Chapter 2018

It was only then that Wilbur realized he had completely forgotten that the power of light and the power of destruction had different roots to begin with. Despite both of them being dimensional laws of the middle dimensions, they were completely different forms of energy.

There was darkness with light, and there was evil with good.

Upon realizing this, Wilbur began to radiate warmth. He borrowed the power of light from the dragon's head on his back, and its warmth quickly made Wilbur's body glow with a white light. As the white light grew, the Shadow Men who rushed forward were killed by its glow.

The white light seemed to be immensely powerful, reducing the incoming twenty or so Shadow Men coming in from either side to dust.

At the same time, Wilbur felt his body picking up speed in its recovery with the help of the white light. He heaved a sigh of relief as the Shadow Men finally disappeared, sitting down once more to channel his dragon aura to rest.

did not dare to get too close under the protection of the power of light, which meant that the most important thing to do now was to restore his body. The first dragon cauldron hovered in mid-air, absorbing the rampant dragon aura radiating off Wilbur as his body was slowly

the cave. A while later, Stefan's voice rang in his head once more, "It

ant-men had nearly killed Wilbur, and Stefan had not breathed a word to him then. If Wilbur really was

silent in such a moment of urgency like earlier, even if he was trying to test Wilbur. It

he really was the chosen one. Being the chosen one could just be an excuse, or Wilbur was just one

all, the Dark Messenger had killed over twenty

not help him out just now. Wilbur, having been the leader of the Abyss Mercenaries, had long since

the Light Armor with him, but he might not be willing to hand it over to Wilbur. Now that things were in this state, the only thing Wilbur

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