Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

"Why, you don't have any chance of winning against me." Roy frowned. He didn't expect to hear such seemingly impulsive words from Abrana.

After saying this ridiculous thing, Abrana felt a little regretful. She had already learned to hide and control her emotions when she was in her teens.

After years of dealing with the scheming Victorian politicians, everyone wears a hypocritical mask on their face, including Abrana.

She never trusted anyone, not the Duke of Wellington who had always supported her, the Duke of Caster with whom she had just reached a cooperation, or the Shenchi cadres who followed her loyally.

Her younger sister, Ravishini, is the only person whom Abrana trusts unconditionally and her only relative.

So when it came to her most cherished sister, Abrana got excited and was inevitably impulsive. The words had already been said, and she could only grit her teeth and keep it to herself.

"I hope to get your advice on the use of fire. The fireball in the night sky of Oak Forest County that night fascinated my sister and me. Now that I have this opportunity, I would like to seize it."

Abrana's attitude was very respectful. She lifted her skirt and squatted slightly, which created a huge contrast with her confident and calm image just now.

"Oh~~~Compared to you, I think your sister needs this guidance more."

Roy raised a smile and looked past Abrana to Lavshini who was hiding in the cloak and keeping an eye on the situation here.

She seemed to notice that something was not right with her sister, and her face looked a little nervous.

"What's wrong with my sister? What should I do..." Ravshini, who was used to relying on her sister, was at a loss for a moment.

"You two should come together. Maybe that will make me more happy. Let's find a more remote place to fight. Don't destroy this place."

"Wait, it's none of her business..." Abrana was about to open her mouth to stop her, but Roy moved faster and had an idea.

The anti-gravity spell was activated, carrying the three brothers Zoe, Hunter, and Frankie and the two sisters Abrana into the sky.

The soldiers and residents of Tara who had been surrounding the deep pool were stunned when they saw several people flying in the sky.

The soldiers stood there with their mouths wide open and their heads raised, forgetting even to chase after them and try to stop them.

The cloak that Ravshini was wearing on her head fell off in the wind, revealing her pale, panic-stricken face.

Her body was surprisingly light, and without the support of the ground, her limbs could only wave around randomly. With a pleading look in her eyes, she asked for help from her sister Abrana, who was barely able to keep herself stable.

Abrana first turned her head to look at Roy who was maintaining the spell, opened her mouth, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

I looked down at the distance between myself and the ground, and a strong sense of fear came over me. My usually strong legs began to tremble uncontrollably, without any strength.

"Rafushini, don't be afraid, I'll be there soon." Abrana bit her lip, forcing herself not to look down, and moved her body closer to her sister who was curled up in a ball.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Abrana finally came to her sister and held her trembling body in her arms.

"Sister..." Ravshini's restless hands hugged Abrana tightly, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, and she even wanted to tear her sister's clothes.

"The last time Ravshini was so scared and helpless was the day Mom and Dad left us. Don't worry, I will definitely protect you."

Roy led everyone to fly deeper into the swamp. He was looking for a place with enough open space and hard ground.

An isolated island in a reed bed attracted Roy's attention, and when he got closer he found that it met his requirements.

Returning to the hard and solid ground, everyone felt as if they were in another world.

With the help of Abrana, Ravshini sat on the edge of the island, away from Roy.

The three infected brothers also wisely hid far away to avoid being affected and causing trouble for their boss.

Abrana took off her coat, put it on her sister, and walked to Roy with her staff tightly grasped.

"Mr. Roy, come on, I'm ready." Abrana's eyes were firm, and the purple flames were burning, igniting the ground beneath her feet.

"Since you are here to teach me, I will stop here. I will give you three chances to cast the spell. I will first understand the characteristics of your flame and then give you my opinion."

Roy casually picked up a reed from the ground and used it as his weapon.

The current situation has deviated from Roy's plan, but since Abrana asked for it, he will give her some simple guidance.

"Come on." Roy stood with a sword in his right hand, his body relaxed and casual.

"Please teach me." Ablana's expression was serious, and purple flames surged from the tip of her gun. The cold flames lifted up a wall and rushed towards Roy like a tidal wave.

Before the flames burned his body, the biting cold had already begun to attack Roy's spirit.

Abrana's flame is like the fire of the dead in fantasy novels, which can pull the dead back to life and make them fight under her control.

This is how some Victorians came to refer to Deep Pool’s “ghost army”.

It was clearly fire, but it was extremely cold. The bodies of those attacked were not damaged, but their souls were empty.

The reeds that had just been broken were wrapped in red flames, and a violent breath surged out.

The flames of the Balrog pursue extreme destruction and annihilation, and are filled with the wrath of the Sarkaz.

The reeds waved gently, and a few weak flames fell into the wall of fire, quickly biting into the purple flames.

In the blink of an eye, the fire wall became riddled with holes. When it reached Roy, the last trace of purple fire was torn apart by the red flames and dissipated into the air.

Abrana was prepared for this, she never thought she could defeat the Demon King of Sarkaz. She could only try her best to satisfy the Demon King and let Ravshini go.

He took a long breath, and the flames of death enveloped his entire body. The clothes on his back were burned, and the gushing flames formed a pair of huge wings.

The ferocious dragon head roared towards the sky, and an invisible impact spread out, overwhelming the tough reeds growing in the surrounding swamps.

Abrana took a step forward, tensed her body, and thrust out the spear in her hand.

The giant dragon made of purple fire flapped its wings and charged forward, stirring up a gust of wind. In just a breath, the sharp tip of the spear was in front of Roy.

"This move is pretty cool, but it's a bit too much for my clothes." Roy calmly stretched out his index finger and gently placed it on the tip of the gun.

The strong wind stopped instantly, the dragon let out a mournful cry, and then exploded.

The large patch of reeds behind him turned to ashes, but Roy's hair wasn't even burned.

"Boss, you're too strong..." Zoe, who was hiding in the reeds, said with admiration on her face.

"But why doesn't the boss use the gunpowder? Isn't that the symbol of Sakota?" Hunter raised his doubts. He had never seen the boss use the gunpowder. He always cast spells directly.

Ravshini, who was protected by Abrana, saw her sister in trouble and clutched her coat tightly with her fair hands.

"elder sister......"