Mage Legend
Chapter 145 - 50 episodes Temple (Part 3)

Since the day the mage escaped the underground sealing room, Zilvra had shown increasing closeness to Lynch. If the Stone-legged Dwarf hadn’t clearly explained the story of this Female Dark Elf, Lynch would indeed have felt uncomfortable—because whenever Zarra deliberately walked beside him on the road, the mage couldn’t help but feel goosebumps all over.

If Lynch were to comment, Zarra was undoubtedly a more sensual and enticing woman. Whether standing, walking, or even when she was angry, she seemed to be alluring those around her. This mesmerizing ability wasn’t Magic but rather a skill slowly honed over time.

On the other hand, Zilvra appeared somewhat "clumsy." Not in her martial arts or disguising abilities, but when she attempted to display sensuality, it always made Lynch feel like laughing. Zilvra tried hard to emulate her sister, hoping to subtly infect and influence the mage through her smiles and gestures, but her "training" was evidently lacking. This shortcoming might be due to her not often engaging in such activities, or perhaps it stemmed from her half-Celestial lineage.

However, even if Zilvra’s performance was a comedy, Lynch still preferred to watch it somewhat. She might seem silly, but unlike her sister, who was like a beautifully packaged poison.

At this moment, when Zarra looked at the mage, she always felt something was missing, lacking the deep, majestic, and all-encompassing aura of not so long ago. Apart from feeling a bit disappointed, misunderstanding also led to anger in her heart: "This lowly male! In the Audience Room, he must have cast a Spell on me! How dare he use Charming Magic against me! That lowly worm has such audacity!"

"Zarra! Now is the time to test you, go and find a way to destroy those statues." Zarra’s thoughts were interrupted by the sudden reprimand of the matron. She raised her head, only to see a trace of disdain in her mother’s eyes, accompanied by a mocking smile.

"Could she have seen me thinking about the mage just now? Or did some bad news reach her ears?" She thought to herself while drawing her Hydra Whip, casting several blessing Spells on herself, and slowly approaching the statues. "Damn lowly worm, you dared to make me a fool in front of the matron! How dare you set up obstacles on my path to becoming the matron! And you, you damn old woman, you’ve lived long enough; that vile leather bag of yours should now reveal its true form and turn into a puddle of pus sliding down from the matron’s throne! Only I, only I, can lead the family to become even stronger!"

She cursed the mage and her mother viciously while swinging her Snake Whip forcefully at the statues. The nine heads on the whip seemed to have a life of their own, twisting their bodies and attacking, skillfully avoiding the slashing blades and successfully hitting the parts where the statues connected to the ground.

Lynch watched the Female Priestess charging recklessly among the statues; she didn’t even bother to evade potential incoming attacks! Besides the Dark Elf full body armor she wore, her body should be protected by numerous Divine Arts. Whether it was the swinging blades or the torrent-like attacks of the Demon Statues’ feet, they couldn’t truly touch the Drow’s body: they were blocked mid-way by an invisible barrier, only capable of creating bursts of brilliant light.

Lynch assessed the situation on the field, starting to think of ways to get through this place. Since the mage hadn’t encountered the team with a little angel all along the way ahead, it indicated that they had traveled farther and deeper. The fact that this team could smoothly enter the spiral passage inside the stone pillars meant they had unparalleled intelligence advantages: even the matron could only opt for violent destruction to enter. Perhaps, as Batana mentioned, that defector Kobold had once fallen into this team’s hands.

In that case, there must be a way to break through in this statue room. Lynch did not believe that the other pioneer team could pass through here effortlessly; after all, no matter how formidable they were, they couldn’t surpass this Dark Elf team in front of him. If they fought head-on, it’s impossible for them to get through unscathed.