Chapter 1157
Hubert was off to the side, spouting foolish ideas. Before he could finish, Anderson's three faces all broke into cold, mocking smiles.
"Idiot. That thing isn't some mindless beast—it's a true Sky Rank Night Phoenix. No matter what, that monster will never leave the Alchemical Array Cluster..."
Leon and his subordinates formed a circle, endlessly discussing ways to retake the Alchemical Array Cluster. Meanwhile, forces from other factions were already closing in on them.
Two days had passed. With such a huge commotion among the magical beasts in the Blazeforge Battlefield, swarms of pseudo Sky Rank beasts had all rushed here. If the other factions still hadn't noticed, they'd be truly stupid.
After arriving in the area, the first thing they noticed were traces of activity from the mages of Dunespire Tower. But all they found were the remains left by those mages—not a single one was still alive.
"Doug and the others seemed to be fighting with a group of mages. They didn't look like orcs, and they weren't magical beasts either..."
An elderly mage from the Odin Royal Family frowned as he surveyed the battlefield, voicing his doubts.
Following the traces of battle, they soon found a massive charred pit hundreds of meters wide. Inside, patches of sand had melted and fused into glass-like shapes...
The moment they saw the pit, everyone's expressions grew grim. Flames flickered in Dida La's eyes as he stared at the blackened crater, brows furrowed and face full of wariness.
Such overwhelming fire magic... This pit was carved out by pure flame, not by the impact of a spell!
With nothing but flame, the ground was burned several meters deep across hundreds of meters. Who could possibly have done this?
It definitely wasn't the orcs—their strongest don't have this kind of power. There's still dense magical energy lingering here. This was the work of a mage skilled in fire magic...
Our Burning Tower, Skyhold Fortress, Henry Family, and Odin Royal Family are all here, but the Shadow Tower isn't known for fire magic.
On the Andalusia Kingdom side, the Cloudspire Tower, Black Tower, and Andalusia Royal Family all came with us.
That just leaves the Merlin Family!
The final traces of the Dunespire Tower mages vanished inside this charred crater. Could it have been Leon Merlin?
Damn it, how could Leon Merlin possibly be this powerful?
If nothing unexpected happened, the Dunespire Tower mages are probably all dead—their magical signatures have vanished here...
Nearby, Morgan wiped the cold sweat from his brow. The moment he saw the charred crater, he instantly knew who had fought Dunespire Tower...
Damn, Archmage Leon's power just keeps growing. Those idiots from Dunespire Tower actually went and provoked him—they must've done something so brainless that it drove him to kill.
Seriously, how stupid can you get? Now look at them—all burned to death. What a bunch of morons.
Weren't they just wondering why no Sky Rank Bronze Orcs had shown up on the orc side?
Not that I'd tell them, but the Sky Rank Bronze Orc that appeared was already burned alive by Archmage Leon. That guy was the best at defense—like a green-skinned turtle—and even he couldn't withstand Leon's flames. Those fools from Dunespire Tower must've been reduced to ashes...
No, they're probably so gone there's not even bone ash left...
Bottom line: Don't mess with Archmage Leon. Good thing my relationship with him is still pretty decent...
Morgan, who'd seen Leon burn a Bronze Orc alive, kept wiping cold sweat and stayed silent. Rafael from Skyhold Fortress was also sweating bullets.
Of the ten factions that entered the Blazeforge Plane, only three aren't here. And all the signs point to a battle between mages—there's zero evidence of orc activity.
Who could've burned out such a massive charred crater? You don't even need to think about it—the fate of those Dunespire Tower mages is obvious, and definitely miserable.
Joey and Heron stayed silent, while the Sky Sword Saint nearby looked visibly uneasy. The moment he figured out who did it, his face turned pale.