Explosions and fires are minor issues, as are collapses and falling rocks. But what is more dangerous is the constantly rotating crystal polyhedron that hangs in mid-air.
Although we don't know the specifics of how it works, it's clearly not something we can easily touch at this time.
Previously, when the priest in the white and gold robes was dancing wildly, the beam of light projected onto the crystal was just some ordinary little trick, which could be easily let go as a fly passing by. However, the fire whirlwind condensing at the mouth of the cup was a hundred times stronger than that, which was like a powerful slap, not to mention that it would be a continuous bombardment for a period of time. It would not be difficult to break it directly.
What will happen next? A chain reaction of explosions? Or will it trigger a powerful surge of magical energy that instantly engulfs everything nearby, tearing it to shreds?
For those of us who already possessed considerable magical power, the magical turbulence, while causing some physical discomfort, wasn't too unbearable and was easily manageable after a short period of adjustment. However, few of the other residents of this city possessed such aptitude; even those with only a small amount of magical power were highly susceptible to magical allergies or backlashes, leading to sudden death.
The blind saintess and Leticia, who were within the territory of the City of Mountain Shells, had no way of escaping.
Even if they wanted to escape, it was too late.
This was just a simple demolition, after all... Stanley could no longer hold onto the barrier.
Damn it, I need help, or time.
But the mentor didn't give any response, as if deliberately playing deaf. The burden on my shoulders was lifted, and I only felt a gentle touch on my chest.
No, does this mean you believe what I feel in my heart?
In this situation, you're telling me to trust my gut feeling... I'm practically running around like a madman, what nonsense are you talking about?
"Yumi, let's leave here first and then make a decision."
Shen Xue, who had come windingly from the nearby eaves, showed a deep emotion on his face, clearly understanding that the situation before him was not optimistic: "Miss Saint has been muttering that it was her fault, and even after asking her several times, we have been completely unable to find a solution."
"Just in case, we need to move as soon as possible, otherwise we will be caught in the fire."
She turned to the side, glancing warily at the ever-expanding orange-red pillar of fire, and reached out to grab me.
I avoided the question but didn't answer; instead, I focused more intently on the scene before me.
In one corner of my field of vision, a small, light red body was circling and hovering, trying several times to get close to the pillar of fire, but being repelled each time. I initially thought that Feifei was curious about the true form of the thing that had suddenly appeared in front of her and wanted to get closer to it. I was about to frown and call it back when I suddenly noticed a tiny flame trail flashing in front of Feifei's beak, obviously swallowed as a snack.
I was dumbfounded.
It's insane. First, an unknown crisis suddenly broke out, and then the little guy we just received is treating the crisis itself as food.
Although I know the little guy likes to eat the flames I conjure with my magic, can something like that really be okay?
No, obviously that's possible. Aside from the small amount of dust and debris that might get mixed in later, the refined magic, although it might have a fiery color for some reason, is clearly of higher quality than the food I give it. And the little guy just needs to clean it up with the flames themselves, so there's absolutely no risk of him getting a stomachache.
A crazy but feasible plan.
The only downside is that the progress is too slow.
Although I don't know the exact amount of magic power that was absorbed, it was clearly much more than I had imagined.
The flames continuously gushing from the rim of the cup seemed to have some kind of endless meaning, and the rate of expansion was increasing at a visible speed. Now, they had squeezed the space where each of us could move to the vicinity of the wall. The few nearby buildings, instead of burning due to the scorching heat, seemed to be placed in lava, showing signs of melting.
So, just how insane must someone be to create such an object? Could it really have been bestowed upon them by those high and mighty gods who watch the suffering of humanity with indifference?
I refuse to admit it, but deep down I can't help but waver.
Yes, I know. In difficult situations, forcibly projecting one's negative feelings onto others can greatly reduce one's own guilt.
That being said, I can't expect someone to step in and save us every time... even though this disaster wasn't something we intentionally caused.
A cracking sound came from above. Looking up, the guy who had been holding on until he was almost at his limit could no longer hold on and coughed up blood, staggering backward.
The magic is exhausted.
I should continue to accept his job, even though it can't stop people's curiosity about what's happening here, it can at least mitigate the impact...
Although that's what I was thinking, my fingers felt frozen and I couldn't move them at all.
This isn't the first time I've encountered this kind of ridiculous situation, so why am I now cowering in place, like I'm standing on the front lines for the first time? Have a few months of leisure really ruined me?
She wanted to laugh at herself, but she didn't have the energy. She guessed that she would be just as pathetic as the person opposite her when Miyuki picked her up and carried her away. She could hear the noisy chatter of people around her, and even heard the church bells ringing in the distance.
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