The Magic Empire for 20,000 years

Chapter 190 A Heavy Fate

DingTalk.

The arrows rained down on the golems, but were easily deflected, failing to stop the progress of these mystical sculptures.

"No, these sculptures are too sturdy."

"Use magic. Use magic to destroy these sculptures."

Many elven mages also cast spells, unleashing colorful incantations upon the golem.

However, when these spells touched the golem, they were absorbed by an invisible force, like a clay ox sinking into the sea, and failed to produce any obvious effect.

"What kind of monster is this? How can it be so sturdy?!"

"And it also has strong resistance to magic!"

If the elves understood the golems' characteristics and weaknesses, they might employ effective tactics. For example, they could use adamantite weapons effective against golems, employ spells like Force Field Wall that don't directly affect golems and ignore magic resistance to hinder their progress, and prepare in advance Fossilize and Rust Claw spells specifically for rock and steel golems…

However, this was the first time they had faced such an enemy, and they were completely unable to mount an effective counterattack, falling into a state of panic.

At this moment, numerous golems approached the brass palace where the ceremony was taking place from all directions, forming a ring around it.

And this encirclement is still shrinking.

……

"Your Majesty Larklai, something terrible has happened! A large number of humans, along with their airships and golems, have suddenly appeared."

"These humans seem to want to take over the palace and disrupt His Majesty's ceremony."

Upon hearing the guard's message, Laclaus, who was acting as a conduit for divine power and performing the ritual, frowned:

"How could this be?"

How did they know about this secret ritual?

The King of the Sun Elves waved his sleeve, his tone resolute:

"They're just a group of humans."

"Activate the palace's [Maze Lock] barrier to keep them out!"

"The legends who did not participate in the ceremony also immediately took action and defeated these humans."

"We'll be able to complete the ceremony in just a little while."

To ensure the success of the ceremony, Larklas had summoned over 100 high-ranking mages and priests from the royal family in advance, who were now gathered in the palace.

In addition to the [Maze] barrier protecting the palace, and the many legends outside...

What is there to fear from the mere humans of Eldoron?
Crunch.

Hearing the massive magic circle begin to operate, knowing this was the sign that the [Maze] barrier was activated, Larklais breathed a sigh of relief and glared at the reluctant legendary spellcaster beside him:
"Speed ​​up the ceremony."

"In 15 minutes, we will complete the ceremony and successfully weave our destiny."

Above Seymour, the image of "Seymour traveling east" was slowly distorting.

But it seemed as if some incredibly heavy force was preventing this twist of fate.

Human goods circulating in the elven realm, golems constantly being manufactured in magical production bases, new generation of surface spellcasters who have successfully advanced to the ninth ring after studying magic for two or three decades, three newly born human legends, and two unknown destinies involving extremely high ranks...

Eldoron's strength and influence on the continent are now acting as rivets of destiny, firmly anchoring the current reality and preventing any attempt to shake this destiny.

"Strange, why is this fate so heavy and difficult to weave?"

"Is it because the human kingdom has become stronger and more influential during my absence?"

Laclais gritted his teeth, mobilizing the power of God's chosen people as much as possible to fight against the rock-heaven fate, crimson blood flowing from his eyes.

The Sun Elf King tried hard not to think about one possibility:
Even if it borrows a trace of the power of the goddess Alos, can this ritual truly succeed in the face of Eldoron's firmly established fate?
……

At the same time, within the magnificent royal palace complex, circles of magic circles inscribed with obscure runes lit up.

——【Lock Barrier】!
This is a protective barrier woven from high-level elven magic.

A phantom barrier of light enveloped the vast royal palace complex, keeping human spellcasters and airships out of the night sky.

"All spellcasters, do your best to maintain the barrier and prevent those humans from intruding."

"Guards and high-ranking warriors, do your best to delay the golem legion that has already entered the palace..." Throughout the Sun Elf Royal Palace, one mage and priest after another chanted incantations, channeling their power into the glowing barrier, making the illusory light barrier even more solid and sturdy.

A howling wind in the night sky.

General Thor, who had already become a near-legend 10 years ago and was just one step away from becoming a legend, looked down at the shimmering barrier and frowned slightly.

"All-out attack!"

"Activate the Eldoron War Magic Ritual to shatter this eggshell!"

Long before they were teleported here, many high-ranking human spellcasters had already made the necessary preparations for the ritual, and now only the final step remained.

They all spread their arms wide, chanting ancient incantations, and their bodies radiated brilliant light.

One beam of light after another connects everyone together, just as connecting the stars in the sky into constellations, weaving them into a beautiful pattern.

More than 200 high-ranking human mages and warlocks, including about 20 ninth-ring spellcasters, have united their power into one.

The vast majority of them were children from the surface world who grew up after the educational reforms of the first year of the empire.

Two or three decades after embarking on the path of magic, the ordinary geniuses, one in ten thousand, finally stepped into the advanced sixth ring realm. And those peerless geniuses, one in a hundred thousand, even stepped into the ninth ring realm, becoming the strongest before the legends.

Finally, after 30 years, this education reform that has benefited ordinary people has yielded its final results!

Rumble.

An unimaginable, terrifying force crashed against the solid barrier of light.

The seemingly indestructible barrier shook violently.

A series of cracks spread out with a creaking sound.

"Attack effective. Airship activates Arcane Cannon, continuously and intensively attacking the crack."

Each airship also extended its arcane cannons forged from magic crystals.

boom.

boom.

boom.

Fire, ice, lightning, negative energy, positive energy, force fields...

Different forms of energy cannons were fired in succession, hitting the cracks in the light barrier.

—These airships, combining elemental binding technology and futuristic technology left over from the Mind Flayer ships, are the culmination of Eldoron's extraordinary technology!
……

"No, at this rate, the barrier won't last more than a few minutes!"

Inside the royal palace below.

The many high-ranking Sun Elf spellcasters maintaining the barrier were pale-faced and their foreheads were covered in sweat.

In terms of quantity, quality, and teamwork, they were clearly inferior to the high-ranking spellcasters of Eldoron. They also had to occasionally spare a hand to halt the golem army's advance.

If it weren't for the fact that the [Mist Lock] barrier itself could provide some protection, it would probably have already been defeated.

"When did the human kingdom of Eldoron come to have so many powerful spellcasters?"

"Such power far surpasses that of any elven family other than the royal family!"

"Has the human kingdom of Eldoron grown to this extent over the years?"

How could they know that Eldorland, where diplomatic relations had just been established back then, was merely an Eldorland that was still developing and seeing initial results from the popularization of magic education? What they were facing now was the complete form of magic education after 30 years of continuous development.

"Wait, look there!" an elven mage pointed to a corner of the night sky.

In the night sky beyond the barrier, eight streaks of light shot rapidly toward the group of human spellcasters.

It's legendary.

The legend of eight Sun Elves who have not yet participated in the ceremony.

These eight people include:

The brothers Serka and Loran from the Radiant Family, the siblings Alamir and Guiraser from the Golden Petal Family, Prince Elf who soars through the skies using his [Winged Boots], and three other Noble Legends from different families.

(End of this chapter)