Arknights' Lock of Heaven

The arrow was aimed at Xia Yu, which was only seven or eight meters away, so there was no need for much aiming.

With just a simple gesture, I could pierce through his fragile body.

Thor was confident he could make a hole in even heavily armored knights.

However, the person in front of me had such a calm gaze.

It was as if the spell he held in his hand wasn't a terrifying magic that could take his life in an instant.

Thor even saw a hint of mockery in his eyes.

But he didn't have time to think about it anymore.

The Sarkaz were almost past the advisor.

We can't let them stop us!

Thor made a quick decision and shouted, "Go..."

Before he could even utter the word "death," he was struck hard in the side.

It's Kevin!

This friend whom he had ruthlessly abandoned, this friend who rushed to his aid the moment he saw him injured, this friend whom he had kicked away—his eyes were filled with incomprehension and confusion, but his actions were without the slightest hesitation.

He stood up and bumped into Thor's shoulder.

Kevin didn't know why Thor attacked Dr. Anto.

But he knew that with Wolumonde in dire straits, Rhodes Island was the first organization to extend a helping hand to them.

We can't let him succeed.

They even raised so much food for the people here!

We can't let their people die here like this!

For Wolumond!

With a full-force ramming from an adult male, Thor was knocked off balance and onto the ground by Kevin, just as he had hoped.

And so, the two, who shared the same goal but made different choices, collided violently and fell to the ground.

However, Originium Arts are not like crossbows or guns, which require the user to maintain balance.

Spirit is the key to activating Originium Arts. As an excellent caster, even if you are knocked to the ground, the Originium Arts you have already aimed at will not go astray.

The arrow, radiating a chilling aura and accompanied by a terrifying shriek, flew unstoppably forward.

But at least, at least, Kevin's actions bought him some time.

The two closest Sarkaz had already arrived in front of Xia Yu.

They had no giant shields in their hands and no armor on their bodies, but they still stood between Xia Yu and Feng Shi without hesitation.

Just as Thor clung to the controlled spellcasting units as a lifeline, they all knew that if the spellcasting units were overloaded again, none of the people here would survive.

Mudrock, this Sarkaz who was prepared all along, although she didn't have time to awaken her indestructible 'friend', still gripped her warhammer and stood in front of Xia Yu.

She didn't know if she could withstand the attack, after all, it was an arrowhead imbued with the life force of a sorcerer.

But she still stood there.

Hopefully, the thick combat suit I'm wearing will provide some protection.

Everything seemed to slow down in Thor's eyes.

He knew this was a side effect of using this Originium Arts.

He can transform the ice shield spell into an indestructible arrow in an instant, relying on this forbidden technique.

He watched as the arrow he had conjured, having exhausted half his life, flew resolutely toward its target.

He could see the despair in Kevin's eyes as he pressed down on him.

He can see...

boom!

what?

Outside the tent, a familiar figure tore the cloth to shreds, about to crash into his own spell.

A black sheriff's uniform, slicked-back horns, and meticulously styled hair.

That was his own father.

How long has it been since I've seen him look so energetic?

Since the incident at Wolumonde, he, like everyone else at the city hall, has been preoccupied with the future and has no time to take care of his personal hygiene.

I remember the last time I saw a father so spirited was when...

Wait, why is Father here?!

Severin looked at his son with shock, grief, and anger...

There was no doubt.

It was as if I knew exactly why he would do it the moment he made his move.

The complex emotions in his eyes even made the latter freeze in place.

He charged headlong into the arrowhead that had nearly killed his son.

No matter what, it cannot be...

Wolumond finally saw a glimmer of hope, how could this happen...?

Destroyed here!

Even if he was her only son!

It has to be said that these two, father and son, are really alike; they are both so decisive.

Thor looked at his resolute father, his eyes pleading.

But Severin remained unmoved.

Although he knew why his son did this, it was clear that he would not, and could not, side with his son.

Even if I die here today!

For this city that I have protected my whole life.

While this determination is admirable, for Xia Yu, who has already set the stage, this development does not fit her own script.

With one hand dragging the spellcasting unit, Xia Yu used the other hand to push aside the mud and rocks blocking her way with unwavering force.

He stepped forward, and with a thought, the 'audience' who had entered the stage was bound to the spot by the Lock of Heaven.

Then, he stepped forward again, raised his right hand, and an abundance of magic instantly flowed into his body from the Holy Grail.

Concentrate, harden!

The simplest spells, under the Holy Grail's transformative power, underwent a qualitative change on his middle and thumb fingers.

At this moment, his fingers were comparable to any divine weapon.

Then, Xia Yu bent her middle finger and interlocked it with her thumb.

Charge up... Release!

The pale fingernails clashed with the arrowhead that held half of Thor's life in its grasp.

Ding!

The result was the latter's instantaneous defeat.

The azure magic, carrying an unshakeable force, instantly shattered the icy arrows.

The latter didn't even have a chance to shatter and scatter, causing any collateral damage. The magic power, specially tuned to be intensely hot, vaporized the fragments the moment they flew out.

The terrifying spell, capable of piercing through a knight's heavy armor, didn't even last a second.

"..."

Seeing this, Mudstone silently lowered his head and looked at his hammer.

Even though it was expected, but...

That's really impressive.

Pa tower.

The Sarkaz who had rushed towards Xia Yu behind him crashed to the ground, rolling around in a stunned heap.

Outside the ripped tent, the members of the Wolumonde City Hall cast awe-inspiring glances at Xia Yu.

No one understood the significance of the scene before them better than those who lived in the towering nation of Letania.

This country is ultimately ruled by sorcerers. From the former Witch King to the current Twin Queens, powerful sorcerers have always been the rulers of this country.

The person before them could easily manipulate the overloaded spellcasting unit with one hand, and effortlessly shatter that obviously complex secret technique...

If this were during the time of the Witch King, people like us would have immediately knelt down with our foreheads on the ground upon seeing him.

Severin was suspended in mid-air, staring blankly at his son.