Celestial Bloodline

Kyle appeared behind a wall and released a huge breath. He heard Emion's loud words and vanished from his spot again.

Due to Emion's angry cry, a lot of people from the dark race returned and surrounded the platform with vigilant eyes.

Emion extended his nails to tear the dwarf who was nearest to him, but before he could touch the dwarf, cold blue flames surged around him. Surprised, he waved his hand to extinguish the flames with his pressure. But instead of stopping the flames shone with intensity and covered the platform completely. However, strangely enough, the flames did not touch Alec or the other captive.

The flying people from the dark race jumped to stop the flames with their attacks, but they were stunned because the flames engulfed every attack and turned it into glistening ice.

Alec watched the surging flames with bated breath. He couldn't help but question himself. Was the one using the flames really Kyle? Suddenly, he felt a cold tug on his wrists. The moment he looked back a pair of bright green eyes stared back at him in exasperation.

A curse slipped out of his mouth when Kyle ripped the rope from his wrists forcefully. He wanted to speak but Kyle spoke first.

"Help others and run. I am going to leave the moment my mana is down."

Alec opened his mouth but Kyle's figure vanished right before his eyes. He rubbed his wrists and swiftly untied the rope from Carcel's wrists. The duo looked at each other and hurriedly went to untie the others. They did not have their weapons and their mana was low. So, fighting was out of the question.

A frustrated cry slipped out of Emion's throat as he flapped his wings roughly to disperse the surging flames. The flames tried to penetrate his skin but they failed miserably when a heavy current enclosed him from head to toe.

Unlike Emion, the other flying Individuals from the dark race were too flustered to touch the flames. Their vigilant behavior made it easier for Alec and Carcel to untie everyone smoothly.

Emion glared at his people with bloodied eyes.

"Stop staring you idiots and grab them! If they escaped today I am going to punish you all!"

Regardless, he flapped his wings angrily, and a large black vortex formed behind him. His eyes traveled around the platform to find the silver-haired human.

"You bastard! If I can not find you I will just crush everything completely!"

True to his words, the vortex spun violently and extended in size repeatedly. Dark ominous current crackled around it, as it soared above the platform, ready to engulf everything.

The flying people around Emion cried out in panic when they saw the vortex. They could not believe the weak ants forced their leader to use his strongest skill! Instantly, they escaped to save their lives.

A crazy laughter spilled out from Emion's mouth as he clenched his fists.

"DIE!"

As soon as his words fell, the vortex moved, but suddenly a figure materialized in the air. Kyle ran his hand through his hair and cocked a finger at his face.

"What scared?"

Emion forehead throbbed as blood rushed to his head. He waved his hand and the moving vortex changed its direction toward Kyle.

"You insolent! Just Die die!"

Kyle frown. He wanted to vanish but Alec and the others were not that far from the platform. He knew if he disappeared now, Emion would throw the vortex at them.

That's why instead of teleporting away, he curled his fingers around his sword and gazed at Emion with bated breath. In the next second, a loud sound of metal hitting metal rang out in the platform as Emion stopped Kyle's sword with his pointy nails.

Emion raised his brow, shocked because the strength of Kyle's attack was too weak.

"You! You!"

He stuttered due to the intense humiliation he felt in his chest. The human was clearly so much weaker! How the hell did he dare to attack him head-on?

Kyle's eyes widened when Emion easily snatched his sword and pushed him toward the vortex. He cursed under his breath and vanished from his spot. Countless ice spears formed around him as he appeared behind Emion.

"Give me back my weapon!"

Emion snapped back but he staggered backward when countless ice spears zoomed toward him with lightning-fast speed.

He flapped his wings to destroy the ice spears. However, at that moment, a barrage of thunder arrows poured down from the sky, straight on his head.

"What!?"

His grip on the sword faltered as he moved his hands to stop the arrows. The sword dropped to the ground with a loud click.

Kyle vanished from his spot and picked it up immediately. With a sigh, he gazed at the vortex and chuckled coldly.

"Let's see if you can confront the vortex you created."

He appeared in front of Emion and kicked his chest with all the strength he could muster. The man staggered due to the sudden attack and Kyle punched his face with a cold expression.

A cry slipped out from Emion's mouth and the sudden force sent him a few meters back. Kyle clicked his tongue.

"Just a little more and he would have been engulfed by the vortex."

Before Emion could snap at him, he vanished from his spot. Kyle hissed when he appeared in the air. He waved his hand. The punch he delivered to Emion's face almost broke his bones.

He gazed down at the running figures and followed behind them in mid-air. Beneath him, Alec and others jumped and dodged an attack coming from behind.

Kyle waved his hand and a familiar blue spear appeared in his hand.

"Good thing I picked it up on time."

He raised the spear above his head and threw it at one of the winged men flying behind Alec. The man cried out in pain as Kyle dived down toward Alec.

He couldn't help but ask when his flying figure appeared beside Alec.

"Hey, tell me how did you offend Emion?"

Alec gazed at him with bated breath.

"I... wanted to save someone."

Kyle glanced at Carcel.

"What about you?"

Carcel rolled in another direction with a curse.

"I wanted to save the one who wanted to save someone else!"