Above the mage

Chapter 416 Overload

The wind elemental dragon spews out azure vortexes from a high vantage point.

The cyan figure was hidden beneath the cyan vortex.

The wind elemental dragon lowered its eyes, only able to see the azure vortex it was spewing out, unable to detect the "tiny" azure figure below the vortex.

Only the high-ring mages, led by Theodore, were able to clearly see the blue figure's movements from their different angles as they hovered below the wind network.

Of course, it would be really low-class for a dignified fifth-tier wind elemental creature to only be able to observe things with its eyes.

The problem is that the cyan figure is entirely composed of pure wind element. Without being able to see its true form, in the wind dragon's perception, it is a pure wind element creature.

Only by seeing it with one's own eyes can one understand that although the blue figure is composed exactly like a wind elemental creature, it has absolutely no relation to wind elemental creatures whatsoever.

As a wind elemental dragon, if it is convinced that the blue figure it perceives is just a wind elemental creature, why would it focus its attention on the blue figure?

Therefore, the cyan figure entered the wind network in a very natural and smooth way.

Wind networks restrict the passage of third-order creatures.

Its rank is clearly not at the third rank, and it is unimpeded.

"Holy crap...:..?!" Gao De pulled another mage companion who was almost drowning out of the water, took a deep breath, and then subconsciously looked in the direction of Feng Luo.

He understood that the key to this battle lay in the outcome of the fight between the high-level mages and the wind elemental dragons in front of the Wind Network.

Therefore, after his own team capsized, he became even more concerned about the battle between the high-level mages and the wind elemental dragon.

Then, with just that one glance, Gaode saw a scene that greatly shocked him:

His own Storm Soul had actually appeared at the entrance of the Wind Network and was sneakily heading into it.

No, it's only been a few minutes since I last paid attention to this guy...: Where the hell did it run off to?

Are you coming back for dinner?

The cyan figure, the Soul of Storms, naturally couldn't hear Gao De's endless inner turmoil, nor could he care about the shock of the high-level mages in front of the Wind Network.

It simply followed its instincts and kept moving forward.

Storm Soul's body was covered with a layer of fine, flowing blue light, like a veil of light, making its movements incredibly light.

In its perception, at the source of this cyan vortex, there exists an incredibly dense mass of wind elemental energy, its allure comparable to that of the Gemberry's enticement of beasts.

The Storm Soul's "appetite" seems to have no upper limit; it appears that it will never be full no matter how much wind element energy it consumes.

The only limitation is the speed at which it absorbs wind elemental energy.

Although the wind network is not yet stable, it is still quite easy for a small karami to pass through.

As you move through the wind, the surrounding space ripples slightly, like fish swimming in water creating waves.

It brushed past the wind elemental creatures that kept emerging from the wind network, becoming the only one going against the flow.

After a moment of shock, another bright beam of light shot out from Theodore's obsidian staff.

【dawn】.

Theodore cast the fifth ring spell once again.

The beam of light, like a giant sword burning with the power of the sun, pierced through the wind network, causing the surrounding space to groan under its strain, and even the edges of the wind network rippled with distortion.

It skillfully bypassed the blue vortex spewed out by the wind elemental dragon and landed precisely on the wind elemental dragon's back.

The golden light elemental energy instantly shredded a large chunk of its back into tiny wind elemental particles.

The particles danced in the air like scattered dandelions or shimmering stardust.

Although it didn't result in the same blood and gore as when attacking a real physical creature, it still managed to tear off a large chunk from the wind elemental dragon's body, creating a gap.

But the wind elemental dragon didn't care at all.

Firstly, for an energy-based organism like this, pain is simply not a possibility.

Another point is that it has already suffered this kind of damage many times in just a few minutes.

It merely activated the cyan crystal core in its brain to rotate slightly, rapidly drawing in the wind element particles formed from parts of its own body.

Driven by the powerful force of the cyan crystal core, these wind element particles were molded back into body parts, like easily shaped clay, filling the empty spaces.

But the next moment, a hint of disbelief and incomprehension flashed across the wind elemental dragon's pupils, which were composed of vortexes and hurricanes.

All the high-level mages outside the wind network exchanged glances, their expressions somewhat unreadable.

The root cause of the emotional shift between the two sides is that, at this moment, even after being absorbed and reshaped by the cyan crystal core, a small piece is still missing from the back of the wind elemental dragon.

Previously, no matter how many physical defects a wind elemental dragon had, it could quickly reassemble its body after reabsorbing the scattered wind elemental particles. The only change was that the reassembled parts appeared ethereal and elusive, unlike the original solid parts.

But this time, it was clear that a piece was missing out of thin air.

It was as if some of the raw materials used to reshape the body were missing.

But how come there's a missing part?

The wind elemental dragon didn't understand.

However, it is the only one that does not understand.

Its attention was currently preoccupied with the attack of the Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon, and it couldn't even shift its head much, let alone turn around to look at what was happening behind it.

Therefore, it could not see that a ghostly blue figure, which it perceived as a harmless wind elemental creature, was roaming on its back.

The instant [Dawn] shredded a portion of the wind dragon's body into wind element particles, the cyan figure pounced on it like a dog that hadn't eaten for days.

The cyan light swirling around him transformed into miniature tornadoes, spinning rapidly to form an energy vortex that frantically sucked in the surrounding wind element particles.

Although the Wind Dragon immediately activated the cyan crystal core to absorb these wind element particles and reorganize its body, in that short moment, the Soul of Storms had already "eaten" a considerable number of wind element particles.

This also resulted in a shortage of wind element particles, which served as raw materials, when the wind elemental dragon was reconstructing its body.

The wind element particles from fifth-tier wind elemental creatures are so pure that they are like a thousand-year-old ginseng to the Soul of Storms.

Just this one bite has already made the emerald green light spots in its body grow even stronger.

It raised its head and looked at the group of high-level mages outside the wind network.

The wind dragon cannot turn around, nor can its movements be seen, but the high-level mages facing the wind dragon from afar can see all of the storm spirit's movements clearly.

Storm Spirit didn't yet possess true eyes or expressions, yet at this moment, all the high-ring mages strangely understood Storm Spirit's meaning:

Keep going!

boom! boom! boom!

One after another, the loud crashes of warships collapsing and crashing onto the sea echoed.

Each sound was like a heavy hammer striking everyone's heart.

As the first warship exhausted the magic of the Orik Crystal, lost its Holy Light Shield, and capsized on the sea, it triggered a chain reaction, and more and more warships fell into the same situation.

Reaching tens of meters high, it forms thick curtains of water that press down relentlessly with immense force.

The water splashed with broken planks, broken comb handles, and even some spirit energy that had been swept up in it, creating a chaotic scene.

When the water curtain fell, the waves it created were over ten feet high, stirring up layers of raging waves on the sea and swallowing everything nearby.

At this moment, Gaode could no longer pay attention to Storm Soul, which had already penetrated deep into the tiger's den.

He once again dived into the water to avoid the bombardment of the water pressure, while also working with Tuanzi to help the mages who had lost control in the water and were in danger.

The flippers and wrists formed by the "Ocean Touch+" on Gaode's body swung rapidly, darting nimbly through the water, leaving a long trail of bubbles behind him.

"This is bad," Gao De thought to himself as he rescued the people.

Looking at the sinking warships around him and his mage companions struggling in the water, his face was full of solemnity.

In this expedition, the human mages have fallen into a complete disadvantage.

However, just as Gaode had anticipated when he set out, there was very little he could do in a war of this magnitude.

This battle of protection will not be won because of the presence of one more first-ring mage, nor will it be lost because of the absence of one more first-ring mage.

Whether he wins or loses has little to do with him.

In the distance, the battle between the Wind Dragon and the Magic Crystal Cannon continued, with powerful energy fluctuations emanating from time to time, causing ripples to spread across the seawater. What could a first-ring mage like him do?

He's not the main character.

Even the seemingly insignificant reporting of enemy positions on the warship and the rescue efforts after the ship capsized actually made contributions far exceeding those of any other mage of any other level.

"With Tuanzi around, if all else fails, my chances of escaping and surviving are much higher than others," Gao De could only think to himself.

This war is not a bloodbath. The wind elemental creatures do not intend to kill them, so even if the war really collapses, there is still a certain chance of survival.

This is the only good news.

On the sea, the wind elemental creatures were still rampaging, but they did not deliberately target the mages who had fallen into the water, which gave Gao De some comfort.

call!

Gao De skillfully pulled a mage who had just fallen into the sea from the ship out of the water. Before the mage could express his gratitude, Gao De waved his hand and dived back into the sea.

And there's no need to pay any price; saving as many people as possible is always a good thing.

Moreover, from a utilitarian perspective, each of these acts can be considered a life-saving grace.

Even if not everyone is grateful, if just one in ten people remember this kindness, the return rate will be extremely high.

Above the wind network.

"Attack!" Theodore the mage only hesitated for a moment before reacting quickly and shouting.

He still didn't know the origin of the Storm Soul, but there was no doubt that it came from their side and was helping them fight the wind elemental dragon.

After seeing hope, all the high-ranking monks were filled with unprecedented passion.

In an instant, the light of the magic shone brightly, and the offensive reached its peak.

Piece by piece, body parts were either shredded or blasted into the most primitive wind elemental particles by magic.

At this time, the Storm Soul will take the opportunity to absorb a small portion of wind element particles into its body.

This combination of factors caused the wind dragon's body to gradually become riddled with holes, with pieces missing here and holes missing there.

Perhaps it wasn't fatal relative to its massive size, but it certainly made the wind dragon look incredibly disheveled.

The tornado within the dragon's vertical pupils spun even more violently, its fury unmistakable.

It doesn't feel pain, but the physical deformity still makes it unacceptable and incredibly angry.

However, the pressure from the Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon prevented the Wind Dragon from having the spare strength to deal with the mages.

It is currently only relying on its powerful body, accumulated over countless years, to withstand the attacks of the mages.

Its exceptional intelligence allowed it to understand from the very beginning that the attacks launched by the Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon had a time limit.

So, it gritted its teeth and persevered while raging, waiting to settle accounts with the Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon once it went out of fire.

"Thirty seconds, at most thirty seconds." The wind dragon understood this, and Theodore understood it even better.

Moreover, he was precise down to the second when the Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon went out.

He glanced at the numerous wounds covering Fenglong's body, and felt anxious.

Storm Soul did a great job, inflicting substantial damage on the Wind Dragon.

But it appeared too late, and it consumed too few wind element particles.

That one minute was simply not enough time to deliver a fatal blow to the Wind Dragon.

In another thirty seconds, once the Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon shuts down and it stops drawing the wind dragon's direct fire, it will be a pipe dream for them to continue casting spells and attacking the wind dragon with impunity as they do now. In fact, their own lives will be in grave danger in the face of the wind dragon's counterattack.

What to do? What to do?

Theodore mage was anxious, but his gaze remained fixed on the wind dragon.

At that moment, he noticed that Storm Soul made an extremely abrupt move towards him again.

It stretched out its hand, pointed to its own head with its index finger and drew a few circles, then pointed to the wind dragon's head.

The communication remained silent.

But damn it, Theodore instantly understood.

Whether it was due to their perfect understanding or the Storm Soul's "sign language" being too fitting, it's hard to say.

The meaning of "Soul of the Storm" is to attack the head of the wind dragon, directly targeting the cyan crystal core that serves as its energy core.

Understanding something is one thing, but being able to actually do it is another.

The head was too close to the mouth of the wind dragon spewing out cyan vortexes. Any spell aimed at the crystal core in the head was like a moth drawn to a flame, and would be mercilessly crushed before it even got close.

This is why they could only watch helplessly as the Wind Dragon continuously "revived" with the help of the cyan crystal core.

This time, however, when faced with the instructions of the Storm Spirit, the mage Theodore did not show reluctance, but rather hesitation.

The hesitation lasted only a second.

Theodore's experience and maturity as the chief mage enabled him to make crucial decisions at critical moments.

"Overload Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon!"

He lowered his head and said softly.

Then, Theodore's voice traveled hundreds of meters to reach the Thorn Crown.

In addition to its stable output mode, the Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon can also briefly enter an overload mode at the cost of damaging the barrel and turret.

In overload mode, the magic power consumed by the Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon will increase exponentially, but its power will also increase by 40% to 50%.

Furthermore, it can only last for ten seconds; beyond that time, the barrel will explode due to overload.

Even if it doesn't exceed ten seconds, the damage to the magic crystal cannon still exists.

As a war-grade alchemical weapon, the maintenance cost of the Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon is undoubtedly astronomical.

Overload mode is generally not used unless it is a truly urgent emergency.

But now, it is a critical moment.