Chapter 698 - Taking turns

As his inner energy revolved in his body, the elderly priest channeled more and more of his power into the formation of the floating symbols, rune words. Each time one was completed, the rune flashed with a bright colorless blinding light before it seemingly vanished into thin air. Some blurred until it disappeared from sight, some were like smoke that was wafted away by the wind then again others shot forward like arrows shot from a bow.

Each rune, hummed with a strange, mysterious deep resounding sound, as it merged with reality and disappeared. 

Worst of all, even though it felt as if the whole process took a considerable amount of time, in reality mere seconds passed by as the runes were formed in rapid succession, barely giving time to the two fair maidens to process what was going on.