Extraordinary Voyage

Chapter 916 - 789: Spitting Blood (Part 2)

Extraordinary Voyage

Chapter 916 - 789: Spitting Blood (Part 2)

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The beautiful witch wearing a thin veil let her enchanting gaze wander. Her black hair, originally tied up at the back, fell down. She stood on her seductive red-painted toes and twisted her waist, dancing slowly in the air like a beautiful snake.

Jingle jingle...

As her slender waist twisted, an ornament with a shiny ruby on her belly button swayed gently, the red dancing skirt fluttered, and her snow-white legs appeared intermittently, alluring and captivating.

Not only her opponent, Meredith, but even Marshall and Farhad, who were fighting nearby, couldn't help but shift their gaze. Even the women Nymph and Anita felt somewhat unsettled by the scene, yet forcefully suppressed their inner agitation.

Suddenly.

Hiss—!

A pair of vertical snake eyes began to gleam with yellow Extraordinary Spiritual Light, and the witch's long, cascading hair abruptly transformed into writhing poisonous snakes. The transition from ultimate beauty to extreme terror happened in an instant.

Countless pairs of snake eyes emitted blazing yellow light like torches.

[Magic-like Technique: Petrifying Demon Eye]

After completing road migration and gaining the support of the [Mysterious Source: Tree of Life], the power of Serra's Demon Eye had clearly been elevated to another level.

Boom!

Under Serra's AOE attack, Meredith's spell casting was directly interrupted, her body beginning to gradually stiffen—a precursor to petrification.

However, this Grand Wizard who had roamed Celebes Island for years reacted swiftly, resorting to Elementalization to turn into a gust of wind that distanced herself far from the battling group, daring not to approach again. Marshall did the same.

Just, inevitable stone fragments flying in the air—that was an irretrievably damaged part of body tissues.

Among the three Grand Wizards, only Farhad from the "Yellow Sand Sect" moved too slowly. Although he suddenly scattered into a storm of flying bats, roughly a third of them turned into stone and fell into the sea.

Thanks to the [Vampire Mask] imbued with Lower Realm Demon God's power, which allows the wearer to gain additional vampire "Undying" and a series of magic-like abilities.

Otherwise, the Tier 3 strength of the "Deceitful Fate Wizard", facing the strongest attack from seasoned Grand Wizard Serra, might well have ended abruptly.

But, afterwards, he was surrounded by Anita, Serra, Nymph, Jelos, and Princeton. Jelos, smiling openly, stared at the Grand Wizard wrapped heavily in bandages:

"Ha, although it's a small fry, at least this trip won't be in vain!"

But the first to act wasn't them, but Milan who had long been prepared.

clep——

Two hourglass-like marks appeared respectively above his head and that of the opposing Farhad.

[Hourglass]

Time acceleration/slowdown/stasis, forming a time link with the opponent. When accelerating oneself, the opponent slows down; when slowing down oneself, the opponent speeds up. The greatest side effect is that with the passing of time, the body will truly age.

Looking at the two "Elemental Breathing School" Wizards who had already soared into the sky without any intention to rescue, Farhad cursed inwardly but refused to sit and await doom:

"Trying to take the life of a Deceitful Fate Wizard is not so easily done!"

He took a clump of moss growing from a corpse's head into his mouth and chewed, then shouted loudly.

Ripping—!

The bones pierced through his flesh, and continuously branched from the joints into ten, hundred, thousand... turning into a white forest of bones, attempting to pierce the five approaching from all sides.

[Imprisonment Bone Cage]

Only the head abruptly detached from the body, throwing itself towards the sea below, clearly aware that the scene was hopeless, no longer willing to serve Hilus.

"You can't escape! You're now suffering spell backlash, your magic power running incongruently!"

Milan, outside the battle circle, upheld his auxiliary role by flicking a gold coin onto his hand.

"I bet it's letters!"

Indeed, beneath his hand was letters. Afterwards, the somewhat delayed head's eyes suddenly filled with blood, its movement stalling.

[Witchcraft: Dice of Probability]

In the words of Graham, the chief of the "Clock Tower School", destiny has long been predetermined, even written in the universe's first particle when it was born.

Yet, before possessing that kind of power even [Truth Embodiment] couldn't wield, most people still resist believing destiny as fated, like Graham, stubbornly refusing to die until witnessing "Clock Tower School" members create miracles.

And like this one developed by the "Prophetic School"—[Witchcraft: Dice of Probability].

Do gods roll dice?

In the macrocosmic world, many wizards believe the universe to operate in a mechanical-physics manner, ticking like a clock, every moment shaping the outcome of the next.

This witchcraft can manipulate probability utilizing dice or coin games to steer progression towards the caster's desired direction. When this ability reaches its peak, any possibility will definitely occur!

The attack of five Titled Grand Wizards simultaneously fell upon that head.

"No—!"

Under Milan's control, knowing "Yellow Sand Sect" thoroughly as adversaries, Farhad's Tier 3 "life" ended just like that, and then he took down three Tier 2 Transcendents' "lives", plus five different Tier 1 Transcendents.

This "Deceitful Fate Wizard" finally turned into a puff of smoke. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

By now, the two Elemental Wizards had already disappeared without a trace beyond the horizon.

As the old saying goes, those without backgrounds were beaten to death by the monkeys; those with backgrounds still live well.

But it's already no longer important.

Having personally witnessed the massive turning point of historical tides, plus the life of this Deceitful Fate Wizard, Milan's path ahead had now opened wide. Soon, another Grand Wizard would be added to the Duchy.

There was no suspense left in this battle.

Whoosh...

Countless luminous butterflies spread around the [Golden Bird Flower] and the remaining half of the Invincible Fleet, then abruptly vanished from the Material World. Half an hour hadn't passed yet, the effect of the [Predecessor's Decree] was still ongoing.

They intended to take the [Sea Monarchy] along, but the Legendary Battleship was in combat, constantly bombarded by rockets, utterly impossible to bring into the Spirit Realm.

As the fleet vanished.

Boom—!!!

With the final blast, the musical battleships overhead all disappeared.

When the [Sea Monarchy] again fell from the sky, it had already turned into a heap of tattered wreckage, directly collected by Aiven into his [Witchcraft Garden].

As for Prince Rodrigo, he had already become dust under the barrage of rockets.

And at that moment, Philip II far away on home soil fell to the ground coughing blood.

Being laced with media power, the [Sea Monarchy] was evidently deeply intertwined with the Hilus Empire and Emperor Philip II.

If the Empire's downfall results in the [Golden Olive Triple Crown] manifesting the terrifying curse enough to breed [Black Orlov], then how could the sinking of [Sea Monarchy] leave Philip II unscathed?

"Slay! For Her Majesty the Queen, seize the Peacock Islands!"

"For our Goddess 'Sea Monarchy'!"

"Haha, we are the new rulers of the sea!"

As the Alliance Fleet cheered with excitement, charging towards the "Peacock Islands", which were now within reach and incapable of resisting.

Aiven rubbed his trophy—the [World Conqueror's Sword] ([Tyr's Blade: Splitting Sword])—gazing towards the west of the Source Continent.

As if looking through thousand mountains and waters at the central battlefield belonging to Hilus and the Lowland Republic in this great war, he whispered to himself:

"This Battle of National Destiny isn't over yet; we should chase the remainder without mercy, not learn from the Overlord for mere fame..."

At this moment, though Hilus had been cut off from its last supply for the Empire's sustenance, it still had three Legendary Battleships, three Titled Knights, and too many surviving forces.

To thoroughly stomp Hilus into dust, at least one Titled Knight needs to be sacrificed! Depends on whether the countries have the capability to place ten thousand feet over Hilus!

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