There were a total of five waves of Warcraft beast tides.
At this moment, Viktor had held out until the final wave.
In the first four waves of beast tides, he was besieged by countless magical beasts, but he did not suffer any damage.
Even his trench coat wasn't torn.
Calm, composed, and elegant.
'It's that familiar feeling again, as if I've faced this challenge a thousand times.'
As Vega looked at Victor, this thought popped into her mind.
It had the same thought last time at the Temple of Heritage in the far north.
At this moment, Vega slowly raised his head, as if he sensed something.
"They arrived quite quickly."
Victor did not respond, but silently watched as the surrounding walls began to twist.
Behind the stone slab, one after another, remains of bodies emerged, and countless different parts began to connect with each other in the air until they formed a complete body.
The monster landed on the floor, moved its pieced-together body, and howled at Victor.
Then, in mid-air, thousands of disparate limbs, connected by blood, continuously linked together.
The beast tide appeared out of nowhere.
This final wave of beasts has reached an unprecedented number.
"Is that so?"
Victor's voice rang out softly, and suddenly, the trench coat behind him seemed to be filled with magic, beginning to swing wildly.
Several bright red stripes lit up, covering the entire garment.
The stripes not only flowed across the trench coat, but even climbed onto Victor's body.
Behind that trench coat, a pair of fiery red eyes, like those of a monster, shone brightly.
Almost instantly, the surrounding temperature, along with his changes, rose rapidly at a noticeable pace.
The ground, paved with stone slabs, seemed to be covered by streaks of red magic.
[Scorching Earth]
The red magic instantly transformed into raging flames and surging lava, clinging to the bluestone floor.
The surrounding monsters were swallowed up by the lava, their limbs were scorched, and even the place where they stood was swallowed up by the lava.
"Then, I'll start by making things quick."
He stretched out one hand, and held firmly a staff inlaid with a red jewel.
Victor picked up his staff and tapped it lightly.
In an instant, countless raging pillars of fire rose from the sea of lava, the flames swirling and soaring into the sky.
The air itself sparked under the intense heat, flickering and dancing as the flames ignited.
Like giant snakes, they kept stretching out their restless bodies.
The lava began to surge, completely eroding and engulfing the mangled bodies of the magical beasts.
The overflowing lava began to gather together, as if it had transformed into a giant golem.
With its hands outstretched and half its body submerged in the lava, it opened its massive lava maw, revealing an incomparably crimson space, and swallowed the overwhelming demonic creatures whole.
Waves of heat came one after another, and even the air seemed to distort due to the terrifying heat.
The crimson color instantly filled the entire space, like the endless rage of hatred and sin in the world.
The soft sounds seemed to be their final swan song.
"Fall into despair, and then..."
Rest in peace.
【War Magic - The Requiem of the Balrog】
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