Professor Arkansas was immensely glad he had spent a fortune creating that decoy puppet. Otherwise, he would probably have lost his head by now.
But even as he counted himself lucky, he picked up speed. He knew the puppet would fool no one. His enemy would realize at once that he was still alive and come after him. Even so, he had underestimated them. Less than a minute later, he stopped and turned. A figure appeared behind him: the mage who had launched the Wind Blade.
"Oh? You can run pretty fast." The mage fixed Professor Arkansas with a sinister stare and a cruel smile. He felt humiliated. For a worthless Formal Rank like this one, dying by his hand should have been an honor. Yet Professor Arkansas had dared to flee. He deserved to die.
Professor Arkansas's face darkened as he took a step back. By now, he knew his chances of survival were slim. It was not just this Legendary Rank mage. The Legendary Rank woman warrior and Sebolutes herself had followed him too.
Three Legendary Rank fighters in all. Worse, Sebolutes was a formidable High-Level Legendary. Unless a miracle occurred, Professor Arkansas was as good as dead.
To Professor Arkansas's surprise, however, Sebolutes spoke. "Professor Arkansas, you truly are talented. What a shame I failed to notice it before. I can give you a chance now..."
Before she could finish, Professor Arkansas shook his head with a bitter smile. "Lady Sebolutes, it's too late. There's no going back for me." As he spoke, Psychic Energy suffused with a Death Aura emanated from his body.
Sebolutes saw his condition at once and frowned. "Death Psychic Energy Corruption has already turned you into a Shadow Creature? What a pity." She shook her head, then waved the mage on, signaling