Chapter 141: Escape with One Strike
Fortunately, the sorceress is fighting a powerful enemy and it is difficult for her to be distracted and eliminate the trapped enemy.
What's more, Lynch is not afraid of the warlock's magic. There are only a handful of people who can injure him solely by magic.
Carlos, the "Weaver of Fate", is in a state of impotent rage in the Chaos Realm. The ancient Slann will not attack Lynch, and Teclis is also Lynch's friend.
The founder of necromancy, the immortal Nagash has not returned from the dead, and his apprentice is far away across the ocean.
As for the other slightly weaker spellcasters, by the time they had gathered enough magic power to overload the Thorns of Typok, Lynch would have knocked them into pieces.
Lynch wanted to exit the top floor and try other means to break into the place where the Supreme Sorceress was.
Before he could turn around, another loud noise shook the floating island on the sea, even penetrating the invisible wall woven by magic.
The space was no longer enclosed, and Lynch could already hear the rumbling of thunder.
Then, the terrifying unknown creature that was shaking the island stopped destroying the Black Ark, and the thunder became weaker.
A hoarse incantation penetrated the curtain and echoed in Lynch's ears.
The countless dead sleeping in the ocean cried, adding a touch of sorrow and fear to the spell, as they were drained of their power by the powerful magic.
The cries of people of all ages came from below and from all around. Lynch felt cold all over, as if he had instantly crossed over death.
Glancing sideways, the darkness outside the crystal window disappeared, and Lynch could once again see the scenes of war.
A noise more insignificant than the thunder and countless overlapping spells appeared again.
Loud roars were heard on the north side of the battlefield, as if countless strong warriors were shouting war cries.
The empty tower top gradually became full, with wardrobes, bookshelves, and unknown storage vaults emerging one by one, but they could not attract Lynch's more attention.
The screams of countless undead souls merged into a deep and violent wind that was enough to sweep across half of the sea.
It was even more dazzling than the female elf behind Lin Qi! The necromancy was no longer deposited on the seabed. It rose from under the sea, dyeing the deep wind rushing on the sea with blood. The natural wind died in the necromancy.
Far away, on a sailing ship made of rotten hulls and sea monster bones, under the banner of bones and blood.
The vampire who looked like a captain chanted spells wantonly, turning the long silence into super-standard magic.
There was an empty area on top of the giant sailboat, which seemed big enough to accommodate a castle.
The sounds of the spells chanted by the sorceress and Shi Lan in their battle disappeared, probably because some force had devoured the magic power from other sources.
In a flash, Lynch subconsciously looked at the things in the path of the death wind.
I saw strong Norscans boarding the Black Ark from the northeast and northwest sides at some point.
As Lynch focused his attention to the north, he heard numerous vague, fanatical war cries.
The Norsemen were chanting "God of the Mountains" and offering their lives to the "spirit" called "Storm Incarnate".
Suddenly, bright white light illuminated the dark sea.
Lightning suddenly filled the sky, and at the northern end of the Black Ark, the edge of a larger storm splashed up waves all over the sky.
The rising water splashes even obscured the waterspout in the distance that seemed to be swallowing up the world.
The thunder almost deafened the lizard man, and the thunder seemed to echo with a roar like an earthquake.
A painful scream sounded behind Lynch, and the lizard man roared as loudly as he could, giving the lurking warriors an attack order.
As he turned around, Lynch saw the mighty death wind blowing through the Norse army.
The scarlet gale was swift and deadly, sweeping through the densely packed crowd of barbarians. The strong warriors fell in droves like bent ears of rice in the gale.
The various monsters that fought against the Norscans also died silently in the scarlet. This terrible soul storm finally hit the north, the center of lightning and falling water.
There was another violent sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. The Black Ark could not bear the weight and was completely torn apart with a dying groan.
Many mortals in the Warlock Tower were thrown up by the aftermath of the impact. Lynch did not take all the impact head-on, but used several actions to weaken the force he was bearing.
Turning around, Lynch saw the Supreme Sorceress clearly. She was almost completely naked, with all kinds of accessories hanging on her body, flickering with magical light.
Lynch wasn't sure whether the three small pieces of black cloth connected by silk threads could be considered clothes.
If it were any other sexual species, their sanity might be completely shattered by the blinding white, but the Lizardmen would never withstand the threat of this area.
The two hostile parties were observing each other. Moras stared in a trance at the silver badge hanging on Lynch's right wrist, as if he was remembering the distant past and mourning a period of peace.
But the next moment, the grinning, crazy sorceress cast an even more sinister gaze at Lynch.
Relying on his agility, Lynch waved his scepter and pounced on Moras, ready to take the opportunity to eliminate the evil.
It was this evil mother who instigated the once glorious son of Aenarion.
She made the discouraged loser completely radicalized, and eventually turned him into today's chief of evil, the Witch King of Druzy.
The lizard man crashed into the thick gem shield, and Kotego's scepter carried Lynch across several obstacles in succession, but failed to get close to Moras's location.
The same crashing sound could be heard from all over the top of the Warlock Tower, but it looked like no one had done anything meritorious.
The treasures accumulated by the Supreme Sorceress over thousands of years are all extraordinary items, and now is the time for them to protect their master.
Lynch stimulated his "primitive savagery" and once again passed through several physical barriers, crossed the repulsion field, and smashed the purple shield in front of Moras with his scepter.
The scepter failed to completely destroy the shield, but the gap was enough for Lynch to launch a surprise attack.
A stream of acid suddenly shot towards the Supreme Sorceress, but Morathi was busy maintaining her numerous defenses and activating new ancient amulets, so she was unable to dodge properly.
A terrifying scream rang out, and the acid corroded Moras's hair and devoured her skin.
The amber pendant on Moras' chest shone brightly, and her flesh and blood recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon she grew thick long hair again.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Lynch simply used a fake move to attract Moras' attention, making her mistakenly believe that Lynch was going to continue the attack.
As more magic amulets were activated, the lizardman quickly turned around and pounced on the long table not far from the sorceress, carefully grabbing the golden plate.
The next moment, thousands of tiny cracks appeared on the wide top of the tower, and the uninvited guests disappeared one after another.
Only the hysterical Moras was left, and the lonely Warlock Tower standing on the remaining island of the Black Ark, and the various parties fighting on the other broken islands.
The sorceress's vicious screams due to her temporary disfigurement still echoed in Lynch's ears.
But Lynch has already arrived at the City of Awakening, at the square surrounding the central pyramid.
The Skin Lizard Priest who had been waiting for a long time took the golden plate and carefully sealed it in a golden box that had been prepared long ago.
The Skink attendant put an intricate back ornament made of gold on Lynch. The old Thoros was always covered with gold, which was a merit that came with his scars.
As the Shijianks were chattering, Lynch saw many lizards riding on pterosaurs and flying towards other cities.
(End of this chapter)
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