CHAPTER 450: CONFLICT (2)

He’s already 15 years old and Aren could feel that it was getting more and more difficult for him to practice. It was as if something was stopping him from practice.

When the White Family Patriarch checked him, Aren realized that his time was almost up.

Aren realized that the estimation was nothing more than estimation, but how it would end still depended on him.

His magic was getting weaker.

This was a normal phenomenon when a person grew old but Aren is only 15 years old.

Does it mean that he’s already old when he’s 15 years old?

Aren felt deeply unwilling.

Watching other people being able to live healthily and walking around without the need to worry about them dying the next moment, Aren was really envious. He really wanted to be able to be like them.

Happily laughing and playing on the field.

But his weak body stopped him from doing all of that.

And now that he had reached the countdown for his life to end, Aren felt that he would die and then be completely forgotten.

Very meaningless.

No one will remember him, as if he didn’t exist at all.

The only thing they would remember from him was nothing more than the fact that he was the sickly young master of the White Family.

He didn’t do anything remarkable enough to be remembered by others.

So...

Aren decided to do one last thing.

"But as long as I can be remembered by others, even if it’s because of my notoriety... isn’t it better than being forgotten by the whole world?" Aren asked slowly, his tone was somewhat crying yet his face remained calm and steady.

He could not have a healthy body, he could not have a normal childhood, he could not live long...

So at least, let him have something.

Let him be remembered by the people to come.

Evan’s eyes widened when he heard Aren’s words. "Even if you didn’t do this, those close to you will still remember you..."

"I don’t want that kind of memory!" Aren yelled. "I want to be recorded in history, being known by many people. Rather than being an unknown person whose name couldn’t be remembered... Don’t say anything. You can’t change it anymore... ghost realm."

Swish!

Thick ghost aura spread out from Aren towards everyone around them, including the ghost masters who were not that far away from them.

Seeing this, Evan’s face changed and he yelled, "Use your mana to protect yourself."

"Aren White, you’re crazy!"

Keiran and the others were urging their mana and protected themselves. Looking at Aren that was already completely covered in ghost aura, they felt that their cognition had been completely destroyed.

None of them realized what Aren was feeling.

No, it was more like, their team has always been fragmented.

Even if they were all going to do missions together, none of them were truly close to each other and they were only together because the Fourth Head of the Wansu City arranged for them to be together. They did missions but never truly get close to each other.

No matter what the Fourth Head of the Wansu City wanted, these children just couldn’t get close to each other.

Rena Green refused to talk with these people and only cooperated as necessary.

Keiran Green is only close to Lilac Black and vice versa.

Aren White was preoccupied with his own strength and busy to improve his strength through various means. When he did a mission, he only went for the sake of testing his strength and gaining experience. It didn’t matter who his teammates were.

Julius didn’t like his teammates that the Fourth Head of the Wansu City arranged for him. He felt that all of them were really annoying.

Because of their respective reasons, the team could not truly unite.

The Fourth Head of the Wansu City had seen it, which was why he didn’t force Evan to continue and lead this team. One of the reasons was because of their strength and the other was because there was no point in keeping them all together.

He had tried his best.

But if these children were still unwilling to be friends with each other, then there was nothing that the Fourth Head of the Wansu City could do.

Forcing others and letting them get along by themselves are different.

Swish!

"I am the woods, the pillar of growth. The green is billowing and nature is flourishing. Light promotes growth and lets the woods appear from the ground. I call you to grow even more vigorously and entangle the enemy in front of me, the forest of roots," Keiran quickly chanted.

"Wait, your mana hasn’t recovered yet, Kei!" Lilac was stunned when she heard Keiran using the rank 6 magic spells again.

Their ranks were only the peak of rank 5 and they were not that proficient in using rank 6 magic spells yet. But if it was necessary, then they could still use it.

"I’m fine," Keiran yelled back.

Swish! Swish!

Roots grew from the ground, stretching out towards Aren. But the ghosts around Aren stopped these roots from getting close to him.

It seemed that Aren truly used up his entire life force in order to control the ghosts.

Fighting against a madman who will die soon...

It was really uncomfortable.

Evan saw this scene and he looked at the teleportation formation in the distance. If they let the teleportation active, there would be more ghost masters coming, which was not a good thing for these magic warriors.

No matter what, Evan had to stop them.

"I am the wind, the nature of changes resides within me. The force is coming and pressuring the world. I need your power to vanquish the fire in front of me. Let the wind pressure strike with power, wind void strike!"

Swish!

As the wind element strike against Aren, Evan had disappeared from his position.

He rushed over to the teleportation formation and crystals bloomed from his hand, spreading towards the teleportation formation and destroying it.