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Chapter 452 Countermeasures
"Leave that monster to me."

With a solemn expression, Möbius swung his cane and rapier, cleaving open a portal. He stepped into it and appeared out of thin air deep within the thunderclouds, confronting the large group of people from afar.

Spellcasting is a type of magic that excels in areas such as summoning otherworldly creatures, creating objects, teleporting, and healing.

In terms of destructive power alone, it is actually inferior to the Shaping System, which has more direct control over energy.

Unfortunately, at this time and in this place, only he could step up.

Fifth Ring, Conjuration Spell, [Steel Wind Slash]!
Without needing to chant any spells, Möbius gripped the hilt of his sword and slashed downwards, his entire body blending into the wind as he instantly flashed behind the large group.

The sword, imbued with force field energy, slashed at the barrels of the bio-electromagnetic cannons mounted on the backs of the large group of creatures.

clang--

The sword's edge was steadily blocked by the semi-mechanical long tail.

The swarm, having just absorbed a massive amount of electricity from the Ravenscott Park substation, emitted a ghostly blue light from the thorns on their backs, transmitting the immense power to the very tips of their long tails.

It's sizzling!

The surging electric current melted the cane and rapier in mid-air.

A series of shattering sounds rang out from Möbius's body, each shattering symbolizing the absorption of a portion of external damage.

He remained expressionless, his retina reflecting the ferocious long tail hurtling toward his chest. Suddenly, his left arm accelerated, blocking the attack in front of him.

Sixth Ring, a spell of the Conjuration school, [Secret Technique]

Two circular teleportation arrays formed in the blink of an eye, one blocking Möbius's way, and the other appearing at the back of the neck of the large group.

The effect of the secret gate is to open two portals, connecting two different spaces.

Similar to the teleportation gun in the classic game Portal.

The long tail of the mechanical swarm, still brimming with momentum, plunged into the relatively vulnerable nape of the swarm itself.

This was a golden opportunity. Möbius reached his right hand into the portal and unleashed a fifth-circle spell: [Plague Swarm].

sand--

A vast array of ferocious insects, a mixture of locust and scarab beetle features, flapped their wings and appeared in the spherical space beneath Möbius's palm.

These insects, smelling the scent of blood, became extremely excited and went berserk, lunging at the large group of wounds on the back of their necks.

They certainly couldn't gnaw through the hardened flesh of the large group, but they could find a way to squeeze through any gaps and block the breathing holes on the group's body.

Then the chain of burning continued!

These insects are a special species, originating from the world of ancient Egyptian mythology, and are usually fed high-calorie tar substances.

At that moment, they all spontaneously combusted, and the burning grease flowed into the large ventilation ducts.

[Respiratory system temperature detected exceeding the safety threshold by 37%, classified as a Category A threat; emergency response procedures initiated.]

The mechanical dance troupe twisted their bodies suddenly, their giant scythe forelimbs sweeping and slashing, forcing Möbius back.

[The internal cooling process is activated, and the core processor switches to redundant cooling mode.]

Inside the large group, an industrial-grade air conditioner with Sister Dong's portrait on it was running at full speed, blowing out icy cold air that extinguished all the burning grease.

[Activate the damage assessment subroutine to record combat style in the Möbius Archive. Combine this with the player forum's database of spellcasters to update combat strategies and optimize battle plans.]

The group's thinking pattern was originally very similar to that of a biological machine. After being revived and integrated with machinery by Li Sheng, it became even more like an AI program.

The highly developed brain, packed with computing units, improved its combat strategy in the blink of an eye.

The upper limbs, giant scythe, long tail, shoulder machine guns and cannons, back electromagnetic cannons—all usable parts—launched a fierce and dense attack on Möbius, giving him no chance to regain distance.

At the same time, the mechanical eyes of the swarm of machines flickered, projecting a three-dimensional image.

The content reads: "Mobius is seen intimately embracing the Queen of England on the roof of Buckingham Palace, romantically watching the stars together." What on earth is this?

With a tremor of his hand, Möbius's newly reforged cane rapier was once again cleaved in two by the giant scythe, and he was cut in half at the waist.

Click.

Beneath the coat, another magical artifact shattered, taking the fatal blow for him.

Möbius flashed to a kilometer away, his injuries healing in the blink of an eye. However, the horde had already arrived at full speed, and this time, the mechanical eye projected another photograph.

[Mobius proposes to the pregnant prince with a bouquet of flowers]

Such an absurd scene in such a high-intensity battle left the mage with a speechless feeling of "laughing in exasperation".

Undoubtedly, the group obtained information from player forums that Möbius himself valued his reputation and had a strong sense of national identity with Britain, and then used AI to generate images to disrupt his mind.

Even a few percent or a fraction of a percent interference can be enough to decide the outcome.

Uh, wait a minute. It seems like it's not just pictures.

The projected images came to life, transforming into a vivid video with sound, projected onto the dark clouds above London. Broadcasts were made to all Londoners awakened by the explosions.

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Have you ever been elbowed at the speed of light?

I believe the vast majority of players would choose no for this question.

The people in the clock tower were the same; they were surrounded by the radiant glow of various passive magical items.

Or it can create multiple illusions of itself, moving in sync to disrupt the ants as much as possible;

Or it could be a passive defense mechanism, teleporting the user to a distance of over a kilometer once a violent external attack is detected.

Even so, the clock tower mages remained highly tense—the physical destructive effects of the warp drive were too violent, and they also doubted whether the magical items could take effect as quickly as the speed of light.

Apart from Möbius, the others were scattered in alleys and on rooftops, casting spells in unison.

[Silent Spellcasting] - Slightly increases spiritual energy consumption in exchange for not having to chant incantations when casting spells.

Arcane Haste – Increases the casting speed of all spells.

[Alliance with Allies] - Share your own buffs with teammates at a percentage rate.

【Arcane Link】—Connects with fellow mages, reducing the difficulty of casting spells.

The group worked together seamlessly, as if connected by an invisible network, jointly harnessing arcane energy to create a large-scale spell called "Time Freeze".

hum!
The air within a 30-meter radius around Li Sheng instantly became viscous and heavy, exhibiting a gel-like texture.

Time seems wrong; it's slowed down.

Raindrops fell slowly into the gel, and the music coming from the nightclub became low and slow under the Doppler effect.

"call."

Nikolai breathed a sigh of relief. If he could, he really didn't want to fight the ants, but he was in the guild and had no choice.

He plunged his cane into his abdomen, sacrificing his own life force to unleash the [Plane Exile] skill.

The other mages in the bell tower, three of whom remained, continued to guide and maintain the large-scale spell [Time Freeze].
The others either unleashed green beams of disintegration magic, blasted fireballs, or released lightning from their ten fingers.

All kinds of attacks are slowed down upon entering the spacetime gel, moving as slowly as a snail.

Once the [time freeze] is lifted, these attacks will return to their original speed and instantly strike the ant.
Just as the mages were calculating in their minds, a cowboy phantom with a bright smile on his face and a whip in his hand floated out, ignoring the spacetime stagnant force field.

(End of this chapter)