Chapter 481: Crystal Shield
Chapter 481: Crystal Shield
The situation in the Fadil Mountains, due to the distance and some interference from a concealment spell formation, was not observed by the lookouts on the Federation's giant airship.
Meanwhile, Ren and Tyrion swiftly arrived near the location of the Ice Sea Demon, Gazrian.
They witnessed Lady Maynia and Reginald utilizing the mobility of the giant dragons beneath them, as they flanked Gazrian on both sides, maintaining a delicate balance.
Whenever Gazrian was provoked by one of them, the other would seize the opportunity to launch a full-force attack, drawing the Ice Sea Demon's attention back to them.
This back-and-forth tactic kept Gazrian occupied, and for the moment, it seemed they could sustain this strategy without much difficulty.
However, both Ren and Tyrion were well aware that this situation couldn't be maintained for long.
At this moment, the two of them were already giving it their all.
"Your Majesty Tyrion, should I go to the other two positions with you?" Ren asked.
"Your Highness, you mean we should each take a position and take turns attracting Gazrian's attention, allowing everyone time to adjust?" Saint-Tirion immediately understood Ren's intention.
"Exactly."
"Good idea," Tyrion nodded with a smile.
Due to the recent rush and combat, he had expended a considerable amount of energy. To be honest, he wasn't sure if he could handle another intense attack right away.
Therefore, upon hearing Ren's more conservative suggestion, he readily agreed.
At this moment, Lady Maynia also sent a message: "Ren, about what you did just now..."
"Never mind, we'll talk about it later."
Maynia was obviously curious about how Ren had managed to pull it off.
However, she also understood that it wasn't an appropriate time to discuss it.
"You and His Majesty Tyrion can go to the other two positions to contain him. I'll need a little time to adjust with His Majesty Reginald."
"Yes, Your Highness Maynia."
Obviously, Maynia's arrangement aligned perfectly with Ren's thoughts.
With Ren and the Federal Saint-Tirion joining the battle, Lady Maynia and Reginald noticeably relaxed.
All four of them were exceptionally experienced in combat, and soon they coordinated their efforts, maintaining a steady rhythm to confine Gazrian within a relatively fixed area.
In truth, if the Ice Sea Demon had wanted to escape, they wouldn't have had it so easy.
The problem was that Gazrian, as the ancient king of the three-headed sea dragons, never even considered retreating in the face of these 'ants.'
He was determined to make them pay!
Additionally, having been sealed since ancient times, his three dragon heads were filled with anger, and the provocation from Maynia and Reginald further fueled his rage, clouding his judgment.
Therefore, instead of retreating into the ocean, Gazrian furiously counterattacked, playing right into the hands of the group.
In the sky, inside the captain's cabin of the Federation's giant airship.
"The situation has stabilized."
"It seems we'll have a bountiful harvest from this battle."
"Indeed, that young man named Ren from the Empire is truly remarkable!"
"..."
Many federal generals breathed a sigh of relief as the situation calmed down.
Senator Bertrand, on the other hand, gazed at the battlefield below with a smile on his face for the first time.
As long as they could stabilize the situation, and with the battle taking place in Federation territory, their forces would only grow stronger as the fight progressed.
"How long until the arrival of the nearest Epic-level Strong?" Senator Bertrand asked.
"Approximately twenty minutes."
"Excellent."
Bertrand nodded slightly, knowing that once they endured these twenty minutes, the battle would be as good as won.
In the center of the battlefield.
Thanks to Ren's timely reinforcement, it only took a few minutes of adjustment for Lady Maynia and Reginald to recover.
"Everyone, we're almost ready," Maynia said. "Perhaps we can try to push our opponent a bit."
Obviously, Lady Maynia was also aware that the Ice Sea Demon, Gazrian, wouldn't be an easy opponent.
The ancient beast must have some kind of trump card.
However, with the current intensity of their attacks, the Ice Sea Demon didn't seem to feel threatened.
Moreover, the ancient records didn't provide a complete account of the Ice Sea Demon's abilities, so Maynia needed to observe it personally.
"I agree."
"Let's do it!"
"No problem."
Upon hearing Maynia's message, everyone was eager to give it a try, and no one objected.
For Ren, the ancient beast before him was likely to further enhance his bloodline concentration.
As for the others, the opportunity to defeat the renowned Ice Sea Demon from ancient times was undoubtedly a great honor.
"The left head is mine, Ren, you take the middle one, Your Majesty Reginald, attack the right one, and Your Majesty Tyrion, you finish it off," the instructions were given.
According to ancient records, only by simultaneously destroying Gazar's three heads could they have a chance to completely kill this ancient giant beast.
Under the command of 'Red Queen' Maynia, the four of them immediately launched a joint attack.
"Blazing Wave Cone!"
A red beam of light flashed past Maynia, striking the right dragon head of Gazar.
"Giant Boulder Throw!"
An enormous boulder, like a meteorite, hurtled towards Gazar's left head.
"Steel Forest!"
A forest of dark golden metal spikes covered the middle head of Gazar.
Facing this crisis, the 'Ice Sea Demon' Gazar seemed to regain some clarity for a moment.
Its three dragon heads roared towards the sky simultaneously!
On the massive body, a halo made of ice crystals appeared out of thin air, and in the next instant, the halo rapidly expanded in both upward and downward directions, forming an ice crystal ball that enveloped Gazar's enormous body.
In an instant, the red beam, the giant boulder, and the Steel Forest all hit the massive ice crystal ball almost simultaneously.
"Boom! Boom!"
Two mushroom clouds appeared one after the other!
The Federal Sword Saint Tyrion, who was responsible for the finishing blow, had already charged forward, but to his surprise, Gazar remained unharmed amidst the smoke and dust.
Even the ice crystal ball on its body showed no signs of damage, indicating that the defense of this ice crystal was incredibly exaggerated. Despite enduring three Dawn Strikes, it still didn't shatter.
"It didn't break!" Tyrion quickly communicated.
"It didn't break?" Reginald's expression changed instantly!
He was well aware of the power of his Giant Boulder Throw, as well as the strength of Maynia and Ren. But he never expected that even with their combined attack, the enemy remained unscathed.
"Your Highness Maynia, is there any record in the ancient books?"
"There's no record in the ancient books, but I think we've at least uncovered one of their trump cards."
"Also, this level of ice energy manipulation might not be a big deal for Gazar in his prime, but for him now, it's definitely not an easy task."
"That's right," Ren nodded as he gazed at the enormous ice crystal ball.
Maynia, the 'Red Queen,' had voiced his thoughts exactly.
"Hmm, in that case, I'll test the upper limit of the defense of this ice crystal ball." The Federal Sword Saint Tyrion, who had yet to make a move, took a deep breath.
He couldn't believe the enemy's defense was this strong!
In the next instant, he dashed towards Gazar like a bolt of lightning.
"Transcendent Cross Strike!"
Two silver sword lights, several dozen meters long and crossing each other in a cross pattern, struck the ice crystal ball on Gazar's body.
Clearly, after gathering strength, Tyrion's attack became even more powerful.
"Shh! Shh!"
Unlike the collision with sorcery, the Transcendent Cross Strike and the ice crystal ball did not create a mushroom cloud. Therefore, everyone could clearly see the two silver sword lights penetrating the ice crystal ball.
A crisp cracking sound rang out, and a cross-shaped crack appeared on the surface of the enormous ice crystal ball.
"Did it work?"
"Did it penetrate?"
Hearing the cracking sound, Rebecca and the others in the Ajax Colossal Automaton were filled with surprise.
The situation naturally caused the high-ranking generals aboard the Federation's giant airship to turn pale with shock.
Based on the previous scene where the Federal Sword Saint Tyrion was knocked away, it was evident that the opponent had sustained significant injuries.
If the Federation were to lose a veteran Sword Saint in this battle, even if they eventually emerged victorious, there would be little to celebrate.
It would be a victory for the Dragon Empire, not the Federation.
"Your Majesty Tyrion, how are you?" Ren's figure flickered, shielding Tyrion.
"I'm fine, just a minor injury. However, in the upcoming battle, I'm afraid I won't be able to provide the same level of restraint as before." Tyrion quickly stood up after landing, but his movements were noticeably stiffer than before.
The blood that had flowed from the corner of his mouth had already turned into crimson ice fragments.
Tyrion could distinctly feel an unusual coldness seeping into his body from the surface.
It was worth noting that even as a Sword Saint with a body tempered through countless battles, he couldn't resist this chilling invasion.
"The opponent's cold energy is terrifying. I need some time to force the cold out of my body," Tyrion warned Ren.
Meanwhile, in a corner of the Fadil Mountains.
The figure of the dark-robed maiden on the Occult Array became increasingly refined, and the intense energy fluctuation naturally caught her attention.
"Hmm? They've even forced out Gazar's Crystal Barrier."
"That's true. These individuals are the elite among mortals, while Gazar has suffered a significant loss of power after a long period of sealing. With this addition and subtraction, the gap in strength has been significantly reduced."
"However, this is a good thing. It seems I won't need to exert too much effort to subdue Gazar."
The dark-robed maiden waved her hand, and one black vortex after another appeared around her.
These vortexes varied in size, but they all seemed to imprison something within, as white shadows constantly surged inside them.
"Go!"
At the crisp and pleasant command of Umbra Sea Goddess Hela, hundreds and thousands of black vortexes slowly rose, forming a large cloud that swiftly drifted towards the center of the battlefield.
At the center of the battlefield.
Just as Ren and the others continued their restraint, suddenly, a large cloud swiftly approached from one side of the Fadil Mountains.
Soon after, a light drizzle began to fall.
Due to the unpredictable weather by the sea and everyone's focus on Gazar, they didn't initially notice anything unusual about the rain.
However, the drizzle quickly turned into a downpour, and mist began to envelop the area.
The sky grew darker, and within a short time, apart from Gazar's massive body, which was still flickering in and out of visibility, the surroundings beyond ten meters were already difficult to discern.
This situation naturally alerted everyone to the strangeness.
"This rain is a bit odd," Tyrion, who was adjusting nearby, furrowed his brows and remarked.
"These raindrops feel peculiar, with an indescribable scent within," Ren sensed the raindrops falling into his palm and communicated.
"Indeed, even this cloud seems somewhat off."
Suddenly, Ren sensed a cold and sinister aura rapidly approaching from behind.
He turned around immediately and saw a white figure with an indiscernible face in the rain curtain about seven or eight meters away, its hand reaching out.
The figure's fingers were pale and sharp, exuding an exceptionally chilling aura.
Apparently, the figure intended to launch a sneak attack.
Upon realizing that Ren had spotted it, the figure neither retreated nor halted its actions. Instead, it accelerated and rushed towards Ren like a swift white streak.
"Swoosh!"
A silver arc of light flashed by.
The white figure was slashed diagonally from its right shoulder to its left abdomen! Instantly, it let out a painful wail, and its entire body began to twist and churn like mist.
Ren's previous strike seemed to have only inflicted pain, failing to completely eliminate the figure.
The figure abruptly raised its head, its hideous and venomous expression fixated on Ren, as if it held a deep-seated grudge against him.
"A wraith?" Ren narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself.
Ren retracted his Hardened Fine Gold Longsword, and it transformed back into metal strips wrapped around his arm. He extended his hand again, and the Luminous Ore instantly reshaped into another Knight's Longsword.
A white sword gleam flashed by.
"Swoosh!"
This time, the figure seemed to have met its nemesis, like morning mist encountering the rising sun. In an instant, it dissipated like foam.
It didn't even have time to scream!
"Indeed, it's a wraith!"
Witnessing the remarkable effectiveness of the Luminous Ore weapon further confirmed Ren's earlier judgment.
(End of Chapter)
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