Chapter 551 - Memories (Part 2)

Soon, milky white energy materialized at the tip of Zark's fingers. Sparks flew off as the small seedling kept on growing, gathering more and more of the elder's inner power at the edge of his fingertips.

Despite the buzzing source of the soon-to-be apple-sized ball of energy that crept closer and closer to being ready to be unleashed and fired, its intended target, the masked high priest stood in silence, with an uncanny calm in his stance. It was as if he wasn't afraid of the incoming attack at all. His leaned back stand suggested deep content, resembling an entity that stood above of all this filthy rabble.

He even folded his arms in front of his chest, as if visually taunting, urging the maddened elder to finally completely lose it and rebel just like he should have years ago.