Chapter 654: Chapter 545 Is This the Power of the Strongest Wizard?_2
The weaker Yoland, Tic, Ivina, and others had completely lost their ability to fight back under the suppression of the domain, their bodies gradually becoming ice-cold and stiff…
Rafael’s condition wasn’t much better. The moment that immense dragon’s head protruded, he felt as if the blood in his body had frozen.
This was at least a legendary enemy… Rafael realized this instantly, and then the massive dragon’s maw opened wide, gray Breath gathering within its gaping jaws.
But Lynn’s movements were obviously quicker. Almost at the moment the mountain was torn open, he had already moved, his body immediately transforming from an energy form into a metallic one, and then he delivered a kick at the dragon head that was sticking in through the crevice!
One point five times the speed of sound coupled with the terrifying mass were all concentrated in that one kick, reaching the skeleton dragon’s face before the Breath could launch, and smashing right into its eye socket.
Accompanied by an ear-shattering sonic boom, the terrifying force burst the massive eye socket, and the huge dragon’s head, tilting from the impact, slammed heavily into the rock wall behind it, shattering the solid earth and stone.
The dragon’s colossal body lost its balance, its claws scratching across the rock wall, managing to just stabilize its form. Its tail fiercely whipped at the mountain, lifting large chunks of exploding rocks.
However, Lynn was relentless. Seizing the moment the creature lost its balance, he landed another kick on its huge body.
Rafael and the others immediately witnessed a bizarre scene. Lynn, who was no more than 1.8 meters tall, actually kicked a creature over 100 meters long right off the top of the mountain…
Thunderous roars instantly erupted from the outside of the mountain peak, enraged dragon’s bellows that quickly turned into painful wails.
For a fine Beam Magic had already soared into the sky, cutting straight through the falling dragon’s massive body.
Ever since Anthony had improved the casting mechanism of Beam Magic, invoking the beams no longer required a lengthy charge-up and could be used directly through the emission of battery waves.
The speed of casting had improved by more than several times!
Even with hasty execution reducing its power, it remained terrifying. The diameter compressed to 0.5 millimeters, the beam easily sliced through the tough dragon scales.
Dark blood gushed out in torrents, staining the surrounding ground, and a foul, decaying stench filled the air. A deep, bone-exposing wound appeared on the enormous dragon’s head, nearly severing the entire body in two.
The body of the giant dragon, torn asunder, crashed heavily down the mountain, the proud dragon roar growing even more intense…
After saying a few words to Rafael and the others, Lynn flew out through the gap scraped out by the skeleton dragon.
The skies of this alien land were incredibly gloomy, devoid of the Sun’s light and unlit by any stars, permeated with thick Magic Power and Death Domain, with numerous Screaming Demons, Night Ghosts, and specters almost filling Lynn’s entire field of vision. The noisy screams and screeches echoed incessantly around him.
These lowly undead had no concept of fear. Even though Lynn had just severely wounded a powerful legendary dragon, they swarmed toward him like sharks smelling blood.
Sharp claws and teeth, malicious gazes, terrifying screeches, and the pungent smell of rotting flesh and blood… various unsavory noises tangled in the air into a chaotic mess.
Facing these countless undead, Lynn extended his hand, his immense Magic Power immediately transforming into a crimson flame.
[Resistance Fire Ring]
The fierce fire surged from all around him and then radiated out in a 360-degree circle without any dead angles, drawing in all the approaching undead.
The thousands of degrees of heat melted their bodies almost instantly, flesh and bones dissolving together into fuel for the Undying Flame.
In just a dozen seconds, the surging waves of fire had already turned into a sea of flames!
The dim sky was burning, with fierce flames rampaging…
Tens of thousands of dead souls instantly turned into ash, and a massive skeletal behemoth, after coming into contact with the Undying Flame, plummeted to the ground like dumplings being dropped.
The effect of the Undying Flame was surprisingly beyond Lynn’s expectations; these brainless low-level creatures, reliant only on their numbers, would theoretically melt away in the flames no matter how numerous they were.
Meanwhile, with the firestorm as cover, Rafael began to take action, stealthily leading Yoland, Ivina, and others towards the Space-Time Gate.
Under Lynn’s precise control, the flames automatically made way for them as they passed.
All flying undead were now drawn to Lynn, and with the cover of the Undying Flame, it was undoubtedly the best opportunity to evade the scrutiny of the dead souls and escape.
“What terrifying power, is this the might of the most powerful wizard?” The half-person Maka muttered to himself as he watched Lynn annihilate tens of thousands of undead with a mere gesture.
Just a minute ago, they were trapped on the mountain, awaiting death, but the moment he made a move, the situation changed dramatically. He seriously wounded the skeletal dragon, over a hundred times his size, and with a single strike, he eliminated countless undead.
“Councilor Lynn is indeed the most powerful wizard in the council, but this is just an avatar!” Yoland replied with a smile.
After more than half a month of company, Yoland had a good impression of Maka, the half-person native. When they decided to act as bait to buy time, they had relocated Maka’s tribe to another location.
Because Maka was very familiar with the local terrain, they kept him as a guide.
This was undoubtedly somewhat coercive, but Maka didn’t secretly cause trouble for them; instead, he cooperated very well.
Of course, in Maka’s own words, he had no other choice.
When the Lord of Dead Souls invaded this world before, not everyone chose to surrender. Without exception, all of them were turned into undead.
The powerful ones were somewhat better off, able to retain some sentience, but the weaker ones like them became dull-witted.
Not everyone is willing to turn into just a skeleton.
Although, according to the Lord of Dead Souls, this should be considered a grace bestowed upon them…
“Now is not the time for idle chat, their ears might still be quite sharp!” Rafael interrupted, frowning.
Yoland immediately fell silent, and Maka also closed his mouth; they were not yet out of danger.
On the other side, Lynn had already annihilated all the approaching undead, but it was not as easy as Yoland and the others saw. This strike, combined with the previous battle, had consumed a quarter of his magic power reserves.
And these skeletal frames seemed endless. Most importantly, the undead he killed were just low-ranking fodder, and after one batch was wiped out, the remainder no longer rushed forward to die. Instead, they circled the outskirts of the firestorm, trying various methods to extinguish or affect his Undying Flame.
Clearly, someone was commanding this army. Lynn’s gaze pierced through the veil of flames, sweeping over the entire mountain range, but was soon interrupted by the resumption of roaring.
The skeletal dragon that he had just knocked down had gotten back up. Spectral souls floated within its death domain, continuously streaming into its wounds, and the dragon body, nearly torn in two, was repairing quickly. In just a few minutes, it had returned to its original state.
Lynn was not surprised. Killing a legendary adversary was not that easy; if the creature hadn’t moved its head so close, even stretching into the narrow mountain pass, he wouldn’t have been able to wound it so severely…