Chapter 676 - Super Clone (1/2)
Sizzle!
Black gas churned within the spatial fissure, and gusts of frigid air flowed out of it. It emitted waves of boundless, berserk energy that swept the land like a hurricane and destroyed the Restriction Spells set up by Yang Ling. In an instant, only a few Restriction Spells were left on the plaza, and the unstoppable berserk energy flowed unhindered. It engulfed Wissen Castle and quickly spread to the entirety of Wissen Town. It spread outside as fast as lightning!
The clear sky instantly turned pitch-black, and visibility within the town dropped to nothing. The top floors of several buildings built with blue marble were instantly destroyed, and the tall trees which reached the clouds were uprooted. There were several Level Nine Lightning Birds circling in the air, and the energy tore them to shreds before they could put up a struggle.
An ion storm swirled amidst the spatial turbulence, and even ordinary Dimensional Wanderers would turn pale in fright upon hearing about it. This ion storm had peerless destructive power!
”Mother, we have to go, we have to go now! Don't worry about our things!”
”Brother Matthew, save me. Save my child!”
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In the face of nature's terrifying power, the struggles of ordinary people were like drops of rain trying to fight against an ocean. They would be instantly devoured. After the people who were staring up at the storm came back to their senses, they fled the ion storm's center in a panic. The merchants quickly loaded their families into carriages to leave Wissen Town. As for the mercenaries and the adventurers, they quickly mounted horses and rode away. They wanted nothing more than to be far away from that storm. In addition, the nobles rushed into Teleportation Formation Spells to teleport ahead of the others. The ordinary citizens could only join the masses using the roads to scramble out of the city.
Ear-piercing cries, weeping voices, desperate calls for help from people crushed under collapsed walls... Everything got mixed together!
”My Lord, I can't withstand this. The ion storm is too strong. Let's leave, let's leave quickly.” The Golden Roc made a great effort, but it still couldn't seal the spatial fissure. Instead, the fissure was only getting larger. The Golden Roc could only look on helplessly at the churning black gas and listen to the ear-piercing cries.
The creature had once sustained heavy injuries because it flew into a spatial ion storm by mistake. It had been carrying the First Pharaoh King and some others, and it escaped by creating a spatial fissure which took them into the Graveyard of Deities and Demons. It was heavily injured by the journey, and a mysterious old man took advantage of this. At that time, it was at death's door and it was forced to seal itself.
Spatial Ion Storm?
The spatial fissure let out a creaking noise, and it seemed like it would collapse at any moment. A ghastly mushroom cloud rose into the air. When Yang Ling saw this, he suddenly understood everything, and he shook his head angrily. It had been very difficult to stabilize the spatial fissure created by the Golden Roc, yet they ended up coming across an erupting ion storm.
”Rodriguez, order everyone to assemble at the Magical Beast Plaza as quickly as possible. Hurry up!” Yang Ling ordered through gritted teeth. The energy within the ion storm was continuing to grow more volatile.
The ion storm was so powerful that not even the Golden Roc could deal with it, let alone Yang Ling. If he became a High-Level Soul Wizard or a Wizard God, he might probably be able to seal a spatial fissure by force. But as a Mid-Level Soul Wizard, he didn't have nearly enough power. He could only give up on his base and protect his people. He planned to move as many people as possible into the Wizard Pagoda's Space and let them take refuge there.
There is hope as long as there is life!
As long as the people were safe, he could rebuild everything he lost. At the worst, he would just have to wait for the ion storm's end, then push away the rubble and start from scratch.
”My Lord, take care of yourself.”
The Corpse Wizard King and Yang Ling's other elites quickly carried out the order. They notified the people and instructed them to assemble on the Magical Beast Plaza. Most of the townspeople had descended into panic when they saw the storm, but Yang Ling's elite soldiers stoically followed his commands. After a short while, the Magical Beast Territory's weapons were activated and people were assembling on the Magical Beast Plaza.
Yang Ling continued setting up Restriction Spells without pause. Even though they couldn't stop the storm, he could still save tens of thousands of lives by delaying the storm for a moment or two.
Creak!
The spatial fissure let out another groaning noise and black gas churned within it. In an instant, it expanded from around 1,000 meters to 1,500 meters. A large part of it might collapse at any moment. A destructive wind blew over, shredding Yang Ling's robe. It was obvious that this matter was beyond his control. At this moment, he was about to teleport into the Magical Beast Plaza, but a scarlet light suddenly appeared on the horizon and a fire arrow closed in on him. It was moving at an incredible speed!