried a hint of mockery and anger.

“An empty shell, devoid of her spirit.”

“You’re not even qualified to imitate her!”

Immediately, Black turned his head and shouted to Kristine.

“Kristine, Holy Judgment!”

Kristine understood at once and waved her staff.

A pure golden light enveloped Black.

Holy Judgment had a natural restraining effect on dark-attribute existences like phantoms, shadows, and the undead.

Feeling the warm, bright aura, Black threw the two Shadow Swords to the ground.

He turned and pulled out the Overlord Spear that was stabbed into the ground beside him.

He faced Alice.

On the Hordier, Black and Alice had sparred countless times.

At the beginning, when he was Level 10, he was often beaten soundly by Alice.

Therefore, Black was extremely familiar with Alice’s swordsmanship style and combat habits.

“Clang!”

They exchanged blows for several rounds.

The phantom Alice was very strong.

But Black could always predict the trajectory of her attacks in advance.

He dodged and blocked, deflecting her force with ease.

“Hiss hiss!”

The Phantom Dragon let out an anxious shriek.

It had never expected that the phantom it had so carefully constructed would have such a hard time even touching its opponent.

It desperately channeled its psychic power, trying to make the phantom display even greater strength.

Under this forced channeling, Alice’s attacks became even more frenzied, coming like a torrential storm!

However, this reckless onslaught only made her flaws even more obvious.

‘Now!’

A sharp light burst from Black’s eyes. He seized a huge opening as Alice swung her sword.

The Overlord Spear precisely flicked upwards.

“Clang!”

With a crisp sound, the Crimson Soul sword in Alice’s hand was sent flying into the air.

Black did not take the opportunity to pierce through the phantom.

With a flick of his wrist, the tip of the Overlord Spear drew an arc.

It gently tapped the red ribbon that tied Alice’s hair.

“Snap!”

The ribbon broke.

Alice’s long, light pink hair fell loose, covering part of her face.

This image, with its mix of stubbornness and a hint of fragility, was more like the Alice in Black’s heart.

Alice’s movements froze for a moment.

In that instant of daze, Black abandoned his spear and rushed forward. Not with a weapon, but with open arms.

With all his strength, he pulled the long-haired Alice tightly into his embrace!

The phantom’s body was cold, without a trace of warmth.

Black buried his head in the crook of her neck.

In a hoarse voice, he whispered in her ear, word by word.

“Wait for me.”

“I will make the Dragon King of Madness go back to its seal, and I will wake you up.”

After saying this, Black’s arms suddenly tightened!

“Crack!”

The phantom in his arms was covered in countless cracks, like shattered porcelain.

She raised her head and looked at Black one last time with those vacant red eyes.

Then, with a crisp sound, she completely disintegrated.

She turned into a sky full of light particles that slowly dissipated into the air.

Black stood in place, still in an embracing posture, panting slightly.

The emotional impact of that moment had drained his spirit more than any attack.

The phantom was gone.

His gaze, as cold as the harshest ice, locked onto the culprit that had created the illusion.

The Phantom Dragon!

Continuously controlling a large number of student puppets.

And then creating a powerful, lifelike phantom.

It had clearly consumed a lot of the Phantom Dragon’s power.

Black could feel that its current state was definitely not good.

It was time to end this battle.

To prevent the Phantom Dragon from reading his memories again, he decisively gave up on close combat.

‘Let Jörmungandr handle it.’

Black decided.

He planned to summon Jörmungandr directly and kill it in one shot!

Let this evil dragon that loved to play with minds go and have a chat with that even more terrifying existence.

“Kristine, restore my stats, especially my magic!”

Black shouted without turning his head.

“Okay!”

“Healing!”

“Magic Infusion!”

Kristine waved her staff, and the green light of a healing spell and a pure stream of magical power flowed into Black’s body.

It quickly replenished his previous consumption.

Once his magic had recovered to a certain level, Black’s eyes sharpened.

He clenched his hand into a fist and shouted!

“Summoning!”

Holding nothing back, he emptied all the recovered magic from his body.

He poured it all into this summon!

The water elements in the air gathered frantically, and the temperature plummeted.

A ghostly blue magic circle, far larger than the one for summoning the Azure Sea Dragon, spread out on the ground!

The powerful magical fluctuations made the entire area tremble slightly!

“ROAR!”

A deep dragon roar from the ancient abyss echoed, carrying with it supreme majesty.

The next moment, a behemoth appeared within the magic circle!

It was a flood dragon over ten meters long, its entire body covered in ghostly blue scales.

Its pair of serpentine eyes was terrifyingly cold.

The moment Jörmungandr appeared, it released a terrifying pressure.

The Level 60 Phantom Dragon was like it had met a great enemy and let out a terrified “hiss.”

Its body trembled, and it almost knelt down in submission.

This reaction was just like the Calamity Beast’s back then.

“What… what kind of dragon is this?”

Leon’s eyes widened. He had never seen a dragon of this form in the “Illustrated Guide to Draconic Species.”

Kristine was also extremely shocked.

What made her heart palpitate even more was this.

When this ghostly blue flood dragon appeared, she felt a force in her mind stir uncontrollably.

A certain existence was surging in her mind.

It was questioning, it was trembling, it was terrified.

Black didn’t hesitate for a moment, enduring the weakness from excessive magic consumption.

He directly issued the kill command to Jörmungandr.

“Abyssal Death Ray!”