Above the mage

Chapter 417 Clear Breeze and Bright Sunshine

Under the command of the mage Theodore, the two gunners in front of the Auckland Crystal Cannon immediately sprang into action.

They operated the control array on the side of the turret, and one of the gunners took a deep breath and pressed his full weight onto the rune-covered control lever.

With a loud crack.

The control lever was immediately pushed to its limit position.

The other gunner pushed the Auric Crystal, whose stored magic power was mostly depleted, upwards into the core of the magic circle.

The magic within the Oric Crystal surged instantly, as if a fuse had been lit, and a torrent of magic flowed out and entered the magic circle.

The runes on the surface of the magic circle shone brightly, illuminating the entire turret.

The Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon emitted a deafening roar, and the entire turret began to tremble violently.

The runes on the surface of the cannon barrel emitted a dazzling light, interspersed with wisps of electric arcs that flickered and danced.

The air at the muzzle began to twist and deform, forming a huge energy vortex.

The booming sound mixed with the hum of the rapidly depleting magic power of the Orik Crystal was like the roar of a giant beast awakening.

The golden energy beam that had gathered at the muzzle had now expanded to nearly twice its original thickness.

The light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it, and even the slightest ripples it emitted were incredibly terrifying.

Both gunners were forced back by the powerful energy fluctuations, their clothes fluttering in the wind.

One of them nearly fell, and the other gunner operating the Oric Crystal had his palm burned by the instantaneous overload of the Auckland Crystal Cannon, emitting puffs of blue smoke.

However, neither of them noticed at the moment, as they were staring intently at the magic crystal cannon that was about to be fired.

boom!

A beam of golden energy shot into the sky under overload conditions.

The space around the energy beam was distorted into a vortex, forming a cone-shaped energy field visible to the naked eye.

Wherever it went, the rainwater was instantly vaporized, and wind elemental creatures were instantly annihilated, leaving a huge chasm in the sky emitting white steam.

At the tip of the energy beam, tiny bolts of lightning, generated by the highly compressed magic, continuously shot out, crackling and striking the surrounding air.

呲呲呲!

The cyan vortex, which had initially been locked in a stalemate with the golden beam of light and even held a slight advantage, was now being pushed back by the onslaught of the magic crystal cannon.

The vortex's rotation speed slowed significantly, and its edges were mercilessly swallowed by the golden beam of light, turning into countless tiny wind element particles.

For every inch the enemy loses, I will advance an inch.

The golden beam of light, like a furious golden dragon, rose higher and higher, and in almost an instant, it crashed into the wind network.

However, just like the spells cast by the mage before, when passing through the wind network, the energy fluctuations were too strong, so they were blocked and weakened by the wind network.

The wind network trembled violently, and the spatial rifts at its edges emitted a hum that seemed unable to bear the strain. The dark purple fissures twisted wildly, trying to block this powerful force.

But at this moment, the power of the magic crystal cannon was simply too violent.

Even after being weakened, it still crushed the blue vortex spewed out by the wind dragon.

The golden beam of light surged forward relentlessly, distorting space wherever it went.

They advanced again and again.

In the instant the wind dragon was caught off guard, the beam of light fired from the magic crystal cannon struck its head.

With a loud bang.

As if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open, the entire sky was illuminated by this dazzling light.

As an energy being, it does not have a physical body, so it did not suffer any head injuries or bloodshed.

Instead, countless tiny wind elemental particles scattered across the sky, forming a dazzling nebula.

They are like countless twinkling fireflies, drifting everywhere.

Another advantage of being an energy-producing being is also evident at this time.

They don't have any real weakness.

There is actually no difference between the head and the back in the Wind Dragon.

A headshot may seem dangerous, but for it, the damage is the same as having a piece blown off its back.

It is not fatal.

Its cyan crystal core had begun to rotate slightly, emitting an ethereal hum, as it tried to absorb wind element particles and reorganize its head.

A halo of light rippled across the surface of the crystal nucleus, like ripples on a calm lake, and the surrounding wind element particles began to slowly gather towards it.

However, the wind element particles had just begun to gather when they suddenly stopped.

Because a cyan figure had already darted from behind the wind dragon to its head at an astonishing speed.

The azure light surrounding Storm Soul spun rapidly, transforming into a vortex that directly absorbed the azure crystal core, which had lost its head and was now enveloped in wind elemental energy, into its body!

The Auckland Magic Crystal Cannon was previously overloaded.

The one currently overloaded is Storm Soul.

The energy core of a fifth-tier wind elemental creature was swallowed directly by Storm Soul, who was a small Karami.

It has no upper limit to its appetite, not because it can't digest it all, but because it can't swallow such a big mouthful of "food" all at once.

Greed is not enough to swallow an elephant.

The cyan crystal core, which had been drawn into the body by the Storm Soul, began to spin rapidly.

A blinding blue light burst forth from the surface of the crystal core, each ray containing the power to tear space apart.

As it rotates, a powerful suction force spreads outwards from the Storm Soul as its center.

Space twists and deforms under this suction force, forming countless tiny vortexes.

The wind elemental energy from the secondary plane surged like a boiling ocean, creating a terrifying wave.

The wind element, which was originally formless and intangible, was now so dense that it was almost solidified.

The visible cyan halo continued to condense, eventually transforming into a cyan torrent that swept towards the Soul of the Storm with overwhelming force.

A large number of wind elemental creatures of various shapes were affected by this surging energy torrent and were instantly dispersed into specks of blue light, which were then integrated into the energy torrent, making it grow stronger and more terrifying.

The Storm Soul's body, which had only recently materialized, would inevitably disintegrate and crumble in an instant under the impact of this terrifying energy, just like the wind elemental creatures affected by the energy torrent.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

Storm Soul never considered the consequences of swallowing a fifth-tier wind elemental bio-energy core; he simply charged headlong into it.

Only now, facing imminent death, did it realize that the situation seemed to be in trouble. It began to panic, waving its blue arms repeatedly as if to say, "No, no!"

The problem is, can you just say you don't want it?

This torrent of wind elemental energy was like a runaway beast, showing no sign of stopping because of the Storm Soul's show of weakness. It continued to surge towards the Storm Soul like a raging tide.

next moment.

A torrent of azure wind elemental energy completely engulfed the Storm Soul's body.

Because it was so powerful, the torrent of wind elemental energy swept through at an extremely fast speed, like a wave that flashed by and took everything away in an instant.

Where the Storm Soul once stood, there was no trace of it left, only an empty void, as if it had never existed.

Theodore watched this scene intently.

Seeing Storm Soul engulfed by the energy torrent, his heart clenched, his throat tightened, and his face was filled with anxiety.

However, when he discovered that the energy core of the wind dragon had also disappeared along with the soul of the storm, the tension in his heart finally eased.

He let out a long sigh, as if all his strength had been drained away in an instant.

Although the Storm Soul was also annihilated in this terrifying torrent of wind elemental energy, without the energy core, it also meant that the Wind Dragon had no chance of being resurrected.

This can be considered as achieving the purpose of his trip.

The same is true.

With the disappearance of the cyan crystal core, the wind dragon's enormous body, which had originally stretched for hundreds of meters and blotted out the sky, suddenly disintegrated.

First, the scales on its body, made of wind element energy, began to crack inch by inch, turning into streams of light and dissipating into the air.

Then, its powerful dragon claws gradually became transparent, and blue light spots kept popping out from its joints, like stardust falling from the sky.

After its massive tail swayed weakly in the air a few times, it exploded with a deafening roar, the burst of cyan energy scattering like fireworks.

Wherever the cyan energy passed, the air was churned and distorted, forming small tornadoes.

Finally, its entire body exploded into a sky full of blue light, quickly dissipating into the plane and returning to its origin.

The changes don't stop there.

After the wind dragon disappeared, the edge of the wind network began to tremble violently.

This is the power from the mage plane, repairing the spatial rift, this "scar" that grows across its body.

The purple cracks at the edge of the wind network emitted a sharp buzzing sound, followed by ripples like water, which slowly closed towards the center.

The wind elemental energy within the crack became violent, constantly impacting the crack's edges, trying to prevent the ripples from closing.

However, all of this was clearly futile in the face of the overwhelming power of the mage plane.

The wind network began to shrink at a slow but steady pace.

call!call!call!

As the wind dragon perished, the wind elemental creatures raging across the sea seemed to sense something and simultaneously stopped what they were doing.

The once noisy and bustling scene became eerily quiet, with only the sounds of waves and rain remaining.

After a moment of deathly silence, all the wind elemental creatures took to the air and headed towards the closing wind network.

Thousands upon thousands of wind elemental creatures rose from the sea, their densely packed forms instantly obscuring half the sky.

Their mobility is already extremely high, and when they travel in large groups, their speed is even more astonishing, creating a sharp whistling sound wherever they go.

In an instant, all the wind elemental creatures soared into the sky and left the sea area.

The scene resembled a giant blue dragon winding its way through the air, truly obscuring the sky.

The sea below was instantly shrouded in shadow.

Their departing figures gradually shrank, eventually transforming into specks of blue light in the sky, disappearing into the ever-shrinking wind network.

The battlefield returned to calm, leaving only the turbulent sea and the still slightly trembling air, silently testifying to the existence of the fierce battle that had just taken place.

Finally, after about fifteen minutes, the wind network shrank to just a narrow purple slit.

After a crisp "pop" sound, the narrow slit disappeared completely.

Above the sky, the original location of the wind-blown area became as smooth as a mirror.

The wind dispersed, and the clouds were parted by the rising sun.

Strands of clean sunlight shone on the sea, on the surviving warships, and on the mages soaking in the water.

Gao De's body rose and fell with the waves, he tilted his head back, squinted his eyes, and let the sunlight fall on him.

The next moment, he heard cheers.

The cheers quickly merged into one, resounding across the sea.

Countless monks, soaking in the seawater, let the rain and sunshine fall on their faces, their hearts filled with excitement and joy.

A miraculous escape from a desperate situation.

When the magic of the Auric Crystal ran out and the warship capsized, they all thought that the battle was lost.

Who could have imagined that the turning point would come so suddenly and so quickly?

With the wind dissipating, this sudden natural disaster finally came to a perfect end.

Dark clouds filled the sky, making it appear gray and gloomy.

A light drizzle continued.

Zuowen Burns rode the Flamemane Horse, his hair completely soaked by the rain, raindrops falling on his body with a muffled thud.

He straightened his back and looked ahead at the majestic city walls of Auckland.

"We've finally made it."

The distance from Tyrrell to Auckland is not far by water, but it is much longer by land.

In addition, the breached dike caused the river to overflow, flooding many roads and causing him to take many detours.

Despite his hurried pace, he arrived in Auckland in just half a day.

With a squeeze of his legs, he saddled the horse, its hooves splashing through the water, and galloped toward the city gate.

"Who goes there?" Before he even reached the city gate, Zuowen Burns was stopped by the city guards on the city wall.

"I am a Sea Sentinel Mage, here to provide disaster relief in Auckland!"

In a place like Oakland, Zuowen Burns was no longer as unrestrained as he had been in Tyrrell. He immediately stopped and revealed his identity and origins.

"Sea Sentinel Mage, disaster relief?"

The city guard was stunned for a moment, then shouted to Zuowen Burns, "Master Mage, you're too late. The main force of mages in the city left for sea on warships half a day ago. There is no disaster in the city now that needs to be rescued. If you are willing, you can go to the surrounding villages and towns to help rescue the disaster victims."

The once high-spirited Zuo Wen Burns stood on horseback, his mind still reeling.

"Go to sea? What for?" he asked instinctively.

"The chief mage has discovered a spatial rift in a secondary plane overseas and has issued a call to arms for mages," the city guard briefly explained the situation.

After hearing everything, Zuo Wen Burns felt his head buzzing.

He was both shocked by the fact that the catfish whirlwind actually came from a secondary dimension, and confused about his current situation.

Traveling day and night, traversing mountains and rivers, he arrived in Tyrrell and Oakland, only to find them both empty and in a complete mess.

Although I was exhausted, I didn't get any credit at all. It was all for nothing!

Zuo Wen Burns gritted his teeth.

He had no choice but to come up empty-handed in Auckland, but the fact that he came up empty-handed in Tyrrell still seemed unbelievable to him.

Who exactly is this person who, despite only setting off an hour earlier than him, was able to utilize that time difference to complete all the main disaster relief tasks all by himself?

It was this incredible situation that led him to abandon his original decision to rescue the villages and towns, and instead come directly to Auckland to "do odd jobs".

Now, they can't even do odd jobs.

So, in the end, both of these failed attempts stemmed from that sea sentinel mage whose name is currently unknown.

Damn it!

Zuo Wen Burns' brows furrowed unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)