Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith

Chapter 325 Flame Wheel

Chapter 325 Flame Wheel

Alten released his arrows, as they suddenly burst into flames mid-air.

The two arrows spun in the air in a DNA spiral, creating a vortex of flame that pierced down the center of the skeleton hounds.

Leon unsheathed his blade at once as he released a series of wind tycoons toward the wolves using his sheer strength and sword skill.

These small tycoons lifted the hounds into the air as their bones got dismembered and thrown around.

Finally, Lyrian unleashed his attack, driving his hand forward.

As soon as he did this, a small spiral of fire generated slightly behind him.

Then, that fire spun at an incredible speed as it propelled forward, gaining in size at the same time.

By the time it was a few feet in front of them, the giant wheel of fire that fit perfectly in the passage was 3 feet in thickness.

It rushed forward, mowing down all of the wheels as it moved side to side as if it was curving in direction.

It almost seemed to have a mind of its own, as it tore through the hounds.

It moved so fast that in a mere 10 seconds, it had made it to the other side of the wolves, and now even returned to finish them all off!

By the time it got back to Lyrian, the wheel of fire simmered down to a small spiral and disappeared.

The hundreds of hounds within the passage were wiped out at once.

'That took more mana than I anticipated... usually, I can launch over 10 of those before running out of mana, but if they are that strong, they will probably finish my mana by the third wheel. It's extremely effective for clearing out large crowds.'

Safe to say, everyone else was shocked by what they just saw.

Alten, Geld, and Jackson's jaws were on the floor. In fact, Fraser and Kaspov couldn't help but have their mouths hung wide open.

As they gazed at the path in front of them, they couldn't believe their eyes.

Then, their gaze turned to Lyrian, who calmly began walking forward.

"C'mon! Let's not stand around." He shouted, turning back around and marching forward.

Jalern didn't want to show his current shock, but even he couldn't stop his eyes from widening.

'That Flame Wheel... it was unlike anything I have ever seen. Not only did it come back, it even moved in curves as if it had a life of its own! Not to mention the sheer power of it!'

The boy paused, staring at Lyrian's back as he walked, 'Just... just how strong is this kid. I thought he was just some peasant. A nobody. Are the rumors of him beating Drake actually true? Is he actually a Phoenix in the rubble?'

He began to question, perplexed by his experience, 'No... it can't be true. No matter how strong he seems to be, he wouldn't be able to beat Drake. It's simply impossible. Not even in a million years. That Flame Wheel was powerful... but it's nothing compared to what I've seen from Godfrey Drake. That guy is a whole other monster.'

After walking for a bit, they arrived at where Lyrian had thrown the shards of Manathryll.

Quickly, he swept everything off the floor before moving.

Just because he used the ore didn't mean he wouldn't retake it. That would be foolish according to his philosophy.

Soon, the dark part of the pathway ended as it returned to normal size for a few more minutes, before another dead end showed itself.

This dead end, however, was completely unlike the first one.

It was inside of a fairly large room that opened up, and the dead end was simply a giant door.

The door reminded Lyrian of the doors of the Magma Dweller king's castle--at least, in terms of size.

They were made of hard steel and had many nuts and bolts in them to fortify their durability.

Immediately upon entering this room, the first thing Lyrian did was place his hand on the door.

"It's extremely durable. I feel a slight tingle in my fingers just by touching it." He said, imagining that just how tough the door was.

"A slight tingle?" Leon questioned, placing his own hand on the door.

"Huh... I suppose you're right. This thing is so dense that it leaves your fingers in a slight tingle. It's probably some sort of magic we don't understand."

"Slight tingle?" Alten was confused about what the two were talking about and placed his hand on the door as well.

"I do feel it... but it's obviously not because of the denseness of it. How could that possibly cause a tingling sensation?"

Lyrian found this to be quite logical, "I guess that's true. My bad." He plainly stated, recognizing his error.

"Wow... I thought you were more confident in your answer from your arrogance." Leon said, disappointed in Lyrian.

"But, do you know why that is? What could cause this if not the denseness of the door?" Lyrian questioned, as a few seconds of silence sounded.

Jackson stepped forward, "It could be an array." He guessed, taking a hard look at the door.

"An array?" Lyrian and the other two questioned.

"Yes, I believe that Jackson here is actually completely right. There must be some sort of protective array that gives this door the illusion of being that durable and dense. I'm not saying it isn't, but this array must increase its durability by leaps and bounds."

Geld exclaimed, adding his own two cents.

"An array of durability... I guess that's to make sure

no one can enter through brute force huh?"

Lyrian mused out loud, tightening his fist. He cocked it back just slightly before unleashing it.

The fist landed cleanly on the wall and sent a vibration through the entire thing.

However, Lyrian could tell that there was no way his strength alone would be enough to open the door.

"Hey... how about we take a look at this giant map here. That might help." Alten said, standing next to a pedestal holding... a giant map.