If I were to take action, I would gain more strength and a greater chance of defeating this monster.

Although such a powerful being was invincible in his eyes.

He leaned half his body out, but Kokot saw what Heim was thinking, pulled him back, and shook his head.

"Heim, if you go now, you'll be sending yourself to your death."

"Am I supposed to just watch Endymion be destroyed by this monster!?"

"No, no, no, Heim, you're wrong."

Cocote waved his hand and said:

That's not what I meant. I meant...

"If you rush up to help, you might get blown up by Victor's magic."

Heim: "?"

He turned his head and looked.

Suddenly, Viktor's aura intensified, and he was completely enveloped by extremely dense and exquisite magic.

The most central red array stands suspended in the very center, while the smaller arrays orbit around the giant array like satellites.

The intricate patterns on it constantly merge together, like buttons linking all the magic together.

The intricate runes seemed to materialize, constantly merging and replacing each other across several formations.

Heim stared in astonishment at the magical runes on it.

"These...these magical runes...they're like endless combinations of magic. How did he manage to do that?"

A dense magical power burst forth from the intricate patterns, as vast as the ocean, a power that was definitely beyond the reach of a fourth-tier mage.

Heim was puzzled; Viktor seemed even more powerful now than before.

He couldn't help but tremble and murmured:

"Victor... what exactly are you trying to do?"

Viktor stood atop the rubble, letting the lush Druga unleash its skills at will. Soon, it was once again covered by dense jungle vegetation, only this time the towering tree trunks seemed to pierce through the dome.

Druja tilted his head back, and the health he had lost began to recover steadily, enveloped in a layer of shimmering green light.

Victor stared intently at that moment, when it first began to regain life.

Countless spells behind him began to bombard Druga relentlessly.

Fire serpents...phoenixes...suns...all poured out of the magic array in a rush, vying for position.

Suddenly, the void beneath the entire barrier transformed into a chaotic sea of ​​fire, with countless flame particles relentlessly attacking the same target.

At this moment, Victor seemed to transform into a pure magical machine gun, relentlessly attacking until his magic power was rapidly depleted.

Druga's attack methods are completely different from Guledon's. It mostly attacks players by restoring its own resources and summoning magical beasts. With its strong defense and adaptability, it is more troublesome than Guledon, which focuses on attack.

Viktor could only use powerful magic to continuously expend energy and weaken his opponent.

The life force that Druja had just regained was almost ineffective against Viktor's world-destroying aura.

Tiny wisps of fiery energy fell continuously beneath Druja, engulfing the withered grass and flower buds at his feet.

The surrounding energy intensified, and the sea of ​​fire beneath Druga transformed into surging, violent lava, melting away Druga's wood magic. It was like a dagger slicing into Druga's heart, causing it immense pain.

Even with three pairs of compound eyes, one cannot discern the surroundings; upon closer inspection, all one sees is a sea of ​​red, with nowhere to hide.

Kokot stood frozen in place, the Viktor before him now appearing as a demon god.

Casting spells is like having no restrictions; even magic power has become an unnecessary condition.

"He seems to... not need magic."

Heim stood there, stunned, and said something that seemed to be in doubt.

Why?

Magic is indeed powerful, but the most fatal problem for mages is the incantation of spells and the lack of mana.

This means that higher-ranking mages need to chant for longer periods and consume more mana to use powerful spells.

Therefore, Viktor is an outlier.

He seemed to need no chanting; after each spell was cast, the next spell would follow perfectly.

It gives people a sense of continuity.

Kokot glanced at Heim and shook the blue bottle in his hand.

"If you also hoard a lot of this stuff, you can also use magic continuously."

Heim suddenly came to his senses, dispelling all his doubts.

He almost forgot about this magical potion.

It was made by Victor!

Thinking of this, he quickly took out the remaining bottle of medicine and took a sip.

Feeling the restoration of his magical power filled Heim with confidence.

So he created even more clones to support Hyjal's barrier and supply it with energy...

...

After escaping the illusion, Aurelion wandered around the library for a long time.

She had never witnessed such profound and strange magic before. Walking among the books was like entering a treasure trove where she could choose whatever she wanted.

Aurelion delved deeper and deeper into the library as she studied, until her head began to throb. She shook her head, realizing that her magical learning had come to an end.

She looked up and saw a dark side path nestled within the labyrinthine library.

Driven by curiosity, Aurelion slowly walked into the darkness.

As she slowly explored deeper into the darkness, Aurelione could no longer see the surrounding walls clearly; only darkness remained.

Aurelion, walking against the black wall, turned a corner and stopped.

Looking at the golden scales suspended in the sky.

A flash of inspiration suddenly entered her consciousness.

Aurelion looked at the scales and murmured:

"The scales of the goddess of justice?"