Chapter 324 Undead Hounds
An explosion that was half the size of a car went off below Alten.
The force of the blast was enough to push the other students back, as Alten was thrown out of harm's way.
The spikes underneath were damaged well, but only slightly. They would still easily pierce through Alten if given the chance.
Alten quickly rose to his feet, panting slightly.
"Holy shit... that was close." He said, sheathing his bow back on his back.
"Good job." Lyrian pushed him on the back, as Alten turned toward him and nodded.
'Haha! I saved myself!' He inwardly mused, feeling proud of this accomplishment.
'No more foolish crap. I will be extra safe from now on.'
They moved on not too long after this, leaving the trap behind. The walk extended for hours, as they met a few skeleton groups along the way.
At times the crew took breaks, snaking on some food items that they might have prepared beforehand.
Lyrian didn't really feel like stopping but was forced to do so due to some of the others.
"I feel like we've taken the longest possible way to that damn inheritance." The fat friend of Jalern's, now known by Lyrian as Kaspov, exclaimed as he heavily breathed.
Sitting on the ground, the boy had an exhausted and paining look on his face.
Lyrian didn't say anything, simply gazing toward the path that extended onward.
He and Leon were the only two standing. Apart from them, everyone enjoyed the small break.
"Alright! That's 15 minutes. Up, everyone!" Lyrian exclaimed, looking at his bracelet.
The fat kid, Kaspov, and the other acquaintance of Jalern's, Fraser, got up with exasperated sighs.
Jackson, Geld, and Alten weren't too happy to stand up either, but they knew that they shouldn't complain.
After all, they were the ones who were falling behind more so than the leader, who was Lyrian.
If they didn't listen to him, it would be the equivalent of slowing him down.
After they began to walk again, they soon came across an enlarged part of the pathway.
The amber crystals disappeared and only reappeared very far along the path over 500 meters away.
In the middle was a space where only pitch-black darkness existed.
Not too far off in this darkness, specks of glowing red dots littered the path.
As Lyrian saw this, he approached with caution, as did everyone else.
With a large flame lit on his fingertip, Lyrian arrived right in front of the red spots.
Just then, one of the eyes jerked forward, quickly revealing a bony creature of some kind.
Upon closer inspection, the creature looked to be a dog or wolf but was completely undead.
It was skeletonized. As soon as the first one was discovered, dozens more began popping out from behind.
Before long, the group of students was covered by these beasts amid the darkness.
'Scan... it seems they all have an average OP of 7. Not much stronger than the skeletons, but with this many of them, it will be a slight problem.'
Lyrian mused as he retrieved a few items from his storage ring.
He grabbed a few handfuls of Manathryll and began chucking them out toward all directions.
The beasts backed up slightly as they saw the pieces of rock fly towards them.
Before long, however, all of the beasts were lit up flawlessly.
"Prepare to fight..." Lyrian said calmly, as at that moment, the 'Undead Hounds' lunged in at once.
Their coordination was quick as they attacked one person in a group.
Their bites were fierce, enough to rip off a chunk of skin with a simple chomp.
In mere moments, everyone was fighting these wolves, holding them back with their respective weapons.
As they continued to fight them, they seemed to continuously appear.
Even after five minutes of struggle, they simply didn't seem to end.
'These Undead Hounds aren't wolves, but real dogs. Wild dogs, that have gained in size and strength.'
Lyrian said to himself as he continued staring at some which continued racing over to him.
They lunged forward and attempted to bite and claw, but were easily eviscerated by a single punch.
Still, Lyrian found it difficult to go all out, as he had to watch out for everyone else.
"Everyone! Run back into the light behind us!" He suddenly called out, being the first to begin running.
Others had no choice but to follow suit, as Lyrian made his way through the thick bunch of wolves that had already formed behind them.
"What the hell is this!? Are you telling us to run away!" Kaspov exclaimed in confusion as he ran.
"Just shut up and listen to him! He hasn't been wrong about anything yet, has he!?" Geld exclaimed to the fatty, slightly annoyed by his demeanor.
Alten laughed slightly as he heard this from the rich noble, not expecting such a reaction.
Finally, they all made it back to the amber-lit portion of the path as Lyrian abruptly turned around.
"Leon, Alten! You know what to do, right!?"
Lyrian said, holding up his fist as it suddenly set ablaze.
Alten turned around with determination, aiming his bow toward the wolves that quickly stormed toward them.
Leon didn't say a word and placed his hand on the hilt of
his blade, ready to attack.
The others stayed back, not knowing what was going to happen next.
Finally, Lyrian took in a deep breath, 'With all the wolves on one side, I don't have to worry about anyone else getting injured.'
"Not now!" He yelled as Alten and Leon prepared themselves to attack.
Alten placed two arrows on his string, as Leon gripped his hilt tightly.
'Throughout these three months, I barely got the chance to go to the library, and I also didn't learn much about actual magic spells in Gradweids class...'
He paused, allowing the hounds to run closer. "On my signal..." He said out loud, as Leon and Alten itched to unleash their assault.
'However, I did manage to learn two magic spells during this break. One of them is...'
"Now!" Lyrian suddenly broke his train of thought and shouted this.
"Flame Wheel!"
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