The moment the Interdimensional Purification Device self-destructed, it was as if a brilliant light bomb had exploded across the heavens and earth.
Dazzling flames erupted, engulfing the sky in an instant. Like a flower of destruction blooming in silence, its radiant brilliance spread across the entire sky, illuminating the world as if a second sun had descended.
Endless waves of fire raged like a furious tsunami, resembling the arrival of the apocalypse. The earth trembled uncontrollably under the unstoppable force.
Boom!
A deafening explosion resounded through the sky as if tearing the entire land apart.
The storm of energy raged wildly in the void, twisting into swirling vortexes. The terrifying shockwave swept in all directions like a violent hurricane.
The fortress-like defensive walls crumbled in an instant under the impact. Sturdy stone barriers shattered into dust, and towering steel structures twisted and collapsed, consumed by the blazing inferno.
Even the most resilient protective barriers proved as fragile as paper in the face of this world-ending storm, offering no resistance at all.
The wizards stationed in the strongholds didn't even have time to scream before the scorching light engulfed them, instantly vaporizing them into ashes that scattered with the wind.
Even the mages of the Goddess' army in the distance weren't spared.
Those who weren't struck head-on still suffered the residual waves of energy. Even those in relatively safe positions found themselves burning and twisting in the aftermath. In a fleeting moment, their bodies disintegrated into faint gray mist, dissipating into the flames.
Yet, amidst this apocalyptic scene, one towering figure remained as immovable as a mountain.
At the instant of destruction, the legendary mage had already taken action.
His palm was raised high, and within it, a blue-white star burned brilliantly, transforming into an immense Celestial Shield, standing like a divine barrier against the raging blast.
The Celestial Shield stood firm amidst the blazing inferno, like an eternal sky curtain, blocking the fierce shockwave from advancing further.
Even so, the residual energy still lashed out like the tail of a furious dragon, tearing through parts of the mage army.
Many who couldn't react in time were struck by the lingering radiance. Their screams barely had time to escape before they were reduced to ashes, vanishing into the wind.
For a moment, the once-mighty mage army faltered, their morale wavering.
The ruthless and desperate act of Grand Wizard Earl, who chose to detonate the Purification Device, had momentarily shaken everyone to the core.
However, the legendary mage merely lifted his gaze calmly. The blue-white star in his palm burned even brighter, and his voice echoed across the battlefield like the decree of a god:
"For Mystra! The Weave is eternal!"
His voice roared like thunder, shaking the entire battlefield.
The Goddess of the Weave wielded seven blue-white stars as her divine weapons, and the one in this legendary mage's hand was one of them.
To the mages of the army, it was no different than having the Goddess herself descend upon the battlefield. The effect on their morale was immeasurable.
"For the Goddess!"
"For the Weave!"
Countless mages raised their staffs high, their battle cries resounding with fervor. Their fighting spirit surged once more like a mighty tidal wave crashing forward.
Their deafening chants rolled like an unstoppable storm, reigniting their unyielding determination!
At the front lines, the aftershocks of the Purification Device's explosion continued to rage. The battlefield environment had been forcibly altered to match that of the Wizard's world cold, oppressive, and lifeless.
For the mage army, this strange transformation was undoubtedly a significant threat and suppression.
Yet, the Goddess' forces had long been prepared for this.
This was the first great war between the Goddess and the Wizards. There would be no retreat.
Legendary Mage Linge firmly grasped the blue-white star in his hand, a sharp glint flashing through his eyes.
In the next moment, the star ignited!
From within the celestial body, the power of the Goddess of the Weave surged forth like an infinite ocean, unleashing boundless divine energy that flooded the battlefield.
The divine force streaked across the sky, leaving behind magnificent trails of brilliance that painted the heavens in awe-inspiring hues.
The cold and desolate land, tainted by the Wizard's domain, was like ink dissolving in clear water it was rapidly overtaken by divine energy.
Within the air and earth itself, the power of the divine seeped in like a rising tide, forcefully shifting the battlefield's domain from a Wizard's realm to a Divine one.
In the blink of an eye, the environment underwent a complete transformation. The oppressive and frigid aura of the Wizard's world was utterly expelled, replaced by the warm and vibrant presence of divine essence.
The mages of the army could all feel the familiar and intimate power filling the battlefield. An invisible force surged within them, washing away all suppression from the opposing domain.
Their morale soared in an instant, their battle fervor reaching new heights.
Clad in blue-white divine radiance, Linge led the charge at the vanguard, carving a broad path through the enemy ranks.
He was like a brilliant shooting star, piercing through the darkness, spreading the glory of the divine across the battlefield.
From within the mage army, a Ninth-Circle Mage, filled with excitement, roared in encouragement:
"Follow Lord Linge!"
Mage Linge, one of the Seven Stars, was a legendary mage and one of the highest-ranking commanders of the army.
This time, under the will of the Goddess of the Weave, the forces of the goddess were not merely waging a war.
What they sought was to reclaim this land completely and once again spread the radiance of the divine.
For this reason, Mage Linge carried one of the seven blue-white stars of the Weave Goddess upon him, radiating divine glory.
Moreover, this kind of minor trick from the izard civilization could only be used once.
After the devastating loss caused by the detonation of the Otherworldly Purification Device, Linge boldly advanced alone. With the protection of the goddess's star, he had no fear for his safety.
Thus, he led the charge, clearing a path for the mage army.
Even if another Otherworldly Purification Device were to explode, he would be fully capable of handling it.
Inside War Fortress No. 13, two Third Level Grand Wizards were watching the battlefield through a long-distance scrying formation, witnessing the breathtaking spectacle unfold before them.
"That must be the legendary mage, one of the Seven Stars!"
"And the blue-white star he carries is identical to the ones that appeared when the Weave Goddess first descended!"
Grand Wizards Yude and Earl exchanged glances, their eyes filled with deep solemnity as a wave of pressure surged through their hearts.
Though legendary mages were theoretically on par with late-stage Third Level Grand Wizards in terms of rank, the two cultivation systems were not directly comparable.
In divine civilizations, legendary mages had already reached a level where they could fully integrate divine power.
This meant that within the legendary realm, power disparities could be extreme.
Some newly ascended legendary mages might only be on par with a late-stage Third Level Grand Wizard.
However, those who had cultivated for a long time and fully merged with divine power had already surpassed their peers and even touched upon the domain of the gods far beyond the capabilities of an ordinary Third Level Grand Wizard.
On the battlefield, leading the charge was none other than Linge, one of the Seven Stars.
As Yude and Earl fixed their gazes upon the blue-white star in Linge's hand, a chill ran down their spines.
They were almost certain that in a confrontation, that star alone could annihilate them in an instant, leaving them no chance to resist.
What was even more terrifying was that this was merely the tip of the iceberg of the goddess's army.
More of the Seven Stars might have been hidden within the ranks of their massive force.
"Keep your distance! Do not enter their attack range!"
Grand Wizard Earl swiftly issued commands, his gaze sharp and unwavering.
"Deploy squads for long-range engagements!"
His voice carried a sense of urgency. Their mission was not to engage in a confrontation but to buy as much time as possible.
The previous self-detonation of the Otherworldly Purification Device by Grand Wizard Yude had indeed slowed the advance of the mage army.
However, reinforcements from other battlefronts were still a long way off.
"Send in the assault squads and suicide squads. Have them lie in wait and harass the mage army whenever possible!"
Earl continued his tactical arrangements with decisive precision.
"Adjust the weapon systems! All firepower is to be locked onto that legendary mage!"
"Await my command. The moment we find an opportunity, unleash all firepower immediately!"
A cold gleam flickered in Yude's eyes as the corner of his lips curled into a grim smirk.
"Our energy reserves are enough to kill a late-stage Third Level Grand Wizard in an instant! Even if this legendary mage takes the hit, he won't escape unscathed!"
Under the command of the two Grand Wizards, the massive floating war fortress began to shift.
Magical energy veins flickered across the fortress's outer walls, and the energy core emitted a deep hum. The colossal turrets slowly rotated, aligning their barrels toward Linge.
Like an ancient beast stirring from slumber, the fortress awakened, releasing an oppressive aura that made the air feel heavy.
Around the fortress, wizard golems activated silently, their combat formations enhanced by powerful enchantments. The tide of magical energy continued to rise.
Every weapon's targeting system instantly locked onto Mage Linge, the barrels of their cannons glowing with the ominous light of destruction.
Meanwhile, on the deck of the war fortress, squadrons of aerial vehicles were already primed for deployment.
Like a relentless hailstorm, they detached from the fortress one by one, diving toward the battlefield below, streaking across the sky like shadows.
These aircraft were nothing like ordinary flying machines.
Their surfaces were coated with a unique metallic compound, combined with sorcery formations that rendered them nearly 99% invisible.
Moreover, they were equipped with state-of-the-art weaponry, making them vastly superior to conventional aerial units akin to the difference between a fighter jet and a civilian aircraft.
At that moment, one pitch-black aircraft hesitated briefly in mid-air before suddenly accelerating, streaking toward its designated target.
Inside the cockpit, a figure clad in a Grayhawk battlesuit focused intently on the controls Lynn.
"Damn it… Just my luck. Of all things, this assault squad had to be deployed outside the war fortress to intercept the mage army!"
Lynn's face darkened with frustration and helplessness.
Lynn was assigned to the strike team on the deck, only to find out that the mission was practically a death sentence.
Piloting a flyer deep into enemy lines was nothing short of suicide.
For a moment, he even had the urge to fly away and disappear.
But that was nothing more than wishful thinking. Deserting in the middle of battle meant certain death. If he was caught, no matter where he ran, no one would be able to save his life.
Left with no choice, Lynn gritted his teeth and followed behind the other flyers, keeping a low profile.
At that moment, the squad leader's slightly hoarse voice came through the team's communication channel.
"The higher-ups have given us a simple task stall the enemy. Remember, do not go too deep! Just fire from a distance. Use up all your weapons and ammo that's all that matters! Accuracy is secondary; delaying them is the priority!"
"Control your flyers properly. Do not engage in prolonged combat. And do not stop just to land another shot!"
The squad leader paused for a moment, his tone softening slightly, with a hint of encouragement.
"Finally, I wish you all a safe return. Do your best!"
Hearing this, Lynn felt a slight sense of relief.
The mission was still extremely dangerous, but at least they didn't have to engage in direct combat, which gave him a sliver of hope for survival.
He glanced around the interior of his flyer, his eyes sweeping over the complex and intricate control panels and buttons. He relaxed slightly.
This flyer's stealth and other special features might increase his chances of making it out alive.
He recalled how the squad leader's expression had softened slightly when he learned of Lynn's expertise in mechanics.
Most wizards would be completely lost in front of such a dense array of buttons and complex functions. But not Lynn he had only needed a brief introduction before he could operate it proficiently.
With that in mind, he gritted his teeth and thought to himself:
"There's no chance to use my token now. But once I make it back alive, I must find a safer job…"
With mixed emotions, Lynn gripped the control stick tightly, his eyes locked onto the ever-updating data and markers on the flyer's screen. His nerves were stretched taut he couldn't afford even a moment of carelessness.
Just then, a deafening explosion erupted in the distance, causing the entire flyer to tremble.
Lynn quickly lowered his gaze to the monitoring screen, his pupils shrinking sharply as he saw the energy levels skyrocketing!
One hundred degrees, two hundred, five hundred, one thousand…
The energy levels soared almost instantly to their limit, exceeding the flyer's detection range. The values turned red, flashing frantically.
Lynn's eyes widened as he stared at the catastrophic scene before him.
His team of flyers was currently hidden beneath the war fortress.
Looking up, he could see the colossal war fortress hovering in midair. One by one, its massive cannons were slowly activating, locking onto a distant target.
Boom!
In the next moment, an enormous pillar of light, several meters in diameter, burst forth from the fortress-like divine wrath descending from the heavens. It tore through the air and shot toward the heart of the Goddess's army!
The beam carried an indescribable force of destruction, obliterating everything in its path. Even the surrounding space twisted violently under its sheer power.
Lynn felt like his eardrums were about to burst. The dazzling trajectory of the beam scorched his retinas, leaving streaks of afterimages in his vision.
His heart pounded wildly as he realized the sheer magnitude of the attack. The power had already exceeded a thousand degrees, perhaps even more an unfathomable amount, enough to vaporize all living beings in an instant!
"This kind of attack… Even a late-stage Third Level Grand Wizard might not survive unscathed…"
Lynn took a deep breath, his pulse racing, cold sweat dripping down his back.
Although he had previously witnessed Morning Star-level wizard attacks, he had never quantified them in this way.
Whether it was Maple's control over the Azure Sky Spirit, Aquila's massive celestial hand, or the eerie attacks of interdimensional creatures, those powers belonged to an entirely different level another dimension of combat. They were far too profound for Lynn to comprehend, so their impact on him had never felt as intense.
But now, this raw, brutal display of sheer power overwhelmed him far more than any of those enigmatic spells.
After all, his maximum power output barely reached one hundred and fifty degrees.
Meanwhile, the war fortress had just unleashed a single attack that was beyond measurable limits so powerful that even the sensors failed to register its full extent!
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