The Magic Of Akademic
162 - Spiritual Attacks
In the western regions, attacking did use spiritual power. However, there were also those who chose physical combat directly. Just like the Eagle Demon and the Phoenix Bird Demon did.
Amdara gave a glance. He landed, saw a pretty strange plant. It is black-leaved, has a spiny stalk, and is taper-flowered with a tosca color. Seeing it, made Amdara remember the type of plant that had been seen in the book of giving Are. Amdara picked carefully, he was sure this plant included herbs. He then put it into the Space Ring.
He remembered the book that had been lent to Atma. I don't know how developed Atma and her other friends at the Academy are. However, Amdara wished them well and when he returned wanted to see his friends who had changed in terms of strength.
Look for other herbal plants. Back with his sharp eyesight. In fact, in this place there are herbal plants that are enough to impress Amdara. Up to five types of herbs have been incorporated into the Space Ring.
The morning sun returns from the western horizon, bringing its light to shine on the world. It controls the activities of every living creature in the world. It should be like that. However, in the forest that Amdara was exploring right now not a single beast passed before him. Even his voice was not heard. This forest is very quiet according to him, but that does not mean it is calming but instead makes Amdara become more alert to sudden danger. The wind that blows since then is not a good sign, Amdara can feel it.
He chose to land well on a tree branch. Looking around that looks unnatural. When she touched the tree trunk at the side, the texture was very soft and when Amdara used a little of her strength to knock it down, something unexpected happened. The trunk of the tree was uprooted, but inside there was no content that there was only skin, looking like a sturdy tree. Even when he stepped on, the trunk of this tree did not fall.
Amdara raised his eyebrows. This is no ordinary occurrence. He crouched down, broke a bit of the tree bark hard enough and inhaled an unusual scent. Amdara's hands clenched, his eyes turned sharp. He took the power of nature then focused his sense of sight, and hearing around. Just like before. No sign of life. But the boy's feelings said something was wrong.
Amdara quickly thrust his spiritual energy into the surroundings. A loud thump like colliding something instantly made Amdara take a cautious stance.
A few seconds later Amdara sat down. His body was pressed down by something to make him limp. Just breathing is very difficult.
"Spiritual Attack" he murmured. He tried to get up hard, but immediately fell back with a less elegant position.
Spiritual Attacks could occur entering into the power of the spiritual core directly and destroying it. It is very dangerous for weak humans who are unable to put up a fight. While there is an attack through the subconscious, if it happens then he will be controlled by the attacker. Amdara's case seems to be among his disturbed thoughts but has the effect of making his thinking uncontrollable and can do anything without realizing it, obviously this is also very dangerous.
A sound enters the ear. Obviously, Amdara was alone. The voice echoed in his ears very loudly, "hey, man ...! How dare you interrupt my concentration ...!"
Amdara held her breath while closing her eyes. It looks like he's already gotten into a bigger problem. It was likely that luck would not side with him.
The voice continued to echo until it made Amdara very disturbed and barely conscious. Although it had absorbed the power, but the great power that attacked his spirit was incredible. He's clutching the grass. His breathing has been irregular since.
"Who are you?"
There is no answer only strange voices saying that Amdara has gotten into a big trouble and will soon vanish in a few moments.
The shadow will obliterate the Black Spirit in a visible desert. There a white-haired boy had just indiscriminately destroyed the Black Spirit and even looked horrifyingly terrifying. Before him, there were still five Black Spirits preparing to attack. In the blink of an eye, the boy again attacked fiercely. His eyes were pitch-black, there was no nervousness at all. It was like enjoying that fight.
Amdara gulped with a shadow out of nowhere just now. He nodded, trying to regain consciousness. By focusing the mind, concentrating the power to expel spiritual energy massively. At that very moment the voice that was bothering his mind disappeared.
"Get out."
One word came out of his mouth. Without any fear. The air around me felt completely different. Although not sure will be able to make the other person talk, but Amdara will try to find a gap.
"Dirty people like you don't deserve to see me. Arggghh."
That huge voice out of nowhere echoed. The trees around were scorched for a moment. Amdara until made to hold his breath.
Still in a calm expression, Amdara said, "no. You're the one who doesn't deserve to come out to see me."
"What?! Ha ha ha ha's. Very clever of you to speak human child ...! Fucking weak human beings are so brave that they want to see my form ...!"
Amdara was again made to fall by getting a much greater spiritual energy attack. Amdara rewired his brain, he should be able to fight or at least get away from this problem.
Trying to get air into the lungs. Amdara said without tone even though his voice was slow, "hmph. Whoever you are, must be a bad face. Not having the courage to face me head-on."
A huge growling sound was heard in Amdara's mind and ears, dripping with blood. Even so not strong, the boy vomited blood and his nose also drained fresh blood.
He bit his lower lip. Slowly his eyes blurred and before completely darkening a huge shock wind blew the trees around.
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In a small cave it is quite dark even though the sun is just above the sky, still in the west. The ceiling of the cave was already mossy and dripping with blood-red water. The sound of his sparks sounded melodious to the figure sitting cross-legged on the huge rock while closing his eyes. The air is so cold, it exceeds the ice in the human world. In the cave, pointy rocks were embedded directly in the wall of his cave.
Several times the figure wearing a black robe and using a matching hood sighed. For the first time he opened his eyes by someone who was very brave to disturb him who was fighting the enemy. He glanced towards the back, where the unconscious human lay helpless.
I don't know who that figure is, but it clearly has bad intentions towards the white-haired human child who is none other than Amdara.