Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 1129: Chapter 921: Unlucky Bane, Covetous Shaer

“It’s just a little pain, Elvia can still endure it.”

“The White Dragon Queen and her followers displayed great bravery this time… While white dragons fear death, their tolerance for pain is the strongest among chromatic dragons.”

“For them, as long as they don’t die outright, what does it matter how severe the injuries are?”

“After all, they grew up licking their wounds while adorned in scars… back then, it was all just for a mouthful of food.”

“White dragons appear cowardly, often fleeing at the first sign of danger. But who can blame them? The heavens didn’t grant them strength matching their name, so they have to be a bit timid to survive.”

“If they knew the chance of dying was only one in ten thousand, they could certainly be courageous and fearless too.”

Hill watched the battle in the hall for a while, and he somewhat felt the mediocrity of these Habel Archmages… Perhaps this mediocrity was what drove them insane.

“They have plenty of spells at their disposal, yet each one is rather conventional. A true extraordinary mage, even when using Weave spells, would have some unique style, with variations in each casting.”

“However, these mages from the Haber family felt rigid and their chanting rhythm was exactly the same.”

“Even their angles of attack didn’t change much… Elvia, known for her agility, excels at dealing with mages. After getting familiar with their combat style, many spells couldn’t break through her defense… The White Dragon Queen skillfully used her spell-deflecting scales to negate most of the damage.”

“Of course, the Undead Tribe also noticed that the attack style of these NPC mages was similar to their own… just at a slightly higher level.”

“The swordsmen immediately perked up, as they were familiar with how to handle such mages~ Haven’t they dealt with a few each day?”

“Just wear down their defenses!”

“Hey~ Is William giving the swordsmen a chance to shine?”

“If not for the spell walls that those Habel mages erected upfront, which couldn’t be quickly broken, the swordsmen would have rushed over to probe these mages’ weaknesses.”

“If the Eighth Ring Spells couldn’t break through Elvia’s defense, they would see what level of Ninth Ring Spells the leader of Haber could cast.”

“If it was ‘Ilminster Radiance Refinement’ or ‘Magic Duncan Fissure Technique’ of that caliber, Elvia would struggle to defend against it, and her injuries would likely be severe.”

“But many mages’ Ninth Ring Spells are actually auxiliary, like the Rainbow Light Sphere that restricts enemy movement.”

“Casting Ninth Ring requires a very clear understanding of various laws, and those who ascended to transcendent levels through external means, barely reaching level thirty by working multiple jobs, are mostly still relying on Eighth Ring Spells to navigate the world.”

“If this Haber had the capability, why would he resort to such shady methods to get where he is now?”

“Even if he learned some legendary elf spells through certain means, Hill didn’t think he had the capacity to use them… Elf spells demand a high mental will, and mages without resonance with the creator cannot use them.”

“And the creator of most legendary elf spells is Coron… No matter how flawed the Father of Elves is, he indeed belongs to the Kind Alignment.”

Hill’s mouth abruptly curled downward… Tch, Bigby’s Crushing Hand.

“Archmage Bigby truly paved a way for countless underpowered mages!”

“But is he an idiot?”

“Even though the white dragon is the weakest dragon, it’s still a giant dragon!”

“Do you think your strength, at most 36 points after being boosted by the Ein Stone, can topple a fully buffed ancient white dragon?”

Elvia was surprised. She spread her wings and directly resisted the Ninth Ring Spell: “You’re using this trick on me? It’s not even as effective as that Eighth Ring Spell from before, is it?”

Bigby’s Crushing Hand did have some effect… Elvia, who was hard resisting, was forcibly pushed back several steps by the immense force.

“It even had a rhythm.”

“The eggshell around her also disappeared for a few seconds… but was quickly replenished by the priests behind her.”

Elvia tilted her head: “Your Ein Stone has changed color! Does such a simple Ninth Ring Spell require stored mana to use?

“Where did you find the courage to oppose Lord Agleya?”

“If Arausato had come, you wouldn’t even have the opportunity to act, right?

“Even Arausato, upon seeing that lord, didn’t even have the courage to escape… What blinded your eyes?”

“Unrealistic desires?”

The furious Haber leader roared: “What do you know! Such divine offspring should disappear from the earth!”

Adanko, what are you still watching for? Get moving!”

The Chief Haber displayed a peculiar expression on his aged face… a mix of reluctance and unwillingness, yet with a hint of fanaticism and ambition… He brought out a floating black metal sphere with a diameter of 5 feet.

The black sphere surged alternately with magical energy and shadow, a jagged crack on its surface continuously exuded fine streams of energy, which triggered small explosions.

Adanko held the metal sphere with both hands, muttering under his breath. The Ein Stone floating by his head began to spin rapidly, its fading color indicating the Chief Haber was exerting all his effort to charge this Divine Artifact.

Hill, looking at the familiar Divine Artifact, revealed a rare expression of surprise… Bane actually sent people to interfere instead of sending someone to eliminate the Haber Family?

Indeed, the relationship between that Undead Commander, Sel, and Bane was merely cooperative, not one of subjugation.

The dissolution of the Santalin Meeting was truly a significant blow to the Tyranny God!

“Ah oh~” exclaimed Celene loudly, “No wonder Bane just wanted to eliminate the Haber Family! Isn’t that a Shadow Energy Core?

When the Santalin Meeting dissolved, it seems these guys from Haber didn’t hesitate to loot what they could.

Truly impressive!

Are they going to pull out a Divine Artifact of Rose next? If so, I’d be truly impressed with these folks.

Offending the Kind, Neutral, and Evil alike, oh my moon!

What exactly did the Lady of Pain give them to make them so fearless?”

“Mmm…” Shaer made a faint sound, then fell silent.

“Why aren’t you speaking? What do you want to do? Are you planning to snatch their valuable stuff? Oh my greedy sister~ Are you going to clash with Bane?” Celene, guessing Shaer’s intentions, let out a peculiar laugh.

On another gigantic screen, the Hydra coiled around ‘Snow Cloud Peak’ suddenly reacted… swimming towards the Magic Gate that the Undead Tribe had been attacking for quite a while.

From one of its mouths, a black sword light shot towards the Magic Gate, slicing off the powerful Magic Defense on the gate… the bombs thrown by the Undead Tribe finally directly exploded on the gate.

‘Snow Cloud Peak’ glanced twice at the suddenly active Hydra, then looked at the tablet in its hand and said aloud, “Hydra, don’t worry, they will definitely hold on until we get there.

Even though the Shadow Energy Core is powerful, it also depends on who’s using it!

I don’t think Chief Haber has the ability to unleash its strongest power, not even the commotion caused by the four Shadow Mages of Santalin scares us!

Rest assured, they have something that can counter it.

Enough for you to snatch the goods.”

Although no one told this Snow Old Dog why the Hydra suddenly turned from watching to the main force, he still guessed it.

‘Snow Cloud Peak’ chuckled, sliding the tablet and instructing, “What are you Earth Mages daydreaming about? Hurry and build the stone platform upwards!

Be quick, we might just catch some action…”

His words ended as a tablet directly struck the top of his head.

Numerous people gratefully glanced at the female Priest of the Magic Cult… hoping she would continue her efforts to timely control the clan leader’s unchecked speech.

Luckily, Celene’s attention was drawn to the ‘Old Age Striking King’ who produced a rose-colored crystal ball about the size of a watermelon, otherwise Hill would have been really troubled… How would he answer the question ‘what comes after “action”? That’s why he got clobbered’?

“A Dawn Stone?” Celene asked curiously, “And such a large one? The relationship between Lansendel and the Undead Tribe is a bit too intimate, isn’t it?”

The main body of the Dawn Stone is roughly the size of a shield, while duplicate sizes vary, but most possessed by the Towers of the Dawn spread across Toril are only fist-sized.

The one in the hands of the Undead Tribe could almost be used to build a Dawn Temple.

Ordinarily, a Dawn Priest needs to hold the Dawn Stone with the most devout posture, praying for Lansendel’s favor to release a spell.

But this priest of the Undead Tribe only managed to hold it.

Besides, she wasn’t even a dedicated priest of Lansendel… Hill thought that after obtaining the Dawn Stone, the ‘Old Age Striking King’ just did a part-time job at the Tower of the Dawn.

To achieve this level, Hill seriously suspected whether Lansendel collaborated with William for a pleasant stay in that chaotic World of Quince?

When the ‘Old Age Striking King’ used the Dawn Stone, she didn’t need to have her forehead veins popping like Adanko Haber did.

Thus, the Ninth Ring Necromancy Energy Absorption Technique, released by the old mage opposite who exhausted himself and visibly aged a few years, was directly shattered into pieces by four consecutive white light orbs released by the Dawn Stone.

The ‘Old Age Striking King’ regretfully looked at the fallen old mage… the black metal sphere didn’t roll out but was immediately picked up by the guy next to him.

Such a pity! She shook her head while letting the beautiful Dawn Stone float beside Edna: “This can’t be used for the time being~ it can only help you avoid some negative spell effects. But without Lansendel’s permission, you absolutely can’t touch it!

The next Meteor Burst can only be used tomorrow, so who knows if it will last till then.”

Edna gave her friend a sweet smile: “It’s alright~ Are they close to arriving?”

Understanding her friend well, she knew that if they had to rely on these people to hold out, the Striking King would have the swordsmen use their lives as a shield rather than resorting to a Divine Artifact that could only be used once a day.