Maple High School Academy Year 3
Last Chaos in Boneyard - Offering Shrine

The Offering Shrine

BATTLE WITH the Altar GUARDS accompanied by complete armor equipment, resulting in injuries to Candra's body. Fractures in the left arm have hindered his movement to avoid attacks. Not to mention, the Altar Guard seemed interested in bending his legs to serve as an offering to the Gods.

The more fatigue Candra receives from the fight, making the mana injections in Lucifer multiply. He must not let his guard down, if Lucifer loses his control, the creature will wreak havoc on the Gate of Hell. Although this method is useful for disabling Altar Guards, it will have an impact on residents who live around the Boneyard.

The geographical location of the Boneyard that receives a little light is a consideration for Candra to use high-level spells. The problem was, he had never used high-level spells in succession. Especially if the scale is wide enough. If you think about it, during the fight with the Altar Guard, Candra only realized that the creature was likely to avoid the light. Although the light comes from the reflection of the mushrooms.

Given the time to destroy mirror flakes is increasingly limited, saving which would be a wise choice.

“Alright, Altar Guard. Let's change the rhythm of the game, okay!”

When Candra's right arm controls Lucifer to repel the Altar Guard's attack, limping in, he attempts to control the bones to collect as much sparkling fungus as possible.

The successive Godam attacks made Candra's concentration crumble. “Ck, troublesome!” As a result, due to dodging late, the three left fingers of his feet were crushed by a blow. If you do not remember the masculine gender, Candra is sure that she will not hesitate to cry right then and there!

Dozens of glowing mushrooms that Candra had already managed to gather immediately threw her towards the Altar Guard who avoided the glint of Gloongi. As Gloongi absorbed the sunlight, the mushroom became an enemy that managed to repel the Altar Guard. The clash between Altar Guards was inevitable.

“Good work, Son!” Ashlen's screams are met with thumbs up by Candra.

Seeing the Altar Guard fighting each other as it felt threatened by the impact, Candra cast a light spell with her staff. The Wand of Bloodstone circled golden, its rays resulting in a burst of light in the air. His tired body crashed and hit Ashlen who slammed hit the temple pillars. “Agh ... I seem to have caught Evan's careless illness,” grumbled Candra with a cough.

 As the sun moved closer to evening, the team members with each wound gathered at the highest point of the altar in the Boneyard. At the center of the altar, there is a giant skull intact with surrounded by a pointed gold-tipped disk at the back. Both of his hands supported the heart of the altar pierced by the seven golden sword blades.

 “Evan, are you still able to recover our power?” ask Ashlen. He was actually sympathetic to seeing the Dinner's pale face, but other than Evander, in his team only the Elf had medical power.

“Give me five minutes, Chairman.”

“Good. Do it as fast as possible, we are limited by time.”

Ashlen touches the stone arranged to form a rectangle at the bottom of the skull.

“What is this place used for saving the show?”

Candra nodded at Ashlen's question. He placed a mirror fragment on a three cubit black stone. “We can start from here.” There was no rejection from the group. Candra exhaled a tired breath. He was preparing to begin the completion of the mission.

“Wait a minute!” prevent Evander, “ I'd better treat your wound first. You don't want to do any more sloppiness, do you?”

Candra accepts Evander's offer to treat her arm fracture. “Who said?”

“Ashlen story.”

Candra glanced at the team leader who looked indifferent with Evander's statement. The wizard promised that he would later have to apologize to Ashlen for his negligence.

When it was felt to be quite recovered, Candra used the Wand of Bloodstone whose golden twinkle strengthened. “Shine!” He gasped, the reflection of the darkness element crashing towards him. Candra stayed away from the reflection. “Be careful!” he said to give a warning to the team to standby.

“I guess, we will only watch during the mirror destruction process, but ... shit!” One of the reflections from the mirror almost hit Arion's neck if he didn't dodge immediately. “Candra, tame the mirror boy or you could kill us!”

Arion's mouth was immediately smothered by Evander who was at his side. “Hold your complaint first. Don't disturb his concentration! Just focus on avoiding that bounce.”

“Since hanging out with Ashlen you've become like him, Evan.”

“We are not similar!” Evander and Ashlen both spoke at once.

Arion tried to hold back his laughter, though it failed. “Iya, yes, not similar ...”

As the mirror reflections dim, Candra repeats her luck. He cast a spell, “Shine!” Then the black shadows and staff again rubbed against the mirror flakes. This time his reflection pierced the heart of the altar. The seven blades of the sword, were uprooted simultaneously.

Not yet recovered from the shock, the team was faced with all seven swords that were about to draw their way. Ashlen is relatively faster. He changed the tattoo of the ring engraved on his fingers to form a large shield that was able to protect them from the impact of the sword. Trang!

Arion's squealing voice was tipped with relief. “Crazy! This is no longer a mission, but an attempt to commit suicide!”

“Silence, you! Could be my ears deaf because of your actions,” grumbled Evander by rubbing both ears to redden.

Arion is polo. His back was painful due to hitting a long bench neatly arranged for worship. Evander also groaned because his elbow hit a medium-sized window fragment. Ashlen and Candra fall on their stomachs. Each on the other side struck a sword that almost made them die.

Arion's hand slapped Candra's back. “Can, how is it! Wake up! Mission is not done yet, don't be dying, man!”

Ashlen was first given first aid by Evander. He got rid of Arion to be away with Candra. “She fainted, Stupid! It's free for you to scream. Evan, take care of your friend.” After Evander treats Candra and drags Arion away from the center of the altar, Ashlen observes a thin crack forming on the mirror flakes.

“New this way, difficult  .... Jeez!” The mirror suddenly floated in the air, then attached to the heart of the altar. Ashlen clucked, his task so much more.

“You can still use where, Can?”

“Kurasa ....,” replied Candra looked doubtful.

“A minute. Come on, hold on.”

Candra nodded. They're back in position.

The Wand of Bloodstone again controlled the black shadows to surround the mirror flakes as Ashlen instructed. They last long enough, until Evander's screams make everything riled up.

“Can, game! Many citizens are heading here!”

“Sial!”

Ashlen was still guessing the situation and predicting equipment that might have an effect on the mirror cracks. Evander threw a small piece of rock that hit his head. As he was about to scold, the Elf pointed towards a medium-sized window that almost stretched the length of the temple.

“Chairman, fast! I'm sure our ruckus caused them to come to this temple!”

“Wait first. I was thinking!”

Rethinking the heart of the altar that began to stick the seven swords, comes from the belief that Ashlen changed his ring tattoo to resemble the seven swords he had briefly seen before the swords disappeared due to colliding with his shield.

“Arch ....,” Ashlen's mouth spurts blood. Its mana use is already at the limit of tolerance.

“You okay, Ashlen?”

Candra's question was only answered by a headband. When Candra concentrated her power on the mirror flake, Ashlen managed to perfectly form all seven of her swords. He threw out the golden long sword simultaneously.

“Wow .... i-it mirror does not break?” Arion who stepped back, looked amazed and horrified to see a strange blob that grew bigger. “Ashlen! Actually, what did you do until ‘itu’ so it is!”

The panic was transmitted to Evander, “Hei, Rion, you can do protection magic, right? Quickly use that, if you don't want to die silly!”

“If it is not because of mana limitations, I have been using it since. Instead, transfer here mana-mu.” power

“Nak only!“

The black gumplan with the crashing sword was already almost as big as a skull statue. The sound of cracks on the walls made them standby. Not long after, the ceiling of the temple dropped stones of various sizes like a hail of stones. Apparently the rift had already reached the temple roof.

“Why hasn't the mirror been destroyed as well? You must be careless like Evan, right?” accuse Arion of frantically avoiding the rocks so as not to hit his head.

“Entahlah. Maybe he asked for a hairy creature like you.”

Arion shook his head, “Jeez! You can joke at a time like this, Can!”

The windows immediately broke. The vibration under their feet made the team panic. Arion hurriedly crouched under the chair. “Earthquake .. !”

Evander swears to see Arion. “Not hiding there, Stupid!” Then he dragged Arion away from the window.

Evander called Kerineia Deer Because they were both exhausted and dying mana, they huddled on his pet contact.

The speed of Kerineia Deer is hampered by going down the stairs while avoiding the rocks that continue to rain on them. Meanwhile, the black blob like a balloon filled with air had already managed to fill the blessing hall!

“Lick now, Evan!” ashlen Letah.

“What? Are you serious about that?” Evander pointed at the lower floor which was tens of meters away. Not to mention the rocks that hit the fist which is now as big as a fist.

“Ck, not the time to ask, Evan! Already, fast!”

Only when the Kerineia Deer set its feet on the ground floor did a thumping sound followed by their tired bodies being slammed apart. Kerineia Deer has already disappeared due to damage to where Evander is used in succession.

Bodies that were lying down, not yet allowed to catch their breath, they had to rush to avoid the debris that was about to pin them down. Candra moves the remaining Necromancer powers to help her friends avoid the rock debris. In reply, Arion held the Wizard's thin body like he was carrying a sack of wheat.

“Do it right, Can! We're all battered!”

 The team reached the temple door, but the sound of cheering residents made them cluck.

“Retreat with care!”

As per Ashlen's instructions, the team opted to retreat rather than face off with the Darksville residents who were likely to have more severe uproar

When they returned to the main room, in addition to the rain of rock debris, apparently the black blob had not exploded and even enlarged to cover the stairs. Holy hooch!

“If the sword is removed, is there any chance that the terrible blob could explode?”

Candra disagrees with Arion's proposal. “But .... how about the mirror? Wadding can explode, but the mirror is destroyed?”

“But it seems, can be tried first.” This time Evander took it seriously.

Although the logic agreed with Candra, seeing no change in the blob, other than its growing size, Ashlen decided to draw one of the swords that stuck on the blob.

“Do it carefully, Chief! We're dying now, lest we die for real!” complained Arion who got the word “diam” from Ashlen.

The sword that Ashlen managed to pull out apparently did not make the moving black blob break apart. Just stop the size. “It won't finish well. Do you guys still have any leftovers? It's okay at least. Provided we must work together.”

Candra said the earliest, “If for one attack, I seem capable.”

Evander gave a meaningful thumbs-up gesture similar to Candra's speech. While Arion had sighed and answered Ashlen's question with a face. “Good, good. There's no time to complain anyway, is there?” he said with a forced smile.

“Good.” The orange spray from the western horizon made him restless because the night was coming soon. “When I will lead my sword there ...,” Ashlen points at the black blob, “Rion, install protector.”

“Good!”

“Candra, you helped Arion to get rid of the debris.”

The shaking underground made it difficult for him to concentrate. Candra could only respond half-heartedly to Ashlen. Really, if I may, he wants to complain like Arion.

“And, you, Evan ...,” Ashlen evades the rocks that almost hit him. “Prepared to help recovery.”

Just as Ashlen threw his sword into the middle of the wisp, a bigger burst of light than before occurred. Ashlen was toppled because of his closest location. His body was held back by the black shadows of Candra so as not to hit the pillar. However, his balance was disturbed due to the thunderous shaking of the dasyat.

The window that had left half the part that seemed intact, now all broke. The sound of cracks accompanied by rumbling emits glare that blocks vision. Although Arion and Evander assist in their defense, the wounded bodies again hit the temple wall which was about to completely collapse.

The groan of pain combined with a breath of relief. They saw the heart of the altar had been destroyed. Even the two skull hands that had jumped him seemed to be no longer as perfect as before. However, from the left wing of the temple, a figure surrounded by greenish bias and looked at them with a wrathful face, collapsing the building near the stairs. “Give me my things, bad boys!”

In front of the four bruised bodies stood Navarro who was collecting their stolen goods. Oh, naw! If they were to force a battle with this one Warlock, they would not guarantee going home with their lives intact. One thing that comes to their mind with physical and mental fatigue, is .. Run!

Ashlen, who first saw the thick black smoke behind Navarro, dragged the body of Arion's bongsor. Their formation looked like it was attacking, Navarro was on standby. Gesticulated by Ashlen's eye glance, Candra turns Evander to the location in question. Just as Navarro was about to attack them, Ashlen first pushed his level siblings across the black smoke that turned portal.

“Things of yours you may get in the future. Go after him first. See you later . . .”

 Arion's body is out of balance when the process of time transfer, ending with a kiss on a disc made of copper that houses his crumbling body. As if his revenge had not been paid, Evander followed by overwriting Arion's body. “Agh ... my back ...!” The man with the scar on his forehead rolled to the side, unprepared for the change, the Elf rolled over.

But unfortunately, Evander almost fell into a large hole that did not drain, if only Ashlen did not kindly pull him into the middle of the black disk that leads them to a light at the end of the eye.

“Oh, God .. I want to eat!”

Evander's complaint made Ashlen massage his nose. Whether Evander is slipping or indeed his stomach needs are asked to be filled, he can no longer guess the way the food-loving Elf thought.

Another case with Arion whimpering in pain or Evander shouting food, Candra who fainted more to make Ashlen calm. He himself was not sure if he had to open his voice, no longer the remaining hospitality, but an overflow of emotions that could have made him wrinkled. Oh, no!

As the disc drew nearer to the dazzling light, Ashlen saw the four silhouettes of people behind the light. Initially only in the form of flashes because the light turns brightly alternately. However, when the distance was getting closer, two figures familiar with it made Ashlen confused.

Not yet recovered from the shock, his bruised body was pierced by a talented magician looking on. “Ashlen .. I miss you!”

What's the matter? Why should I meet with Thann and Nastradamus!