Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

"Don't worry yourself about them anymore," George said before adding, "I got your back with the pillar you've got and whenever I appear I'll make sure none of them will return home to tell the story."

Arthur nodded in content before recalling something. "Won't this cause the master some trouble?" he asked.

"Nah, we and them are already at war ages ago," George said before adding, "but it's a grander theatre that you'll have a long path to cross first before joining it."

"I hope one day I will," Arthur said.

"I'm sure you will," George laughed before adding, "go now and take the pillar. I'll be waiting for the others and be ready to kill those funny clowns."

Arthur cupped his hands and saluted George before heading towards the pillar to take it. For others here, this conversation was better understood by them. After all they were already aware of many secrets Arthur didn't know.

When he returned to the star map again, he had to wait for ten minutes until most of them appeared. They had to take the way from the garden to here, and midway they had to amend their wounded masters.

"It's lucky to have such support from higher ups," the moment they appeared in his star map, Mr. E said with a helpless smile.

"I don't think I quite understand everything," Arthur muttered.

"It's too early for you to know these things," Amanda said while Cesile patted on his shoulders as she said: "But it's quite admirable for you to attract all this attention," then she broke into laughter as she added, "from both academies, hehehe."

He didn't understand why she was laughing, but he noticed everyone else was smiling as well. "Sigh, I feel like being the only fool here," he said, shaking his head.

"Don't rush things, my dear son-in-law," Mr. E laughed and as he said this, Amanda returned to her usual self; glaring at him.

"C'mon, we need to finish these worlds before they adapt to your master," Mr. E hurried to say, trying to escape the angry looks of Amanda.

The next world they jumped into was the same as before. The world was filled with monsters everywhere; yet Mr. E wasn't that much interested in these small flies.

"Let's kill our path to the portal and return to deal with them later on," he ordered and Arthur just felt how lucky he was to have those strong helpers on his side.

During the path towards the portal he didn't need to launch a single arrow at all. They all did the work, killing with ease and causing enough devastation that exceeded hundreds of his arrows.

As they reached the portal, Mr. E turned to glance at Arthur with a serious face. "I'm not doubting your master, but if that stick didn't work you'll have to immediately retreat."

"I understand," Arthur wasn't so suicidal to begin with. He intended to do so if he couldn't deal with the masters inside.

"Let's go, we'll stick to our formation and tactic," Mr. E shouted before everyone nodded and they all entered the portal first then Arthur did last.

As he appeared in the new world, he noticed the fight erupted much faster than he initially thought. There were tens of black capped masters fighting the almost a hundred of his academy masters.

And the fight was such intense and mighty that he felt dreaded the moment he stepped there.

"Let's hope it works," he took out the stick from his necklace and held it with both hands. As he took it out, he realized he didn't know how to use it!

"Tsk, George didn't tell me anything related to that," he muttered before adding, "was this done on purpose or what?"

Just as he stood there for a whole minute, nothing changed in the stick or to those capped masters. Arthur started examining it closely, it had such a smooth outer surface with no single scratch or writing over it.

"He didn't call it a stick," Arthur was sure he missed something so he recalled the words of George to the letter, "he said it was a bronzed pillar."

He raised his head to see the gigantic pillar in the distance. "So it should be activated the same way then?" he muttered, "which way is it? The arrow or the blood?"

For him it was easier to use his blood, yet when he dropped his own over the stick nothing happened!

"It's the arrows then," he took out one of his arrows before muttering, "I should hit the arrow at it, or just touch the two together?" he placed the tip of the arrow over the stick yet nothing happened.

"Alright, last chance or else I'll retreat," he took a wide glance over the entire world. The fights were already everywhere and the intensity of these was really outside his own ability to handle.

The next moment he threw the stick to the front while taking out his bow. "If this failed, make sure to grab it in time," he said to his system before releasing the arrow and not waiting for his system response.

"Rumble!"

Just as the arrow exploded at the stick, a faint rumble occured. Yet nothing more happened.

"The same principle but more arrows," he didn't hold back anymore as he started raining the stick with his arrows. Each arrow caused a stronger rumble, and with the tenth arrow the stick had a faint bronze aura surrounding it, suspending it midair motionless.

"Rumble!"

"Rumble!"

"Rumble!"

He kept firing and the sounds of rumbles he caused attracted everyone's attention. The dark masters seemed to shift their attention from their foes, from him, to that stick.

And then their faces showed a scary expression.

"Don't let him activate it!" one of them screamed and the next moment all moved and attacked Arthur.

Yet they were slightly few arrows late to do that.

"Rumble!"

"Rumble!"

"Rumble!"

With the latest arrows, each rumble generated a pulse wave of bronzed color aura that moved away from the stick towards the world.