Chapter 552: Hell’s Descent (II) (2/2)
They were chanting for a spell of the fifth tier specialized into compressing spiritual energy. As the demons were still far, they hadn’t reached the optimum range of their magic yet.
A mage’s magic had limitations of distance, requiring a certain distance to unleash its full might. The stronger a mage was, the greater this distance would grow.
Long Haochen found out that all the mages in this team were standing in a group of six, forming a Star of David. As they were incanting, the staves in their hand gathered essence of the same element in between them, rapidly condensing spiritual energy.
Combinatorial magic.
With Long Haochen’s elemental sensitivity, he could sense that this combinatorial magic was not only for strengthening their magic, but also to increase their attack range. This was surely a specialized research made by the Mage Temple. Surely, they deserved being known as a powerful Temple comparable with the Knight Temple.
Lin Xin didn’t participate in these magic arrays. Seeing Long Haochen’s group come back to his side, he immediately became overjoyed.
“Boss.”
Lin Xin wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Long Haochen, “Let’s meet the enemy with all we have for now. We will be in your command.”
“Alright.” After experiencing these two years’ tempering, Lin Xin was far different from before, and visibly became a lot less dependant on Long Haochen.
The demon armies advanced at slow speed, but felt tougher than boulders. Every time they went forward, their troops gained in steadiness. The black airflow gradually enveloped the demon armies, and from the fortress, one became gradually unable to discern their looks.
The magic waves in the Tombal Mountain Pass also grew in brilliance, just like an extremely powerful magical beast of ancient times ready to spurt its greatest attack at anytime.
The oppressive force of both parties was extremely terrifying. Be it humans or demons, all were reaching the critical points when both parties’ attacks would meet up.
By looking from high above, one could see that the two sides were completely different in color. The demon side was black colored with a tint of purple, and the Tombal Mountain Pass glinted in myriads of colors. Upon seeing that massive providence, even a powerhouse of the ninth step would feel insignificant.
Lin Xin stood beside Long Haochen, speaking in a low voice, “The first clash will be the most violent. The two sides will strike with all their power, but this won’t cause casualties. But neither of us will dare be negligent, putting out our full power, otherwise, if the enemy takes the advantage, it will result in complete suppression. After the first clash is over, the demons will start besieging. That will be the real start of the battle. My Heart of Fire is rather special, unable to unite with their power. The time the enemy besieges will be when I will start to attack.”
Long Haochen asked, “If I use supportive magic, will it affect their combinatorial spell?”
Lin Xin pondered slightly, “Let’s try to see after the demons start besieging. I am worried that needless fluctuations may affect the process. And furthermore, the power of my brothers is enough to withstand the demon attack without issue.”
Lin Xin’s prudence made sense. Although he had full confidence in Long Haochen, he preferred avoiding needless risks.
After the start of the Holy War, the Tombal Mountain Pass was used to facing the demon offenses, which was to say that even without an intervention from Long Haochen, they would still resist the enemy’s attacks without issue. Since that was the case, why let Long Haochen take risks? If it produced the opposite reaction, wouldn’t it just destroy his boss’ reputation?
Long Haochen nodded calmly. He’d never been matched with so many mages, especially when they were in states of using combinatorial magic. So he didn’t have an absolute confidence, and from Lin Xin’s wording, he was able to gather that the members of the Mage Temple had ample confidence. Since things were that way, why would he take empty risks?
The strong elemental waves were growing in fierceness, and the distant demon army suddenly accelerated without prior indication. In the sky, the violent purplish black radiance violently burst forth, gradually taking the shape of a fierce devil’s portrait.
“What? Something is amiss!” Lin Xin’s expression changed. Having crossed hands with the demons many times, he knew that this demon offense was quite early compared to usual.
Right at this time, that immense devil portrait slowly looked up. From its mouth, a purplish black beam was shot out, and immediately, seven beams of different colors shot forth.