On the human side, Zhu Qiu was completely stunned, thinking to herself: ‘Zhu Xiaxia, don’t screw me over at this critical moment!’
The next second, under Zhu Xiaxia’s control, the magic circle officially activated.
In an instant, a soaring white light enveloped the entire formation, extending all the way into the sky and dispersing every cloud.
The illumination was like a flashbang, forcing the people on the ground to instinctively shield their eyes with their hands.
The entire process lasted for a full half-minute, which meant they were essentially immobilized for thirty seconds.
Thirty seconds later, the intensity of the light gradually faded, and the beam slowly retracted into the center of the magic circle.
When everyone opened their eyes again, the massive house and its foundation had vanished, leaving behind only a smooth dirt pit.
Because the foundation had suddenly disappeared, Sodlan, Zhu Qiu, Dinksway, and the King all fell into the hole.
Zhu Qiu had prepared in advance and landed steadily, but the King was not so lucky.
He fell straight down, making intimate contact with the ground and getting a mouthful of mud.
He scrambled up miserably, just about to curse them out and order the house to be demolished immediately, when he realized the house was completely gone.
The King was utterly bewildered.
Dinksway and Sodlan were also dumbfounded, while only Zhu Qiu stood proudly with her hands on her hips and her head held high, as if telling them: this was her masterpiece.
“Sodlan? Where is your house?”
The King was both furious and confused.
“I don’t know, I really don’t.”
Sodlan didn’t understand either.
His perfectly good house had been under his feet one second and was gone the next.
“Oh, it’s so much better that it’s gone. It saves you the trouble of tearing it down, right? Everyone, disperse!”
Zhu Qiu said with a face full of smiles.
Others might not have known, but Dinksway, standing beside the King, recognized at a glance that this was a large-scale Teleportation Magic.
Moreover, he could feel a faint trace of dissipating Magic Power in the air, further confirming his judgment—the Dragon must be helping the Sword Saint.
There was absolutely no mistake.
Yet the house was gone, and the Dragon had not appeared.
“I won’t be polite.”
In his heart, he only wanted that Dragon.
A noble creature so rich in Magic Power as the Dragon Race should belong to a human Archmage like himself, not to a Sword Saint who only knew brute force!
“I told you, there are no Dragons in my house. Now that the house is gone, you can see for yourselves—not even a cockroach is left, let alone any Dragon Race.”
The Magic Weapon Crystal Ball flickered with light; it seemed he was truly prepared to take action.
“There’s nothing here. Besides, you have no reason to attack me, right? I can claim legitimate self-defense, and in the end, you’ll be the one facing legal consequences.”
Zhu Qiu’s explanation was flawless, leaving Dinksway unable to find any fault.
“Oh? Legal consequences?”
Dinksway smiled.
The Sword Saint’s words were entirely based on human laws and his relationship with the King.
Wouldn’t it be easy to change that?
He kicked a stone on the ground with his heel.
The stone flew up and precisely struck the King in the head.
The King closed his eyes in pain for a moment and instantly understood Dinksway’s meaning.
Although he was very disgusted by the action, for the sake of their partnership, the King was still willing to help.
He stepped forward, brushed the mud off his clothes, and crossed his hands behind his back as he solemnly announced:
“From this moment forward, the Sword Saint Soran and her father, Sodlan, are permanently stripped of their Human Status and are forbidden from ever setting foot in human territory! As long as they appear within the borders of the Human Race, anyone may take action to drive them out, and the human laws will protect you.”
Hearing this, Sodlan’s eyes widened.
He never expected he would be so carelessly stripped of his Human Status by the King without a single shred of leeway.
Dinksway took a step forward.
“Sword Saint, what about now?”
“Now, we run, of course! Who has the time to fight with you?”
Zhu Qiu immediately rushed to Sodlan’s side, hoisted him onto her back, jumped out of the pit, and bolted.
“Bye-bye! You stinking goblin, you can play by yourself. I’m not sticking around—”
“You actually think you can run? Do you think you can escape!”
Dinksway also jumped out of the pit and chased in the direction Zhu Qiu had fled.
However, he was too lazy to use his legs and instead used Magic to make himself float and fly.
But flight speed, in the end, could not compare to Zhu Qiu’s—or so it seemed, until Dinksway caught up to her in short order.
He had thought the Sword Saint would be able to escape, but he hadn’t expected catching up to be so easy.
As expected, primitives were primitives; even with the help of the Dragon Race, she was only at this level.
There was nothing to worry about.
Dinksway became even more arrogant and didn’t forget to taunt her.
“Yo, those two short little legs are running quite fast. When you get tired, shall I take you to rest for a while in front of the human residents?”
“Run, keep running. Run until I drag you back to the Human City so all the humans can see how you are executed.”
Zhu Qiu looked back and hadn’t expected Dinksway to catch up so quickly.
Since they had left the Human City and no one was around to see, she stopped acting and used Magic to fly directly.
Having used the Wind Element Stone to fly many times before, Zhu Qiu had almost mastered the techniques of flight.
Having taught herself, she could now fly freely without the help of the stone.
“You think you’re the only one who can fly? I not only know how, but I’m also faster than you!”
After saying that, Zhu Qiu flew out of Dinksway’s sight at several times his speed.
Dinksway was stunned.
“?? What on earth? Am I hallucinating?”
He slowly deactivated his Magic and stopped the pursuit.
At that speed, he simply couldn’t catch up.
In terms of flight Magic, speed depended on Magic Power reserves and Wind Element Affinity.
For the Sword Saint to fly that fast suggested that the Dragon assisting her was likely much more powerful than himself.
Dinksway began to hesitate whether or not to continue hunting the Sword Saint.
If he chased, he was afraid he couldn’t win; if he didn’t, he was afraid the Sword Saint would come back to cause trouble later.
It was a dilemma.
While he was lost in thought, he inadvertently glanced in the direction the Sword Saint had fled and was suddenly startled—why was someone lying on the grass up ahead?
As he walked closer, he saw that it was none other than the Sword Saint’s father, Sodlan.