Chapter 368
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The pitch-black night sky was set ablaze. Along with the earth's rumbling, a mountain range of flames appeared.
Deep red magma flowed out of the earth's veins, as if the earth's tremendous body was filled with hot blood. It flowed out of the earth's tunnels.
Howls? Screams? None of the magical creatures in the underground tunnels would be able to react in time. They would all be instantly vaporized.
In a certain eastern mythology, there were dragon veins beneath the earth. When a dragon awakened, the earth would tremble, the earth would howl, and flames would shoot up into the sky.
Faintly, a red dragon was peeking out of the ground. Its flame-like body was gradually peeking out of the cracks created by the earthquake.
Numerous cracks were torn open as the magma's red light illuminated the night sky. All the Evil Gods' creations in the area were doomed.
"… This is too ridiculous."
[Isn't this a little too ridiculous? How did you do it?]
The current situation was truly too ridiculous. Even Lori, who knew Rorschach's true power quite well, wasn't certain.
Even if the Book of Ten Thousand Spells was a God Equipment, and Rorschach's magic was only capable of creating natural disasters, this level of power was still far too ridiculous. This could already be considered a forbidden spell that could directly change the terrain.
"… This spell went out of control in the second half. It's almost as if the natural elements were actively casting this spell."
Rorschach's tone was filled with confusion. Although he was only a dabbler in magical studies, he had learned all the magical theories.
Ordinary mages would first construct a spell model, which would be the spell's blueprint and principles. Then, they would use their own mana and mental power as the price to summon the natural elements to fill in the spell model. The final step would be to toss out the spell model.
Actually, my Book of Ten Thousand Spells was only able to help me with the first step.
It was the simplest way to use magic. The Book of Ten Thousand Spells contained many spell models that could be used as long as I filled it with mana. If I had enough mana, I could even use it as a magic machine gun.
Ariel had actually used the Book of Ten Thousand Spells in such a way back in the day. However, apart from the fact that she had so much mana that she could use it as she pleased, it was more because her compatibility with the Book of Ten Thousand Spells was relatively low. She could only use it so simply.
Rorschach's method of using it was even better.
A large-scale spell that would normally be extraordinarily complicated and troublesome would be sealed in a book page or card. Then, it would be combined with the concept of "divine beast/magical beast", and a portion of magic power and spiritual power would be poured into the spell in advance. Then, the spell would instantly explode.
If Ariel was a magic machine gun that could unleash hundreds of low-level spells in a short period of time, then Rorschach was a strategic weapon that could instantly unleash a heavy cannon at any time. The threat he posed was self-evident.
For any mage, this was already a cheat-level God Equipment. However, the Book of Ten Thousand Spells was still only an "Equipment". It was an inanimate object that couldn't leave its master's control and mana supply.
But now, what puzzled Rorschach was that halfway through the casting, the spell model/card was actually separated from his magic power supply. The spell that was supposed to summon elements with magic power was automatically filled with a steady stream of natural elements.
This is just like...
[… Someone used you to cast this forbidden spell? No, perhaps, someone who can do this is definitely not human.]
As a former genius mage, Lori came to the same conclusion as Rorschach.
But right after that, cold sweat dripped down Rorschach's back. Only now did he feel that his back was slightly hot.
If someone was able to take off his outer clothes, they would discover that the magical runes that Volcano Titan had left behind were currently glowing.
Rorschach was still in a daze, but Lori exclaimed in pleasant surprise.
[Isabella says that the situation is getting better. The Evil God's speed of descent has suddenly decreased, and the Evil God's corruption level has even decreased. She's asking us if we did something wrong.]
At this moment, Rorschach faintly understood something.
Most likely, the Evil Gods were truly existences that were hated by the heavens and hated by the gods. At this time, some evil cultists were helping their master to successfully descend. This meant that someone was using Roland's hand to wipe out all the evil cultists.
Rorschach should have been lying on the ground, breathing out but not breathing in after two consecutive "major disasters". But now, not only was he brimming with energy, even his mana was beginning to recover.
But now wasn't the time to think too much.
The assault squad had already clashed with the White Beasts. Although they seemed to have dealt a heavy blow to the monsters and evil cultists in the underground mine, there were already a tremendous number of magical creatures on the surface. Earthquakes and lava wouldn't be able to harm them.
"Enemies meeting on a narrow path..."
Rorschach slowly unsheathed his sword. At this moment, it was quite obvious what he should do.
"… Victory to the brave!"
A small squad charged into a sea of countless magical creatures. No matter how one looked at it, it seemed like they were overestimating themselves and asking for death.
And the next moment, just like Moses' miracle of parting the sea, the sea of magical creatures was forcefully split apart by the sharpness of the dozen or so people.
= = =
There wasn't only one battlefield right now.
In the underground world of Vila Nova Dônia, the cruel battle of mincing meat was still taking place.
Countless elite soldiers were thrown into the entrance of the underground, and then they quickly lost all signs of life. Even their corpses had no possibility of returning to life.
And above the sky, an even more cruel war was also taking place.
On one side, there was a full fleet of Cape Town. They had runaway ships, motherships, and assault boats. On the other side, there was only a pitiful ship, a lonely warship.
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