The brown sky over the capital city seemed to have been split open from the center.
The deep, dark clouds resembled two torn continents, slowly pushing apart to reveal cracks.
From a distance, the world appears to be bisected in two, revealing the mysterious river flowing with iridescent light.
The vast land of the capital was bathed in warm sunlight, its gentle rays gradually falling upon the dust-covered earth.
Countless giant trees, reaching straight into the sky, stand above the loose soil.
The lush green branches swayed gently in the breeze, making a series of crisp, rustling sounds.
Sunlight shines on the green leaves, and those bright natural colors seem to add sparkling stars of life to the clear sky.
As the gentle breeze caressed them, the oppressive dark clouds finally began to disperse.
Bright sunlight streamed through the cracks, gradually covering the entire earth.
The enormous divine tree, shimmering with iridescent light, pierced straight into the sky.
A vast and dazzling magic shimmered in the air, reflecting the sunlight.
The flowers bloom at this moment, displaying their sacred and extraordinary beauty.
Beneath this tranquility, only endless ruins and scattered rubble remain on the land.
Even the undulating mountains collapsed and disappeared in this upheaval, revealing the original brown soil once again.
A gentle breeze swayed, carrying faint ripples that brushed against everyone's clothes, bringing a touch of freshness.
The residents standing outside the city walls of the capital wore solemn reverence, their eyes filled with shock and awe.
The eyes of the people reflected a strange light, and they remained motionless, bathed in the shimmering magic.
It wasn't just ordinary residents who were affected by the powerful magic floating in the air.
Heim Horn, who was sitting on the city wall, stared blankly at the sacred tree in the sky, feeling the vast magic power surging from the heavens.
This profound and intense feeling seemed to envelop the entire capital in an invisible land made of magic.
That's terrifying.
Heim Horn couldn't believe that magic could be so powerful.
He slowly lowered his head, gazing at the monks who were supporting the barrier in front of the residents.
At this moment, all the mages lay sprawled on the ground, looking as if all their magic had been drained, and appeared utterly exhausted.
If it weren't for the fact that each of them was still breathing, this dense crowd would have looked like corpses left on a battlefield.
Although the battlefield had been lifted high into the sky by Victor, the terrifying magic was also taken up into the clouds.
The immense impact of the magical explosion even pierced through the clouds for thousands of miles.
Even so, the earth was still subjected to a tremendous roaring impact, tearing countless cracks into the continuous mountain ranges.
Ruins were scattered throughout the capital, with rubble and debris almost crushed into dust, covering the land with a layer of colorful dust.
The transparent barrier that emerged from around the capital's city walls was also completely shattered by the terrifying impact.
It's fortunate that the magic was cast high in the sky.
Otherwise, even this barrier, constructed by the combined efforts of tens of thousands of mages, would be unable to withstand such power.
At that time, the capital city will probably be completely wiped off this land.
"This is absolutely the most terrifying magic I have ever seen in my life."
Heim Horn gazed at the sky, sighing with emotion, and reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
Rachel, leaning on his cane, sat on the stone wall beside him, panting heavily.
Once his breathing had calmed down a bit, he asked the natural sparrow on his shoulder about the others.
"How are you feeling? Is everyone alright?"
...
After a while, the natural sparrow received several messages from all directions:
"Haha, that was so exhilarating..."
"I have no problem on my end."
"He can still move."
"I'm overloaded. After this is over, I need Victor to lend me Helnason for a few days."
"Woof!"
Hearing the voice of the councilor echoing through the air, Haim Horn and Rachel nodded to each other.
After calming down, they raised their heads and looked towards the ruins of the capital city.
Amidst the dust and ruins, the only place that remains intact and continues to shimmer with golden light is the royal palace located in the center of the capital.
There, a rock giant, its body entirely brownish-brown, stood motionless before the palace.
As the rocks continued to crumble and dust rose, the massive body gradually became loose, and its rocky skin peeled away layer by layer.
Heim Horn gazed ahead and spoke softly;
"Then, just as Viktor said."
"Let's prepare for the next stage."
...
In front of the glittering palace, the residents of the central square stood there dumbfounded, looking up at the torn, thick clouds like puppets.
Their gazes fell upon the enormous rock giant, their awe palpable.
A clear blue sky appeared above, and the bright sun hung high in the sky, slowly shining.
Its light gently fell upon the crumbling rock giant, reflecting an earthy halo.
Even with half its body bent, the rock giant with its broken body could still block out half the sky.
The earthen-colored rocks on its body continued to crumble, turning into countless falling fragments that scattered across the ground around the central square.
Urano’s six eyes flashed intermittently.
That once mighty body seemed unwilling to succumb to fate, still standing firmly in place.
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