A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 548 Youʼre Very Handsome

But the evil woman stopped as an object flew toward them, and saw her husband crashing into a nearby lake.

Ceasing her assault on the girls, she hurried to the manʼs side. In her absence, Archer emerged.

Upon witnessing their condition, panic gripped him. ʼTheyʼre injured! I need to help them before that couple returns.ʼ

His violet eyes were glowing in rage, but he saw Nala and Llyniel badly injured. They looked like they were dying. Archer rushed over to them and gathered them together.

He cast Cosmic Shield around them and Aurora Healing on the two, but it was too late. The woman reappeared in the new clearing the battle caused, looking angry.

Archer stood up and sensed the other girls not far away cast Azur Cannon at the shield and sent it flying in their direction.

When he did that, he heard the woman speak in a tone laced with venom. ʼʼYou think they will get away, dragon? We will catch them after killing you.ʼʼ

Archer chuckled when he heard the threat and took a deep breath before letting out a soul-shattering roar followed by a stream of dragon flames that hit the woman with a boom.

He saw this, cast Blink behind the woman, and grabbed her by the neck, but what he saw took him off guard.

The woman was smiling but commented in a teasing tone. ʼʼOnly my husband can touch me, lizard. Now be gone.ʼʼ

She pulled her fist back and punched Archer in the jaw, sending him flying through the jungle.

He was crashing through trees, and the husband appeared. The man cast a spell at Archer, but it bounced right off him.

This surprised the man, but only for a few seconds. He flew toward Archer and kicked him in the chest, sending him crashing into the ground.

The man landed next to the woman, who greeted him with a smile, but suddenly the two felt something rumble.

They ignored it as an army of shadow creatures charged at them. The couple tore them apart with ease and erased them from existence.

Archer stood up and spit out some blood. He stretched his body before scanning the two to understand better who he was fighting.

[Moros]

[Race: Terravian]

[Rank: Demi-God]

[Level: 803]

[Azura]

[Race: Terravian]

[Rank: Demi-God]

[Level: 803]

When Archer saw this, he was beyond shocked and internally thought. ʼNo wonder we got beaten so easy. They are demi-gods. Fuck.ʼ

Moros rushed forward and threw a punch at him as he spoke to Archer with a grin. ʼʼMagic doesnʼt affect you, Surface Dweller. So I will use physical attacks to kill you.ʼʼ

ʼʼShut the fuck up and fight, you idiot,ʼʼ Archer spoke just before the manʼs fist connected with his face.

He was sent tumbling along the ground and crashed into a boulder. Archer shook his head and felt his Regeneration kicking in.

The wounds that covered his body healed, but it didnʼt take away the toll it took on his body until he rested.

But he didnʼt have time for that as the woman sped toward him and suddenly appeared before him. Archer used his wing to block her kick and grabbed her ankle.

When he did that, he used every bit of strength and threw the Demi-God to the side. As Moros saw this, he was enraged and rushed forward.

The Terravian overwhelmed him, and he couldnʼt defend himself. Moros sneered down at Archer, his face contorted with triumph and sadistic pleasure.

”Youʼre nothing, Surface Dweller,” he taunted between punches. ”Iʼll make sure you suffer before we end you.”

Archer tried to block the blows, but Moros was too fast. The Terravianʼs fists connected with bone-crushing force, and his body jolted with each impact.

It felt like he was getting hit by concrete as the blows rained. The two enemies were too quick and moved with speed he couldnʼt see.

The pain seared through him, a constant reminder of the dire situation he was in. The air shifted just as Archer began to feel the weight of despair settling in.

The Terravian woman, Azura, joined the fray. Her movements were swift and precise, each strike calculated to inflict maximum damage.

Archer barely had time to register her presence before her kicks joined the onslaught. The duo coordinated their attacks seamlessly.

Moros would deliver a punishing blow, staggering Archer, and before he could recover, Azura would unleash a flurry of kicks that seemed to come from all directions.

Archer was trapped in a relentless dance of pain. But suddenly, he felt something bite into his left arm and tore it off without an issue.

He gritted his teeth in pain, causing him to scream internally, and used his right hand to cast Azur Cannon into Azuraʼs face, sending the Terravian flying.

Moros flew forward and threw a punch that connected with his face. But before he could fall to the ground, the man summoned his spear.

The Terravian plunged it into Archerʼs chest, causing him to scream out in pain and aim his hand at the man.

He went to cast a spell, but Moros cut off his left arm at the elbow. Blood poured out the stump as something black mixed into the claws that injured him.

Azura appeared and was about to finish Archer, who felt a burning sensation running through his body but stopped when the tunnel rumbled and shook.

The tunnel roof caved into, and a silver beam shot toward the Terravian couple, who quickly blocked the attack but were injured anyway.

Moros didnʼt know what happened, but Azura looked at the culprit. A man was hovering in the air with short silver hair and glowing silver eyes.

Four women surrounded him, but the silver-haired woman spoke to the rest and pointed in a certain direction, and the three spilled off.

The silver-haired woman spoke to the man, who vanished from the spot where they were hovering.

He couldnʼt see where he went, but the silver-haired man appeared in front of Moros and punched him.

The punch was so strong the Terravian Demi-god flew off. The woman got closer and spoke. ʼʼGo after that fiend. Look at what he has done to Archer! Iʼll deal with the wrench.ʼʼ

When the man heard this, he nodded and sped off. But Archer managed to get a look at him before he left.

Archer noticed the man had short silver hair and two white horns like his. He couldnʼt miss the manʼs silver dragon eyes and thought to himself. ʼHeʼs a dragon!ʼ

When the Terravian Azura heard the insult and lunged forward. But thatʼs when the silver-haired older woman grabbed her by the face and squeezed as she spoke. ʼʼNow die, you newborn Demi-god. The gods wonʼt miss you.ʼʼ

The woman crushed Azuraʼs head and dropped her body to the ground with a thud. When Archer saw this, he examined the woman who was approaching him.

She had long, silver hair and a slim body. Even though she looked like a scholar, he could feel a strong sense of power around her.

Archer saw her white horns and violet dragon eyes. He soon realized she was also a dragon and even more powerful than the previous couple.

He tried to scan her but got a terrible headache, and thatʼs when he heard the woman giggle before she spoke. ʼʼYou shouldnʼt try prying into a ladyʼs secret little white dragon. But Tiamat was right, youʼre very handsome.ʼʼ

Kneeling before him, the woman spoke with gravity, ʼʼBut letʼs not dwell on that. I am Tiamara, the queen of the silver dragons in the far east. We must get you back to our island, for you are in a dire situation. The poison courses through your veins, and conventional magic is futile in healing you.ʼʼ

Archer looked at her as his vision danced and asked with a groggy voice. ʼʼThe girls? They need help.ʼʼ

Tiamara smiled as she scooped him up. She cast her dragon magic that relieved some pain as she answered. ʼʼThey are fine. The witches went after them, and my husband went to their aid. The three young girls will take them back to your home.ʼʼ

He ignored her words while activating the bracelet, summoning all the girls back to the domain and locking it down so theyʼd be safe during his treatment.

Archer left each girl a message about the silver dragons healing him. Once the message was done, he created a screen in the treehouse so the ladies could see everything around him.

Once he did all that, he feinted, which caused the woman carrying him to laugh as she approached her husband.

Aslan held the Terravain man in his hand, who was struggling but soon was dead as the silver dragon snapped his neck.

He threw the body to the side before summoning their wings and taking off. The witches followed behind as their battle was over and were reporting back to Ophelia.

[If there are any mistakes, point them out, and Iʼll edit it. Thanks]