Chapter 717: Chapter 349: Divine Hall of the Great Dragon Incarnation (Part 3)
"Woo——"
A distant, colossal roar emanated from the rift, originating from the still-forming Destruction Battleship.
In the white-surfaced, purple-black internal writhing flesh, a massive white sphere slowly rose.
It might be the head of the Annihilation Star Soul, possibly, because this Star Soul doesn’t conform to the normal shape of living creatures.
Above this sphere is a bizarre mask, somewhat resembling an owl, but far from the agile large eyes of such a raptor, with only two round, enormous black voids on either side of the mask.
It is watching me.
Although there are no eyeballs, Li Ang feels the Annihilation Star Soul gazing at himself through the voids.
High above, Ivynis, bound by chains, showed a look of pain. Her eyelashes trembled as she barely opened her eyes a crack, and when she saw Li Ang opposite her, her expression was swallowed by sadness.
When the head of the Annihilation Star Soul appeared, the "Eyes of God" also gazed at Li Ang.
They seemed to have a brief discussion and then passed some decision.
The next moment, the Destruction Battleship swiftly moved.
Meluna, who was cutting off all the white monstrous hands, stopped her sword, turned around, and rushed towards Li Ang with all her might.
"Li Ang, run!"
For the first time, Li Ang heard tension from the voice of the always calm female swordsman.
He only had time to look at the face of the stunned Meimei; she too realized something, but seemed too scared to move.
The body of the Destruction Battleship stretched like a horizon made of steel and twisted flesh, and as this body began to move, it brought about a cataclysmic tremor.
But it didn’t do much; its movement was merely to aim all the battleships’ cannons in the same direction.
A droplet of starlight fell from Ivynis’s body; it was pure and dazzling, as if a star had fallen from the sky.
The starlight landed on the head of Jenoside and flowed into the interior through its eye sockets.
All the cannons lit up simultaneously, weaving into a rainbow.
The elements of earth, fire, wind, water, light, and dark wailed, then were compressed together by a twisted force, converging into a destructive bombardment that engulfed all light, matter, and sound before the five people.
The edges of the Dimensional Rift were instantly torn apart, with violent vibrations between the material and Magic Power Dimension spreading to the sky, forming a gloomy vortex above the Sky Flame Shipyard, no, it would be accurate to say gathering over the entire City of the Ship’s Rudder.
That was a sign of the Magical Disaster.
In the distance, a regatta player who had just finished a training race preparing to return to the dormitory saw this shocking scene high in the sky.
Gel slowed the airship, opened the cockpit, and braved the high-altitude gale to stick his head out, just to get a clearer view of the light blob explosion from the Sky Flame area; he also saw other regatta players doing the same.
The Howling Wolf flew past him, heading towards the sky over the Sky Flame.
Underground, the fierce shaking caused rocks from the hollow dome ceiling to fall, and the crowd, having just settled down, began to panic and flee again.
Melegon frowned at the sky and said to the somewhat bewildered members of the Order Flower Sword Corps beside him: "Have any of you guarded other aerial realms?"
"I have been there." "I haven’t." "I’ve been in the Demon Disaster Realm."
"The fact that none of you recognized it means you’ve been lucky in the past, never having faced a Transcendent Demon Beast or a Magical Disaster."
Melegon smirked slightly: "Flos Sky Realm, stable for so many years, now comes a big one just at once. In the future, throughout your lives, even if you count today, it may not be considered lucky. Of course, I hope there will be a future. Order Flower Sword Corps, move out with me!"
Loken lost his usual calm, shouting at the engineers and workers of the Shadow Shipyard: "Quick! Get the Fallen Island Battleship tuned up to the best possible state! Whether it can fly or not, adjust all systems to their optimal state!"
"Damn it!" The old man slowly leaned against the wall, tightly clutching the failed ignition key.
...
In the abundant and peaceful swamp, suddenly countless creatures flew in panic. They were completely transparent, with a faint Magic Power filling their bodies, emitting a luminescent glow. They seemed more like spiritual bodies than creatures.
"Don’t run, everyone, tell me what happened?" A ethereal and gentle female voice spoke to the frightened spirits.
With her voice, the spirits seemed much calmer, as beasts, birds, and fish gathered from different directions, surrounding a one-person-high luminescent flower bud.
"Is this Magical Disaster so vast? It can even affect the Land of Ten Thousand Spirits? Alas, I really wish to go out sooner."
...
Elaphia’s hand trembled, and the flame in the Magic Furnace wasn’t maintained, turning the material being processed into a defective product.
"What the heck?" Farlonio complained, poking his head out from the side: "If you need my help, you shouldn’t be spacing out; the materials are expensive, you know."
The blond young girl took out a silver short sword; it paired with the one she gave him, made from a single piece then separated, able to connect across the Magic Power Dimension. At this moment, the sword trembled violently, indicating that the other one was at the center of a storm-like Magic Power Disaster.
"Hey! Where are you going? Are you crazy?!"
Falo called to stop Aifei, who was about to step out on a flying sword: "This is the official preparation time for the Martial Extreme Trial. If you leave, all the years of investment from the Alma Family will be wasted, you..."
"I know."
Elaphia’s face was expressionless: "Continue."
