Chapter 1226: Adamant Thunder Annihilation Campaign (17)
KWA-KWA-KWA-KWA-KWA-KWAH!!!!!!
Dozens of assault ships traversed the ruined cityscapes of the Outskirts District.
The Adamant Tower, spinning violently and accelerating, and the constantly colliding form of Quetzalcoatl.
[Grrrraaaah!!!!!]
The winged serpent crafted from wood roared savagely, its form wretchedly torn apart on all sides.
The feathers covering its entire body and the sorcerous scripts etched into its skin vanished, as it rapidly lost power.
“Damn it, is it almost completely depleted already?”
Baragan, riding atop the serpent’s head and chasing the Adamant Tower, clicked his tongue at the sight.
“I blew through four years’ worth of reserves in one go. This is why I didn’t want to return to the Legion….”
Baragan was an 8th-level Grand Sorcerer, one of only seven across the entire continent.
Furthermore, he was a tribal chief who had directly inherited the Esoteric Sorcery used by Ascendant Pyeonram.
Baragan, naturally gifted in sorcery, specialized in the creation of totems.
These were a type of spell-medium or summoned entity, created by infusing a specific symbol with magical power and pre-etching sorcery onto it, making it usable at the right time and place.
Baragan had received the blessing of being able to freely wield sorcery of properties he wasn’t naturally adept at, by using totems.
Conversely, he also had the disadvantage that creating powerful totems required equally immense resources and time.
Beep!!
[Baragan, what are you doing?]
Next to Baragan, whose face was twisted in a grimace, a communication channel opened, and Song-ha’s voice rang out.
[Deimus says we can’t start without your totem. You need to move.]
“Shut up, you idiot. Don’t order me around.”
Baragan spat fiercely, his expression menacing, and retorted.
“I used an immense amount of magical power just to hold that monster. It’s not like I can just swing a sword mindlessly like you.”
[My swordsmanship doesn’t just come out with a click like a game controller button?]
“That’s just an expression, you fool. Nothing changes even after decades.”
Saying so, Baragan bit his fingertip until it bled, then smeared the blood on his lips.
“Considering Quetzalcoatl’s damage rate, we only have one chance. We have to stop that Magic Tower and enter District 49 within that window. Can you do it?”
Baragan had been tasked with confronting the Adamant Tower in the sky since his belated arrival on the battlefield.
Though he couldn’t rival Adamant Thunder in direct firepower, he had managed to hold on by expending the totems he had created as if they were consumables.
The amount of totems Baragan had used to briefly hold Adamant Thunder was equivalent to nearly half the time he had been away from the Legion.
Even that had been a miracle, impossible if Adamant Thunder hadn’t drastically reduced his use of Lightning Magic while preparing for the Ascension Ritual.
For him, who used the time and resources expended as pure power, it was in many ways an unprofitable venture.
[Baragan, can’t you tell?]
Song-ha said with disdain through the communication network.
[That’s not an opponent you can defeat in a head-on fight. It’s like a gimmick in a game. We need to find another way.]
“This isn’t a game, you ignorant fool!!”
Baragan, fuming as if he would breathe fire, turned sharply, panting.
“I don’t know what nonsense you’re spouting, so shut up and get ready. I’m the one who has to decide the timing anyway, aren’t I?!”
[No. We’ll decide the timing from here.]
At that moment, a leisurely voice cut into their communication channel.
[I’ve just gained control of an interesting item. This should be enough to act as a trigger.]
[Huh? Wasn’t this line opened exclusively for the commander?]
Song-ha asked, bewildered, and Baragan’s expression instantly darkened.
Recognizing the voice from beyond the network, he spoke in a low tone.
“…Artemeyer.”
[Baragan, it’s been a while.]
The Doctor chuckled.
[It’s already been over ten years since you left Pandemonium. Have you been well?]
“If I had been well, neither you nor I would be reuniting on a battlefield like this.”
Baragan retorted, spitting out the words.
“You, on the other hand, are still very much alive. Have you finally found a way to truly take on an incarnate form?”
[It’s merely a clumsy alternative. Not comparable to the totems you used to make.]
The Doctor replied.
[It’s truly regrettable that the Director so readily permitted your departure. To fully contain my Spiritual Presence, which is tainted by the knowledge of the Ascension Gate, a sorcery system completely unrelated to me would have been optimal.]
“Enough with the useless chatter, just start. Can’t you see the others dying like flies?”
BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG!!!
Assault ships and transport vessels exploded in succession each time lightning flashed through the golden wings.
Even the mobile fortresses on the ground and the transport vehicles of each legion couldn’t outrun the falling thunderbolts.
Baragan sneered, watching the elite soldiers of various factions dying indiscriminately across the battlefield.
“That thing, it grows stronger the more humans it kills. At this rate, it will extend its power beyond the Outskirts District and even to the Vulcan Central District.”
[…]
“Surely you don’t think the idiots in the City Council will stop it for us? If you want to settle this, you should start quickly.”
[Unfortunately, I am not here to settle things with Adamant Thunder.]
The Doctor said.
[I merely wish to know how far a Transcendent with such talent can reach, even in such a broken state… I believe it is nothing short of a miracle akin to the world’s end.]
“So?”
[For that, don’t you think sacrificing not only the Legion but even the destruction of Vulcan itself would be an acceptable price?]
“…”
[…]
At that moment, a chilling killing intent flowed through the Legion’s communication network.
This was because they realized The Doctor had deliberately crossed a line in front of the Legion commanders, whose top priority was the recapture of Vulcan.
“Artemeyer. Let me warn you now.”
Baragan said quietly.
“If, by any chance, you erase Vulcan from the map for that purpose, I will do the exact same thing to your hometown.”
[Haha, I’m joking. Of course, I still believe that the existence of one Adamant Thunder is more valuable than the entire city of Vulcan…]
But The Doctor responded leisurely, despite Song-ha’s and Baragan’s utterly cold reactions.
[The Director doesn’t kill people that easily. So I, too, should align with that direction for now. Speaking of which, shall we start right away?]
“Stop stalling and just do it! What the hell did you prepare that’s taking this long–”
KWOOOOOOONG!!!
Before Baragan could finish his sentence, a deafening roar erupted with a violent gust of wind.
The shockwave was so powerful that it scattered all the remaining fragments of clouds.
Baragan hastily turned his gaze, gaped at the scene unfolding before him.
The golden winged mass that had been sweeping through the Outskirts District, blowing up the remaining assault ships.
Because a black pyramid, damaged and scattering darkness, was ramming into the side of the Magic Tower.
“P-Primo Alert…!!!”
[It took a little time to hack into the control authority of your 3rd Command.]
The Doctor said.
[There were rumors that it was a legacy of the Imperial Palace of the Empire, and indeed, it was true upon inspection. I can see traces of efforts to modify the system authentication key to that of the Legion.]
[Heh. I don’t understand a single word you’re saying.]
“Artemeyer. You crazy old man…!!! Do you have any idea how much material assets that aerial fortress represents?!”
Baragan frothed at the mouth.
“That’s a strategic weapon that you couldn’t buy even if you gave an entire nation for it in this era!! If you smash it like that…!!!”
[Is there a problem with recycling something that’s already broken?]
KWA-KWA-KWA-KWA-KWA-KWAH!!!!
Next to the violently spinning golden wings, the black pyramid exploded and crumpled under the lightning.
Just as it had been overwhelmed when colliding with and breaking apart the Adamant Tower, it was once again crushed by the impact of mass colliding head-on.
However, since it was already a damaged and broken aerial fortress, it could be used as a shield as much as desired, provided one was prepared for its complete destruction.
The Doctor had hacked into the 3rd Command’s system, gained control, and forcibly lifted it using its remaining propulsion devices to ram it into the Adamant Tower.
KWA-KWA-KWAH!!!
With the collision of two super-massive strategic weapons, hundreds of meters in size, a shockwave spanning thousands of meters in radius devastated the ground.
High-rise buildings in the bustling city collapsed like dominoes, spewing out dense clouds of dust that obscured vision.
Amidst the earth-shattering impact, golden radiance and black pyramid fragments exploded and distorted, scattering everywhere.
[Baragan.]
The individual who instigated all this chaos asked nonchalantly.
[It seems it’s time for you to hurry, doesn’t it?]
“Damn old man. I know…!!!”
Baragan cursed and drew upon his magical power.
“Cooperating with you, this is the last time!!”
KWA-AAANG!!!!
The moment the winged serpent plunged down towards the epicenter where Adamant Thunder and the pyramid clashed.
Three super-massive strategic weapons, hundreds of meters in size, intersected in the sky above the Outskirts District, and everything turned pure white.
KUGUGUGUGU!!!!
The gigantic black pyramid shape floated in the dark sky.
The remnants of what was called Primo Alert, the aerial fortress that had served as the head of the Annihilation Campaign and the 3rd Command.
Now, a corpse warship, completely shattered and collapsed, barely maintaining its form.
The fortress of death, where all officers, soldiers, pilots, and operators had perished, swayed and floated in mid-air.
A grotesque sight of a corpse warship, devoid of any living person, standing alone and ramming into the Adamant Tower.
Beep!!
[System channel access complete. I’m finally getting used to the controls.]
The Doctor said in a leisurely tone, tapping the channel network.
[I’ll handle the deployment of the assault ships. I’ll assist you in entering the Domain while avoiding Adamant Thunder’s lightning strikes.]
[Wait, who is this? State your affiliation and name.]
The Blaiver Magic Tower’s Flame Pillar and high-level superhumans from the Ability Awakening Warband, aboard other assault ships, asked with wary voices.
[An outsider who wasn’t on the existing network. Who gave you communication access and command authority?]
[Call me The Doctor. And I didn’t receive command authority.]
The Doctor replied, remaining on the deck of the mobile fortress, looking up at the assault ships forming a squadron in the sky.
[I’m serving as a technical advisor to ensure our forces survive as much as possible and enter District 49. It’s a task well beyond your capabilities, but since I’m interested in this situation, I’ll assist.]
[The Doctor? Surely not that Doctor from Pandemonium?]
[Are you saying the designer of the Ascension Gate is on this battlefield right now?]
However, The Doctor did not listen long to the murmuring responses across the communication network.
[Unfortunately, there’s no time for introductions. Depart immediately.]
Flash!!
The Doctor chuckled softly, watching the countless lightning bolts striking down from the sky.
[From now on, I’ll need to focus on operating this broken toy.]
WOOOOONG!!!!
Simultaneously with The Doctor’s words, the hundreds-of-meters-long aerial fortress, now formless and broken, rose into the air.
Its center was pierced through by the Adamant Tower, which had transformed into a golden fighter jet, leaving it in a wretched state with its entire structure shattered.
The 3rd Command, Primo Alert, was breaking apart in real-time, with blood and debris flowing and falling everywhere.
[Emergency power system activated.]
CRACKLE, CRACKLE…!!
Over the black pyramid, which had a gaping hole in its center, electric currents leaked out and exploded.
The fortress swayed, emitting bizarre engine sounds as if it would stop operating and crash at any moment.
BOOOM!!!!
Simultaneously with The Doctor’s words, Primo Alert spun wildly and repeatedly rammed into the golden Magic Tower.
Each time the pyramid’s corners collided with the tower, sharp edges grated away, scattering debris.
CRRAAAACK!!!
The 3rd Command and the winged serpent spun fiercely around the surging Adamant Tower.
A magnificent spectacle of three super-massive strategic weapons, hundreds of meters in size, confronting each other in the sky above the Outskirts District.
Immediately after, The Doctor began to operate the system in earnest.
[Assault flight squadron reorganized. All 57 surviving assault ships are assigned identification numbers and forced into operation.]
[Standard Callout. Control Response.]
BWAAAAAAAAANG!!!!
At that moment, all dozens of assault ship squadrons simultaneously began to change their flight paths.
The Doctor’s leisurely voice echoed through each assault ship’s communication network.
[Assault Ship 12: Deviate flight path. Descend 12m and sequentially ignite propulsion system.]
[Assault Ship 87: Prepare evasive maneuver. Ascend 45 degrees and cross-turn. After 3 seconds, deflect hull to the left.]
[Assault Ship 44: Expected impact in 3 seconds. Consume all remaining fuel to accelerate and move full speed ahead.]
[Assault Ship 60: Emergency braking system activated. Stop after 2 seconds, fall for 6 seconds, then restart engines.]
CLICK!!
KUGUGUGU…!!!
KWA-AAANG!!!
Dozens of assault ships moved in different directions and at varying speeds, correcting their trajectories in real-time.
Some stopped in place and fell, while others accelerated at full power, surging ahead.
They deviated from the Outskirts District, turned, rotated their hulls, and commenced acrobatic flights.
The airships moved fluidly like living creatures, beyond the pilots’ control.
But immediately after The Doctor intervened, the rampaging dark-blue lightning bolts began to miss the assault ships by a hair’s breadth.
The lightning bolts narrowly grazed the assault ships, striking the self-propelled artillery and tanks that spewed fire on the ground.
FLASH!! KWA-KWA-KWA-KWAH!!!!
Despite the screams echoing from the ground, the superhumans aboard the assault ships displayed unconcealed awe.
“Unbelievable. To individually control dozens of airships and perform evasive maneuvers to that extent…!!”
“Is he simultaneously performing such immense calculations while operating that gigantic aerial fortress?”
[It’s not over yet, so be prepared. The opponent has lost its intellect, but its perception and intuition have reached a Transcendent level, a monster.]
The Doctor said.
[While prediction and psychological warfare are impossible, it will instinctively calculate our flight patterns and intercept us again.]
[Therefore, we will completely reorganize the evasive maneuver algorithm every 1.75 seconds to modify flight patterns in real-time.]
KWARARARANG!!!
“AAAAAAAH!!!”
All dozens of assault ships simultaneously changed their flight patterns, repeating rapid accelerations and decelerations from all directions.
Even the pilots and superhumans inside momentarily lost their balance, screaming loudly from all sides.
Due to their erratic movements, even the lightning bolts aiming for the assault ships momentarily lost their direction, veering off and missing.
KWA-KWA-KWA-KWAH!!!!
Amidst this, some flagship vessels could not avoid the lightning and exploded, or were simply vaporized or melted away.
The Doctor did not bat an eye.
[Minor errors and miscalculations are unavoidable. Swerve the bow sharply to starboard.]
“This crazy bastard…!!!”
“Artemeyer!!!!”
[When facing the Eastern Continent’s worst Grand Mage, not all responses can be perfect. Advance forward.]
DRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!
Simultaneously with The Doctor’s leisurely words, the black pyramid rotated at ultra-high speed and rammed into the side of the Magic Tower.
At the same time, above the epicenter where the golden Magic Tower and Primo Alert collided.
Lennok listened to The Doctor’s ongoing explanation while switching assault ships.
[Victor. As I explained earlier, your role in this matter is crucial.]
FLASH-
BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG!!!
He manipulated Mana Threads to avoid the Lightning Flashes, which struck with imperceptible speed.
Abandoning the exploding assault ship, he fell with Davi.
As he spun his body, wrapped in a shadow robe, he instantly launched dozens of Mana Threads into the air.
He sprinted along the walls of the high-rise buildings, which were collapsing like dominoes all around.
[I didn’t just hack and seize control of the 3rd Command’s operational authority to use it as a shield to stop Adamant Thunder’s Magic Tower.]
[Primo Alert is a type of cruiser built when the Imperial Palace of the Empire was still intact, and its engine possesses a special power.]
STOMP-STOMP-STOMP!!!
He stepped on crumbling building windows, accelerating along the slanted exterior walls of buildings.
[You must now enter the 3rd Command, which is colliding with Adamant Thunder’s Magic Tower, and activate a specific ‘function’ embedded in its engine.]
[The other commanders are currently focused on suppressing Adamant Thunder, so take Davi with you.]
[His authority should be able to activate Primo Alert’s engine function.]
‘What is that function?’
[Nothing much. It’s a function that opens a sort of ‘passage.’]
The Doctor chuckled.
[But in this situation, it will be the most essential key for us to enter District 49.]
‘…’
As if understanding Victor’s silence, The Doctor said.
[However, it’s unavoidable that this will place a heavy burden on you in some way. If you want another method–]
“No, I’ll start.”
Lennok sneered and drew upon his magical power.
“Having come this far, I have no intention of backing out.”
He already knew what The Doctor wanted from Victor.
What was needed was a force that could temporarily provide ‘balance’ to enter District 49 before Adamant Thunder.
It was undoubtedly a dangerous task, but precisely because of that, it was also something only Lennok could do.
One method to refine the Incarnation Body, which was pushing past rampancy to reach a higher state.
If the series of plans to enter District 49 ultimately connected to Lennok’s goal, there was no reason to hesitate.
The ‘collision’ he had prepared for, knowing the risks, from the moment he participated in the Annihilation Campaign under the identity of Victor.
In that case—
WHOOSH!!!
Lennok and Davi’s figures horizontally traversed crumbling offices and corridors, piercing through building windows.
They instantly leaped out from beneath the outer wall of the collapsing building.
CRASH!!
Using the slanted building as a shield, they dodged the lightning and impacts pouring from the sky.
Lennok hooked a Mana Thread onto falling debris, accelerated, and began a low-altitude flight. He pulled Davi up with him.
KWA-KWA-KWA-KWAH!!!!
“Ugh…!!”
An ultra-high-speed aerial maneuver, pulling a person and instantly breaking the sound barrier.
Davi, hanging by a Mana Thread, couldn’t endure it and groaned.
His eyes bloodshot from the rapidly changing air pressure and altitude difference, he muttered with difficulty.
“Impossible… How can you pull a person and…!!”
“Shut your mouth if you don’t want your tongue cut off.”
SWISH!!
Lennok, pulling his collar to make him avoid debris, said coldly.
“I’ve done this a few times, so it will definitely succeed. I don’t care if you die or not, but you need to stay alive until we reach the Command engine room, so endure.”
“Cough!! You’ve done this kind of thing, several times… You’re insane.”
Davi coughed with difficulty, offering a bitter smile.
“I… I misjudged you… I’ll just hold tight to my belt.”
“Good, quick to understand your place.”
WHOOSH…!!
Lennok, tilting his body in mid-air and estimating where to land, said.
“Here we go.”
ZAP-ZAP-ZAP!!!
Mana Threads extending from beneath his shadow robe plunged into both sides of the collapsing building, compressing Lennok’s body.
It was as if he were a slingshot bullet, with Mana Threads positioned in the center of the string, drawing back the weight to the fullest.
With a creaking sound, the stretched Mana Threads snapped back, accelerating his speed at that instant.
Lennok’s figure accelerated past the speed of sound with a shockwave.
PWAAAAAAAAANG!!!!
A black silhouette horizontally traversed the debris of the crumbling high-rise buildings.
The target was the Command Center, clashing in the heart of the Outskirts District, being crushed and shattered by the Magic Tower’s power.
WOOOONG!!!
As Lennok approached, the Adamant Tower immediately reacted and turned.
The dark-blue lightning flashed across the surface of the golden wings, and with the completion of the Chanting Thunder incantation, the spell was unleashed.
It precisely pierced Lennok’s flight path, turning the high-rise building collapsing behind him into a handful of ashes.
[He dodged it!!!]
Ermont, observing the situation from an assault ship, shouted into the communication network.
[You crazy bastard!! You terrifying fiend!! Just die already!!]
[Ermont. How can you be so malicious to Victor?]
[Sir Black Wizard. I will be sure to remember and convey your words to the Manipulation Spellcaster later.]
The voices of the members echoed across various communication channels.
The commanders of the Ability Awakening Warband, Blaiver Magic Tower, and Mechanized Legion, who had entered the Outskirts District shortly after, were also watching the situation.
[Truly incredible. Even for a sorcerer who directly manipulates space…]
[He’s directly perceiving and dodging Adamant Thunder’s lightning. How high is his Empathic Ability?]
Amidst the chaotic battle, some listened to The Doctor’s explanations, others understood the situation from the battle itself, and attempted to enter District 49.
Everyone understood the role of the Manipulation Spellcaster, who was leading Davi and sprinting through the lightning storm.
[He’s doing incredibly well, but it’s a completely illogical operation. It wouldn’t be strange if he died at any moment…]
[In effect, we’ve entrusted the task to the Manipulation Spellcaster’s abilities. We aren’t in such a leisurely position either.]
[This isn’t the time to be picky. If we fail, we’ll all be caught in Adamant Thunder’s ascension and die.]
[We move while the Manipulation Spellcaster draws Adamant Thunder’s attention. If not now, we won’t get another chance.]
KWA-AAAH!!!
Lennok’s figure accelerated, increasing speed to avoid the giant cocoon-like form clad in golden wings.
He barely dodged the falling lightning, using the crumbling buildings as a shield for flight.
Lennok changed his flight path using Flicker, and his expression hardened beneath his mask as he stared at the shattered building.
‘He can’t even distinguish living beings. It was something I had to accept once I fed him Jinwa’s Fruit….’
Jinwa’s Fruit was the final preparation Lennok had procured to forcibly raise the Incarnation Body’s consciousness to the 9th-level threshold during its rampage.
This was because for the Incarnation Body to wield lightning that had reached the 9th-level threshold, it needed a consciousness and Will-thought that had also reached the 9th-level.
That was why Lennok had force-fed the Incarnation Body the fruit containing an Ascendant’s power, causing it to rampage, nearly reaching 9th-level.
However, as a recoil, the Incarnation Body had also reached a state where it could no longer distinguish between himself and others at all.
It wouldn’t attack him if it recognized him, but because it couldn’t distinguish him, that premise itself was meaningless.
Instead, it would only raise the danger level of entities it hadn’t destroyed and change its response.
KIIIIIIING…!!!
Dozens of dark-blue lightning bolts, which had been focused on shattering the remnants of the 3rd Command, simultaneously turned towards them.
The lightning born within the dark-blue nebula collided with each other, amplifying their power through annihilation.
Then, leaping through space, they fell towards Lennok without any perceived speed.
Lightning-type Unique Magic
Property Transformation Manifestation
Fate’s Libra: Extreme Art, Fifth Law
[Chanting Thunder]
DA-DA-DA-DA-DA-DA-DANG!!!!
“…!!!”
The dark-blue lightning bolts struck the city without any warning, tearing apart space in lines.
The second Property Transformation of the Extreme Art, Fifth Law, ‘descending’ upon the spacetime coordinates targeted simultaneously with the incantation.
The Incarnation Body, standing at the 9th-level threshold, was already freely wielding the Property Transformation of the Extreme Art, Fifth Law.
Although it was a degraded version of the Transcendent Magic, [World’s Ten Laws], it was still a profound principle of Property Transformation that had never existed in this world.
Davi, too, gritted his teeth, completely unaware of the approaching lightning bolts falling all around.
“Ugh…!!”
“Hold tight.”
FLASH!!
Lennok’s figure, flying low as if grazing the ground, dodged the lightning bolts that leaped through space and fell.
He leapt over the shockwaves of lightning that rushed like waves, narrowly evading every single lightning spear that rained down.
[He dodged them all. Impossible…!!]
[There were absolutely no blind spots. This is beyond calculation!!]
[Prediction calculation failed. Evasion route generation impossible.]
KUGUGUGU…!!!
Failing to kill Lennok in one go, the golden wings immediately shifted their target.
Stopping the lightning that was striking the Command Center, its entire massive form turned towards Lennok.
CRACKLE-CRACKLE-CRACKLE-CRACKLE!!!!!
The lightning blooming within the dark-blue nebula contained an immeasurably vast well of lightning.
The lightning born from the flashing well of lightning collided with each other, rapidly converging.
Then, taking on the form of tangible magic once more, it was shot towards Lennok.
[Lightning Well]
[Piercing Practice]
KWA-AAANG!!!!
The avariciously swollen light of thunder, stained black, swept across the ground.
The menacingly distorted lightning vaporized the crumbling building debris and rotated at supersonic speed.
It instantly detected Lennok’s accelerating movement from afar and intercepted him.
“Victor!!!”
Such skill, scattering area-of-effect spells to narrow the flight path, then intercepting and bringing down the target with powerful piercing magic.
Was the intuition to use spellcraft as a wizard still remaining, even after being driven mad and broken to that extent?
There was no time to be amazed by that monstrous transcendence, which felt stranger the more he faced it.
KWA-KWA-KWA-KWAH!!
An acute interception, executed after pushing his speed to the limit, adjusting his flight path, and finishing the use of Flicker.
Davi, who instinctively felt it was unavoidable, drew upon his magical power.
CLICK!!
The sleeve of the shadow robe fluttered, revealing the shape of a dazzling azure gauntlet.
Beautiful and metaphysical, as if sculpted from glass shards, its intense and elegant form captivated all gazes just by its presence.
In the instant Davi’s gaze was involuntarily drawn to the beautiful gauntlet, Lennok drew upon his magical power.
KIIIIIIING…!!!
Black Mana Threads intricately tangled around the azure gauntlet, burrowing into space.
A bizarre scene unfolded, where space itself cracked like glass along Lennok’s left hand, forming fissures.
Before Davi could understand its meaning, Lennok raised the gauntlet, entwined with Mana Threads.
KWOOOOOOOONG!!!!!!
A violet orb spun within the gauntlet, crushing spacetime like a miniature black hole.
The pinnacle of Manipulation Spellcraft, forcibly distorting gravity in all directions to form a localized distortion point at specific coordinates.
Observers, faced with a black hole manifesting in reality, unbelievable even to their eyes, simultaneously gasped.
[It’s coming!!!!]
[This will be the first and last time. Has it begun…!!]
[Adamant Thunder and Victor, head-on…!!!]
One crucial premise absolutely necessary for The Doctor’s plan to enter District 49 during the Ascension Ritual.
The existence of a transcendent spellcraft or talent capable of receiving Adamant Thunder’s lightning ‘head-on’ for even a single moment.
Neither the Crimson Star Clan’s True Ancestor Vampire, nor Kundara’s Eight Great Dragon Kings, nor Ars Nova’s Imperial Family.
Everyone knew that The Doctor intended for Victor’s abilities, and no one else’s, to meet that condition.
For the first time ever, the Eastern Continent’s worst Grand Mage and Pandemonium’s Manipulation Spellcaster clashed head-on.
Reversing the dynamic of their previous clash at Anathema’s Temple, they now drew upon magical power against each other.
The Legion and Pandemonium members surrounding the Outskirts District. Mages and priests. Superhumans and thousands of psychics.
The City Council and officials observing the battlefield. Even the citizens of Vulcan witnessed the scene.
At that moment, the magnificent golden wings and the azure gauntlet spun almost simultaneously from dozens of meters apart.
The dark-blue lightning and the violet black hole collided in mid-air at immense speed, emitting an eerie resonant sound.
TEEEEEEERRRRRRRRAAAAAAAANG!!!!