Chapter 596: Crystal Balance
However, Councilor Weiss knew about Suville's background in the Black Tower—a background even Chairman Heron was wary of. Otherwise, they wouldn't have repeatedly indulged Suville time and again. After this incident, the Black Tower Sanctuary would likely bring immense pressure upon that young magus...
Yet, as Weiss was pondering these things, the environment around them suddenly changed dramatically.
It was the kind of change that could easily slaughter a mage. Terrifying magical power churned like fog, rendering eyesight almost useless. Endless magical energy surged like a flood, and in the blink of an eye, the ancient forest became an ocean of mana...
This was mana with an endless sense of slaughter. In another place, under different circumstances, any mage would be ecstatic to encounter such a quantity of mana. But now, all that remained was fear.
“What’s happening?” Weiss felt a chill run down his spine, coldness spreading through his body.
The feeling was close to despair—true, utter despair, like a plague rapidly turning the place into a land of death.
Weiss spun around almost frantically, then froze in place...
It wasn’t just him—Archmage Felton, Cyrus Watson, and the others all looked equally alarmed, their mouths agape as they stared at Oracis.
At this moment, as the brief interlude ended, Oracis’s central head had finished its magical incantation. The runes of Demonic Speech seemed to gain new life, looking utterly terrifying.
This magic from the Abyss tore apart the already ravaged land once more. The entire forest, soft as a blanket, was ripped in two with ease. The bottomless chasms left everyone speechless, unable to describe the feeling in their hearts.
As for the vegetation that once covered the forest, it was long gone. Unable to withstand such violent force, it seemed to be drained of all life in an instant, withering away completely.
This scene was enough to terrify everyone present. If all the plants had simply been blasted apart, they could blame Oracis's sheer power. But withering means something else—this Abyssal magic contains something more.
And that something is even more terrifying than physical destruction.
And that’s not all—what erupted from the earth wasn’t just fire anymore. It was real magma!
Magma and fire are two entirely different things. To put it bluntly, if that scorching magma touches you, in just moments you’d be encased in lime...
The magma surged and roared, wave after wave like a sea, transforming into a curtain of molten rock that shot up hundreds of meters high...
For a moment, everyone scattered in panic. They all knew: if the magma covered you, even a peak Title Archmage would sleep here forever.
“It’s the apocalypse.”
Just as Weiss was at a loss, Lin Yun’s voice rang in everyone’s ears.
By now, even Lin Yun could feel the mounting pressure—he sighed for a full ten seconds. But there was nothing they could do; despite everyone’s efforts to stop Oracis, they still failed to interrupt its Abyssal magic...
It managed to unleash the apocalypse.
This, too, was a spell from ancient legend. Its power was obvious—just look at the scene before them. This was magic no human could resist.
According to legend, the apocalypse is a high-tier Abyssal spell, typically mastered only by Sky-ranked beings.
Though Lin Yun had imagined countless scenarios, he never expected Oracis to wield the apocalypse.
The only silver lining was that this was a sustained spell—in other words, it wouldn’t unleash all its power at once. If they could seize this window, maybe there was still a chance to turn things around...
“Magus Merlin, do you have any way to stop the apocalypse?” At that moment, Weiss rushed to Lin Yun, visibly anxious.
There was nothing he could do—in the face of the apocalypse, he felt utterly insignificant...
Weiss had no doubt: if the apocalypse truly descended upon him, even his proud Title Archmage power would be useless. He could only watch as the apocalypse devoured him, bit by bit.
So, he pinned all his hopes on Lin Yun...
At this moment, everyone knew it was critical. If they couldn’t stop the apocalypse, even the strongest among them—Archmage Felton—would be obliterated instantly.
Lin Yun raised the Wheel of All Magic, dispelling the chaotic magical forces around them. The Doombringer Staff was lifted high, transforming into a shield of runes.
Hundreds of runes whispered and hissed, forming a storm that spun wildly at impossible speed. Dark golden light burned like fire, then shattered Oracis’s assault with even greater fury.
It must be said, this was a highly effective defense.
Meanwhile, Reina let out a long draconic roar. Almost at the same instant Lin Yun acted, the Frost Drake erupted, conjuring a massive ice coffin that enveloped everyone.
The Frost Drake clan isn’t just known for brute strength—they can also wield unique defensive techniques. This ice coffin’s protection was nearly as strong as Lin Yun’s...
But under Oracis’s relentless Abyssal magic, even Reina’s effort fell far short. In moments, the ice coffin was covered in cracks. At this rate, it would be shattered soon—it was only a matter of time...
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At this point, the others couldn’t just sit by and watch. If the ice coffin and Doombringer Staff’s defenses failed against Oracis, it would mean disaster for them as well.
Reid Watson cursed under his breath, about to act, when he suddenly saw Cyrus Watson signaling to him from afar.
Reid Watson was puzzled at first, but quickly understood.
Cyrus Watson was signaling him to conserve their strength...
The advance of the spatial rift had only just begun. Running into Oracis was an accident, but the contents of the demi-plane were far from simple...
So Reid Watson stopped channeling mana, staying put like Cyrus Watson. As for the fate of Mafa Merlin and the others, it had little to do with the Watson family.
That was the truth: if not for mutual interests, why would the Watson and Merlin families ever join forces?
Lin Yun couldn’t possibly miss their little maneuver.
In fact, while fighting the apocalypse, Lin Yun was also watching the Black Tower and Watson family. The Black Tower mages—Felton and Weiss—were working hard, doing all they could against Oracis.
But the Watson family, even now, seemed to cling to wishful thinking...
Not only did Reid Watson withdraw, but even Seventh-Rank Swordmaster Anthus and Third-Tier Title Archmage Mark Watson began to retreat from the battle.
Here we are fighting Oracis for our lives, while you stand back and watch—since when is the world so generous?
Unfortunately, Lin Yun wasn’t fond of the Watson family’s tactics...
So, in the next instant, Lin Yun summoned a fire elemental avatar. The surrounding fire elements were so dense—Oracis’s flames were useful here, too.
Just like now, Lin Yun had plenty of ways to borrow Oracis’s flames and easily cast Elemental Flash.
In a blink, Reid Watson, Cyrus Watson, and the others were pulled back into the fray, bewildered. The elemental density was so intense that even Cyrus Watson couldn’t cut off the Elemental Flash in time.
Immediately, everyone in the Watson family looked grim. Damn that Mafa Merlin—was he provoking them?
But now wasn’t the time to lose their temper.
Now they were forced to join the fight. Oracis loomed ahead, with magma and Abyssal power surging every second. If they didn’t try to stop it, they’d all be in danger.
"Damn it!"
Cyrus Watson cursed under his breath, setting aside his frustration. Instantly, a rune shield appeared. He crossed his arms, and as his magic activated, a torrent of mana exploded forth.
Strangely, this mana was emerald green. Then, the emerald mana began to condense.
At the same time, Cyrus Watson began chanting a string of strange syllables—he was casting a spell...
Suddenly, a massive Crystal Balance appeared in the air above him. Its emerald energy was astonishing, suppressing the catastrophic void magic and creating a large vacuum zone within moments.
This was unusual—how could Cyrus Watson’s magic be so powerful?
The only explanation lay with Reid Watson, also a member of the Watson family...
“Impossible!” Reid Watson’s expression was equally dramatic, his eyes locked on the Crystal Balance, burning with fanaticism and envy.
He could clearly tell—that was the Watson family’s strongest defensive magic, inherited from the distant Third Dynasty. It was the precious legacy left by their ancestor before ascending to the Sky Rank...