Chapter 762 - 522: A Moving Calamity, the Terrifying Will of the Demon Serpent
Chapter 762: Chapter 522: A Moving Calamity, the Terrifying Will of the Demon Serpent
"PFFT!"
A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from beneath Claudius’s visor.
Struck by a direct assault on his mind and soul, his body trembled violently in mid-air, looking as if he would plummet from the sky at any moment.
Meanwhile, Fiona, who was struggling to maintain her Wind Barrier, was in an equally dire situation.
The momentum of her spear faltered for an instant.
The light of the incredibly tenacious wall of wind, formed from countless air currents, rapidly dimmed.
BOOM!
Without a continuous supply of power to support it, the wall of wind could no longer withstand the onslaught of interweaving Thunderbolts and Wind Blades.
With a deafening crash, the azure barrier exploded!
The rampaging serpents of lightning and sharp Wind Blades, now unobstructed, surged toward the two Legendary Knights like a bursting dam!
And this was merely a microcosm of one corner of the battlefield.
Under that formless, intangible, yet all-pervasive Spiritual Shock.
The other Legendary Powerhouses in the formation closest to the Nine-headed Demon Serpent also staggered, a momentary confusion clouding their eyes.
Their offensive and defensive rhythm was instantly thrown into chaos.
Against an opponent of the Nine-headed Demon Serpent’s level, the slightest opening was fatal!
In an instant, the shadow of death fell over them all.
...
「A hundred li away.」
Raylo’s body also froze stiff.
The moment that chaotic and dark power spread out, he felt an indescribable, immense terror.
It was as if an unseen, icy hand had pierced through the fabric of space, seized his very soul, and was trying to rip it clean from his body!
"Argh!"
Raylo let out a pained groan, clutching his head tightly with both hands.
His mind exploded into chaos!
Countless mad, chaotic whispers, filled with utter malice, flooded into his consciousness like a tidal wave.
"Die..."
"Destruction..."
"Submit, you ant..."
"Feel the pain... feel the despair..."
The voices were at times shrill, at times deep; sometimes like a lover’s murmur, other times like a Demon’s roar.
They were tearing at his sanity, tainting his soul.
Then, endless illusions began to appear before his eyes.
He saw Black Stone Territory devoured by crimson flames, reduced to scorched earth.
He saw Avril, frozen into an eternal ice sculpture, a look of terror still on her face.
He saw Moonlight, Sun, Coal Ball, and Lightning, their massive draconic bodies torn apart by an invisible power, their Dragon Blood staining the sky red.
He even saw himself kneeling before the colossal Nine-headed Demon Serpent that blotted out the sky, his soul ripped out and left to wail in eternal darkness.
A chill originating from the depths of his soul made Raylo tremble all over.
He felt his consciousness rapidly sinking, about to be completely devoured by that endless darkness and madness.
Just as all seemed lost.
A voice seemed to echo from the depths of his mind.
"Still!"
The voice wasn’t loud; it could even be described as gentle.
But it was like a sharp sword cleaving through chaos, like the toll of a bell echoing deep within his soul.
VMMMM!
In an instant, Raylo’s mind became perfectly clear.
At that single word, all the mad whispers and terrifying illusions vanished like smoke, like a phantom’s dream.
"Hah... hah..."
Raylo gasped for breath, his forehead slick with cold sweat.
The experience of that single moment had been more perilous than any life-or-death battle he had ever fought!
His heart still pounding with fear, he raised his head and looked toward the distant battlefield once more.
He saw...
...that in the center of the storm of destruction, amidst the formation of the eighteen Legendary Powerhouses, Mage Delin, projecting a massive phantasmal form, had at some point moved to the very front of the formation.
His simple gray Mage Robe billowed and snapped as if in a strong wind, though the air was still.
Above his head, a vast and starry sky had appeared.
This was no illusion simulated by magic.
It was a real, existing corner of the universe... summoned by his Great Mana!
Countless stars slowly revolved within it, emitting a soft and serene radiance.
Before him, a miraculous crystal radiating pure light was slowly hovering and pulsing.
The Divine Artifact—the Heart of Serenity!
The starlight wasn’t dazzling, but it carried a power that soothed the soul.
It spread out rapidly, blanketing the entire swamp.
The moment the Chaotic Radiance and the all-devouring, dark nothingness released by the Hydra entered the range of this Starry Domain, they were like ice under the sun, like scrap metal tossed into a Melting Furnace.
There was no violent collision, no clash of energies.
They simply and silently dissipated, decomposed, and finally broke down into the purest of energy particles, returning to the world.
With the support of the Divine Artifact, Mage Delin had successfully neutralized the Hydra’s two most bizarre powers!
The chaotic rhythm of the battlefield was instantly stabilized.
Claudius steadied himself, and Fiona’s spear momentum became sharp once more, blocking the remaining attacks.
Clarity and the will to fight returned to the eyes of all the Legendary Powerhouses.
Mage Delin’s expression remained unchanged as he maintained the vast Starry Domain with one hand.
He simply raised his other hand and pointed it toward the sky.
He drew down a beam of starlight, aiming it at the colossal phantasm of the Nine-headed Demon Serpent.
In that instant, the light of three stars in the sky above his head flared brilliantly!
They shone with immeasurable radiance!
SWOOSH!
SWOOSH!
SWOOSH!
The three stars instantly broke from their original orbits.
The moment they flew out of the Starry Domain, their forms underwent a dramatic transformation.
Leaving long trails of fire in their wake, they transformed into three ancient Long Spears, each a hundred meters long and composed of pure starlight!