I flew on a sword at the magic academy

Chapter 22 The Demon Lord's Divine Treasure

A centipede with thin wings, over ten meters long, was half-bent over. It looked as if it were cast from silver, its entire body shining brightly. It occupied a piece of ruins, and no other monsters dared to approach it.

There was also a beast with the body of a bull and the head of a lion, covered in dark green scales, which, like a small mountain, occupied a small area.

Nearly twenty powerful and vigorous demonic beasts, each possessing at least three or four hundred years of cultivation, were a sight even Shi Daohan had never encountered before.

These ferocious birds and beasts surrounded the black volcano, all watching intently as the castle floated and sank in the lava pool.

At this moment, Shi Daohan finally found the skull that had attacked her earlier, but it had already transformed into human form.

Amidst the ruins, a burly man with chiseled features stood there. The aura emanating from him was exactly the same as that of the skull that had attacked Shi Daohan earlier, and she recognized him at a glance.

At this moment, several elderly members of the Horagaka Magic Academy surrounded him in the ruins, seemingly working together to place some kind of seal on him.

Nearly twenty high-ranking figures from the Horagaka Magic Academy arrived, all of them white-haired old men. Their numbers were roughly equal to those of the ferocious monsters, and the strength of both sides was also comparable, resulting in a stalemate.

The next moment, Shi Daohan realized that she had forgotten to count a few people. On the edge of the lava pool on the black volcano, there were still several tall and majestic figures.

A giant demon, over nine zhang tall, was covered in heavy armor, carried a giant sword on its shoulder, wore a tall crown and sash, had bloodshot eyes and a pale face, and exuded a deep and cold aura. Standing there, it resembled a colossal mountain peak, and just looking at it made people feel breathless.

Beside him was a young girl whose arms had been replaced by a pair of golden wings.

Sitting on equal footing with them was a two-meter-tall man whose arms were covered with tiny scales that shimmered in the lava.

They were all terrifying beings at the level of great demons, and three of them appeared at once.

On the other side of the lava pool stood five real humans, led by Dean Donaldson of Horagaka Academy, with four elderly and frail academy officials standing behind him.

All the powerful figures were watching intently as the ancient castle floated and sank in the boiling lava.

"Thump"

Just then, that dull commotion sounded again. This time, Shi Daohan was prepared. He used the profound method in the Heavenly Script Cloud Talisman to stabilize his mind and erected a purple-green protective divine light, which made him feel much better.

In the ruins ahead, the powerful ferocious birds and beasts all trembled involuntarily, and the dozen or so strong members of Horagaka Academy also stiffened, all affected by the impact.

"Thump"... "Thump"... "Thump"...

Three more muffled thuds followed in quick succession. The magma in the crater boiled and surged, and beams of intense light shot into the sky, turning the night into day.

At that very moment, the ancient castle that had been floating in the lava pool suddenly rose to the surface, exuding an aura of endless desolation and a powerful, vibrant life force.

At the edge of the lava pool, Dean Donaldson of Horagaka Academy and four high-ranking figures at the level of Grand Elder all radiated protective light as they stepped forward.

On the other side, the several great demons also stepped forward at the same time, unafraid of the boiling and surging magma, staring intently at the ancient castle until they got close enough to glance at Dean Donaldson and his companions.

"Humans, you have crossed the line. You have occupied the outer perimeter of the ruins of the Fallen Kingdom battlefield, and now you have come to our territory to seize the treasure. Are you trying to provoke a conflict?"

The large demon with its arms covered in scales roared at Dean Donaldson and the others.

Not far away, the towering demon, ten zhang tall, heavily armored, and carrying a giant sword, also spoke in a deep voice: "This castle is not something you can lay your hands on."

The headmaster and four high-ranking figures of Horagaka Academy showed no fear. One of them stepped forward and said, "The Battlefield of the Fallen Kings was originally left behind by our human race. When did it become the territory of you demons?"

"The Magic Guild signed an agreement with us, allocating the inner territory of the King's Fall Battlefield to us. Are you trying to break that agreement?"

The girl with a pair of golden wings and no arms spoke coldly.

Headmaster Donaldson shook his head: "The Magic Guild only allowed you to stay here temporarily; it never said it would give you the inner domain of the King's Fall Battlefield."

Although his voice sounded calm and even, it exuded a captivating aura.

The great demon whose arms were covered in scales sneered: "My ancestors left a will that ten thousand years ago, this place was the capital of my demon race during its heyday, and had nothing to do with your human race. The name 'Battlefield of King's Fall' was just something you gave it to yourselves later."

The two sides argued fiercely, neither willing to back down an inch.

The ancient castle, floating in the lava pool, emitted muffled sounds from time to time. Even the powerful demons with thousands of years of cultivation, as well as top combatants like Dean Donaldson, were finding it difficult to withstand the pressure at such close range, and their expressions were not very good.

Boiling lava continued to flow outwards, and the ancient castle had already risen two-thirds of its way up, about to ascend into the air.

The great demon covered in blue scales couldn't hide its excitement and was about to step forward, but it was stopped by the great demon next to it, who was covered in heavy armor and wielding a giant sword.

"We've already waited so long, what's a little more time? Let it break the seal on its own."

"Look! That's the script of our demon race!"

Just then, the woman with golden wings suddenly shouted excitedly.

"That's the imperial script of the demon race! It must have been left behind by one of our demon race's great emperors!"

This ancient castle has existed for an unknown period of time; the original colors of the walls have faded, and it is covered with the marks of time.

It shimmered with light, and divine rays of light swirled and danced around it, revealing its extraordinary and wondrous nature to the world.

At the base of the castle, there are many ancient characters carved there, a kind of imperial script unique to the demon race.

"Humans! What do you have to say now? This was left by one of my demon emperors, and has nothing to do with you humans. Why don't you leave our territory at once?!" the great demon covered in blue scales roared.

Headmaster Donaldson didn't respond, staring intently at the ancient castle. Finally, as if remembering something, an excited expression appeared on his face: "This is the burial place of Diablo, the Demon Lord!"

In the Western world, there is no specific definition for demons and monsters; anything that is not human is simply referred to as a "demon."

Upon hearing Donaldson's words, the expressions of the several great demons changed. They all stared at the ancient castle in front of them, carefully observing every detail, their eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"It is indeed the Emperor's mausoleum, exactly as described in the historical records..." the beautiful woman with golden wings said in a trembling voice.

The tomb of the last emperor of the demon race was hidden deep within the lava of a volcano, and it was only today, when the seal loosened, that it was revealed to the world.

"Diapir, the Demon Lord who brought annihilation to the Western world three thousand years ago—it must be him!"

Headmaster Donaldson muttered to himself in a daze.

At this moment, the several powerful demons present became righteous and wanted to expel the people from Horagaka Academy.

"Now that you know this is the tomb of our clan's Great Emperor, why don't you leave immediately?!"

Several powerful demons unleashed their unparalleled might, their overwhelming demonic energy surging into the sky, turning the entire world crimson, and a chilling aura permeated all directions.

"What's going on? Are they about to fight?"

Shi Daohan, who was hiding on the cliff in the distance, murmured softly.

The distance was too great for her to hear the conversation between Dean Donaldson and the others and those ancient demons. However, judging from the current situation, it was highly likely that the negotiations had broken down and they were preparing for war.

"If a fight really breaks out, I wonder if Dean Donaldson and the others will be able to handle it."

Shi Daohan once dealt with a thousand-year-old demon. Although he eventually succeeded in killing it, he also suffered a great deal of hardship. He knew how terrifying such a being was and that it was not something an ordinary person could deal with.

She didn't want to get involved. Let alone the three great demons on the mountain, the more than twenty ferocious birds and beasts lurking in the ruins at the foot of the mountain were already enough to give her a hard time. There was absolutely no need to put herself in danger.

On the mountain, Headmaster Donaldson regained his senses, his gaze hardening as he said in a deep voice, "This is indeed the tomb of Demon Lord Diablo, but it contains a priceless treasure of our human race, and today it should be returned to its rightful owner!"

"Bullshit! How could the tomb of my clan's Great Emperor possibly contain any treasures of your human race? You old bastard, you're clearly coveting the burial goods within my clan's Great Emperor's tomb!"

Several powerful demons simultaneously took a large step forward, glaring angrily at the group from Horagaka Academy.

Dean Donaldson remained calm and composed, saying, "Three thousand years ago, Diablo unified all the demons in the world, bringing annihilation to our Western world. Our most precious treasure, the 'Adoran Scripture,' was lost at that time. Legend has it that it was stolen by Diablo, and today you must return it."

Upon hearing this, the great demons were all taken aback, and then their eyes revealed an extremely ardent light. Even though their demon race could not study the classics of the human race, they had made up their minds to seize the "Adoran Holy Scripture"!

"Thump"

A muffled sound echoed once again from within the ancient castle.

As you can see, dozens of thick, cold chains pierce through the foundation stones at the base of the castle, yet they cannot stop its ascent.

The power of the restriction is rapidly dissipating, and Diablo's mausoleum is about to be fully revealed to the world!

Beneath the massive black volcano, the twenty-odd demonic beasts and the dozen or so powerful individuals from Horagaka Academy all sprang into action, slowly advancing up the mountain.

In the distance, Shi Daohan, who was hiding on the cliff, witnessed all of this and was deeply disturbed.

That ancient castle looks extraordinary; it must hold some hidden treasure!

"Humans, do you really want to shatter centuries of peace and start a war with us?"

On the mountain, the heavily armored demon slammed his giant sword onto the ground and roared.

Headmaster Donaldson refused to back down: "The Adoran Scripture, lost for so long, should see the light of day again!"

The demon girl with a pair of golden wings was beautiful and had a lovely voice, but her tone was full of killing intent.

"You clearly intend to take this opportunity to steal the Emperor's burial goods. If you insist on starting a war, then come forward and fight!"

"We do not want to go to war with you, but we must take back the Scripture of Adoran. Whether it is in the tomb of the Demon Lord Diablo or not, we will know once we open it."

"If the Scripture of Adoran is not inside, we are willing to make any compensation. But if the Scripture of Adoran is really inside, we can take it as we please. How about that? There's no need to make it a fight to the death," Headmaster Donaldson said slowly.

"If it weren't for this so-called holy scripture, you would definitely have started making trouble again, insisting that the other burial items of the Great Emperor belonged to your human race. I've long been used to your human race's filthy face."

"Calling a deer a horse and distorting the truth have always been your specialties."

The giant demon, over ten zhang tall, clad in heavy armor and wielding a massive sword, spoke, its voice booming through the sky like rolling thunder.

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense and anxious, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder.

Both sides were adamant and neither was willing to back down an inch, and a major battle was imminent.

"We must bring back the Adoran Scripture today," Headmaster Donaldson said in a deep voice.

"Then there's nothing more to say, let's see who's the better fighter!"

The beautiful and charming demon girl spread her wings, and thousands of golden divine feathers, like incomparably sharp swords, pierced towards Dean Donaldson.

"boom!"

As Dean Donaldson took a step forward, a six-star magic circle appeared beneath his feet, its holy light enveloping him and the people behind him, blocking the endless golden divine feathers in front of them.

"Master Donaldson is actually a formation cultivator?!"

In the distance, Shi Daohan, who was hiding on the cliff, stared in astonishment.

Although it differs from Eastern magic arrays, it is equally exquisite.

The array patterns may look chaotic, but they are actually traceable and resonate with the Great Dao.

"kill!"

The demon girl's voice was cold, her body radiating divine light, and golden divine feathers covered the sky, densely packed like raindrops, trying to forcefully break through Dean Donaldson's defenses.

Headmaster Donaldson took out his magic wand and drew strange trajectories in the air while chanting an ancient and obscure incantation.

With a loud "boom," divine power surged around him, and a huge, invisible phantom of a lion appeared behind him, roaring and howling at the heavens. All the golden divine feathers that attacked him shattered inch by inch, turning into a sky full of golden light.

"This is real Western magic?! Cool!"

Having witnessed all of this, Shi Daohan couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. To see the battle between the giants of the Western magical world, even if he didn't gain anything tonight, the trip would still have been worthwhile.

(End of this chapter)