382 Its Indeed Him (1/2)
Translator: XephiZ Editor: Aelryinth
The light of dawn gently scattered across the surface of West Lake, shining upon the nine lightning halberds as the sky lit up. The people could now get a clearer look at the astonishing Super Magic...
The Lightning Magic had firmly trapped the Skyscraping Snake. His body was covered with bruises. He looked extremely weak.
He still revealed his upper body above the surface of the lake. He would glance at the terrified crowd surrounding the lake at times, and try to break free from the Lightning Punishment Formation. Unfortunately, the formation was extremely solid, and it was impossible for him to barge his way out with his current strength.
On the causeway, Tangyue sat there and kept the Black Totem Snake company. If the Black Totem Snake were to leave the world forever, she wanted to share his last walk with him.
The wounds on the Black Totem Snake were spreading. The lightning from the halberds continued to strike at his body and torture him.
Finally, the Black Totem Snake seemed to have run out of energy. His body slowly curled up as he rested his head on his body. His eyes closed slowly.
”Big guy, are you alright? Please stay with me for a while longer. I'll think of a way to save you!...” Tangyue screamed at the beast.
The Black Totem Snake opened his heavy eyelids. He glanced at Tangyue and uttered a soft shriek, as if he were just telling Tangyue that he was taking a little nap as he was too tired.
The wounds on the Black Totem Snake festered badly. The lightning arcs penetrated into his skin mercilessly. They would only let him go once he was shattered into pieces.
Tangyue continued to scream at the giant beast to stop him from falling asleep. However, the Black Totem Snake had already shut his eyes, not showing any reaction to her calls.
Tangyue covered her face in her hands, her eyes filled with tears. She stared at the Black Totem Snake, which was slowly being torn apart by the lightning bolts, not knowing if he would fall into a permanent sleep.
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West Fortress...
The sky was bright and clear, embellished with snowy white clouds. It would be a stunning view, without the blood splattering in the sky and flesh being torn apart.
The sky above the fortress currently held a giant white storm. It loomed over the vast land and the humans' fortress.
With just a glance, it was impossible to tell that the white storm was actually formed by thousands of White Magic Falcons!
Their screams pierced like thunder, their wings formed a white hurricane. Their eyes were filled with hunger, staring at the city full of humans in the distance.
Meanwhile, Magic Spells were howling over the fortress.
The colors from a variety of Basic Spells were blossoming like fireworks in the sky. A strong pungent odor from the destructive Elements lingered across the land.
A huge number of powerful Magicians were battling in the sky among the countless wings and claws. The brilliance of Sky Palaces being aligned was a spectacular sight.
The sky was filled with lines of meteors, each the funeral of a White Magic Falcon, feathers and bodies burned into ashes, dying the sky a blazing red.
A pair of Eyes of Death was emitting an eerie glow, like it belonged to a Grim Reaper. As they traveled across the sky, the White Magic Falcons nearby would turn into lifeless statues, which eventually smashed to pieces on the ground.
A Shadow Elementalist raised his hands high up in the sky, reversing day and night. When he finished casting the Spell, the whole area was covered in darkness, rendering the sharp eyes of the White Magic Falcons useless.