The rolling purple sky has now vanished without a trace.
The adventurers only felt a flash of intense white light before everything around them was changed.
If before, the surging colors were like a canvas splashed with paint, then now...
It's like a curtain that's been thoroughly bleached, its deep purple color forcibly erased.
After the white light gradually faded, a blue sky appeared in the monster rift.
As if forcibly transformed, a few wisps of white clouds drifted across the azure sky.
The glistening raindrops also fall slowly on this land, and when they touch the ground, the earth quickly sprouts.
The saplings sprouted from the earth, and with the raindrops falling, they grew rapidly like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
Soon, it will grow rapidly into huge, towering trees.
Sunlight pierced through the clouds, illuminating the newly revived land, like rays of holy light slowly spreading in compassion.
Seeing this scene that defied all reason, the adventurers collapsed to the ground involuntarily.
They all stretched out a hand, feeling the raindrops falling.
Feel the world after the endless magic has dissipated.
It rains even in the abyss...?
The three giant beasts surrounding Victor gradually dissipated under the sunlight, turning into fragments of magic that vanished into the air.
After most of their bodies disappeared, the core light returned to Victor's trench coat.
The terrifying void creature seemed terrified of the clear sunlight. It hurriedly dragged its heavily injured body through the void gate and slammed the door shut behind it.
The whole world eventually became completely quiet.
Dorragon's enormous body collapsed to the ground, its white scales losing their sanctity and returning to a deep, dark state.
The black scales were now extremely damaged, with many already broken in half.
The dragon lay on the earth, its body rising and falling slowly, on the verge of death.
That final super-tier spell wiped out Doragon's last remaining health bar.
Of course, it also cleared Viktor's mana bar.
Victor stood indifferently before its dragon head, looking at the once invincible Wind Calamity.
[Victor Clavner] lv43→lv45
HP：/
MP: 20/
Defeating the Wind Calamity granted Viktor a massive amount of experience points, causing his experience to surge and level up twice in an instant.
For players like Victor who manage to defeat bosses of a higher level, the game will award them a significant amount of experience.
This time, Victor made an attempt.
Unlike when he fought the two calamities, Fire and Wood, he hardly used any special techniques.
He only used a little movement and agility to dodge Dorragon's attacks.
What truly defeated Dorragon was the terrain that had trapped it.
And, the energy released after a full day of preparation...
Super-level magic.
In the game, this specifically refers to powerful skills that have already exceeded the player's rank.
Its power is no longer limited to its physical strength.
It has even transcended the realm of magic.
No matter how powerful a mage is, it is impossible for him to unleash such terrifying magic all by himself.
Any powerful super-level magic requires a combination of many powerful war magic spells.
Moreover, they cannot be simply combined.
It is necessary to ensure that those war spells, which are like nuclear bombs, are not released prematurely, and also to ensure that the synchronization rate of the spells is consistent.
This is a very difficult thing.
It requires magical support, and at the same time, it requires extreme skill.
Fortunately, Victor has both.
With Vega's power, coupled with his micro-management skills and unparalleled familiarity with abilities, he possesses exceptional power.
This is how a single person can synchronize several war spells completely.
Even in the end, they completely depleted the mana given by Vega.
This incredibly powerful super-tier magic should be used as sparingly as possible in the future.
When a fight breaks out, just release a few war spells as usual. Apart from the fact that the power is not very strong, it saves time and effort.
Meanwhile, Doragon, having lost its last bit of health, gradually dissipated into the wind.
The white air burst open suddenly, creating a final gust of wind.
After the body completely dissipated, the storm gradually subsided.
Calamities do not die; even if they take this form, they simply exist in the world in another way.
Given time, it will resurrect in some place where the storm is strongest.
Meanwhile, Dorragon disappeared.
A ball of pure white energy gradually floated in the air.
That is the primordial core of the Calamity of the Wind—Doragon.
Viktor reached out his hand, and the core of the Wind Calamity, as if it were sentient, slowly drifted toward him.
It then adhered to Victor's trench coat.
At this point, he had obtained three Origins of Calamity.
With a whoosh, the once pitch-black trench coat turned pure white.
That wisp of cloud-white draped over Viktor made him look like a mysterious messenger from the high heavens.
Looking at his trench coat, Victor remained calm and muttered to himself indifferently:
"I still prefer black to white."
Soon, the white clouds gradually subsided and were once again covered by inky black.
Victor narrowed his eyes as he looked at the spot where the Wind Calamity had disappeared.
A girl with a full head of blonde hair was lying quietly on the ground.
Her eyes were closed, and she was very quiet, like a noble princess from a fairy tale who had been sleeping and was waiting for a prince to wake her.
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