Yun Wei did not join the attack on Haines.
As a mage, he knew all too well the terror of elemental upheavals. Almost instantly, he unleashed "Purifying Ocean" and "Gentle Water Protection" in succession.
Almost simultaneously, Sid instantly cast the level 5 earth spell "Stone Wall Protection," while Richard instantly cast the level 6 light spell "Light Feather Protection."
Through the azure water curtain, one can see towering stone walls rising from the ground, with shimmering light falling like heavenly music.
But what they were facing was an extraordinary elemental upheaval.
This is the most destructive force on the continent of Zhuyuan.
As the shockwave approached, most of the magic power surging within him vanished instantly.
“Ugh…” Yun Wei heard Qi De’s muffled groan.
The hard stone wall that blocked the way was reduced to dust at the very beginning, causing the alchemist to suffer an immediate backlash. At this moment, his body was shining with blue and gold light as he was being healed by two types of magic at the same time.
But Yunwei had no time to spare.
The semi-fan-shaped energy shield, resembling a soft membrane inside an eggshell, teetered precariously under the violent impact.
Through the azure light, they watched in horror as the humans sitting opposite them evaporated into water vapor.
The recovery speed of "Pure Sea's Clarity" was woefully inadequate under the terrifying pressure. Soon, the azure water curtain dimmed and cracked as Yun Wei's magic power dwindled.
All of this happened too fast.
Perhaps in the next second, as the water curtain disappears, they too will be swept away by the torrent, ruthlessly evaporated like those on the other side.
Yun Wei's ears were ringing badly. He desperately tried to draw out the sparse elemental energy behind him to fill the shattered water curtain.
But it was to no avail.
The energy leaked from the torrent breaking through the water curtain was enough to activate the top-level protection of the Trinity's "Feather of Bethlehem." The heavy purple lightning flickered erratically, and all eight people barely survived thanks to the brief spell immunity.
As the torrent surged behind them, countless alchemical tools were also pierced and destroyed at the speed of light, and countless screams and cries of agony rang out one after another.
Amidst the widespread cries of despair, Yun Wei found it all absurd and laughable.
He had always found the Abyss repulsive, but in the end, Alchemy City was not destroyed by the Abyss.
What exactly is Alch's commission?
Where should he go to search for a 'Messiah' that can't possibly exist?
It seems that everything is really coming to an end.
In the final moments, against the blinding light, Yun Wei saw the tall knight still standing before him.
Isaac was constantly swinging his mithril sword, aimlessly unleashing a series of battle aura slashes as the torrent reached the main peak.
Those crescent-shaped slashes, whether red or white, clearly contained intense power, yet they didn't even cause a ripple when they entered the overwhelming impact.
“Stop, Isa,” Yun Wei said hoarsely. “It’s too late. Once the ‘Curtain of Majesty’ ends, we will all be reduced to ashes.”
Even through the deep purple lightning barrier, he could already feel the temperature in the space, enough to incinerate everything.
The power cores of all thirteen magic-powered turrets are SS-grade magic crystals, causing an elemental upheaval that was even more severe than the one in Red Moon City.
Not only Alchemy City, but the entire Gold Plains west of the Durion River will be completely razed to the ground in this catastrophe.
Even if he used up all the teleportation scrolls in his hands, he still couldn't escape the range of the elemental rampage.
Rather than putting up a ridiculous resistance, Yun Wei would rather take another look at his Issa.
But his Issa merely glanced back at him before continuing to stubbornly wield his greatsword against the torrent.
Yun Wei knew that in doing so, he would have to watch his lover disappear from his sight.
But he just couldn't bear to look away.
He strained his eyes, which were almost bursting from the flickering light, and stared greedily at the knight in front of him.
If there is an afterlife—
But a lazy voice came from the other side, interrupting his chaotic thoughts.
“This scene is all too familiar, little guy.” Richard looked at the rolling golden impact, but his gaze fell on the almost transparent water curtain, almost mockingly, “Back in Moonflower City, you also used this spell to protect me.”
"At the time, I thought that one day I would have to repay you. But I seem to be lucky, the opportunity came so soon."
In Yun Wei's memory, the other person's voice had always been frivolous.
But hidden beneath that cynical surface lies a dull and lonely emptiness.
It is also a heartbreaking loneliness.
Amidst his rambling, Prince Silver Dragon's slender fingers flew and intertwined rapidly, tearing open a spatial rift filled with storms out of thin air.
It contains a profound and desolate power, comparable to the elemental torrent.
The two domineering forces collided suddenly, producing an even more intense explosion that made those nearby feel a metallic taste in their throats.
"Yun Wei." The silver dragon's eyes flickered, and he said with utmost solemnity, "If we meet again, remember to treat me well."
Under Yun Wei's shocked gaze, Richard curled the corners of his mouth, then suddenly transformed into a dragon and leaped into the folded gap in the storm.
The silver dragon is a magical dragon, born to be the king of the seven elements.
Moreover, Richard was a silver dragon born from the 'Rose Salt Lake'.
Nature and Earth create things, formed by elements.
For countless years, there has only been one such path.
The surging elemental currents seemed to possess a spirit; they followed the emperor's figure and the silver dragon without hesitation, entering the dimly lit spatial rift.
The oppressive atmosphere suddenly dissipated, and as the temperature plummeted, thick fog and smoke billowed up, obscuring the view.
Yun Wei stood there dumbfounded, his mind almost blank.
He stared at the flickering, disappearing crack and murmured, "Rich..."
But just as the silver-edged, purple-rimmed crack disappeared, a black figure rushed in as well.
"Grandmaster Uncle!" Qin Lushu exclaimed in surprise.
It turned out that Xie Mulang had been using ice magic to support the workshop owners who hadn't had time to change their clothes, and he didn't stop fighting even in his final moments.
But when the pressure suddenly eased, the taciturn young man looked up and saw Mr. Long, who no longer wanted to talk to him, heading alone towards the ancient space.
Even though he wasn't very skilled in magic, he understood that spaces like this, which looked unstable, were usually places of no return.
Everyone knew that Richard would die alone.
So Xie Mulang followed him inside without a second thought.
The silvery-purple light finally dimmed, and the space that had been briefly torn closed immediately, returning to normal as if nothing had ever happened.
Having lost two companions in succession, Yun Wei didn't know what he was feeling at that moment.
His head was throbbing and aching, yet he felt a deep sense of regret and self-reproach.
Perhaps he should have shed tears at this moment, but in fact, he didn't even have the strength to squeeze out a tear.
"Help him to sit down over there; his magic is depleted." Sid, pale-faced, finally broke the silence, addressing the knight not far away.
Isaac didn't say much, picked up Yun Wei and sat down against the ruins.
The alchemist glanced at the surrounding tower walls, climbed the broken stone pillars to the other end of the hall, and calmly analyzed, "The self-destructing magic array is still in operation; that was just the first wave."
Following behind him, Uncle Xie asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"
Sid picked up a piece of wood and quickly drew a six-pointed star on the dust on the ground. "The energy that triggered the riot just now mainly came from the six nearest towers, and the energy from the six outer towers will arrive soon. The elemental riot has not stopped yet."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Xie immediately put the toolbox on his back on the ground. "We can dismantle the core here right now."
“It is possible.” Sid nodded, but there was no joy on his face. “It’s just that there isn’t enough time.”
In the dim ruins, only these two workaholics are the only remaining conscious people.
Therefore, although their voices were not loud, they were clearly heard by every survivor.
Those who had just survived the ordeal had no time to celebrate before they were plunged into even deeper despair once again.
The air froze for a moment, and suddenly the sound of vomiting came from somewhere, as if a virus was spreading, with one vomiting sound after another occurring in the tight and stuffy space.
Sid stood quietly in place, but his thoughts were on the memories he had seen from old George.
Even if the other party deserves to be torn to pieces, there is one thing that is indeed true:
"The entire gilded family is full of demons and madmen."
However, just as he was about to have a rare insight, an old man's voice rang out, "Ahem, perhaps I can buy you some time."
Sid coldly looked up and saw Bishop Yorkshire, who had become neither human nor ghost.
In terms of survival skills, the priests do have more options, so even though they look disheveled, they actually have far fewer injuries than the priests.
Although Sid knew a lot about the methods of the Holy Church, he couldn't help but feel curious at this moment.
But his expression remained calm, and his emerald green eyes revealed no trace of joy or sorrow.
“Don’t you think that at this time, it is your turn to lead us in praying to Dilis?” Seeing the obvious ‘traitor’ mark under the other’s lips, Sid was not in a hurry at all.
“Mr. Sid, you’re joking.” Yorkshire, hunched over, could only offer a polite, awkward smile to his only savior at this moment. “Please hurry up and begin immediately.”
"I will use 'prophecy' to buy you both some time."
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