Chapter 662: Chapter 549: The Prelude to the War of the Planes_2
The Dragon of Cold Winter, Walok, dared not to answer but instead excused himself by saying that his injuries needed more time to heal and that he would personally make this clear to the lord of the necromancers.
Lynn’s nuclear blast had stripped him of his arrogance and all his contempt.
Not to mention going to the other side of the Space-Time Gate, where he might have to face the Moon God!
Even though the opponent had embarrassingly abandoned his own divine domain and fled to another world, from this “High Priest”‘s performance, it seemed that the Moon God’s power had not weakened much.
He was not easy to deal with!
“Once you have recovered, I will propose to the great lord of the necromancers again,” Cecil did not intend to let Walok off easily, and it seemed a feud had been firmly established between them.
After issuing a threatening remark, Cecil no longer paid attention to the Dragon of Cold Winter and began to cast spells to sense the traces of magic power lingering in the air, then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the magic traces here were obliterated by the explosion, faint magical energy still remained tens of kilometers away, and Cecil instantly relaxed, realizing at least his first mission had been accomplished!
Immediately after, Cecil employed the Soul Language to summon the necromantic army in the otherworld to gather here.
The millions of spirits annihilated by the nuclear blast were just a small part temporarily assembled; after all, the Space-Time Gate was not the only one, and Cecil had not placed all his hope here.
In fact, the number of undead distributed in the otherworld exceeded thirty million, and this was just the regular army. The large number of cannon fodder converted during the massacre of the indigenous people of this divine domain was not even included in his calculations!
Such power was enough to flatten a world, but still somewhat lacking to deal with a god, so they were merely the vanguard.
At the same time, several tens of kilometers away in a mountain valley, as supersonic fighter jets passed, the flowing Space-Time Gate gently closed under the influence from the other side.
Stepping out from the dark, gloomy otherworld into the bright sunlight, Rafael and others squinted their eyes, obviously unaccustomed, then completely relaxed.
“Are we really alive and back?” A witch in the group broke into tears of joy; she had been prepared to sacrifice herself when entering the otherworld and had hardly expected to return safely.
The halfling Maka looked up at the bright sun in the sky with astonishment.
He had heard from Darren before that the Sun was a star, a very large celestial body, millions of times larger than a continent, capable of illuminating the entire world!
Previously Maka was skeptical—how could any light illuminate the entire world? But now he had no choice but to believe.
Because everything he could see was unbelievably bright, to the point of being blinding. After spending more than a dozen years in the otherworld, Maka had never experienced such a sensation.
Soon, two airships landed in the valley, and Lydia, piloting a fighter jet, circled in the sky before slowing down and stopping on the runway.
The people descending from the airships, including Rafael, saw armored vehicles lined up on both sides, neatly arranged soldiers, and menacing gun barrels.
With thousands of cannons pointed at them, even though they knew there was no danger, they couldn’t help but tense up. However, that tension was soon replaced by roaring applause and cheering like thunder!
The cannons also fired one after another, but what they emitted were ceremonial confetti rounds instead of cannonballs!
Rafael and his companions descending from the airships received the warmest of welcomes!
With flowers and fireworks, Harrov even held an award ceremony on the spot and presented everyone involved with a Morning Star Medal to commend their achievements.
Rafael and Lydia, who went for the rescue, also received the Silver Moon Medal!
The former, as the squad commander who ventured into foreign territories at the risk of his life, had actively made the decision to restrain the army of the dead to buy time for the Council—a Silver Moon Medal was truly well-deserved!
Lydia, who also was awarded the Silver Moon Medal, was surprised yet somewhat uneasy since it seemed she hadn’t done much—just flew the plane there and back, which was only a matter of two hours for her!
“Without a doubt, this is what you deserve, Lydia!” Lynn said with a smile, recognizing the difficulty of venturing into foreign lands to extricate Rafael and the others.
Not to mention, during the award ceremony, Rafael briefly described the incident. Lydia’s ability to single-handedly delay a legendary creature and take it down was an incredibly terrifying achievement!
The award ceremony was, as usual, presided over by Harrov, who concluded with a pre-battle speech, asserting that the Wizard Council would never abandon anyone who had made significant contributions, effectively boosting morale fiercely before combat!
After the brief awarding ceremony ended, the soldiers gathered nearby returned to preparing for battle, as the enemy could invade at any moment and taking out fifteen minutes was already the limit.
Lynn, Harrov, Aurora, and a few other Council Heads then took Rafael and his team aside to inquire about the details of the incident.
The group supplemented each other noisily, and quickly relayed the entire story.
“At any rate, it must be thanked to you this time, Council Head Lynn!” Rafael looked at Lynn gratefully, for if it hadn’t been for Lynn’s avatar carving them a path, they might well be dead!
“Compared to you entering foreign territories in person, I just sent an avatar to assist.” Lynn said with a chuckle, shaking his head. He had already sensed that the part of his soul he had dispatched had disappeared, causing his spiritual power also to dip into temporary weakness.
Even with the best legendary Magic Potion from within the Council, it would take several days to recover. However, there was still some time needed before the computing power thoroughly decrypted the data, so it likely wouldn’t delay the promotion ceremony.
“Also, it seems you brought back something special.” Lynn, looking at Rafael and his group, suddenly said.
“Are you talking about Maka? Although he is a native of the foreign land, but…” Rafael was about to defend Maka a bit, as they had shared hardships together, but Lynn shook his head.
“No, I’m talking about this!”
The moment the words fell, Lynn’s hand flashed out without warning!
A powerful burst of lightning immediately enveloped everyone present.
The speed of the lightning was so fast that even Rafael couldn’t react in time.
Harrov’s expression changed slightly, but he didn’t make any move due to his trust in Lynn.
Under the ferocious power of the thunder, black smoke started to rise from the bodies of those in front of him, accompanied by wails of misery.
“What… what exactly is happening?” Rafael stammered, his voice trembling as he could no longer deny that something was wrong with their bodies, turning astounded eyes toward Lynn.
“It’s okay, just a tracking spell.” Lynn sighed with relief. The magic had touched on a domain of higher dimensions. If he hadn’t made the same progress recently, he might not have noticed the anomaly attached to Rafael and the others.
The person who set this magic could likely be a ninth-ring legendary Wizard!
Under Lynn’s explanation, the team from the foreign land felt a surge of fear, realizing they had unknowingly been contaminated with something strange. Had the Morning Star not pointed it out, they might have carried it with them indefinitely.
Rafael then looked grave, knowing that since it was a tracking spell, the position of the space-time node must have been exposed!
He had thought they’d shaken off those pursuers and could stall for a bit longer.
“Alright, you can all go get some well-deserved rest now!” Lynn clapped them on the shoulders and then continued. “The battle ahead is ours to fight!”