Chapter 196: Zong Qi's Eye (VI)

Count Noctis was shocked by the continuous accidents. He controlled the "Half-dead Rat" to intercept the pursuers, and abandoned part of the fleet without hesitation to fight against the cold-blooded people.

The dragon princes fought against the giant blood-covered dragon, intending to cooperate with Prince Caledor to behead the vampire count.

Noctilus suddenly revealed a sinister smile; it was not a weakling who could be bullied.

The absurd warship made up of countless ancient ships inspired the magic on board, and the embodiment of fear in the ocean raised his sword again.

While the ocean currents were still under the control of the Dread Fleet, the Count once again extracted the magic power from the ocean.

Noctis simply slashed the sky with his sword, and a deep crack appeared in the sky.

Before Teclis could close the dark abyss, dozens of dragon princes and sun dragons died silently in the depths.

After the darkness dissipated, the bone dragons and their skeleton knights were exposed, and the green soul fire danced in their empty eye sockets.

The former glory will never return. The count used his will to control the dead, making them turn their swords against their recent companions.

The power of the Burial Grounds was squandered, as the Count knew he might be trapped in a last-ditch effort.

The vampires fought desperately against the elven wizards, buying time for their master.

The necromancy power rose from the rugged trench, and one necromancy magic after another flowed out from Count Noctis's hands.

The sea became strangely calm, and the incessant lightning was stained with blood.

The earl's eyes turned into the deadly "Eye of Nagash". His deadly gaze caused the flesh and blood of the dragons to wither and be stripped off by unnatural forces, revealing their eerie white bones.

Its raised hand turned into a terrifying "Touch of Death". Every time Noctis raised his hand and clenched it, a dragon prince would instantly turn into dry dust.

The reality was torn apart by magic, and more demons madly rushed into the mortal world, but they were ignited into torches by the terrible power at the center of the storm and could only disappear unwillingly.

One after another, giant dragons fell from the sky, then rose again after a moment and pounced on their former companions.

A blood mist filled the sea, and the strong wind was like the whisper of a dying man, reminding every living person to stay away.

The power of death filled the mist. The Earl controlled the bone dragon to block the fifty-three remaining dragon princes. He had to concentrate on manipulating the next strategic spell to destroy the Lizardman army in one fell swoop.

The abundant power of Dal shattered the Earl's body, and the shriveled flesh and blood dissipated like smoke, leaving only the white jade bones and the evil yet powerful soul.

The magic it controls is beyond its capabilities, and recklessly mobilizing the power of ocean currents is not without consequences.

If it weren't for the miracle at the center of the storm that curbed the demon's influence, at least one of the Changelings would have entered the Count's mind by now.

The devil's whispers echoed in the ear of the count, and several great demons paid attention to this mortal who was madly absorbing magic.

Suddenly, the whispers faded away, and all the malice that the count had sensed was diverted, and vicious gazes crossed the space and were cast towards the floating pyramid in the distance.

Inside the pyramid engine, the bewildered oracle clenched his dagger tightly, but did not feel safe at all.

There were only four of them left, with the dwarves and elves keeping watch on the upper level, and Eugen, being a "young" and fragile creature, received the same care as the wizard.

He had no idea what role he played on such a battlefield and could only watch his own soldiers die in battle.

Eugen felt the undead magic power boiling up again and again. The undead power drove away other magics and dominated everything.

He didn't know how powerful the wizard who could control such power was. Perhaps the omnipresent magic was a prank by some god, and mortals should not possess such a destructive power.

If the other party paid attention to the mortals in the pyramid, Eugen was confident that he would die quietly at his hands.

No amount of troops can defeat the master of the ocean.

In a trance, Eugen once again saw the illusory energy torrent in the sky and lost consciousness without any resistance.

The Oracle's eyes instantly became colder than ice. Teclis, who was fighting with the Vampire Mages, couldn't help but glance at the Oracle in surprise.

The terrified human was gone, and the consciousness within the body now belonged to an ancient creature.

The oracle also saw Asur, and there was a hint of curiosity and joy in his eyes, like a child seeing a toy.

Lord Huahua of Slanwupek was struggling to adapt to the body of a hot-blooded species. The three young creatures in the Ancient Saint Engine made it happy about its choice.

Shi Lan recalled the ancient knowledge and clumsily found a way to control this aircraft from the corner of his memory.

The third generation of magic toad activated the engine's internal jump device and instantly appeared on the upper level.

The long-bearded dwarf and the Swordmaster of Hoth looked at the human in surprise, and Asur could tell something was wrong at a glance.

Ledin thought that humans were bewitched by an unknown force and turned into enemies, so he hastily called on the dwarves to attack their former companions.

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The giant sword suddenly slashed towards the human, but was condensed in mid-air by an invisible force.

The dwarves and elves lost their ability to resist and were bound to the spot by the air.

Lord Huahua didn't know why these two young creatures attacked him. Perhaps it was the lack of proper teaching that caused them to lose their ancient civilization.

The magic toad tolerated the offense of the young creature. Lord Huahua has always loved the young creations of the ancient saints.

The magic toad pulled out the control panel of the Ancient Saint's engine, unlocked the lock, and activated the engine's weapon device.

The ancient symbols on the pyramid lit up, and the winds of magic gathered inside the tower, providing great assistance to Teclis.

The vampires were defeated step by step. They lost their advantage of abundant energy and could no longer suppress the archmage at the magical level.

Having forgotten how to calibrate the engine, the magic toad cautiously did not use the engine's divine power turret directly, but only used the weapon system's passive energy traction device.

Lord Huahua climbed the stairs with some difficulty and arrived outside the tower.

The violent sea breeze filled with the power of the dead blew on the humans, but the magic toad was unable to use its talent to directly sense the changes.

The human body limits its capabilities.

It could only tell from experience that the vampires at the center of the current were mad, that the undead were controlling forces that could easily destroy themselves.

Lord Huahua opened his mouth slightly, and at first only a tiny amount of invisible necromancy power flowed into his mouth. Soon, the wind of magic gathered into a vortex on the pyramid.

No matter what kind of magic it was, it all fell into the mouth of Lord Huahua.

Lord Huahua was in deep thought, absorbing the omnipresent magic power.

All parties involved in the battle were affected. The splendor of magic faded from the battlefield, and dissipated into primitive energy along with Lord Huahua's breathing.

The sound of the wind gradually became unified and turned into a regular whistle, like the breathing of some ancient creature.

(End of this chapter)