Dragon Heart: Land of The Enemy. LitRPG Wuxia Series: Book 8 by Kirill Klevanski

Author:Kirill Klevanski
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Published: 2020-10-25T00:00:00+00:00

Drops of boiling water and freezing rain struck the armor and its emblem. The combined defensive Technique barely managed to hold back the aftershock of the powerful collision. The vortex raged for a good five seconds and then subsided, leaving ruins in its wake.

The armor was almost completely destroyed, and the emblem was gone entirely. Only a few lightning bolts remained suspended in the air above them, forming a net.

Anise fell to her knees, unable to believe her eyes — Ana’Bree stood amongst the ruins without so much as a speck of dirt on her.

“Impossible...” she whispered, her hands trembling. All color had drained from her face. Dora and Tom were equally as pale. “But father said that... He said... He said that the Fire Archer’s Arrow is powerful enough to destroy half of the Imperial Palace! How is this possible?!”

Dora’s eyes darted around the hall in alarm.

“Who... What is she?” Tom asked. He bit his lip so hard that it began to bleed.

Only now did they truly comprehend the power of the thing that the Heads of their families had sent them to find. Hadjar couldn’t believe that someone had been stupid enough to send children after a being that could defeat an Immortal with a wave of her hand.

Ana’Bree was walking toward them, her appearance changing with every step. Ice covered her skin, forming armor. Dogs made of snow emerged from the ground all around her and howled.

“You dare,” she said, a six-tailed whip appearing in her hand, “to bring fire into MY house?!” Snow and ice swirled in the air, turning into spears that hovered behind her. “You dare defile these halls with flames?”

Hadjar turned to Einen.

“Give me your slingshot,” he said.

The islander opened his eyes in surprise, but complied with his friend’s request.

“I’ll freeze your very souls!”

Ana’Bree swung her whip. Hadjar quickly loaded the slingshot with the splinter, pulled back the leather strap, and let go.

Unlike the arrow, it didn’t burst into flames or become a stream of roaring fire. It didn’t turn into a ray of the dawn sun, nor did it transform into the inferno of the fire dragons.

A small piece of wood simply whizzed through the air and pierced Ana’Bree’s torso. Blue liquid spilled out of the wound and onto the floor. The fae dropped her whip in disbelief and collapsed to her knees. With trembling fingers, she touched the wound on her chest.

“Ash?” She asked the void.

The wind began to blow and she disappeared along with a snowstorm. All that remained of her was a small, blue crystal, which Hadjar immediately recognized was a Core.

That was what they’d come here for.

“You,” whispered the howling wind, “You... Nameless... Descendant... Don’t trust... Anyone...”

The hall was silent once more.

Hadjar sighed. I hate schemes and plots! And intrigue too! All of it!

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