Chapter 285 Target: Nightmare Rift!
Chapter 285
Here is a vast, desolate and endless swamp.
Looking around, the world seemed to be shrouded in a dull and depressing hue. The fields were full of wetlands flowing with sticky black water and covered with rotten vines. Occasionally, there were some bubbling quagmires that emitted a disgusting stench.
The sky was extremely gloomy, with thick dark clouds hanging low and circling, like a dark sky that was about to overturn, so heavy that it seemed as if it would crush the entire world at any time.
And right between this dead and desolate land and the dark sky, a cold silver light suddenly appeared without any warning.
Swish!
The silver light cut through the night sky like a knife, piercing the silence, and what emerged was a series of complex and mysterious silver runes.
They hovered in mid-air, leaping and flickering like star fragments, and then, guided by some force, began to expand, spin, and entangle...
Layer upon layer, they weave together to form a magnificent battle formation painting.
This is an extremely large, ultra-long-distance teleportation array constructed by the power of space runes!
It was so large that it almost covered the ground of the nearby swamp area, like a silver disc falling from the sky.
The diameter is as large as a thousand meters, and the array pattern flows as deep as the veins of mountains and rivers, emitting heart-pounding spatial fluctuations.
The next moment, the teleportation array suddenly shone, and silver light was like a waterfall, illuminating the sky and the earth.
Rumble!
The space vibrated and the air roared.
One after another, blurry and distorted figures began to take shape in the sky, as if they were torn directly out from another world.
Their outlines quickly became clear, and they slowly descended one after another, like comets falling to the earth in the dark night.
These figures are all members of the Meteorite Council.
This is not an evacuation, nor is it exile, but a brazen counterattack against the allied forces of the Wizarding Council!
The Wizarding Council and its subordinate forces launched a joint campaign against the Meteoric Council with great momentum, intending to completely destroy this radical faction.
But the Meteoric Council did not choose to give in. Instead, following a shocking order from the radical leader Searle, they resolutely fought back!
"The best defense is offense!"
Now, in this giant teleportation array, a force that is enough to subvert the Morning Star forces is surging out, and densely packed powerful people are descending one after another, stepping on the ground, with black robes fluttering, and their aura is as deep as the abyss.
Among them, one figure was particularly eye-catching.
He was wearing a dark wizard robe, standing in mid-air, his figure as straight as a sword. It was Lin En.
He slowly opened his eyes, his deep pupils reflecting the rolling dark clouds in the sky and the endless swamp under his feet.
All around, figures were falling from the sky, as dense as rain, but this area seemed to have no end, as if it was truly standing on the edge of heaven and earth.
Lin En glanced around, a hint of doubt and contemplation in his eyes.
He felt that the scenery around him was somewhat familiar, but he was not sure.
And at this moment, he felt a subtle soul fluctuation coming from the golden scale that was closely connected to him.
It was a fragment of the Spirit Eye Wizard's memory, which quickly emerged in his sea of consciousness like a ray of light.
As the picture flashed, he saw: the Spirit Eye Wizard and other Morning Star Wizards were in a swamp environment very similar to his own.
But unlike where Lin En was, in front of them stood a terrifying crack that tore the earth apart!
The crack was like a huge mouth of the abyss, and a suffocating breath kept gushing out from the darkness, as if it could swallow up people's souls.
It exists quietly, but it is like the gaze of some ancient evil god, making one's scalp tingle.
Lin En's heart trembled, and he naturally knew where that place was: "...That's the Nightmare Rift Valley!"
Of course he won't admit his mistake.
After all, he had been to the Nightmare Rift and stayed in the Mechanical City for a while.
Everything he saw now was enough to make him understand: this place was the Reid Swamp surrounding the Nightmare Rift Valley!
At this moment, with the huge teleportation array completely stabilized, thousands of wizards descended from the sky and landed in the Reed Swamp one after another. The whole world seemed to tremble under the sweep of this power.
Such a massive, ultra-long-distance transmission would require an astonishing amount of energy, and the significance behind it can be inferred from its scale alone.
The Meteorite Council finally took action!
The purpose of their trip is obvious: to launch a counterattack against the Nightmare Rift!
The starting point of this war was the Wizard Council's encirclement and suppression of the radical faction of the Meteoric Council.
In order to completely weaken this group of "heretics", the Wizard Council united dozens of large and small forces around it to form an alliance with great momentum and flags covering the sky.
Among them, three major forces are the core forces and cannot be ignored:
The first is the Furnace Stone, one of the four famous furnaces in the Dark Wizard Territory.
The second is the Seven Sacred Towers, one of the four towers in the White Wizard Territory known as the beacon of knowledge.
The third force is the most special. It is located between the black and white wizard territories and is regarded as the absolutely neutral gray forbidden Nightmare Rift.
In addition, the Wizard Council also recruited a number of Morning Star-level forces to participate in the war.
But compared with these three giants, those forces are more like scattered dots surrounding the main force. Although they are useful, they are not enough to shake the overall situation.
In the past several battles, the Meteoric Council suffered defeat after defeat, several frontline strongholds were eliminated, and many mid-level and high-level wizards were killed, captured, or even completely "cleansed".
The war situation has gradually become unbalanced for them.
It was in this context that the radical leader Sel finally made the decision that shocked everyone: stop defending and take the initiative to counterattack!
But counterattack does not mean just picking a target and "hitting" it.
A force like the Night Shadow Furnace, which is led by only one fourth-level Morning Star Wizard.
Although it also belongs to the Wizarding Council, it has a weak foundation and insufficient symbolic significance. Even if it is destroyed, it will only be a drop in the ocean, far from being enough to become a target of "counterattack" and venting hatred.
If the Meteoric Council wants to fight back, it must choose a truly "important" target!
Therefore, his attention naturally fell on the three major forces: Furnace Stone, Seven Sacred Towers, and Nightmare Rift.
Among these three, the first two are undoubtedly located in the core area, with strong defense and profound foundation.
Whether it is the Black Wizard's Furnace Stone or the White Wizard's Seven Sacred Towers, behind them are behemoths supported by unfathomable resources, military power and wizard background.
Even though His Majesty the Brilliant Moon Wizard who truly dominates a domain will not act rashly, there are still many high-level fighters at the sixth-level Morning Star level among them.
Coupled with the numerous fifth-level and fourth-level Morning Star wizards, as well as tens of thousands of formal wizards and apprentice legions, if they rashly attack these two major forces, it would be like hitting a rock with an egg.
In comparison, the third force, the Nightmare Rift, appears much more "fragile".
This neutral force, which lies between the territories of black wizards and white wizards, has always maintained a neutral stance, staying away from disputes and almost never participating in the bloody game between black and white wizards.
However, this time, it had to be caught in the center of the storm and become part of the coalition's front line, or even the front line.
Its geographical location, originally considered a strategic buffer zone, has now become a gap in the defense line.
There is a lack of sufficient defensive barriers and military garrisons in the surrounding area. Once the enemy forces invade in large numbers, it will be almost impossible to form an effective interception barrier.
What's worse is that although the Nightmare Rift seems to be full of witches and high-level wizards, its foundation is actually weak.
It is not like the Seven Sacred Towers, which is a self-contained system passed down from generation to generation; nor is it like the Furnace Stone, which controls a large army of wizards and vassal territories.
As a neutral force, it does not actively recruit apprentices or train wizards, and it does not even have a stable class structure.
In terms of numbers, the Nightmare Rift has far fewer people than the Seven Sacred Towers and Furnace Stone.
Even though there appear to be many high-level wizards gathered here, most of them are just staying here temporarily, or passing by for a short break, or staying here temporarily for some transaction or research.
They are not members of the Nightmare Rift nor are they obligated to fight for it.
It is even foreseeable that once the flames of war spread here, not only the high-level wizards, but also some low-level wizards and even wizard apprentices will be killed.
I'm afraid they will all flee in all directions at the first possible moment, and no one will be willing to die for this "Neutral Valley".
A sense of belonging is the most fatal weakness of the Nightmare Rift.
It has no heritage and no faith, cannot gather loyalty, and cannot unite defensive forces at critical moments.
Of course, even if the Nightmare Rift seems to be a "soft persimmon", that is only compared with the other two major forces.
The reason it appears weak is simply because the Seven Sacred Towers and the Furnace Stone are too powerful.
Both of these forces are terrifying existences that have the ability to "hunt intermediate civilizations across dimensions" and possess vast resources, profound knowledge, and astonishing military power.
In comparison, although the Nightmare Rift is also ruled by His Majesty the Brilliant Moon, it seems like a lone lamp swaying between the two wizarding forces.
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At this moment, above the sky, wizards turned into streams of light and flew out, gathering towards the front like a dense swarm of bees. The fluctuations of magic power intertwined into a tide, covering the sky and the sun.
Lin En flew slowly behind the crowd with a calm expression.
Although he was also on the list of candidates, as a direct student of the Morning Star Wizard, he had a special status and enjoyed immunity.
Not subject to the dispatch orders of any mid-level or low-level commanders of the Meteoric Council.
This meant that he didn't have to go to the front line with the main force, but could observe the entire offensive rhythm, which was much freer.
Lin En looked up at the distant sky, the direction covered by the wizard swarm, frowned slightly, and whispered to himself:
"Nightmare Rift Valley... after all, His Majesty Huiyue is in charge."
"Even though the Wizard Council has established a rule that His Majesty Huiyue cannot arbitrarily interfere in the conflicts within the wizarding world... in order to protect their own power, they will definitely leave behind various formations, prohibitions, and even sorcery formations that belong to Huiyue's level..."
His eyes darkened slightly as he looked at the endless stream of wizards that were setting off, and his voice became even lower:
"Can these people... really break in?"
However, since Sel, the radical leader of the Meteoric Council, dared to initiate this battle personally.
Then it is certainly impossible that he made the decision on impulse.
If this person was not sure, how could he start a war so easily?
After staying in the Meteoric Council's base for some time, Lin En gained some understanding of this mysterious and huge organization.
He was particularly impressed by Searle, the leader of the radical faction.
Not only does this person hold a high position in the Meteoric Council, he also possesses power comparable to that of Hercules, a sixth-level Morning Star Wizard of Furnace Stone.
Even judging from some rumors, Sel's methods and background are probably even more obscure and profound.
Lin En had ever witnessed the arrival of Hercules with his own eyes.
That was the moment of returning from outside the domain. In the sky, a crack that ran through the sky above the wizarding world slowly opened, as if the universe was groaning.
Through the crack, Lin En had vaguely seen that one star after another was connected to each other, hanging above the sky like a chain, like a Great Wall spanning the endless star field.
"The Great Wall of Hercules Corona Borealis".
That is the glory of Hercules' conquest of the heavens: every star is transformed from the plane of the world he once conquered or plundered!
It is so vast and breathtaking.
Now, Serro in the Meteoric Council is on par with Hercules, so this action against the Nightmare Rift will not be a simple emotional outburst, but a long-planned heavy blow.
Just as Lin En's mind was churning and his brows were slightly furrowed, a spiritual ripple suddenly came from the golden scale.
He suddenly realized that a great war had begun in the distance.
"Hmm? The Morning Star Battlefield has already begun!"
The next moment, he used the perceptual connection between the golden scale and the Spirit Eye Wizard to clearly see the battlefield scene at the Morning Star level through the other party's vision.
The void ahead was shaking violently, and one Morning Star Wizard after another, covered in flames, descended from the sky, like falling stars, swooping down towards the huge, deep rift below that seemed to lead to hell, the Nightmare Rift.
Each of these wizards exudes blazing starlight, with at least four permanent witchcraft marks engraved on their bodies. Runes flow across their bodies like flowing fire.
Although they are all "abandoned wizards" who have been deprived of protection by the origin of the wizarding world.
However, this battle took place within the wizarding world and did not touch the will of the plane. Therefore, in terms of combat power, they were not inferior to any "normal" Morning Star wizard!
Lin En counted secretly through the perspective of the Spirit Eye Wizard.
"One... five... ten... twenty..."
He became more and more horrified.
There are already more than twenty or thirty Morning Star Wizards summoned by the radicals alone!
And this is far from the full power of the Meteoric Council.
It should be noted that the entire Meteoric Parliament is divided into three major factions: moderates, neutrals and radicals.
The elite force before us is only the main force of the radicals and some foreign aid.
Behind the battle formation where light intertwined, Lin En suddenly noticed that the radiance flowing on the bodies of several Morning Star Wizards was slightly different, showing a soft green rhythm, like the breath of natural elves.
"Is this... the aura of the Wind Tribe?"
He instantly realized that those Morning Star warriors with green witchcraft patterns shining on their faces were not members of the Meteoric Council, but Morning Star wizards from the Wind Tribe of the Elves!
It was Alton and Lori’s elders!
These ancient and proud elves never easily interfere in the struggles of the human wizarding world, but now they are standing on the side of the radicals, which obviously shows a certain position.
What was even more eye-catching was the figure in the lead, who was wearing a wizard robe as black as ink and exuding a powerful and terrifying force.
There is no need to guess the identity of this person, as he is the radical leader Sel.
He led the way, leading many Morning Star wizards and swooping directly towards the Nightmare Rift...
(End of this chapter)
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