Exploring Technology in a Wizard World-Chapter 677 - 675: Piercing Finger Through the Chest

"I know you don’t understand," Bayer said as he looked at Sieg and spread his hands. "In fact, even with explanation, you still won’t understand, and if you did, you wouldn’t believe it. That’s the gap that different statuses bring. Dean Sieg, you’re very powerful, but there is no fundamental difference compared to the rest. You stand too low to see the full picture of this world, which is why you don’t understand the meaning of doing this.

Do you know, in our eyes, you and the others are truly just like insects. Your thoughts will forever be confined within the perspective of an insect. To you, putting in such an effort without ruling over the entire East Coast makes no sense. But to us, putting in such an effort to become the ruler of a bunch of insects is what’s truly illogical. Instead, it’s better to destroy everything first and then do something else.

Believe it or not, from the start of the plan, our goal was to prepare to destroy the East Coast. For hundreds of years, the East Coast has been too peaceful, with a dozen wizard organizations in a stalemate. The existence of the East Coast Joint Exchange Conference, in a sense, has already begun to incline toward the Wizard Alliance. If this continues to develop, it is very likely to form a massive Wizard Council Kingdom. It may differ from the former Black Spirit Empire, but it would still become a huge wizarding nation.

The East Coast, due to its continuous mountain ranges, is segregated from the mainland body. Once there is a large unified wizarding nation, it would be difficult to exterminate from the outside and would exist for a long period, thereby influencing the entire continent, the entire world’s pattern. This is absolutely not allowed.

The former Black Spirit Empire did not allow it, and neither will the future Wizard Council Kingdom. Therefore, we must strangle it while it is still forming, in its fragile state. That is our purpose.

As for your so-called threat, taking the entire populace of Deep Blue Castle with you in a mass burial, it has no significance. Because that is exactly what we want to do, and even more thoroughly. Once this decisive battle has a result, we will both sweep up the remaining forces and clean up your people from Deep Blue Castle. In the end, we will strive to turn the East Coast into a wasteland without any wizards!"

"You, how could you!"

Sieg was utterly shocked after hearing Bayer’s words, as it was too contradictory to common sense and far beyond his limits of thinking.

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Not far away, the great battle in the city reached its climax.

Muse charged ahead, successfully broke into the deep defenses, causing havoc and rapidly expanding the chaos.

The "Element Master" Russell from Jungle Hut’s Green Wind Gathering Place, ’Voodoo Heart’ Andrew from Rotten Swamp, ’Water Spirit’ Gall from White Mist City, ’Curse Origin’ Triss from Black Evil Castle, ’Golden Rose’ Aphrodite from Rose City, and ’Killing Bone’ Huo Mu from Death Valley watched on. To prevent the defense lines from collapsing entirely, they gathered around Muse and attacked in mutual understanding, ready to deal with the big trouble that was Muse.

Muse was unfazed and continued her wanton assault. The next moment, she was successfully focused down by Russell and his group.

Suddenly, dazzling multicolored lights burst out above the city, and numerous high-energy response spells bombarded Muse, engulfing her figure.

When the lights finally dispersed, revealing Muse’s body again, she was somewhat disheveled, her clothes torn in many places, and wounds appeared on her body that continuously bled.

Despite her disheveled appearance, Muse had not a shred of the realization of being disheveled. She turned her head and looked proudly at Russell and his group surrounding her, laughing, "What’s this, many against one? Great, that’s just what I was hoping for. I just wonder if your strength is enough to truly trade a few blows with me."

"Whether it’s enough, you’ll find out soon!" Russell said coldly as he looked at Muse.

"That’s true; the facts will prove everything," Muse smiled. "Then bring it on!" With those words, she lunged toward Russell and his group.

Naturally, Russell and his group did not just stand by. They quickly acted, coordinating their attacks, harassing, and blocking Muse. Spells continued to explode in the sky, their brightness almost overshadowing the sun.

After a fierce exchange for a long time, both Muse and Russell’s group had various degrees of injuries, but none were serious.

Muse could hardly contain herself and stared at Russell, "Is this cautious battle all you dare to do, like children? If you’re afraid of dying, better run away and save my effort."

"Of course!" Muse’s tone shifted again, "If you’re not afraid of dying, then let’s have a proper battle. Let me see how much real power you have, starting with you!"

As the words fell, Muse rushed toward Russell in midair.

Upon hearing Muse’s declaration, many wizards felt a surge of anger, and they attacked Muse in union, not holding back and casting their most powerful attack magic.

Russell, facing Muse head-on, watched as Muse drew closer with a serious expression, but she showed little fear. Her lips parted, and an energy ball with a diameter of more than ten centimeters formed.

The energy ball gleamed with a bright purple light, like a bewitching eye—this was Russell’s trump card, extremely draining to use, and she would never normally use it. But now, facing Muse, she was prepared to show Muse how formidable it was.

Third Circle Magic·Ancient God’s Eye!

With a thought, she held the purple energy ball towards Muse, and with a "whoosh", a purple energy beam shot out, hitting Muse, who was in close, without any surprise.

Muse’s body shook violently, and his face instantly turned ashen, suffering a severe internal injury.

Russell glanced over, a smirk tugging at her lips, unapologetically preparing a follow-up attack, when her eyes suddenly narrowed.

There she saw Muse, clearly suffering from severe internal injuries, showing no signs of slowing down as he continued to approach her, then threw a punch at the energy ball she held in her hand.

This!

"Boom!"

A loud explosion echoed, the crystal ball shattered instantly, and the powerful force of the explosion combined with the strength of Muse’s fist hit Russell, making her spew blood with a "wa" sound, violently thrown backward.

Muse chased after the retreating Russell, preparing for a ruthless blow, when "Voodoo Heart" Andrew’s attack arrived.

A large mass of greenish acid fog floated toward her, its speed incredibly fast. When it drew near, it quickly condensed into an arrow made entirely of acid.

Third Circle Magic·Extreme Cursed Acid Arrow!

As swift as lightning, the arrow pierced through the air with a "whoosh" and hit Muse’s back.

"Snap!"

Upon impact, the acid arrow dispersed instantly, like a living creature, it burrowed crazily into Muse’s body. Accompanying it was the "sizzle" sound of corrosion and the acrid smell of the acid reacting with flesh. The acid’s corrosive power was exceedingly strong, and even someone as robust as Muse saw a large portion of his back turn into a muddled mess of blood and flesh within a few breaths. And it wasn’t over; the corroded area began to rapidly dehydrate, carbonize, and blacken, as if the skin was burnt charcoal, flaking off in layers.

Muse’s brow furrowed slightly, and with a low growl, his entire back suddenly burst open with a "pop", flesh flying everywhere, with the carbonized skin and penetrating acid scrubbed away, revealing the deep pink layers underneath.

Then, Muse turned around, looked at Andrew, and with a fierce raise of his hand, a trail of black light flew out.

Andrew was in the middle of preparing his second powerful spell and barely reacted when the black light struck him right in front of his chest and passed through.

"Wa!"

Just like Russell, Andrew spat out fresh blood. Only then did the crowd see clearly; the black light Muse had fired was actually a finger—he had severed his own finger to launch the attack.